by Smoak, Ivy
I didn't care anymore that all my co-workers were watching or that it was being broadcast in HD to the entire city of Miami. I just wanted to have Ethan inside of me. And by the time I was done, every girl in the city was going to wish they were me, and every guy in the city was going to wish they were fucking me.
I pulled my mouth off Ethan and stood up. I was supposed to be saying yes to new opportunities. And all I wanted was to scream yes with him deep inside of me. "Ready to fuck me?"
"Not yet." He grabbed my waist with his muscular arms and flipped me upside down. I spread my legs wide in the air and he leaned in and kissed my clit hard.
Oh God. I returned the favor by wrapping my lips around his cock. Then I imitated every move he made. He flicked his tongue against my clit; I flicked mine across the tip of his cock. He licked in a straight line; I licked his cock up and down. Then he jammed his tongue inside of me. Yes! The warmth of his tongue felt incredible, but I wanted him to lick deeper. So I leaned in until his cock started to go down my throat. It made it impossible to breath, but I didn't care. Cock was better than air. Especially when it made Ethan swirl his tongue around deep inside of me.
He spun me back around so that I was standing on the ground. Without hesitation, I turned away from him, put my hands on the floor, and arched my back. Give me that cock.
He grabbed my hips with his strong hands and guided his cock inside of me. Yes! It felt even better than I had imagined. And he was only half way in. "Keep going," I moaned as he pushed farther and farther in. Then he pulled nearly all the way out and thrust back in. I tried to push back so that he would go deeper, but I couldn't get enough leverage with my hands on the floor.
I pushed him off of me, got to my feet, grabbed his cock, and dragged him over to the news desk. The second I bent over, Ethan's cock was in me again, filling me. I pushed back and felt him go deeper than I even knew was possible.
Brian was sitting a foot away. He took advantage of the opportunity and held a mic to my face.
Is he really going to interview me while I'm being fucked?
The answer was yes.
"So, Layla, how does it feel right now knowing that everyone in the city is watching?" he asked.
Ethan grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked me back onto his cock.
"Harder!" I screamed.
Brian laughed. "I guess that means you're enjoying it."
"Of course I'm enjoying it." I moaned as Ethan's length moved in and out of me.
"Don't you think that what you're doing is a little inappropriate for the news? Children could be watching."
I couldn't help but notice the TV screen in the world news section of the studio. They were preparing to do a segment about ISIS decapitating one of their prisoners, complete with the unedited tape.
"How is me getting fucked worse than that tape of ISIS cutting off a man's head? In fact, maybe what the news needs is more sex and less violence."
"I agree," said Ethan. "In fact, I'll be happy to come back and fuck Layla any time she wants. Maybe that could be a new segment rather than all this depressing crap about houses burning down and people being shot." Ethan thrust into me again and I slammed my hand down onto the desk.
Brian was speechless. He couldn't believe that we would have a moral argument with him while I was bent over his news desk being fucked by a huge cock. Instead of confronting the issue, he decided to go back to trying to embarrass me.
"Is it going to be awkward when you meet people knowing that they've seen you have sex?" asked Brian.
"Why would that be awkward? Everyone has sex." I groaned. Sex had never felt this amazing before. I didn't know if it was because of Ethan's huge cock or all the eyes on me.
"But they've seen that you like sucking dick and being bent over this news desk."
"And I'm sure everyone watching would have enjoyed it just as much as I did. But you know what I'd like even more?"
"No, what?"
"If I had another cock to put in my mouth while Ethan fucks me from behind." I licked my lips and stared at Brian's crotch. Then I reached back, pulled one of Ethan's hands up to my mouth, and started sucking his pointer finger like it was another delicious erection.
Brian couldn't resist the temptation. He immediately unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis. It was way smaller than Ethan's. Maybe five inches.
"Sorry, not big enough." Even if it had been a foot long, I still wasn't going to suck it. But having him pull out his cock on live TV only to be called small was priceless. At least now I won't be the only one who's embarrassed on live TV.
Ethan pulled out and pushed on my hips to get me to turn over. I lay back on the news desk and raised my legs high in the air. The glass desk was cold on my naked back. Ethan teased me by grabbing his cock and smacking it against my clit. I was close to orgasm, and he knew it. He pushed his cock deep inside of me and rubbed my clit with his fingers.
"You like that?" he asked.
"Yes!"
"You want it harder?"
"Yes! Fuck, yes."
He went faster and faster, rhythmically rubbing my clit and matching the pace with his thick cock.
"More," I moaned.
He pulled his cock out so that just the tip remained inside of me and then he thrust in deeper and harder than ever before. "FUCK!" I screamed as I lost control of every muscle in my body. My body shook with pleasure and my hands grabbed the edge of the news desk to push myself further down onto Ethan's cock.
Chapter 14
Ethan
Layla's pussy tightened around me as she orgasmed. Watching her throw her head back and moan as her beautiful body shook was so fucking hot. She tried to get more by grabbing the edge of the news desk and pushing herself towards me, and I wasn't about to stop her. I grabbed her hips and thrust in and out of her as I watched her big tits bounce up and down.
Fuck, I'm going to cum soon.
I pulled out and tried to relax for a second, but Layla wouldn't allow it. She grabbed my cock, dragged me over to the front of the news desk, and pushed me onto the ground. Then she straddled me and lowered herself onto my cock. With her legs wide open, everyone would be able to see every inch of me going into her shaved pussy.
She reached down and played with her clit while she slid up and down the length of my cock. I couldn't take my eyes off her tiny little waist and her perfect tits bouncing up and down.
I sat up and pushed my face between her tits, but she immediately pushed me back down.
"I can't have you blocking everyone's view," she said. "I want everyone in the city to see all eight inches of you going inside me."
Holy shit.
Layla leaned back to give the camera the best view possible. I grabbed her hips and pushed down until I could feel her clit against my skin. I kept her there for a second before loosening my grip. She started bouncing up and down again as soon as she was free.
Then suddenly she stopped and stood up. "I think I need to go finish the weather report now."
"Huh?" She better not blue ball me on live TV.
I followed her back to the green screen. I loved watching her round ass move back and forth with every step she took.
She's crazy if she thinks she's going to do the news without me fucking her.
"I'm seeing on the radar that we have a new forecast for this evening," she said. Then she paused and looked at my cock. "Cloudy with a good chance of cum on my face."
Layla dropped down in front of me with her legs wide open. She rubbed her clit with one hand and grabbed the base of my cock with the other. Then she jammed my entire erection into her mouth. No hesitation, no gag reflex. Her nose pressed into my skin and I could feel her tight throat strangling the tip of my cock. She stayed down for a solid five seconds.
Layla started to pull back, but I wasn't done with her yet. I grabbed her hair and thrust into her mouth. She didn't seem to mind at all. When I let go of her hair, she grabbed my hips and made me fuck her beautiful face.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I said.
She pulled back, looked up at me, and opened her mouth wide. Her tongue was sticking out, eager to catch my cum. Both of her hands were squeezing her big tits.
Chapter 15
Layla
Ethan reached down and stroked his thick cock. His whole body tensed as white hot cum erupted from his cock. Some of the delicious liquid went in my mouth, but most of it splashed onto my cheeks. There was a momentary pause and then another huge shot of cum filled my mouth. He aimed the next shot at my cheek and then a fourth landed on my neck and tits.
Shit that's a lot of cum.
But he wasn't finished. Cum blasted onto my face and then he finished with another huge shot in my mouth.
I looked up at him as I closed my mouth and swallowed his cum. Delicious. But I wanted more. I leaned in and licked the cum off the tip of his cock and then put my lips around it and went down to make sure I didn't miss any. Just for fun I leaned in further and deep throated his massive cock one more time before pulling off.
I glanced at the camera display to see how much cum was on my face. Holy shit. I had never seen so much cum. Both my cheeks were covered in it and it was dripping off my chin onto my tits. Ethan was standing over me triumphantly with his huge cock still inches from my face.
I looked over to see if Brian was going to sign off, but he wasn't at the news desk anymore. I figured he must have stomped off after I tricked him into showing everyone his tiny dick.
I decided to seize the opportunity. With cum still dripping from my face, I got up and walked over to take Brian's usual seat.
"I'm Layla Torrez with Channel Nine News. Goodnight, Miami."
Usually Brian played with papers on the desk to look busy while the credits rolled rather than just sitting there awkwardly. There were no papers for me to play with, but I was still covered in cum. I ran my finger across my tits and then licked the cum off of it as the credits rolled.
Marty immediately began clapping as soon as we were off air. Everyone else in the studio followed his lead.
As my horniness began to subside, the realization of what I had just done started to sink in. I had just fucked Ethan and let him cum all over my face. In front of my coworkers. On live TV.
But it had felt amazing. Besides, it was too late to do anything about it now.
Ethan walked up and joined me at the news desk. "Layla, that was incredible," he said. "But I think you still owe me something."
"What could I possibly owe you? You better not ask to do me in the ass."
"No, I just want your phone number."
THE END
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