Thread: Radio Ravage! (Jack Stalker and Whispered Secret)

Dakota was mortified with her behavior, but couldnt deny the fact that her pussy was weeping with need. When Michael once again reminded her that there was an audience listening to them, an audience that wouldnt be able to prove that any of what was going on, was in fact happening, a wave of heat had her creamy slit pulsing with need. She watched his hand massage the steel that was his cock, so close she saw the tempting drops amassing on the tip up close, just before they fell and landed on her thighs and dress. She was helpless to prevent the soft groan that escaped her, one small finger stroking her tight wet crevice, bared to this domineering man. Her cheeks flushed bright red recalling the sex scenes she had worked on during taping. She had done none of the things Michael was accusing her of, even if all the teasing and rolling around had her secretly wishing they had done more. That her costar had jerked himself off several times by grinding against her hadnt helped her to act professional and unaffected. A small gasp escaped her when Michael grazed her lips with the slick blunt head of his shaft. Her tongue unconsciously darting out to lick and taste the unanticipated intrusion, her mind trying to wrap around the fact that he was really doing this. The fingers he wrapped behind her neck prevented her from jerking away with shock until he was done, her huge blue eyes locked with his belligerent blue greys while he painted her lips with the proof of his arousal. When he took control of her hands, wrapping one around his cock and pressing the other tightly against her tingling center, she admitted to herself she wanted it all. She had to try and hold back though or Michael would take everything she relinquished and more. She just needed to remember why that was such a bad idea. Her fingers looked so small wrapped around the thick veiny rod, held in place under Michaels strong hold. She used her thumb to trace over his mushroomed head, gliding in the clear beads of liquid before working downward. Just under the sensitive ridge was the spot she wanted. Rubbing over the collection of nerves to tease. Michaels fingers on her sex were driving her mad, he used her own fingers to tease and taunt. When one of his thick fingers forced one of her slight ones into her weeping entrance her hips bucked. She knew he now could feel the humiliating responses of her body. Her pussy practically quivered around their fingers when he inquired if she would jerk a man off or let him fuck her like a whore. He spoke as if he knew exactly how often she had avoided or talked her way out of situations where men had tried to get her into bed. Dakota had learnt early on, that by faking ignorance and acting as if she wasnt the least affected by their advances,she almost always had them backing down. Michael wasnt giving her a single chance to deny her body's responses to him. He was confronting her, seemingly determined to get her to confess to every sinful thought to enter her mind. Trying to control her quaking voice, she softly answered a few of the questions, at least the ones she recalled, she was having a very hard time concentrating on the interview at all by now. Licking her lips and trying to moisten her dry mouth, she again tasted Michaels salty arousal. She shook her head a little, trying to clear her thoughts, but with one hand tightly fisted around Michaels bulging cock, and the other pressed between her legs, it was almost impossible. No...no, not completely innocent... One of Michael's fingers grazed over her clit sending a fiery bolt of pleasure deep into her hot quivering cunt. unhhh ohmyg...Michael! Whimpering, every muscle in her body tightened, her fist unconsciously squeezing around Michaels cock and her hips lifting, needing more. After a few seconds, she regained a little control, mortified that he already had her practically begging... for everyone to hear. What was he doing to her, she felt out of control. Dakota cleared her throat, as if the distressed whimpering had been nothing more than an irritating tickle. I..I think most people would say Im...I mean.. she stammered, she could barely think, let alone challenge Michael in this battle of wills he had started. Maybe...maybe I should just show you instead the whispered declaration barely audible. Looking up into his eyes, she bent forward, a tiny groan escaping just before she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around Michaels engorged length. Hot, wet bliss engulfed his bulbous head, teasing his fat cockhead and following her hand as she stroked downwards to his root. Her tongue pressed his length tightly against the roof of her mouth, her lips having to stretch around his thick girth. He was thick and she already felt an ache in her jaw. Her eyes closed, the images of his shocking statements enticing her to suck harder. She wanted every inch of his rock hard cock just as he had described, but she knew shouldnt give in. Her pussy was soaking their combined fingers and it wouldnt be long before he had her begging and pleading him to fuck her, to stuff her tight young cunny full of his stiff shaft, until he sent her screaming over the edge, filling her full of hot thick seed. Her last hope was that she could get him to cum in her mouth, then maybe he would stop the interview...having gotten what he wanted. With this in mind, she slowly sucked his cock up and down. Her fingers moving from his base to cup and squeeze Michaels heavy cum filled balls with her dainty hand, her fingernails scratching lightly over the thick skin. Working her mouth along his shaft, she felt his head lodge into the back of her throat and swallowed. She fought to relax once he was piercing the depths of her throat. Her stomach muscles jerking, Dakota was gagging slightly and drooling all over his cock but she almost made it to the very root before she had to pull back gasping. Thin strings of her spit and his precum mixing to hang from his cock to her lips. Her hand easily stroked him while she tried to catch her breath and looked up into his eyes. See Michael...not entirely innocent