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A Heated Celebrity Cruise

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Previously, these three chapters were published under user name vicvitale as individual stories.

This was a big mistake as it ruined the continuity of the overall story.

So, to help remedy our grave error, we now present this erotic tale of celebrity fucking as one continuing story with three separate celebrities, all by original author under his own user name.


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While on a celebrity cruise sponsored by the television network, a camera man not only rubs elbows with some of the biggest stars on television, he also gets to rub the hot pussies of three of the network's most famous female celebrities.

Would you believe Meredith Veiera, Christina Ferrare, and Katie Couric? Here's Jack's story:

Balling Meredith, Christina and Katie

Not too long ago, the television network I work for as a camera man, sponsored a week long, all expenses paid cruise for all it's New York employees and their spouses.

For seven days and nights, I not only got to socialize with all the network big-wigs, I also got to have a drink or two with some of the biggest stars on television, and I'm not talking Pat Sajak, Alex Trebek and Tom Bergeron. I'm talking females only, hot older babes like Christina Ferrare, Meredith Veiera and Katie Couric. All three of these hot babes were more than happy to spend some very happy times with this thirty-year old camera man.

And when I say happy times, I'm not just talking about drinks served during happy hour. I'm talking about making our own happy hour once the bars closed. The first time it happened, it was just past one in the morning with the first day of our celebrity cruise coming to a close. I was holding out for as long as I could.

One more drink, I told myself as I sat by myself at the bar. Luckily, I wasn't the only one not wanting this happy day to end. A lovely woman known to many television viewers, felt exactly the same as me.

"Hi Jack! Want some company?" I heard a female voice and my head turned quickly, That's when I saw the smiling face of Meredith Veiera, the older, but still quite beautiful television hostess. "I couldn't sleep either," she said while sitting down, telling me her husband was fast asleep inside their cabin.

So, with her spouse in a deep state of slumber, and a eager camera guy still looking to party, it was a perfect chance for a horny single guy to test the celebrity waters, so to speak. Would she or wouldn't she was the question I mulled in my head as I ordered the older lady a drink, then watched as Ms. Veiera sat down on the stool right next to me. As she did, her short skirt slid back to her ass, in the process, showing off her nice bare thighs.

"So, tell me, Jack? Is it true that you're single?" she asked with a very sly grin while I grinned with lust at the sweet thigh flesh she was showing off so willingly. It amazed me how nice her legs were for a woman her age, which I already knew was around sixty.

When I told her she was right, her sly smile became even broader before she took a few sips from her brandy snifter. Right after, she polished it off in one big gulp.

"How nice!" she said while sliding off the bar stool. "C'mon, Jack! Let's go for a walk!" she said and I happily agreed, still not suspecting the celebrated Meredith Veiera wanted much more than a moonlight stroll with a younger guy still wondering about the celebrity waters. I'd find out soon enough that the married lady wanted much more than I ever hoped for. The fact is, Ms. Veiera wanted to fuck, but her man for fucking was fast asleep. The tired husband would be fucking no one that night. I would.

I'd be fucking his celebrated wife.

"Want to sit on one of those lounges?" she asked just five minutes into our walk.

"We can," I answered, still not realizing what she wanted. It never occurred to me that a supposedly happily married woman, and a celebrity of her stature, would be brazen enough to want a sexual tryst with her husband so close.

As soon as we sat down, I got my first real clue when her bare leg touched my hairy leg and she left it there. Right after, her arm came around my waist and her head came to rest on my shoulder. When I asked what she was doing, Meredith told me, but not by speaking.

Moist parted lips and a meaty tongue can speak volumes to a guy especially slow in picking up things. It says that a woman's very eager to pursue a heated tryst. In Meredith's case, the sixty-year old married babe was considerably eager for such an affair with the single thirty-year old guy.

Right after her very heated kiss, the married lady moved quickly. In one swift move, Meredith fell onto her back, tugged her short skirt back and spread open her long shapely legs. That's when I saw she wore no panties. That's when I wanted to say: Hey, Meredith! You're another man's wife! You shouldn't be doing this with me! But, the sad truth is, I didn't say any of that I just looked down at the woman's furry bush and thought of nothing but the delicious cunt right before my eyes.

If the wife of another man, and a celebrity of renown, wanted to show me her beautiful horny cunt, who was I to stop her? Besides, I was just as drunk and just as horny as she. No, I didn't think of her spouse or stature in a time of lust. I thought of me, a man without scruples who wouldn't think twice about fucking Meredith Veiera, the highly acclaimed star of network television, and a lovely lady known to mullions of viewers.

So, in a swift move of my own, my face moved to the coziness of Meredith's smooth meaty thighs and my mouth pressed to an area normally reserved for one man alone.

Almost instantly, my tongue darted out and it started licking the wet juicy folds of the married star's pussy. Her reaction was one I never expected. She became wild. Her long beautiful legs wrapped tightly around me and her sweet soft ass lifted up off the lounge with her cunt rubbing my mouth.

"Eat me! Oh, God! Eat me!" she yelled with her head thrashing from side to side and her body moving up and down. What else could I do but give the cheating married cunt exactly what she wanted. I licked and sucked on Meredith Veiera 's cunt until I felt her soft delicious ass tremble inside my hands, tasted her delicious pussy juice on my tongue. She had cum.

It was over. No, it wasn't.

Meredith loved me eating her. But like all women, a pussy lick is never enough for one so hot. Meredith wanted it all with me. Her legs loosened and I knelt up between them. Looking down, I could see her gasping for breath. I could also see her arm lifting off the lounge with her hand reaching for what bulged between my legs. The next thing I knew, the cheating wife was rubbing my dick as she hastily tugged at my fly. For some reason, this bothered me and I had second thoughts.

"You'd better go back to your cabin," I told her, but Meredith had no intention of returning to her husband's bed. She opened my zipper and reached inside. Suddenly, my cock was out and she was up off her back. What happened next was beyond any man's comprehension. The woman gripped my ass with one hand while her other hand grasped my hard dick.

"Go?" she asked while staring at me. "Oh no, Jack! I don't think I'm going anywhere! I want a cock, and I want yours!"

Before I could stop the insistent woman, her mouth came around my dick and she started sucking on it just like many married women have sucked on my cock.

And on this night, my reaction was exactly the same as it was with those other cheating babes. If a woman wants to blow me, another guy's wife or not, celebrity or not, I let the hot horny bitch blow me no matter who she is or where we are.

Under the moonlight, and out of view from anyone, Meredith Veiera's lips and tongue performed incredible magic on my cock. She licked its hard head while her head bobbed up and down and her wet lips glided nicely along the long stiff shaft. The woman's blowjob was so good; I could have easily cum inside her sucking mouth.

The truth is, Meredith wouldn't have stopped me from depositing my juicy hot load into her mouth. I knew that because she told me so.

"Uhmmm, uhmmm! I just love your big beautiful cock, young Jack! Uhmmmm. You can cum if you want! I just love cum inside my mouth, and I'd especially like yours! Uhmmmm! I would!"

I could have, but I didn't want to cum inside Meredith's mouth. Maybe I'd cum there another time, but certainly not then. Fucking this incredibly hot woman was certainly much more important than having her taste the juice she said she loved.

"Oh no, babe! I just gotta fuck you!"

"Then fuck me! Fuck me now!"

Still on the lounge, I grasped Meredith's long shapely legs behind her knees and spread them open all the way. With her eyes closed, she brought them back to her head as my cock nudged her wet cunt lips. At that point, I could feel her long slim legs coming around my back and tighten. I could feel my cock easing its way into her warm wet pussy.

As her legs tightened, she felt what she wanted to feel, my cock moving all the way inside a horny cunt very eager to be consumed. Happily, Meredith took it all with a loud gasp and a soft sigh. Her legs tightened and her arms came around me too. As we started to fuck, the two of us stared into each other's eyes, moving our bodies with our mouths and lips just inches apart. We had to speak.

"I . . . I love doing this!"

"Me . . . me too, baby! Me too!"

With Meredith's hot body moving rapidly beneath mine, cumming for me was swift and damn good. It was good for the eager Meredith too. So good, she insisted on doing something else before we called it a night and headed back to our cabins.

On the way there, Meredith decided she wasn't quite though for the evening. The horny wife wanted to fuck again, and she wanted it in the most dangerous of places, the corridor just outside her stateroom.

"You're kidding?"

Meredith didn't answer. She wrapped her arms around me, pressed her wet lips to mine and leaped into my arms. The next thing I knew, my cock somehow found its way into her pussy and we were actually fucking against the wall where her husband was sleeping soundly. God only knows how the man didn't wake up. We sure weren't very quiet, and we sure as shit didn't go unnoticed.

A steward came walking down the corridor and the poor guy got the shock of his life. Shock, however, soon turned to joy for the guy who didn't see any reason to stop watching two tourists fucking in public. He didn't move and he didn't make a sound. He just stood there quietly enjoying the sight of the very horny woman cumming to orgasm after orgasm. Not that I blamed the guy. Watching Meredith Veiera fuck was almost as good as actually fucking her. The guy enjoyed the show, and I enjoyed being an active part of it.

Meredith, however, wasn't nearly as thrilled as we were.

"What the fuck are you looking at, you Goddamn pervert?" she asked the guy when her legs closed and eyes opened.

"Sorry! Sorry!" the shaken guy said as he scooted off down the corridor.

The next morning at breakfast, that same guy, as well as many other guys, all kept staring at the woman sitting at a table filled with many other celebrities. I suspected by their sly grins, this one particular celebrity was the topic of conversation throughout the entire ship. Later, while I sat alone at the bar, a steward approached me.

"Excuse me, sir! I have a question if you don't mind."

"Sure! What is it?"

"That lady from last night? She is a big star and the wife of another?"

I grinned slyly, satisfying the man's curiosity.

He grinned. "You sir, are very lucky man."

Indeed I was. At least for one night I was. Sadly, Meredith Veiera and I never got together again. Apparently, one hot fuck was enough to stratify the older lady. Once she got what she wanted from me, the big star dumped me like a ton of bricks.

That's okay. Many fish filled the sea.

Singles Bar Pickup

Sadly, my sex with Meredith Veiera was only the one time and when it ended, the married Meredith left me as quickly as she found me. Happily though, my good fortune continued when I ran into someone whose show I'd taped many times, and whose face and body had gotten me stiff many times over.

At sixty-four, Christina Ferrare was four years older, but no less beautiful than the lady whose pussy I'd enjoyed a few nights earlier. Whether or not I'd have the same good fortune with the celebrated former super model I didn't know for sure when I entered the singles bar lounge to see if I could score with someone my own age.

It was just past ten when I was perusing the singles scene looking for some hot young pussy. So, with plenty of babes to choose from, I looked towards the bar and an older couple caught my eye.

She was looking around at all the single kids while he was yawning over his beer. What someone their age was doing at the ship's singles bar, I had no idea? They were obviously older than everyone else and they were obviously married. Despite her incredibly youthful good looks, they just didn't fit in.

At least, her husband didn't.

If the very attractive Christina Ferrare were there alone, she'd have no trouble getting hit on by all the younger guys looking to get laid with a beautiful older woman. In a tight silk blouse and a long skirt slit at the side, the sexy MILF was hot enough to pass for a younger babe even though she was already sixty-four-years old and the mother of four grown children.

After calling me over to say hello, Christina told me with her sweet and cutesy smile that she and her husband had come to the lounge because she wanted to see the singles bar everyone was talking about.

All he said was that he was very tired and wanted to go to sleep. His wife said she wasn't tired and that she wanted to dance even though her husband said he wanted to leave. Guess what? Her husband left the lounge and his young looking wife stayed to dance with the horny camera man on the prowl for hot pussy, young or otherwise.

After two fast dances, I bought a club soda for the attractive woman who said she didn't touch liquor. After a tight-hugging slow dance, she surprised me by asking for a glass of white wine. While drinking that first glass and then asking for another, we talked until another slow dance started. That's when sweet Christina took my hand and led me out onto the crowded dance floor. That's also when our relationship changed forever.

The slightly high Christina hugged me very close with both her arms around my shoulders and her warm body pressing tightly against mine.

"I really like this!" she whispered into my ear, her warm breath instantly intoxicating me into a lustful high.

"Me too, Christina!" I sighed, my erotic mind already working overtime.

"I feel so terribly young holding you like this," she said with her wet open mouth pressed to my face cheek. "It's making me feel so very, very horny? I hope you don't mind, Jack honey? It's been so long since I've felt This horny with any man."

Before I could respond to the former super model's provocative statement, Christina's wet mouth moved from my cheek to my lips, preventing me from saying anything. Then, as the other dancers all crowded up against us, Christina's wet lips parted and her long meaty tongue came surging into my mouth for a hot searing kiss.

Seeing it was another guy's wife I was holding, and seeing her husband wasn't all that far away, I had some serious reservations about dry-humping the famous television hostess in a public place with so many others all around us.

As it turned out, the horny Christina had no reservations at all about what we should do in a public place. It was She who did the ass grabbing and She who pressed her belly to my hard cock for some serious dry humping of her own. When the dance came to a sorrowful end, she stopped kissing me, but still held me close.

"I shouldn't be saying this to you, Jack honey, but I'm so very, very horny," she repeated with her belly moving from side to side against my big hard cock. "I really should go back to my husband now."

"Yeah, you should!" I played the nice guy.

The only thing was, Christina didn't want the nice guy. She had one of those sleeping inside her state room.

"But he's up there sleeping without a single solitary thought for me, his very, very horny wife."

Being a gentleman, I gave Christina every chance to go. "You should, Ms. Ferrare. You really should!" I said, but didn't want the hot piece going anywhere. So, to help show her that, my hand slipped inside the slit of her knee-length skirt where it touched the insides of her velvety smooth thighs, making the lady shiver in place.

"I . . . I know I should go!" she whispered seductively. "But I want sex right now, but how can I have sex with someone who's way too tired to fuck his hot, horny wife?"

As it turned out, what happened on the dance floor turned out to be mild compared to what happened inside my state room.

Inside the room, it was no longer the sweet goody-goody Christina Ferrare I knew from the past. It was now the hot Christina Ferrare, the incredible wild lady of the present and hopefully, well into my future.

"I need your cock badly!" she told me before pressing her mouth to mine and her belly to the cock she said she needed. "I need you to fuck me with it!" she said in between her short impetuous kisses. "Did you hear me, Jack honey? I said I want your cock!"

"You got it, baby!" I said all I could say at the moment. The next thing I knew, her tongue was hungrily grasping for my tongue and sucking it right back into her mouth. At the same time, she was unzipping my pants and reaching inside.

"Oh, yes, Jack! This is it, honey! I want it! I want it!" she said with my cock inside her hand, jerking on it wildly while resuming with her torrid mouth-sucking kisses.

While all of this was going on, I got my hands under her skirt and under Christina's panties, tugging them around her nice soft ass. Right after, my fingers went between her legs for a feel of the hostess' moist and juicy pussy.

Once there, I rubbed her clit and rubbed her cunt lips, exciting the blonde even more than before. Her lower body started moving wildly to my probing fingers, going back and forth like she was already fucking. While this hot movement was going on, her panties couldn't help but drop to the floor, giving me free access to hot Christina's very hot pussy.

As two of my fingers penetrated her cunt, twisting and turning deep inside her very hot body, the woman's mouth and hand went totally out of control too. She started chewing on my lips and tongue, while at the same time, her hand moved at a rapid pace, jerking me off so hard, I thought she'd break the damn thing off.

Happily, my dick didn't break in two like I feared. It was still hard and stable as it found its way into her wet pussy right after we toppled over onto the bed. Once there, Christina's long tanned legs spread wide with me on top of her hot sweaty body.

Then, as the mother of four and I continued to kiss passionately, my big hard dick slid easily between her mushy cunt lips and into her eager wet pussy. Right after that, her long legs and arms wrapped tightly around my body and we started doing what she wanted to do with her much older husband, but couldn't. The old man was sleeping instead of fucking his hot horny wife.

"Oh, yes!" she sighed while moving her lower body with mine. "Fuck me, sweet Jack! Fuck me!" Ms. Ferrare yelled into my ear. "Give me your cock and fuck me! I'm so horny! I need your cock so bad! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she screamed and fucked, fucked and screamed, screamed and fucked.

What can I say? Her husband's a fool. The guy liked his beer and he liked to sleep. So what if his wife liked cock and she liked to fuck. Besides, I liked fucking his wife, and guess what? Married or not, co-worker or not, celebrity TV star or not,, I'd fuck the hot horny bitch anytime she wanted.
Right after Christina's body exploded in orgasm, and my cock erupted come inside her pussy, I lifted my body off of hers and stood up. Even with her eyes closed, she still had her long shapely legs spread wide open with her long slim arms back behind her head.

The older mother looked very sexy in that very provocative position. So much so, I grabbed my cock and started to jerk off while gazing down at the beautiful woman I'd just fucked. In no time, my dick was big and stiff. Sensing what I was doing, her eyes opened wide and she saw what I was showing off so proudly.

"You know something, Jack? You have a real handsome dick there!" she said while reaching out her hand. "Help me up!" she said and I did. Suddenly, Christina was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring right at the big handsome dick right by her pretty face.

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking that I really liked having it deep inside me, fucking me as you did" she said while taking my dick into her hand.

"Is that all?"

"No! I also like doing This!" she said while one of her hands gave a gentle caress to my balls, and her other hand began to stroke my dick like she really liked what she was doing. While doing This, she looked up at me with a smile on a face and a lusty look in her pretty blue eyes.

Even then, I already knew what the famous lady was about to do to me, the thought alone almost made me come inside her hand.

Because of who she was, I was having a great deal of difficulty imagining myself getting a blowjob from, of all people, the widely popular Christina Ferrare. Something like that was incomprehensible to even imagine, let alone really happen in real life. Yet, amazingly, it did!

As she leaned forward, her tongue darted out and she began to lick the hard head as well as the shaft. Clearly, sucking cock wasn't new to her. The woman had done it before, I thought as her lips joined her tongue in the successful stimulation of my growing dick.

In no time, her head was bobbing up and down on my dick while my held onto the side of her head, my fingers slithering through her short blonde hair while she sucked me off with total abandonment.

Oh, yeah! There was no doubt about it! The sucking lady was definitely no beginner when it came to sucking cock.

Sweet goody-goody or not, noted television celebrity or not, this lovely lady had definitely sucked a cock or two before she sucked on mine, a fact that was very hard to believe given her sweet and wholesome fairy tale image.

Christ! You just never know.

"Uhmmmm, ohh, uhmmmmmmm!"

"Mmm, you're good, Christina baby!" I told her, prompting her to stop her ferocious sucking before I let go into her mouth. "Damn good!"

"Yeah, I know! I'm very good at this, but I never get to do it anymore. My husband just doesn't have time for me. Do you have time for me, Jack honey? Would you like me sucking on your cock both day and night?"

"Oh, yeah, babe! You can do me anytime!"

"Oh, I will, Jack baby! I will! I will!"

"Oh, God! Oh, God!"

"Uhmmmmmm, mmmmmm!"

The next thing I knew, my cock was back inside Christina's mouth with her tongue doing circles and her wet lips gliding up and down my pulsating shaft. She was damn good at blowing me, but could I come inside her sucking mouth?

She was still a sweet woman, a babe just perfect for Disneyland. I never dreamed she'd take my come inside her mouth until she did.

I let loose with a load that not only filled her mouth, it dribbled out of her mouth and onto her chin. To my amazement, that wild act of lust didn't faze Christina one bit. Like the true cock-sucker she was, she licked it all up while gazing up at me with an innocent, yet seductive look in her eyes.

"I Am good!" she said before lying down on the bed with her legs spread wide open again. "Now come and fuck me again. Mrs. Goody-Goody wants to fuck again. She wants more of your big hard cock inside her very hot pussy!"

At this point, it was hard to imagine things getting any wilder than they already were, but they did. As the head of my cock nudged her wet cunt lips, Christina's long legs came around my body and she sucked my cock right back into her very hot pussy. Then, as I started moving my body, Snow White started moving hers, fucking for me like no woman had ever fucked for me, and that included the very hot celebrity who fucked for me a few days earlier.

As if on a mission, I fucked Christina until she came again, then continued fucking the hot piece of ass until she came again. Only when she lay gasping for breath and absolutely still, did I figure she was through. At this point, I gave her cunt my last load of the night and collapsed over onto her shaking body. Another television star and I were at last done fucking. Could one man be so lucky?

Christina thanked me for a memorable night and asked me to be a swell guy and forget it ever happened. While it was a wonderful experience for both, what we did was a one-time thing, never to be done or talked of again. She was, after all, the happily married good girl whose spotless reputation could never be blemished.

Being a swell guy and a gentleman, I gladly agreed with Christina's request and forgot for the time being the intense passionate sex I once shared with a super model and celebrated television star.

The sex was forgotten for the moment, but not forever. There was still the matter of the small video camera installed inside my cabin. With later viewing, I'll be reminded of all that Christina wanted me to forget.

Who knows? Perhaps Christina could be reminded of it as well at a later date.

Meredith never made it to my room, therefore, was never captured on video in the throes of orgasmic Heaven. That's something I'll have to work on once we're back home. Who knows? Perhaps once was not enough for the very hot star?

Porn For Katie

Putting Meredith and Christine aside, while on that same cruise, I found myself sharing a dinner table with five others, one of them being the sexy and vibrant Katie Couric. After dinner, once the other people left for their own night's enjoyment, Ms. Couric and I stayed together to enjoy an after dinner brandy while we chatted about things in general, mostly the network.

After the third brandy, the talk became looser and a bit more risqué with the lovely talk show hostess. Much to my surprise, she started using more four letter words than I figured she knew. Not that I cared. Hearing the super sweet fifty-seven year old bundle of joy using dirty talk, easily became an instant turn.

Eventually, the subject of porn came up and how prevalent it was on the Internet. Ms. Couric didn't bring up the subject. I did. The fact is, I was feeling out the older, yet very attractive woman for a sexual liaison later on in the night. I'm happy to say, she fell for my line of bullshit hook, line and sinker.

"Are there really that many? Gosh! I've never even seen one!"

By then, my cock was bulging hard just from talking to the petite, but nicely shaped television star. Having Ms. Couric alone inside my cabin while the two of us surfed the net for porn, could only do more for a cock eager for some hot old pussy. That's why I made my next bold move. I invited the former anchor back to my cabin.

"Sure! Why the fuck not?" she said just before ordering another brandy for each of us. "If what you say is true about all this porn, I better make sure I have enough liquor inside me. Just let me go to my cabin and change my clothes."

Ten minutes later, she walked into my cabin wearing a short skirt, a tight blouse, and no stockings covering her tanned shapely legs. Having discarded the more formal dinner wear, she now looked hot for fucking in much sexier clothes.

Before she arrived, I logged on to my favorite web site. The stage was set for the seduction when she knocked on the door.

This method of seduction is tried and true. All Ms. Couric had to do was look at a few pictures and nature would take the inevitable course. She'd be so aroused by seeing people fucking and ladies sucking, she'll insist on seeing more. And when she did, the turned on Katie won't stop there.

Television celebrity or not, she'll be sucking and fucking just like the ladies on the screen, as well as the two celebrities or fucked and sucked before her. All this guy had to do was get the ball rolling.

Have a seat!" I told the lovely lady while I sat in front of the monitor showing a couple engaged in a doggy-style fuck. Having taken the bait, Katie quickly obliged by sitting down on the bed right next to where the computer was sitting on the desk. Her eyes zoomed in on that picture, then the next, and the many, many that followed. All the shots showed people fucking in every which way. Every one of them getting her erotic attention.

"Wow! I don't believe this! People are actually screwing right on your computer screen!" she said while crossing and uncrossing, then crossing her beautiful tanned legs again. By then, I wasn't looking at the monitor anymore.

Katie's nicely tanned nice legs looked even better. I even loved the perspiration rolling down her forehead as she squirmed her cute little ass on the bed. She was almost there. It was time to take the older, but hot looking lady one step closer to performing instead of watching.

"It's hard to see from there. Why don't you sit in my lap for a better view," I used the line I'd used successfully many times before. Not this time.

The big star hesitated. She wasn't quite ready to be trapped inside my web of lust.

"Hmm, I don't know, Mr. Vitale! Can I trust you not to get fresh with me?"

"Of course you can!" I said, lying through my teeth. I could already feel my cock rubbing against her soft ass; I could already feel her soft smooth thighs on my eager hands. "Just sit in my lap and we'll watch the action together. There's much, much more to show you. Trust me, Ms. Couric! You'll love what you see."

Katie got up from the bed and stood next to me, her arm draping the back of the chair. Sadly for me, that's where she stayed. Despite her high state of arousal, it was apparent she was reluctant to take the next step into my web of impropriety. My lap was an area she just couldn't go.

"That's okay! I'll just stand!" she told me and I didn't push the issue. If she really wanted to, she'll come around on her own terms.

The next image brought her closer to coming around. It was a movie file showing a very attractive blonde sucking wildly on a guy's very big cock.

It was quick, but it did the trick. She moved from behind the chair and stood next to me again, her arm now draping my shoulder. Her heavy breathing told me she really liked what she was seeing.

"My God! Would you look at the size of that thing!" she exclaimed, then got a big disappointment. The two-minute video ended abruptly. "What happened? Where is it? I wanna see more!"

Not a problem! I set the computer to slide show mode and the blowjob video played over and over, completely capturing the horny woman's erotic attention.

Katie watched and watched, totally oblivious to my arm draping her soft hips, then my hand rubbing her soft ass right through her short skirt. When her lower body started moving to my rubbing fingers, I took the next bold step. My hand slid down her ass to the edge of her skirt where it slipped underneath. Suddenly, I was rubbing her bare outer thigh.

At this point, I expected a negative reaction, but I didn't get it. Katie let me rub her bare upper leg without a word of resistance. She even let me coax her to a place she said she didn't want to go.

"Sit down, baby!"

"Okay, Mr. Vitale! Okay!"

Just like that, a woman twenty-seven years older than me, and a television celebrity known to millions, was sitting in my lap with my hands now rubbing the woman's bare outer thighs and my hard cock rubbing against her nice soft ass.

Needless to say, Katie couldn't ignore what was happening either. "We really shouldn't be doing this!" she said, but didn't stop me from dry humping her ass and playing with her legs. "We can get into an awful lot of trouble if we don't stop now! You know that, don't you?"

"Of course!"

Happily, Katie didn't stop now. She went even further. Her ass rubbed more briskly on my cock like she loved the feel of it on her body. She even parted her beautiful legs for me, telling me it was all right to move my hands between them, so I did.

They touched the smoothness of her inner thighs and I rubbed them gently before spreading her smooth legs even further apart. And since she didn't stop me from doing that, I figured she'd changed her mind. Stopping was impossible and getting into trouble wasn't such a bad thing after all. I soon found I was totally right when Katie turned her head to look at me.

"I really want to stop! God knows I do!" she said with her wet mouth edging closer to mine. "I should stop!" she said, then kissed my mouth.

In the next few minutes, Katie's lips parted and her tongue ate my tongue in an intense display of incredible passion. If she really wanted to stop, you'd never know it. That's why I made my next daring move. My hand went for her crotch and I started rubbing Katie's pussy right through her wet panties. That was all it took to take her over the edge.

"Oh, Mr. Vitale! I can't stop! I need you to fuck me! Please fuck me!"

Showing how anxious she really was, the television lady leaped to her feet and raised her short skirt up to her waist. Then, as I watched with bated breath, Katie Couric grasped the lining of her panties and gave them a tug, shimmying them down her beautiful legs and off her gorgeous body.

With her bare ass now facing me, I reached out and squeezed her cheeks, letting my fingers slide between them for a touch of her wet pussy. As I did, the very aroused Katie turned her head to look at me. Her pouting lips and lusty eyes told me she wanted more than just a finger-fuck. She wanted to sit in my lap with my hard cock buried deep inside her eager pussy.

"I want it, Mr. Vitale!" she said so I wasted no time in giving the eager lady what she wanted. In one swift move, I took my cock out and eased Katie's body down onto mine. It was time for a first name basis.

"Call me Jack!"

"Oh, yes, Jack! Yes!" she sighed it slipped between her two cheeks and into her wet and loose pussy. "Oh, God! God!" Katie groaned loudly while bouncing her body up and down, my stiff dick rubbing the walls of her more than anxious pussy. "Fuck me, Jack! Fuck me! Keep fucking me!"

The former news anchor cried out as I fingered her clit and fed her my cock. It was great, but too fast. We both came quickly and collapsed in a heap of exhaustion right after. I had fucked another big television star wife thanks to some really good porn sites and a very receptive woman. Several minutes after Katie's body exploded in orgasm, she stood up and turned to face me.

The look on her face said she wasn't sorry for having a sexual liaison with a younger man not quite on her social level. The fact is, it told me she was quite pleased with what she'd done and that she wanted to do even more with him. A few seconds later, Katie did exactly that.

As I sat in the desk chair, my limp cock hanging down in front of me, she knelt down on the floor and took that cock into her hand. When I asked her what she was doing, Ms. Katie Couric just smiled.

"What does it look like I'm doing? You conned me into coming here to look at dirty pictures. You knew they'd excite enough to fuck for you. And now that I've spread my legs for you, you have the colossal gall to ask what I'm doing?"

"Well, yeah!"

"Well yeah? I'll tell you well yeah! I'm sucking your cock, that's what I'm doing! Don't you want me doing that too?"

I didn't answer, nor did Katie say another word. She just took my cock into her mouth and sucked on it like she and I had been lovers for years. The lady licked and she sucked, not stopping until my cock was big and hard and ready for even more hot sex for the celebrity and the camera man.

From then on, there was no need to use the computer anymore. Katie was fully primed and ready for anything I wanted to do with her. She didn't need to be coaxed to the bed where I ate her pussy; she didn't have to be talked into the doggie style position necessary for the ass fuck I wanted to give her. The one time news anchor did all those things because she wanted to.

"Mmmm, ohhhhh! I love having my pussy eaten!" she told me while on her back with those tanned legs spread wide open. "I'd like it even better if your cock was inside my mouth. Why don't you do that, Jack baby! Get on top of me and stick your big hard cock inside my mouth!"

A request like that could not be refused.

So, my cock filed Katie's mouth while my mouth feasted on the lady's very tasty, not to mention, very horny pussy. The lady sucked while the lady came. She came, not because of the dirty pictures that had gotten her into just the right mood. She did so because of the tongue licking on her very swollen clitoris, and very puffed up cunt lips.

The pictures merely got her started. Her own willingness took her the rest of the way. Once the trip began, there was no finish for the older lady who asked if she could trust the younger man.

"I want it in the ass! Can you do that, Jack baby! Can you fuck Katie's real hot ass!"

My cock was tired and incapable of coming, but it was still hard enough to grant the lady's request.

"Sure, baby! If that's what you want!"

"That's what I want! I want it in the ass!"

The details of the ass fuck are not important. We've all read more ass fucking stories than we should have. Everyone knows the details. My words of description are no better or worse. What is important is who's getting her fine ass reamed. She's neither my girlfriend nor my wife. She's a well known television star. I ass-fucked a big celebrity after she blew me and after I fucked her cunt as well.

I did all those things, not by normal methods, but by using deception. I tricked the celebrated Katie Couric into opening her legs and mouth for me. Katie should have been upset with me, but she wasn't.

She shouldn't have come back for more the next night, but she did. She came while Meredith and Christina didn't. They stayed with their husbands who probably didn't screw them like I did. Too bad.

End

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From the author

I am Jack Vitale, writer of erotic fiction. My work is hot and graphic. These erotic tales featuring celebrities and characters taken from television and movies, are by no means true. Let me stress that point!

These stories are fictional fantasies from a mind so lurid, no one is off bounds. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. By no means did we intend any disrespect for the ladies engaged in lurid sex and speaking obscenely. Hopefully, all those women will enjoy, and possibly be aroused by the naughty story we've written especially for them.
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