Fuc'd TV (open)

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Jonathan smiled at his leading lady. She looked perfect, wearing a robe that stopped above her thigh and very little else. She also had on a wig that was full of hair curlers, so that the "reveal" would be that much more shocking.

"Now, you know the routine, right? The cameras are hidden throughout the house on this one. I'll be upstairs with the crew. The UPS guy will show up to drop of the package. You'll invite him in for a drink, and from there, it's magic. But make sure he doesn't see it coming ok?"

Connie nodded and Jonothan smiled as he took her chin in his hands and kissed her passionately.

"Good girl. Any questions?"
 
Connie

"I've got it, Jonathan. But I look so frumpy in this wig. Can't I just seduce him being my sexy self? Especially for our first show. I want people to see me as an irresistably sexy woman. I thought that was why you hired me, dear."

Connie leaned forward so Jonathan could see the swell of her breasts. She wondered if she might be able to seduce her Executive Producer. Maybe they ought to film that.

Jonathan was handsome, wealthy, and powerful - all aphrodisiacs for Connie. Although Connie didn't really need aphrodisiacs. She loved sex. She especially loved public or semi-public sex. The thrill of possibly being watched added to the thrill of the sex. She was a natural for "Fuc'd TV". Just thinking of thousands of viewers watching her sexual seductions made her hot.

"I guess I'm ready if you and the crew are ready. Let's get this show on the road!"
 
Jonathan Walker

He grinned and winked at her, "How's this, Connie dear...you can start off with the wig, and then take it off for the seduction?"

He looked directly into one of the hidden cameras, behind a potted plant, and reached out to place a hand under his star's robe and stroke one of her perfect breasts.

Jonathan moved his head in close and whispered in her ear, "If you do this, I'll let you chose your next costume, and even your next victim, no questions asked."
 
Connie

Jonathan's hand felt so good on Connie's breast, she almost forgot that he was her boss. He was such a sexy man.

"I'll do anything you say," Connie replied breathlessly. She arched her back, pressing her tit flesh more firmly against Jonathan's hand. She was sure he could feel her hard, erect nipple. Connie wondered if he realized how hot and horny she really was.

She was ready for a seduction, ready to be watched, ready to be filmed, ready to be fucked.

"Is the UPS man on his way, dear?"
 
Jonathan

The producer smiled at his star's words. He would have to give her a bonus later. For now, he simply toyed with her nipple and bit her neck. He could linger only for a moment though...the scene wasn't set up for the UPS man to walk in on the two of them having sex...that could be a later thought though...

Jonathan kissed Connie once on the mouth before saying, "Yes, dear. If he follows the normal schedual, he should be here in no more than half an hour. I have to go upstairs now." He stroked her cheek and smiled, "Do a good job for me, and this show will run forever."

He then turned and went upstairs to check on the equipment and to watch the monitors.
 
Connie

After Jonathan left, Connie fixed herself a drink. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. The wig did make her look rather frumpy. But overall she was still a very sexy woman. She could see herself as the housewife in sexy dreams of any UPS man. She hoped this one was a sexy hunk himself.

Connie sat on the couch to wait for her "Special Delivery". She hoped her wait would not be too long.
 
Angela Stevens

I was ready to get this show on the road. all day I had been running around trying to get the crew ready. being an assistant to this director was almost as difficalt as directing.

The crew was in their places and so were all the cameras. I made a check on one of the cams in plant making sure it was lined up just right and giving a little wave into it.

Quickle I rushed back to the sound guys making sure their gear was ready to go and working. then off to my hiding spot upstairs next to Jonathan at the monitors.

"All is ready down stairs and up. i just made the rounds. Anything else i could do?" I felt like my words were spinning. My heart raced as this was my fist major show since film school.
 
Jonathan

The executive producer/director smiled as his beautiful assistant entered the room. He sensed her nervousness and patted her hand. He toyed briefly with the idea of making her the target of an episode, but chenged his mind quickly. As far as he was concerned, any sex within the cast that was videotaped was for the personal entertainment of those involved.

He looked at his watch. The UPS man was late, but not disasterously so. Hopefully he would arrive soon. It would be a shame to have to scrap the first idea. Bad luck too.

Being a stage veteran himself, he had quite a few superstitions already, and he was sure to pick up some new ones in such a high-risk show as this one.

He stroked Angela's knuckles gently and waited...
 
Bart

The morning has been very busy. The sweat has been building on my rugged pecks. I'd noticed this rather interestingly shaped package. I don't think I'd ever delivered to this address on my route yet.

Pulling into the driveway, the brakes screeched. My hands iched just a bit, wondering what could possibly be in such a strange package. It was somewhat heavy for its size. Carrying it to the door made my biseps bulge nicely! I pushed the door bell button.
A hand pushes my golden locks from my forehead. I need a signature for this delivery, or I would just place the package by the door.

I hear the TV playing - or something like it. I feel certain someone has to be home. The package seems to gain weight as I stand here holding it...
 
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Jonathan

Jonathan heard the doorbell and sat back, smiling.

"Action," he wispered, relieved that the show was finally on the road. The whir of the film was almost silent. If he wasn't in the room with the equipment, if he didn't know it was there, he wouldn't have heard it at all.

He checked the external camera, the one in the house number. It was pinhole sized, there was little doubt that it would go unseen.

The UPS man was exactly what Jonathan hoped he would be: well muscled, sweaty, hell, if he swung that way he'd go for him himself. As it was he entertained a brief fantasy of the UPS man and himself taking Connie from both ends.

He turned to Angela, "What do you think?"
 
Angela

i always did love the way it felt when jonathan let his hands find mine.

I quickly turned my attention to the monitor in front of me. I watched as the delivery guy made his way tot the door.

"What do you think?" I heard him wisper over.

"I think it is a nice pick for the first show. Lady viewers will love him. I also think that Connie will make a great show for us with him as the star" My eyes were wide as i watched the action begin to take place on the set.
 
Bart

With the sun beating down on me, my mind shifted easily to the taste of a big cold lemonade. My mouth watered and the beads of sweat began to run down into my eyes!

Whew!
I whispered under my breath, "I hope they can hear this door bell!"

I pushed the button again! By now I was getting a bit anxious.
 
The doorbell rang. Finally!

Connie looked at herself in the mirror. She loosened the robe a bit. Connie wanted the tops of her tits to be visible. The wig still seemed unattractive to her, but Jonathan got to make that call. He was, after all, the Executive Producer.

The doorbell rang again. This guy must be in a hurry. Hopefully not too much of a hurry. Connie was going to need some time to properly seduce him.

Connie opened the door.

"Hello, sir. Oh, you've brought me my new toy! Thank you."

Connie hoped the handsome young man would be curious about the toy. She'd love to let him see her use it. Vibrators were always fun. Especially so with an appreciative audience.

"It is so hot outside today. Would you care for a drink?"
 
Bart

The door opened, and a really hot girl appeared, her robe slightly parted. I could only assume she wore nothing else.

"Hello. Ma'am, I need a signature for this delivery. Would you please sign right here, then print your name just after the signature?"

I handed her the clipboard, with the electronic signature pad at the top.

As she reached for the clipboard, her robe opened even more revealing the lovely swelling of her breasts. I licked my lips. My mind wandered at this sexy vision. My mouth was already tasting her hard pert cherries. My hands were caressing those glorious globes.... oops! My cock was joining the party in my head... I'd swat it back down if that wouldn't make my arousal so obvious.

"Yes, something to drink would be very much appreciated. You are very kind to offer it. I'll just wait here."

She handed the clipboard back to me and I handed over the unusual package.

"Say, Ma'am. Do you need any help opening that package? I'm sure I have something to help with that. I wouldn't want you to ruin those gorgeous nails. I just love that color."

I began to rummage in my pocket for a small knife. I pulled it out and held it up for her to see.

"Here you go. Just what you need for cutting tape."

Her hand closed over my fingers and pulled me in through the door and pushed me to sit in one of the plush leather chairs.

"Here, hold this for me," she said, as she sat the package in my lap. What a great way to hide the hardness that continued to strengthen in my pants.

"Let me get that cool drink. I'll be right back"

Such a cute face. Yeah, I finally notice her cute smile and sparkling eyes. She rushed off to the fridge and soon returned with a very cold big glass of lemonade! I couldn't belive my luck.

"Here, this should cool your mouth on such a hot summer day!"

She handed me the glass and opened the small pocket knife.
She leaned over me to cut the tape. My eyes couldn't follow her hands. They remained glued to those soft bulges just barely hiding under the edge of that robe.

The robe parted further as she leaned over. I could just make out the nipples sticking up, hard as small erasers! I quickly caught the saliva that almost dripped from my lips onto the package she was now quickly cutting open. With a package this large and heavy, I just had to find out what was waiting side. I now knew what was hiding behind that soft robe she wore. I didn't know which I wanted revealed more, the package contents or her delicious breasts!
 
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Jonathan

Jonathan watched the opening reactions. They were perfect, Connie was playing the innocent temptress bit to the hilt. He hoped that the UPS man enjoyed what he and the team had ordered for the two stars' enjoyment.

It was a two-fold package. First was an 8inch long glass swirled dildo. It tapered gracefully from 3 to 2 inches. The ridges ran deep, it was perfectly designed to be twisted deep inside a pussy or an ass.

The second part of the package was a flesh colored cyberskin strap on. That was a bit of a wildcard. Connie had been instructed that if the UPS man didn't want to be fucked with it, that, if she wanted, she could have him strap it on and give her a good, double-penetration fucking.

And of course there was plenty of lube, three tubes of it in fact: a spermicide, and two flavored ones, cherry and bananna.

He looked over at Angela who was already taking notes on the best camera angles to use for the finished product.

Jonathan smiled, it was all coming together.

Hopefully, his star and her "victim" would too.
 
Connie tried to pretend she was shocked and surprised at the contents of the package.

"OOOooohhh, Look at this!" she exclaimed as she lifted the beautiful dildo. Jonathan had certainly done a great job picking out the toy this time.

The UPS man had his eyes practically glued to Connie's tits until she puLled the dildo out of the package. Then his eyes widened as he saw what he had delivered.

"Just what a lonely woman needs to keep her company on those long, lonely nights." Connie said in a sultry voice, almost a whisper, but loud enough for the microphones to pick up every sexy tone.

"Of course it can never be as good as a real live man." Connie said as she leaned back over the sexy young man. As she did so her robe opened enough to fully reveal her hard-nippled tits.
 
Bart

Before he could catch himself, he reached into the beautiful girl's robe and caught her right nipple between his thumb and finger. He twisted it slowly while pulling it out from her breast.

From the look on his face, Bart was somewhere else.
He closed his eyes and used his other hand to treat her left breast like he had done to her right one.

The moans that flowed from her lips only added fuel to his fire of lust. He pulled her onto his lap and began to suck her right tit hungrily. Her hands clutched his soft golden hair and her head fell back, her eyes closed in rapture. For the moment, the wonderful toys were forgotten.

She squirmed on his lap and his bulge served only to encourage more of her juices to leak out onto his pants. He left off playing with her breasts for a bit as his tongue found her open, begging mouth. She mashed her lovely warm globes tightly against his already damp shirt. They soon had sweat running down both their chests.

Suddenly, the robe of its own accord, slunk helplessly to the floor. Bart's shirt seemed destined to quickly follow it. As they broke the kiss for her to remove his shirt, he quickly grabbed several gulps from the cold lemonade. When they resumed the kiss, his mouth was waiting filled with the cold liquid, which he shared with his hot lap bunny! Rather than cool either of them, it only served to provide more energy for their lust.

By now, Bart's lap was a swamp of delicous cunt juice.
Connie looked down and laughed an evil gutteral laugh.
She got up and motioned for Bart to remove his pants.

"Fella, you can't continue your deliveries in those pants in that condition. I'll have to dry them for you."

She practically snatched the pants from Bart's hands and ran to throw them into the dryer. Bart wasn't sure what to do now. His mind began to clear some. He looked frightened if nothing else.
Before he could decide what to do, Connie was back in front of him running her hands over his undies. He didn't even feel it coming - in one swooosh, Connie had those knickers around his ankles and had him stepping out of them.

"Well now! I see you can deliver more than just cardboard packages! I really like your own package! Now, you need to deliver it to me!"

With that, she knelt quickly and sucked his cock into her mouth like a tree limb disappearing into a shredder! Only this soft orifice sucked it very hard, then let it slip very slowly back out finishing with a loud pop as his cock head burst from her tight juicy lips! It was about then, that poor Bart's knees buckled and he involuntarily sat back into the chair.

Connie didn't miss a beat. Her tongue bathed his cock like a mother would her kitten. Her hands played with his balls and all Bart could do was moan and squirm in her embrace! The air carried the hum of his pleasure and her slurping sounds of delight as his cock pumped in and out of her hot red lips, shiny with her saliva.
 
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Connie

Connie never realized the seduction would be so easy. This guy was hot for her, or at least hot for sex.

Bart's cock was throbbing in her mouth. He was close to cumming already. Connie wondered if he could get off two hot loads in the time they had. She decided not to take that chance. She wanted this load in her pussy. She wanted the televisions throughout America to melt at the secen of her fucking this hot, young stud.

Connie let the cock slide from her lips. Bart moaned, this time in disappointment.

Connie stood in front of him and lowered her hot, hard nippled tits to Bart's lips. at the same time, she straddled his bod and lowed her hot, wet cunt down onto his throbbing dick.

Bart moaned in pleasure. And Connie moaned with him in perfect harmony.
 
Jonathan Walker

Jonathan smiled, this was perfect. It was exactly the sort of thing he had in mind. He watched in satisfaction as Connie took Bart's cum in her pussy. He looked over at Angela, "Make sure that one of the cameras got a good money shot."

He smiled at her as he imagined the ratings this show would get.

Soon it would be time for the reveal, and Jonathan's smile widened.
 
Connie

Connie began to ride Bart's cock harder, faster, taking everyinch deep into her horny cunt. She leaned forward, shoving her tits into his face.

"Suck my tits! OOOooohhh!!! Fuck my cunt!! Shoot your cum in my poor, neglected pussy!"

Connie knew Bart was very close to cumming. But that was fine with her. She was close to orgasm, too. Just knowing all of this was being filmed, that thousands of people would get to watch her fuck, had her more excieted than she had ever been.

"Cum in me! Deep in my pussy!! Make me cum with you, you sexy stud!!!"

Connie wondered how Bart would react when he found out he was "Fuc'D"?!?!?!
 
angela

I watched carfully making sure all was in it;s place for the big reveal. I couldn't wait for the reaction. I watched intently as theie climax came close and adjusted the monitor so Jonathan could see.

"This is gonna be a good opener." My hands moved in for the camera zoom making sure it was ready for a close up of the reaction.
 
Bart

With a hard nipple in his mouth, and his hot throbbing cock pumping in and out of Connie's dripping clenching pussy, Bart could think of nothing. He seemed to be on auto-pilot.
His pace increased so that Connies one remaining tit shook with small violent tremors. Her head was thrown back in what must be an avalanche of orgasmic bliss and Bart began to moan, or rather growl in his throws of missile eruption of cum.

This noice and motion continued for what seemed like forever until Connie finally reigned in her passion enough to speak. With so much cum running out of her and down over Bart's balls onto the chair, she lifted off his shrinking tool and looked down at the mess.

"Well, it's a good thing this chair is easily washed. Just look what you did to it!" She pushed at his chest teasingly as she laughed.

"Oh my! That is some puddle. Maybe I should drink the rest of it from your deliciously hot pussy before that too gets wasted.

He helped her up and they both lay down on the carpet and assumed the girl on top 69 position. She devoured his soaking balls, licking them clean, then sucking the last from his cock.
Bart never missed a drop as her pussie lips spread over his mouth. His tongue dived deeply into her hole and licked hungrily for every sweet hot drop.

After finishing their cleaning duties, they paused for a bit, just laying still enjoying each others bodies and the heat the radiated from them. Sweat was glistening from every pore on them both.

"I think I could use some more of the cool lemonade. What about you?" Bart leaned over and brought the cool glass to his mouth and drained the contents.
 
Connie

Connie replied, "The Lemonade is good. And so is your tongue. And your cock. The Executive Producer made a good choice with you. He makes sure everything is top quality. Especially the cameras and sound equipment."

It was clear Bart wasn't following this bit of conversation. His face held a puzzled look. Connie grabbed the wig and pulled it off, letting her curly black locks fall down over her shoulders.

"Your on TV....... And you're Fuc'd!!!"
 
Bart

With his mouth agape, Bart frantically looked around, but saw no cameras or other equipment. He turned back to Connie and just grinned.

"You're just pulling my leg. There's no one here but us. You've been watching too much TV. Besides, you can't scare me."

He reached over and fondled Connie's beautiful breast. The nipples were softening, but her color was dark and the bumpy areola shown from the thin coating of sweat that covered her smooth velvety skin. His fingers moved smoothly over the surface.
His touch was more about caress and comfort than arousal.

Connie leaned in and kissed him softly. The kiss ended much too soon.

"I better get your pants. They should be dry by now. Would you like to come back later to explore my pussy with those new toys I just received? I'm sure we can find something fun to do with them."

She got up to fetch the pants.

"Connie, those toys do need a firm hand to help break them in. How's about tonight. I'll bring Chinese Take-out." He spoke to her as she hurried down the hall to the dryer.
 
Jonathan

While Connie was gone, Jonathan decided it was time to make his entrance. He came down the stairs and entered the living room. He smiled as Bart tried to recover some of his modesty.

"I'm afraid Connie was right," you've been Fuc'd. He grinned from ear to ear and winked into one of the hidden cameras. "Not only that, but you're our pilot episode. It's a new reality show, sponsored by a major American netowork. I'm the executive producer, Jonathan Walker."

Bart's shock was palpable as Connie returned also with a smile.
 
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