Ksxy

Misty Keene

Her eyes widened in surprise as the color on the man’s rugged face heightened to a delightful shade of rose. She had not expected such a masculine male to be susceptible to blushing. A small mischievous smile touched her lips. It would be quite fascinating to see what else she could do to make his blood rush to his face, not to mention other various body parts.

Well, she had the bubblehead role down all she needed was the vulnerable yet sensuously needing part. She peered at him for a long time through her long lashes before slowly getting up to walk around the desk. The heel from her left black shoe snagged on the debris and junk on the floor and she stumbled with a small cry.

“Major, you really should get your office cleaned up. Someone could get hurt in here!” she exclaimed softly. Without waiting for a reply, she placed her pen and notebook on the desk and knelt down to pick up some of the trash. Her skirt hitched up two inches as the side slit parted open to shyly reveal a smooth stocking covered leg.

It was clear that she wasn’t wearing ordinary thigh high stockings but instead lace topped silk hosiery with a delicate black garter so that her skin remained flawlessly smooth and unmarred by elastic. She continued picking up and throwing stuff away. Gracefully kneeling and standing and oblivious to the way the slit in the skirt kept winking at the man.

Finally, satisfied that the floor was now cleared away, she took the proffered seat next to the Major. She smiled as she crossed her legs and perched her pen and notepad on her thigh, “I’m ready now sir, you may begin anytime.”
 
Allie

As Miller and I got to the makeup room, we found that it was completely empty, the makeup girl nowhere to be found. Miller asked me if I wanted him to start on me.

"Now, Miller," I said, "what exactly do you have in mind? Look, I know you grabbed my ass on purpose back there. Let's just cut right through the BS, and tell me what you want. I'm not really in the mood for playing games - I've played enough of those in my life, and you and I are very familiar with the past. Just let me know what your intentions are - if I think you are a jerk, you are very aware that I will tell you so. But if I am interested, you never know what might happen."

He grinned that sly grin of his and responded...
 
Miller

"Miller can tell you're interested, and Miller's interested, so why wait? We have some time to kill. Miller just wants you to cum for him..."
 
Allie

"Now what exactly are you interested in?" I asked, knowing exactly what he meant, but maybe I could turn the tables on him a bit. "So you want me to come, do you? Well then, you might have to help me do it then." I really coudn't believe I was saying this to him, but after all his sly talk, and his being such a ladies' man, I had reached the point where I might take some action.

He began to move toward me - "Now stop right there - you'll do this my way." I leaned back against the desk and slowly pulled my skirt up until my lacy red panties were in view. I noticed that there was a little bitty wet spot in front. "Two can play at this game, Miller, so if you know what's good for you, get down on your knees and see if you can make me come."

He got a confused look on his face, and then began to grin as he knelt in front of me...
 
Sam

OOC: Not sure if KC noticed or not....such a career woman, that one! ;)

IC:
I hurried along after KC into the lobby of the hotel, trying to make sure I'd not made any mistakes in my notes. As we stopped up suddenly, I noticed the man in suit - surely Secret Service.

"Hurry up, let's hit the back exit. They already know we're here."

Quickly we scurried towards the back. I was suddenly aware of how inappropriate my 3" heels had become. I was tempted to take them off, but the way to the back was strewn with trash and broken bottles. Hmmm....catch 22...

I looked behind us, and saw Henry hurrying with the camera equipment. I noticed he seemed to be struggling with something on the camera.

"Can I carry something?" I ask.

"Yeah, here!"

He tosses me something that resembles a microphone set up, and for the first time in my life I actually catch something that somebody throws at me.

We circle around to the back, and KC tells us it looks like the coast is clear...
 
Henry

"Hurry up, let's hit the back exit. They already know we're here."

Crap. I didn't have time to get everything set up properly, so I hoisted the handheld onto my shoulder and grabbed KC's cordless mic.

I needed both hands to operate the camera, and I wanted to be ready to shoot even if all I could get was one of the girls rushing out of the building. Thankfully Sam offered to carry something, so I tossed her the mic.

I winked at the secret service agent and followed the two women around the building. I whispered loudly, "Sam! Get that mic to KC!"

OOC: Where are we exactly? Somebody's house? An unmarked building? A hotel?
 
Miller

Making her cum should prove to be no problem, I mused to myself.

I knelt before her and noticed the damp spot on the red lacy panties. It intrigued me. I blew on that spot, making her shiver. Maybe I would take my time.
I looked deep into her eyes as I stuck my tongue obscenely from my mouth and lightly touched it to the wet spot. I did this a few times, until she squirmed a little.
Then, without much warning, I deeply and longly licked at the crotch of her panties, pressing my tongue lewdly against her. I never broke eye contact and she moaned.
 
He watched Misty like a hawk, imagining just what that petite body must look like under her clothes.
She was lithe and graceful in her movements and the Major was beginning to discount the awkwardness he'd seen earlier that morning.
He knew they should probably be tracking down the News Director or making another shot at finding the 'remote' team with KC, but somehow he didn't want to leave his office yet. He was enjoying looking at Miss Keene way too much.
When he caught a glimpse of her thigh with its lacey topped stocking and smooth ivory skin he felt a tightness blossoming in his pants. Moving his hand below the desktop he began to stroke himself as he thought of of her lying nude on the black leather couch across the room. Gesturing with her elegant hands for him to come over and make love...

When she sat next to him he hastily withdrew his hand but not before she caught a glimpse of what he was doing.
She crossed her legs slowly and smiled...
God! How much he wanted to kiss this woman!
 
Sam

OOC: HC, I'm assuming, since we are heading towards the back, that we are at a large hotel of some sort. But, then, I could be wrong. I would assume that Jenna Bush is there, and whoever her sexual liaison was is either still there or has left.

IC: Hearing Henry shout, I ran to KC with the mic. My feet were gonna be stubs before the day was through if all I did was keep running!

Catching up to her at the doorway, I breathlessly held out the mic to her. She gathered it absent-mindedly, and began to speak to a gentleman at the door.

I stepped back to where Henry was.

"Gosh! Is is like this all the time? So hectic! But, God, what a rush, huh?"

I knew my cheeks were flushed and my eyes held a sparkle all their own as I turned to smile and look at Henry...
 
Allie

As he got closer to my panties, he blew a breath of cool air against the already damp spot in front. The contrast of the cool air and my warm skin made me twitch a little. I then felt his tongue lightly run across the front of the material, passing over and over the area already wet. After a few passes, I felt the pressure of his tongue increase, and he begin to lick up and down my slit, through the lacy fabric. My legs involuntarily spread a bit wider, and his tongue pressed harder against me.

I watched his tongue work, as his eyes never left mine...
 
I moved my hands under her ass, cupping it and raising it to my mouth, my tongue continuing to circle around her slit, through the lace of her panties. She inhaled a breath, and moaned.
 
Henry

Sam caught the mic and ran to give it to KC. I hoped that she wouldn't trip. I started rolling the moment KC got us in that back door. Presumably, the man had talked to at the doorway was our contact.

KC leapt up the stairs with Sam quickly falling behind. I had to take them slowly too, if I wanted any worthwhile footage. As we neared the third floor, I could make out the sounds of an argument. I was about to wave Sam out of the camera's viewpoint when KC asked her if she wanted to take over the interview.

That was right before we got onto the third floor of the hotel. I don't know what I expected to see when we opened the door to the hallway, but it didn't involve the open doorway into a hallway with a secret serviceman whose back was to us. A perfect opportunity. I ran, doing my best to keep the camera steady. I even managed to get there right before KC.

Well, I thought this is certainly footage we won't be able to broadcast.
 
Misty Keene

She made no mistake of hiding the fact that she caught him with his hands in his cookie jar. She had read his dossier that was actually four file boxes of documents. Apparently besides being highly decorated, a brilliant strategist, cunning soldier, it was also implied that he was quite popular with the ladies and extremely confident with himself. But how confident? It was time to find out.

A mischievous smile touched her lips before she leaned forward to whisper sensuously, “I know what you’re thinking,” her eyes traveled slowly to the tent in his pants and then back up until she locked his eyes with a piercing violet gaze, “You can get into some very serious trouble if I decide to press charges of lewd behavior and sexual harassment. However…”

She leaned back and re-crossed her legs, making sure her skirt hiked up higher. She nibbled on the end of her pen as she observed him staring back at her, “You asked me to take notes, Major and I intend to do just that.”

She pointed the pen at his crotch and continued in a soft voice with a barely hidden layer of threat, “You look very uncomfortable. I advise you to take care of it now so that I may observe and take careful notes on what needs to be done in the future. If not, I’m afraid tonight’s top story would be a most embarrassing event for the Station Manager who was suppose to straighten up KSXY.”

She watched him carefully. How much confidence would a man like him have?
 
Savage stared at her for a full minute, pondering her words and their implications. Then slowly his expression changed and he smiled. Looking down at
the object under discussion he said in a low voice.
"Perhaps Miss Keene you can step over to the door and lock it. Otherwise we could have a 'most embaressing event' reported even without your input."

She took her time walking over, making sure she moved inside her clothes in just the right way. She'd had no official training in being a 'temptress', Misty came by it very naturally.
When she returned to her seat the Major had unbuckled and released himself from the tight confines of pants and his erection was standing tall and unabashed. She arched an eyebrow at it's curving eight inch length and solid thickness. She could see the vein twisting up from his large tight sac to the gracefully hooded and purpling tip.
Savage had opened his shirt as well and the muscles of his abdomen and chest were an impressive background to his eager swaying cock.

She sat down and crossed her legs again, this time revealing her smooth legs right up to the lace tops of her stockings.

"Proceed Major." She said trying to show noexpression, taking out her pen and notebook once again.

Nash leaned over and grabbing the arms of her chair pulled it right beside his. His penis rose from a thatch of curling hair within inches of her knee.

"I want you to see and record everthing, Miss Keene."
Reaching down with his right hand he gripped himself around the base, squeezed tightly and then
slowly pulled upwards to the glans.
Misty watched intentlty as his motion stretched the skin taught around his shaft and also pulled his sac tight up against his balls.

"As I do this it would be nice if you would, in very slow degrees start raising the hem of your skirt...I've been known to cum from just looking at a womans thighs."
 
Sam

My mouth dropped open when KC asked if I wanted the interview. Me? On camera?

Suddenly Henry rushed past us, and I followed. I stood dead still for just a few seconds as I looked at what Henry was seeing:

Jenna Bush, obviously drunk, standing in the middle of the room in only a thong screaming at a Secret Service agent about not being drunk. The argument seemed to be one-sided - strictly on Jenna's part. I was taken back for a moment by the "sweet" Jenna's generous breasts and curvy figure, before I managed to try to get her attention and started asking her questions. Looking at me, she screamed a mouthful of obscenities about the press being too invovled in her life, obviously unaware that the camera had her almost nude body on tape.

Almost immediately the Secret Service agents were poised to stop us, but Henry's quick thinking - turning off the camera and running back to the van - may have at least saved the tape. Even though we may no be able to broadcast without heavy censorship.

The Secret Service agents turned to KC and I and began to usher us off the floor, and escorted us down the steps. As we made our way back to the van, I apologized to KC for blowing the big story. She didn't seem mad, but I could tell wheels were spinning in that brain of hers.

As we got back to the van, Henry was sitting on the back bumper, Cheshire Cat grin eating at his face.

"I got it all on tape....sweet, cute Jenna Bush - drunk and naked."

I looked at KC..

"What do we do now, KC? Any ideas?"

She seemed preoccupied, and as she got out her cell phone to make a call, I whispered to Henry..

"I'll bet you could make a killing over the internet with that tape..."
 
Allie

My breathing became heavier as he put his hands around my ass and pulled my crotch to his mouth. His tongue was pushing into me harder and harder, by this time the thin fabric of my panties soaked, and he was pushing the material into my wetness. I began to moan softly as his tongue worked me - I felt his fingers pulling aside my panties for better access...
 
Miller

I held the lacy fabric aside so I could concentrate solely on her damp slit. My tongue whirled circles around her clit, then my tongue licked long and slow up and down the length of her pussy. I looked again back up at her, revelling in how much she was enjoying this. She tasted better than I remembered.
 
Misty Keene

She arched a delicate eyebrow at his words. Observe and record everthing? The man had no idea the significance of his words. The surveillance bugs were already planted when she fixed and rearranged his desk. The wafer thin microchip recorder in her watch was on.

Her eyes settled on his impressive shaft and traveled slowly past very well developed abs and pecs to finally stop at his face. Her eyes widened as she realized he was observing her just as closely. She met his gaze unwaveringly as she briefly wondered again what headquarters would want with such a man like this. Surely such a man with such a voracious sexual appetite would be more of a weakness then an asset.

She leaned back into her chair and smiled sweetly as she gently laid her notebook on the hem of her skirt. She skillfully began to sketch a very realistic drawing of the Major’s erection. She shifted slightly in her seat as her skirt slid just a little bit higher. Her slender legs stretched but her knee lightly brushed against the skin below his penis.

She smiled impishly at him as she showed him the drawing, “I’m a very good note taker. I’m also quite skilled with dictation. I advise you to test me. Do tell me what you like to do and illustrate how you like to do it. I shall be sure to write down everything word for word.”
 
Allie

As his fingers pulled the lacy fabric aside, his tongue went directly to my throbbing clit. I felt it go round and round it, teasing it, and then felt him suck it into his mouth. I do remember, he was always good with his tongue, and he still was.

I put my hands on the back of his head and pulled his mouth harder to my wetness. His tongue licked up and down my slit, over and over again, lapping at my juices which were beginning to flow. I knew it would not be long until I would be coming into his mouth...
 
How can a woman sit quietly in a chair and turn him on like lightening!
When her knee touched him, his erection quivered and he was sure she'd made a mental note of that.
The drawing was really good. He'd never seen a drawing of a man's rampant penis before. He wondered how often Misty Keene had put her artistic talents to such use.

"I am quite skilled at dictation"
she had just said. Was that a double entendre?
What the Hell...

"All right Miss Keene as you can see I am masturbating. I am masturbating a few inches away from an unbelievably sexy woman whose thighs I want to caress and lick. If you'll look closely while I pull up on my cock you will see a bead of pre-cum forming on it's tip. Now what I would like to do is have you lean forward and take it on the tip of your pretty pink tongue. Taste it and tell me if you like it."

Stroking himself continuously as he spoke to her, several more beads had formed to join the first making a healthy tongue full.

"I would also like to see the kind of bra you are wearing Miss Keene, I would imagine it to be a black lacey affair, cut low to show off the pretty curves of your breasts. Am I correct?"
 
Misty Keene

Her eyes lit up dangerously at his offer. She smiled as she quickly jotted down his words. She kept her eyes locked with his as she repeated his words back to him, never once looking down at her notepad. She leaned forward until her pretty lips were mere centimeters from the glistening tip.

She pursed her lips together to lightly blow across the tip, taking care not to touch it. She smiled as he shivered. She looked up at him impishly before using her pen to lightly take the little clear bead. She leaned back and very slowly, with just the tip of her tongue licked the top of the pen. She closed her eyes as she savored it.

She merely smiled as she watched his large strong hand stroke his thick rod back and forth. The mushroom shaped head was swollen tight; the purple head seemed to be pulsating with power. She shifted slightly in her chair as she crossed her legs again. Desire could be seen in her eyes yet she was still in control. She turned to a new page and resumed writing.

“I dislike the confines of modern undergarments and their elastics. I especially hate it when the elastic leaves a mark on my skin.” She undid the top few buttons on her top to reveal a pale peach camisole and just a portion of her shoulder. Her skin was pale and smooth like porcelain without any marks or flaws. She pulled the silky blouse back over her shoulder and began to button up slowly.

The lustful fall of silk outline the stem of an erect nipple. She left the top three buttons open and leaned back again in her chair. The Major growled as he continued to stroke his cock. The room was heavy with the scent of passion and she began to feel a familiar throbbing deep within her. She resisted the temptation to lower her hands to alleviate her need. She arched an eyebrow at him, “Do continue Major. I wonder how much longer you would have me take notes? I don’t want to run out of ink.”
 
Miller

I wormed a finger into her tight pussy, and felt it clamp down. I started pistoning the finger in and out in time with my tongue. I sucked her clit, flicking it with the tip, then lathered it with the full feel of my tongue. I wanted her to cum in my mouth, hard.
 
Allie

As his tongue continued working on my clit, I felt his finger slip inside my wetness, and began to move in rythym with his tongue. It felt soo good, and I felt the familiar warm feeling that told me I was about to come. I pulled his head and mouth against me and the rush of my orgasm began, my juices flowing freely into his mouth as his tongue continued lapping them up...
 
I felt her tense, then felt the flood of juices on my tongue, which was furiously lapping at her hole, trying to drink them all up.
 
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