the news anchor (need one guy for now but need more people later)

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Name: Stella Tyler
Age: 24
Description: blonde pixie bob, green emerald eyes, 110lbs,30 C boobs, tanned and curvaceous ass.
History: Stella is the hot news anchor she is fun and adventurous. She and her partner news anchor Tommy are an on and off couple there's nothing but drama with these two.

Stella walked into Tommy's dressing room in http://www.greatglam.com/pd-made-me-up-black.cfm. Tommy was sat in his dressing gown she snuck up on him and kissed his neck. "Hey babes you snuck out on me this morning why?" She moved round him and sat on the desk in front of him. "I slept good next to you last night next to you. Here you go this is your coffee babes." She looked at him and passed him his coffee as she sipped on her own. She tossed her hair back giving him her winning smile.
 
Thomas "Tommy" Sinclair
6'5"
235 lbs
Dark Hair and Hazel eyes.
He has never considered himself a one woman kind of man, but he really does love his co-anchor, Stella.

"Sorry, babe, I wanted to come in early this morning." He looked behind Stella at the door. "You know how they changed the format of the morning show. I wanted to be prepared." He patted Stella on the ass. I slept good, too, babe." He tucked her hair behind her ear. "Let's make it work this time, deal?" He gave her that sideways smile that always got him his way. "At least until we don't want it to anymore."
 
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(So sorry didn't notice you changed your post so sorry )

"No need to apologise its just I woke up horny and was disappointed I didn't get to have a ride before work." She laughed grinning at him she wondered why his eyes were on the door she just decided to ignore it. "Well that's not like you, you normally turn up and just blag it like you do most things like our first ever date you blagged that you had nothing organised."She laughed she seemed a lot happier these days to the early days of their dating history. "You mean it your not just messing and can you see yourself not wanting me any time soon just to have me prepared." She really did care for him but she was a sexual person sometimes her urges took over her body. "What do you think of my outfit its not to slutty for morning TV is it?"
 
"Too slutty for morning TV. Honey, we are after one thing and one thing only: ratings. That means there is no such thing as too slutty. Hell, babe, if it didn't mean jail time, I'd try to convince you to go on air with those boons of perfection on full display.". He squeezed her boob and laughed. He glanced to the door again, but looked back immediately. "But aside from that, I love your outfit."

"I didn't expect you to get here so early.". He grinned mischievously. "Do you still need me to do my duty and please that booty? No one will be in the guest room at this hour."
 
"So you don't think I should change before going live and you know these babies are never going live on full display I know I act a bit slutty but no and I know they look great the worlds not seeing them" She said running her hands over her boobs. She was getting annoyed had him glancing at the door. She wasn't taking it no more. "Why are you looking at that door so much please don't tell me you hooked up with someone and your worried she's gonna walk in here?" She asked ,she wouldn't of been shocked if he had but then again both of them had done silly things she had slept with the studio boss,a camera man and a few of the guests. "Oh why didn't you expect here now do you think I'm lazy bum and I never come in early and really here at work what someone catches us that would be a great show title sequence me bouncing up and down on your cock. That would definitely get more viewers. " She laughed looking at him he still hadn't answered her question about looking at the door. She fidgeted and move her hair from behind her ears she wasn't a big fan of her ears. She looked at waiting for to answer.
 
"Well, ok, I won't tell you that, since you said please". Eric laughed again and pulled her to his lap. "Are you sure you don't want me to tell you that the captain of the high school dance team we had on last week planned to meet me here before school?" Her ass mashed his growing cock, and he shifted in his chair to be sure she felt it. "I could tell you that this wouldn't be the fist time I fucked her. I could tell you how that little slut squirts like crazy every time I touch that tight, tiny, little pussy. I could tell you that when you put my cock in your mouth last week, it had been coated with her cum. I could tell you that she hid in the closet in our bed room last Thursday when you came home for a quickie. I could tell you that she said watching you ride this cock was the hottest thing she ever saw. I could tell you that, when you left, she could not wait to clean your juice off of me."

He moaned involuntarily and pulled her against him harder. He reached around her and massaged her breasts. "I could tell you all that, but I won't. Since you said please and all."

There was a quiet knock at the door. "That might be her now. Don't be rude, babe, let the poor young girl in.".

He really wanted things to work with them this time. He ordered her two dozen roses to celebrate the anniversary of the day she started working here with him. He knew it was the florist at the door, but she was always sexiest with a little jealousy in her posture.
 
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She snuggled into his lap she stroked his leg but stopped when he carried on speaking. She had hated that dance team they had all thought they were amazing but they weren't She had been a cheerleader in her younger years and she could still do the moves she knew even though those girls were younger then her she was still hotter. She pressed hard against his cock as she bite her lip. She got a bit angry hearing him say he'd fucked her before. She started to fidget as he said she had sucked his cock after he'd been with the other girl. She started rocking back and thorth,she was possessive and didn't like any other girl being with him she was also private when it came to her sex life so knowing the girl had been watching hurt her deeply she was trying not to show it though she was so angry she pull her ass further away from his cock but he just brought her ass back to his cock and pressed harder against her. "You are a prick you know I could say yesterday I fucked camera man 3 up against the wall of my dressing room, I could tell you how much he came all over my great boobs and I could tell you how loud I was screaming but I won't cause you see I'm not a bitch." She slide off his lap and went to the door she pulled him to the door with her. She opened the door and grabbed his head she wrapped her legs round him and kissed him. "She's not a really woman and you know no one will ever make you feel the way I make. I will show you what a real woman is." She whispered she turned her head seeing it was a florist with two dozen roses she jumped down off him she took the flowers from the woman she smiled then slammed the door in her face. She slapped him. "You are so bad lying to me I hate lies especially about bitches fucking you. You know I hate girls who have fucked you I'm a possessive bitch and you know it. I never fucked camera man 3 I wanted to get back at you. Now let me show you why you don't need any other woman." She pushed him into his seat she got on her knees and undid his robe he was naked under it. She smiled at him as she stroke his cock. She unzipped her dress a little flashing her black lace bra. She kissed his cock then took his cock head in her mouth she sucked softly on his cock. She kept eye contact with him. (Can I ignore the two top posts it doesn't really fit in)
 
Tommy laid his head back in the seat. His girl sucked the best cock. He put his hand on the back of her head and pushed her down more. He smiled as his helmet bumped past her larynx.

"God, baby, you are so good to me."

The roses had been his best idea since getting back together with Stella. He looked down at her wiggling ass. This was the best piece of persistent pussy he would ever have and he wanted it to be permanent. He would marry this one.

Most of the things he had told her had been true, even the one about her watching from the closet... especially that one, that had been the hottest sex ever. He knew Stella could taste that dance captain on him now, but she accepted it; yet, another reason Stella was the best.

He put his other hand on her head and slowly began fucking her face.

"God, Stella, I love you."
 
She looked up at him as She took him deeper in her mouth she massaged his balls softly. She was so into making him feel good. She wanted him so much. She winked up at him. Hearing him say
"God, baby, you are so good to me." it made her feel so confident and she liked hearing him give her compliments it just gave her a big boost. She loved the red roses and she loved he thought of her wanting roses. She wiggled her ass more as she thought of them being together. She hoped he would be faithful to her but she would get over it if he wasn't cause she really cared for him she loved him in her own kinda way. She bobbed up and down sucking his cock hard she took his full cock in her mouth and sucked hard. She stuck her tongue out and ran her tongue over his balls while sucking him harder. She was so shocked to hear him say "God, Stella, I love you." She spat his cock out. "Wow I love you too can we skip the foreplay and just get to you fucking me I really want you. I will beg if you want." She was on her hands and knees under him she pulled her dress off, her bra and thong and was now shaking her ass as she stuck her boobs out. "Please please please fuck me"
 
He smiled a moan. "I could tell you that I am saving my load for the dance captain." He stood, and his hard cock bounced in front of him. "If she gets here, you will just have to help me fuck her." He pulled her face to his and kissed her deeply, pulling one of her legs up and around him as they kissed. He felt his cock parting and massaging the wet folds of flesh at her crotch, her juices flowing out and coating him.

He piked her up while they were kissing and her legs wrapped him gracefully, opening her zealous pussy. The head of his pulsing cock met a little resistance at her entrance but with one thrust he pushed through. With one more thrust, he was buried to his hilt and her fluids squished between them, matting his pubic hair.

He pulled the kiss back and leaned his forehead against hers as he lifted and lowered her body while thrusting. He looked raised his brow and looked through it into her eyes. "mmm, you give me the best." He slammed her down and brought her back up to the tip, then left her hovering. "Tell, me, Stella. Whose pussy is that? Who owns it? Who do YOU belong to, Stella?"
 
"God shut up you jerk." She slapped him playfully in the face. She kissed him passionately putting her legs round his waist. She carried on kissing him more passionately. She felt him slowly enter her she was soaking wet she winked at him as she bounced up and down on his cock. Her juices covered his cock. She bounced up and down on his cock as she bite his neck roughly. "God you know why I always come back to you its because I love you and your cock." She bounced up and down harder as she digged her nails into his back she kissed and bite on his neck. "My pussy belongs to you, you own me I'm yours."
 
"Good answer," he growled.

He spun and smashed her body to the wall that had been behind him. With the new position he could fuck her harder. Her ass inched up the wall with each thrust. He could not get deep enough.

The sounds of their slapping skin echoed in the small dressing room, and the echoes joined the splashes of Stella's pussy. "I think this cock loves you more than you love it." He repeated the kiss and sucked her tongue.

With the wall helping to support her weight, his hands had more freedom. One hand made a path up the side of her body and cupped her breast. The thumb teased the sensitive nipple and it sprang to life. He broke the kiss and sucked the nipple in to his mouth while the fucking continued.
 
Her ass slammed against the wall as she felt him deeper in her she loved how rough he was with her. She was so wet. Her juices covered his cock. Her boobs bounced up and down as she bounced on his cock. "Oh no it doesn't I love your cock well my cock I own your cock this cock is mine." She sucked his tongue back as they made out. She moaned as his thumb teased her nipples that got hard when he touched them. She moaned as he sucked her nipples. "God baby yes." She bounced harder her pussy walls tightening around his cock she was shaking as she started to feel her orgasm building he was hitting her g-spot.
 
"Yours?" They fell to the ground. He placed his palms on the floor beside her head. "Are you coing to cum around it? Huh?" He fucked her fast and hard. "I can feel that little pussy squeezing me. Am I making that tight, wet, little bitty pussy cum?"

He dropped to his elbows-his face touching hers. "This is my fucking pussy, Stella," he whispered slowly. "Cum for the cock that owns you, Stella. Cum hard for me. I am going to spray my seed all over your womb, Stella."

He kissed her hard when the first jets of precum shot from his cock.
 
"Yes mine your cock I own it and you know it." She said looking at him she bite her lip as she felt herself start to cum. "God yeah I'm cumming round my cock." She pushed hard down on his cock as she moaned some of her juices ran down her legs. "Oh god harder baby harder own me." She called out as she moaned louder. "God baby I'm yours I'm all yours you own me every part of me." She ran her hands on her boobs. She kissed him as she moaned in his mouth cumming more.
 
Stealla's spasms gripped and released his hot cock as he plowed into her, and it sent him to the edge. "Fucking Hell!" He arched his back and rose from his elbows to his hands. Cum shot from him violently. Every thrust released a new stream of hot sticky semen.

"You are MINE!" he screamed when his thrusts were ending. "Mine and only mine forever and ever." He plunged himself to the hilt twice more. Their juices seeped out combined. Finally spent, he collapsed, cock still sheathed.

"I love you, Stella, I always will." He kissed her neck. "But..." He looked at the clock and jumped up looking for his pants. "The pre-show meeting is in ten minutes!"
 
She felt his cum fill her up she bite her lip harder as she closed her eyes she was moaning loudly. "God yes baby own me baby I'm yours all yours." She looked down at herself both of their cum was running down her legs. "That was great as always. I love you too and yeah fuck I need to get cleaned. She jumped up and wiped her legs. She pulled on her thong and bra. She passed him his shirt as she slide into her dress. "God we do choose the most awkward times to fuck." She kissed him as she sorted her hair out, she helped him to do his tie.
 
"Damn, babe, I love you." Tommy pulled his pants up to his thighs. His cock was wet and slimy. "Stella, are you really going to make me zip this nasty cock into my clean pants?" He smiled at her and bounced the heavy cock in his hand.

"If you need to hurry, I am sure Rosie would come clean it for me." Eric gave Stella the sideways smile he knew she loved. When the station had hired Rosie to work the reception area, it had made Stella so mad. Josie was a hot and young little thing. Tommy had fucked her several times in her first month, but her inexperience made the lays pretty lousy.
 
"Really you mean it your not just saying it to say it cause I love you I always have always will." She looked at him as she took out a lip gloss tube out of his draw she always left a spare here she pouted her lips and applied it to her lips. "Well of course not huni but can't you just wipe yourself with some tissues." She looked at him as he said "If you need to hurry, I am sure Rosie would come clean it for me." She was annoyed with him for saying it but then she saw the sideways smile and as always it calmed her down a tiny bit. "You know your a jerk and you make it so hard to believe you love me when you say things like that but come here I"ll sort you out." She said as she sat down on a chair. When he came to her she licked and sucked softly cleaning him up.
 
When Tommy was cleaned and they were both dressed, they hurried to the pre-show meeting. The meeting was a morning ritual between the anchors, Tommy and Stella, the weather man, Bob Storms, the special interest reporter Marcy Mindings, the cinematographer/head cameraman Skip Lens, the director Davy "Boss" Jones, and any guests that wanted to attend.

Nervous excitement flooded Tommy as he saw Nancy Danes, the very dance caption he had been speaking of a few minutes ago sat at the table. Also at the table sat Buzz Brackten, the city police chief, and Stan Stiffling the homeless man who won the lottery last year.

Usually, two adjoining seats were reserved for Tommy and Stella at the table, but today, the only empty seats were directly across from each other. One empty seat was between Skip Lens and Stan Stiffling, and the other between Nancy Danes and Marcy Mindings. Boss Jones sat at the head of the table with Bob Storms sitting on the other side of Stan Stiffling, as far from Boss as possible.

Tommy started to take the seat between Skip and Stan and make the meeting as segregated as a junior high dance, but he had no desire to be seated so close to Skip. He knew Skip had been fucking the hell out of Stella for several weeks, and not that long ago. His smug look bugged Tommy. Tommy could almost hear his thoughts, I fucked the hell out of your bitch and you never knew. But Tommy did know, he always knew. He would rather his true love sit next to the dickhead she use to call lover than have to sit so close to him. He made his decision and settled between Marcy and Nancy.

Watching Stella take her seat, he didn't miss Skips shifting eyes. Was his hand touching Stella? On the other side of Stella, Stan Stiffling was all smiles. He wore a ten-thousand dollar suit. He was here to talk about how becoming rich inspired him to make something out of his life. He was on covers of magazines all over the country now and was generally considered a heart throb.

Tommy looked over and smiled at Marcy. She was a tiny little thing; she couldn't weight more than 90 lbs, and at least 25 of those pounds were in her tits with another 15 in her ass cheeks. She was 50% Latino and 50% Italian. The combination made her a 100% firecracker. Tommy had embarrassed himself trying to get in her pants when she first started. She was married, but Tommy had never met her husband. Tommy had been disappointed by her reluctance to his advances, but eventually he settled into being glad that there were still some faithful girls out there. It just sucked that she had to be so fucking hot and untouchable.

He glanced over to Nancy. Nancy smiled broadly. Tommy stole a look to Stella to be sure she had not been made suspicious by the smile, but Stella was whispering to Skips. Again, Tommy noticed movement in Skips arm that made it look like his hand was moving on Stella's leg. Tommy put his hands on his armrests. That bastard can look smug all day long, but Tommy was finished letting him violate his girl.

Tommy pushed up to stand, but Nancy's hand on his shoulder pulled him back to his seat. Her hand went to his ear. "I am not wearing any panties, of course." Tommy settle back into his chair and looked to Nancy's crotch out of reflex. Her cute paisley sundress covered her pussy. She gripped the him with both hands and pulled it up. Slowly it revealed a perfect little blonde pussy. Moisture clung to the neatly trimmed hairs. "I have been touching myself," she continued whispering, "waiting for you. My little pussy has missed you."

Tommy looked to Stella without answering Nancy. She was almost facing that fuck face Skip. His hand was definitely in her lap. Without another word, Tommy extended his arm and put his hand on Nancy's exposed cunt. His fingers bent and penetrated. Three little thrusts and her juice dripped past his knuckles.

"Ok, losers," Boss said, "Shows on in 30 minutes. Any questions?"
 
Stella hoped they wouldn't be late she hated being late she thrived to be on time and to be perfect. She was a perfection artist. She was nervous about seeing Skip the last time she had saw him he had been on his knees licking her perfectly shaved pussy. When Stella saw Nancy she wanted to rip her head off but she had to be professional so all she could do was stare daggers at her. She was disappointed not to see their usual adjoined seat. She took the seat next to Skip and Stan she couldn't risk having Tommy sat next to Skip. Skip was a guy who liked to show off and if Skip said the wrong thing to Tommy he would beat Skip up. She wanted Marcy and Nancy like a hawk any wrong move she would take these girls outside and show them not to mess with her country girl ass. Stella once sat down felt Skips hand on her leg she pushed it away she wanted her and Tommy to work. Stella didn't even pay Stan any attention they had a short fling very short he had disappointed when it came to size he was handsome but he was tiny. She watched Tommy looking at Nancy and she was getting jealous so she let Skips hand slide onto her leg working its way to her thigh. She looked at Skip and whispered "This is the last time you ever touch me the only reason I'm letting you touch me is well to make Tommy jealous." Skip looked at her and replied in a whisper "well okay I'm gonna enjoy every last touch but I know I will get you again." She grabbed his cock hard not in a pleasurable way but in a painful way. "Listen here you won't ever touch me again I promise that to you and i never break promises." She was still whispering. "Well Stella you know I love it when you play rough." He whispered directly in her ear. She took her hand off his cock through gritted teeth she said "you are dirty bastard." She looking him directly in the eyes she meant every word she said to him. She was keeping his hand away from her thong she didn't want him touching her at all his hand was just on her thigh. She pushed his hand away before saying "Well as always my question is I'm not included in the nickname of losers am I ?" She asked as she got up and tossed her hair off of her chest and smiled at the boss.
 
"Of course not, Stella, that was for all the other losers," Boss said. He smiled and his face flushed when he looked at Stella like they had something between them unknown to the others. Tommy did not like that smile. He glared at Stella, moving his fingers faster in Nancy. He could hear her wet pussy squishing below the table, but it was very faint so he was not sure if anyone else could hear.

Skip's movements were becoming more obvious. When Stella looked up at Tommy, he mouthed, "I love you," and kept his fingers busy in Nancy.

"If it is ok with you, Boss, I need to go check the radar," Bob Storms said, "There is a strange front moving in from the north, and I want to be updated on the latest. Boss knodded and Bob left.

"If there are no questions," Boss said, "everyone go get your game face on." Tommy pulled his fingers from Nancy. She grabbed his hand and tried to force him to cintinue the stimulation, but he stood and stepped out of her reach.

Skip still sat beside Stella, and his arm was moving quickly. Stella closed her eyes and bit her lip. That fucker was fingering the girl Tommy planned to marry, and he was doing it right in front of Tommy. Skip saw Tommy looking at them and winked then whispered somethign to Stella that made her moan loud enough for everyone to turn their heads. Skip surveyed the room smiling and nodding at all the spectators, then stood and left. Tommy was sure he saw a gleam of moisture on his fingers. Does he know his fingers are covered in my cum? What a fucking tool, Tommy thought.

"I am going to the set, Boss," Tommy said without taking his eyes off Stella.

"Ok, I need Stella to talk with Nancy to prepare for the interview." Boss turned and left and all the others followed him out.

Before Tommy left he kissed Stella, then rubbed his wet fingers on her lips. "I wonder what that smell is," he said then left the two girls alone.
 
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