Getting the Job - Carol Vorderman Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Getting the Job - Carol Vorderman Ch. 01

... waist. Laying atop her the swarthy lothario, utterly naked, was dry humping his stiff prick against the star's pink panties.

Situated at the head of the stage, the bride and her closer friends were getting an eyeful of Katherine's cleavage juddering with each seemingly playful impact. Carol had a better view further down the runway. Between each thrust of the man's tight arse, she could see the stiff cock sliding across the other woman's bright pink knickers. With the light reflecting off the exposed underwear, Carol could see the stripper leaving streaks of pre-cum on the silk. Peering closer, she could make out a growing wet spot that could only by the buxom blonde's own arousal.

That slut is loving this! And I can't blame her. That's a nice looking dick, the former Countdown star thought hungrily.

An eruption of cheers filled the room when Katherine suddenly planted her feet and began to hump back at the adult entertainer. Tilting her head backwards she gave the gawking audience a wide grin before grabbing her large bust and jiggling them with a laugh.

From her vantage point, Ms Vorderman could see what the others couldn't. Instead of sliding his cock over the celebrity's panties, the dancer was now jerking his hips, grinding the head against the pink underwear, directly over the wet spot laid down by Katherine. A growing wet spot. In turn, the blonde's movements allowed her to control its positioning, making it grind against her clit when she wanted. Both ...

... were flushed of face, grinning at the baying audience.

Fidgeting in her seat, the horny mathematician was wishing she was the one up there being humped by the buff peeler.No, fucking. Fucking me on stage. In front of all these people, she thought. Beneath an unconsciously rocking pelvis, an itch was growing, a heat stoking and feminine moisture increasing. Thighs pressed together, she massaged her privates. Glancing at the sexy comedian writhing on stage, Carol felt a stab of embarrassment when she saw Katherine looking at her with a knowing smirk.

With a bark of laughter Katherine broke eye contact and pushed her body harder against her molester, obviously enjoying herself. Biting her lip Carol fought the impulse to frig herself off right there next to the runway. Before she could succumb to the temptation the music drumming from the club's sound system faded and the MC called out the participants on stage.

'Well ladies, what do you think of that show?' the MC said through the mic. 'I think Katherine put a smile on your...'lips' tonight,' he said, the smile clear in his tone. Inhibitions slackened by alcohol the female horde shrieked in approval and agreement.

On stage the Canadian climbed to her feet, assisted by the brawny performer. Standing next to the naked performer, pink dress fallen back into place, she grabbed the hard cock jutting towards the crowd. Grinning broadly, her hand wrapped around the member so she could give it a tug and waved it at the ...