Donkey Ch. 01

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Codes: MF, Cons, Oral, Anal, Tit-fucking

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I had been hired by ITV Studios to ferry Holly Willoughby, a presenter on several ITV shows, most famous for currently being one half of Holly and Phil from the daytime TV show, This Morning and famous for wearing certain low cut tops and upsetting various mums who had nothing better to do. I had picked her and her husband up from one of the more high end part of London and the three of us had quickly made our way over to the awards show for some daytime TV show thing. It was supposed to be a quick job and I could do with quick jobs at this time of the year. When we got there, I had opened the door to the back of the limo up and as Holly passed me, I could have sworn that she had been glancing at me more than a normal client would have done.

As the celebrities and their plus ones swarmed into the building, I was left with the rest of the drivers to keep ourselves entertained.

Staring at my phone, I tapped away at some of the messages I had gotten during my shift and casually smiled to myself while some of the other people came back to me, popping up on several of my Messenger apps as well as my actual text messages too. Looking upwards towards the sounds of the latest TV awards show, I rolled my eyes and went back to my phone. Sure, my job wasn't glamorous and it wasn't really a well paying job either but it did pay my bills and I was living fairly comfortably within one of the slightly trendy London boroughs. Sure, my Oyster card got a lot of usage on days where I wasn't working but at least it was always topped up!

Hours passed and as I finished up the rest of the thermos of coffee I'd brought with me, the sounds of a large crowd of people filling out of the building came to fill the skies of London. Looking up to wait for my clients, I tipped the remnants of my coffee down the nearest drain and quickly put the plastic container back together again. Tossing it into the front of the car, I walked down to the back of the expensive looking car and waited for Holly and her husband to arrive. My eyes caught the busty blonde presenter making her way down to me, her hand holding her clutch bag but she wasn't accompanied by her husband. Before I had a chance to even ask where he was, Holly was in front of me.

"Hi." She said in that sexy, husky voice. "Are you ready to go?"

"I am Miss Willoughby-"

"Holly. Please."

"Holly. I thought we were taking Mister Baldwin with us?"

"Oh Daniel isn't coming with us. He's got some fancy thing with his production team to go to so you're just taking me home." Holly said, a bright smile on her gorgeous face before the smile turned slightly flirty. "Bet you've thought about that before huh?"

That took me back, before I even had a chance to say anything though, she nodded towards the door and my training quickly took over. Reaching down, I undid the door for her and she was able to get in out of the London cold. She quickly slipped the cream coloured coat she had brought with her on and she folded her arms over her lap, ready to go home.

So, that was what I was going to do.

Getting back into my driver's seat, I pulled out from the rink of cars and we were well on our way back to Holly's place.

"Oh, we're not going home home. Can you take me to the Notting Hill residence?" Holly asked, seeing me key in the details to the SatNav. Looking up to the mirror, I nodded my head and keyed in the other details that Holly's agency had provided my company with. Joining another lane, I casually drummed my fingers against the inside of the steering wheel as I could feel Holly's big, blue eyes focusing on me through the rear view mirror. Finally unable to resist, I looked up into the mirror and offered her a smile but her face wasn't one of pleasantry, it was more... Different. There was something else to her face and I couldn't place it right away. "You really don't recognise me do you?"

"I... Of course I do? I watch the TV every now and again."

"You don't recognise me from ten years ago? In Southampton?"

And then, the penny dropped.

I had been at Southampton University with some of my friends for their Fresher's Week and I had been very... Lucky with several girls at the party. Holly had indeed been there as well as a sort of guest of honour/DJ/MC where she basically got paid to throw some music on iTunes and dance around a little bit. I hadn't met her then but apparently, she had heard of me. My mouth opened as I tried to find the words to ask how she knew me considering I wasn't part of the student roster there but Holly beat me to it.

"Donkey."

The car rolled to a stop at the traffic lights and as London's pedestrian traffic moved from one side of the street to the other, Holly leaned forward slightly and she looked up into the mirror and then down to the profile of my face.

"That's what those girls called you isn't it? Donkey? Not because of your brains though right?"

"I... Miss Willoughby-"

"Holly."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh I think you do. Your face is as red as those traffic lights and it already looks like you're sweating. So why don't you tell me... Are you a Donkey?"

Biting down on my bottom lip, I looked up to the rearview mirror and when I didn't answer, Holly nodded her head in agreement.

"Can I see it?"

"You want to see it?" I asked, completely unsure of what I had just heard. Looking into the mirror, I waited for Holly to answer, trying to gauge her reaction.

"Yes. I've never seen a donkey dick before and I'd love to see one in the flesh!"

"Don't you have a husband?" I asked, looking back to the road as the lights changed and we were able to keep heading out towards the Notting Hill residence.

"Oh we have a thing." Holly explained casually. "He can fuck whoever he wants and I can do the same. So can I see it?"

Sinking back in my chair, I looked up to the rear view mirror and then back to the road. Was this really happening? It seemed like one of those stories you would tell someone and they'd instantly call you a liar. As we drove onwards though, I could almost feel Holly getting more impatient and my own dick was close to making a decision for me. Holly couldn't see my length over the back of the car but impossibly, she seemed like she could tell I was aroused.

"I think you want to show it off... We can go inside, I'll take a quick peek at it and then you can go on your way. Unless you'd rather see what I've got underneath this dress?" She asked, adding a very nice sweetener to the deal. As she spread her legs in the rear view, I could see the coat parting and her legs spreading as well. Holly rolled her long dress up and while I could see her legs were still covered in the matching stockings, the smell of her arousal flooded the car, a scent that quickly overpowered the hanging air freshener off of the rearview. "Come on Donkey... Be smart about this. Don't you want to brag about being able to fuck a TV presenter? You must have wanked off to my magazine covers right?"

Chuckling, I fidgeted in my seat.

"I do have your FHM somewhere."

"Dirty boy. Now imagine doing everything you fantasized about doing to me with me." Holly purred, crossing her legs and then closing the coat to obscure more of her skin. "I know you want it, I want it. What's the problem?" She asked, her tongue sneaking over her ruby red lips and making them shine even more impossibly bright than before. "Tell you what, I won't say anything for the rest of the trip. You think it over. When we get to the block of flats, all you have to do, if you want to have sex with me, is come out and open the door for me. Otherwise, I'll just go on to my place and Daniel can come back over."

That seemed very fair to me and while I was making our way to the building, I quickly changed into the zones for Notting Hill and I knew that the time to make a decision was coming up. Going over the possible options here, I figured if anyone ever found out what I had done and what I had passed up I would never, NEVER live it down. Taking a hand off of the wheel, I grabbed at my crotch over my pants and that was enough to make my mind up.

I was going to fuck Holly Willoughby.

The streets, mercifully, were pretty empty and I had an easy spot to pull into. A modern miracle if you knew London at all. Slipping into the parking space, I got out of the front of the car and quickly made my way over to the back door, opening up the back door for Holly and she had a big smile on her face as she got up and out of the backseat.

"Smart boy." She complimented, her eyes running over the front of my body and then up to the stairs that led to her flat. Dipping her fingers into the coat pocket, Holly pulled out a keyring and pushed forward the main key that would unlock the front door. We made our way inside of the front lobby and Holly took the lead, her left hand came backwards and taking a hold of my right hand to lead me exactly where we needed to go. Walking through the lobby, we were soon in front of a door to a flat and Holly nodded her head. Unlocking the door, she pushed it open and allowed me to walk in after she allowed me to.

We made our way inside of the very nice looking paid for accomodation and as soon as she had the door shut with a click, Holly had her fingers on the deadbolt and we were doubly secure. I turned to look at her and as soon as she dropped her bag to the floor, she had her coat open and her dress was being rolled up her long legs. Holly moved forward, fast, as if she were a cat, and had her hands against my shoulders and she was leading me further into the room without a chance to even really guide my direction, fully trusting the busty blonde to lead me to somewhere safe. The back of my legs hit something and I was soon falling backwards off of the arm of one of the chairs, quickly moving myself into a more appropriate sitting position, Holly was stood in front of me and was working on stripping down her dress.

Holly turned away from me and with a flick of her head, her long sunshine coloured hair floated over her shoulder and slightly obscured her profile before her fingers worked on unzipping the length that ran along the side of her dress. Bit by agonising bit, the zipper came open and fell apart and I could see more of her skin with each passing moment. Holly looked over her shoulder at me and then offered me a wink before lifting her hands up and the dress fell away from her delightful body, hitting the floor in a puddle of silk and velvet with a silent noise. Standing before me, her legs were encased in midnight black stockings and a thin strip of a thong that sat around her hips. Her magnificent breasts were covered in a matching bra and before me, she stood as a Goddess.

"So what do you think... Donkey?" Holly asked, turning to fully face me, a dirty, flirty smirk on her face.

"I think... I've seen your FHM shoot." I said, shrugging my shoulders with a matching grin on me face.

"Oh those lad mags eh... What will we do with you and them?" She asked, walking forward and straddling my lap in one smooth move. Her hands came up and her palms rubbed against my chest before she let her hair fall back over her shoulder blades, the two of us staring eye to eye. Then, she closed her eyes and her face moved forward, very quickly alerting me to the fact that we were doing this. My hands came up and touched against her sun kissed skin, holding her as I closed my eyes and pursed my lips. Her legs were spread and I could feel the fabric of her thong up against me as she slowly slipped herself backwards and forwards, grinding herself against me as our lips made contact for the first time this evening.

Holly's hands ran up to the top of my spine and she held me in place as I turned my head to the side and opened my mouth up ever so slightly, my tongue pressed against her lips instantly and I could almost taste the smile on her lips as she opened her mouth up and our tongues met together. We could taste each other for the first time as we both moaned into the kiss, her fingers stroked against my spine as she slipped herself backwards and forwards. My hands ran down from her sides and down to her ass, my fingers digging into her skin and holding her flesh in my hands for the first time.

If I was in the right frame of mind, I could have considered just how wild this scene was. Holly Willoughby, THAT Holly Willoughby, was on my lap, half nude and making out with me! I was concentrating on not blowing my load in my work pants though and I was making sure to give it back to Holly as best as I could get. Her tongue curled around mine and she slowly sucked on it as I moaned into her mouth, Holly purred onto my tongue before she broke the kiss off, the two of us needing a break from the hot kiss. Her fingers ran over my spine before running over to my front, her hands undoing the knot of my tie, loosening it before she ripped my shirt open and her bare fingers were on my bare chest. Her nails rubbed against my flesh as her mouth opened and she caught my bottom lip between her teeth, tugging on my lip before she smirked down at me.

"Didn't get this in those dirty mags did you?"

"Nothing like this..."

Holly leant into the embrace and sank her teeth onto my ear lobe, tugging on it before she whispered in my ear.

"You haven't seen anything yet Donkey..."

Holly then slipped down off of the chair and down to the floor between my legs. Her knees hit the fluffy cut out carpet she had set out before the artificial fireplace and her hands were on the inside of my legs almost instantly. Her fingers ran over the inside of my thighs, her fingers combing through the fabric of my charcoal grey trousers before she found exactly what she was looking for. Finding it, Holly let out a little noise before she moved her hands up along my leg and up to my zipper, her fingers working on unzipping me and pulling my tugger down. Her hands slipped inside of my boxers and she popped the button of my boxers open, her fingers ran inside of my underwear and slowly pulled my hardening dick out of my underwear. Looking at it, Holly cooed in pleasure before she sat back on her knees and looked up at me.

"They... They really weren't kidding huh?"

Before I even had a chance to answer, she had her head into my lap and her right hand was holding my dick upwards. Her tongue ran along the underside of my shaft, tracing from the balls up to the head. She was already working my length like a pro and with every passing moment, I could feel my body already reacted to this insanely sexy MILF presenter working on me like she was my own personal private cocksucker porn star. Her right hand wrapped around the top of my cock and she pulled my length up, pressing it up against my stomach so that she could bring her tongue down from my balls and then run it upwards towards my the head of my cock, making sure to cover the entire underside of my length. As her tongue came up to bump against the bottom of my dick's head, she opened her mouth and closed those sexy, plump lips down around my head. Her tongue lashed against my head, bathing it in her spit before she wrapped her hand around the base of my dick and she pushed her mouth down onto my cock. My fingers gripped at the arms of the chairs as Holly let out a long, lewd moan with my dick in her mouth.

Looking down into her big eyes, she had them locked on mine and her bright red lipstick was already working on smearing against my dick. Holly opened her mouth and pushed her lips down a little bit further, the sound of another low, guttural moan filled the room as my dick hit the back of her throat and with one, lewd cough, spit fell from her mouth and down onto her glorious tits that were hanging beneath her. I reached down and ran my fingers through her long blonde hair, stroking her hair out of the way so I could see her face and her lips while they stretched out around my dick. Holly slipped her mouth up and down, her lips a tight vacuum around my dick as she slurped her mouth up and down all while her tongue was still bathing the underside of my cock with warm spit.

Holly's hands cupped my balls and she gave them a soft squeeze before she pushed her mouth all the way right back down and my entire length disappeared into her mouth. Her hands came down and she placed them against the inside of my thighs, keeping my legs spread and giving her enough room to work. Holly's nose nestled in my wiry pubic hair before she pulled her mouth all the way up off of my dick she let out a very audible gasp of air. Looking down at her, I could see there was a strand of saliva that was attached to my dick's head all the way over to her lips. Holly brought her hand up and broke the string with a swipe of her hand letting her be free from my cock.

"How was that Donkey?" Holly asked, looking up at me with a big smile on her face. "Better than those Uni girls?"

"Much better." I admitted, sighing in pleasure as her hand wrapped around my dick and offered it a very slow casual pump. Holly nodded her head and looked up at me, offering my dick's head a gentle kiss, she sat back on her legs and turned her head to the side slightly.

"How about I make you cum harder than you've ever done before?"

Before I even had a chance to ask her what she meant by that, Holly lifted her large breasts up and then right back down over my dick. My cock split right through the valley of her breasts like it was a hot knife through butter and almost right away, my dick was appearing at the top of her chest. Holly brought her arms forward and pinned those cushiony breasts down tight around my dick and as soon as they were trapped around my dick, she started to work her breasts up and down. If there was a better feeling on Earth, I couldn't tell you what it was. Holly had her breasts wrapped tightly around my dick and she was already driving me insane with it. Slipping her breasts up and down in a slow, steady and repeating rhythm, Holly's big eyes were locked on mine and how she looked with her lipstick, slightly smeared, was just driving me insane with pleasure.

"Look at that big fucking cock..." Holly purred as she pushed her large breasts together, adding an extra level to the tit fucking, she looked up at me and then down at my dick that was quickly popping up and sliding out of the valley of her breasts. "How the fuck am I going to be able to get that inside my pussy? Or my arse?" She asked as she started to work her tits up and down, faster and faster, getting herself into an easy rhythm in fucking my cock with her tits.

Holly was definitely a pro at this and as she slipped her large breasts up and down in perfect synchronicity with both her and my breathing, I could feel my orgasm starting to creep up on me. My fingers sank into the arms of the chairs all while I was watching Holly bring her breasts up and then down again. My dick twitched and a lone bead of my hot pre cum slipped from my dick's head and rolled down between her tits. Holly could definitely tell that I was close and she started to lift her chest up and down, moving quicker and quicker and she was working on making me cum hard. I bit down on my bottom lip and before I could even say anything, Holly spat down on my dick and between her tits one last time.