Getting the Job - Holly Willoughby 09

As the fingers came closer, Holly could smell her own scent again, rich and strong. She had grown to enjoy her own smell and the taste of her pussy but had never been fed it before. As a finger pushed into her mouth, she closed her soft pink lips around it and sucked. Drawing in her own flavour she quietly moaned. Her agile tongue joined in, seeking out all traces of her tasty cum. Eagerly she accepted more of her cream from the second finger, tongue lapping up the syrupy juice.

Grey moaned, feeling Holly's mouth sucking his finger, her tongue running all over it. Hearing her moans of delight, the man almost came himself. So sexy. So fucking sexy! She's really enjoying her taste.

Wanting a proper taste himself, Grey got up off the bed. Moving gently so as not to "wake" Holly, he closed her legs. Taking a moment feel her up again, he ran his hands along her pantyhose encased thighs, thinking, Smooth and sexy. Reaching to her hips, his fingers hooked under her tights and knickers. With a bit of difficulty, he pulled the underwear down over the "sleeping" Holly Willoughby's sexy big bum. Gently tugging down at the front, he uncovered her bush.

Leaning over the side of the bed, the producer brought his face to the star's crotch. Inhaling, he sampled the pure unadulterated scent of Holly Willoughby. The pungent odour filled his nostrils, stronger than ever. Between his legs, Grey's dick was bouncing up and down in time with his racing heartbeat. Resting his head in her bush, he continued to inhale her scent, breathing deep as his excitement increased.

'Fuck Holly, you smell so fucking sexy! It smells so strong, so hot.'

Holly could feel the air on her now exposed snatch, trying to cool her superheated minge. The sound of Grey's sniffing was clear to hear as were his words. She was desperate to beg him to eat her pussy, to lick her out. She wanted to feel his tongue on her, his lips sucking her. But with all the willpower she had she remained as still as she could, trying to retain the fuck doll fantasy of her "sleeping" body being there for the man to use.

Not completely successful, the presenter's body shivered from time to time, her excitement beyond total containment. She could feel her cunt throbbing, the man's breath hot on her boiling snatch.

Eager to get at that dripping twat, Grey gripped the tights and panties and pulled them down Holly's sexy long legs. As they came down, the panties and pantyhose bunched up and rolled together. Having pulled the underwear down and off, he looked at the gusset. Thick yellow stains, both wet and crusty, covered the cotton gusset. Not one part of the white panel remained unstained by the leaking snatch of Holly Willoughby. A long thick streak of moisture clearly defined where her camel toe had sucked in the silky garment.

'Looks so nasty,' the man said, his voice breaking with excitement. Looking at the "sleeping" blonde he thought, If only the public could see you now, Holly. Your big tits out, nipples hard. Naked from the waist down, legs spread. Your minge: wet and open, fully exposed, waiting, needing to be used. Your dirty knickers, soaking wet gusset, filled with your cream as you're molested in your sleep. He moaned with delight.

Dropping the dirty knickers on the bed, the producer spread Holly's legs further. Between them, her twat lips opened further, slick with cream. A runnel of fluid escaped to disappear between her arse cheeks before soaking into the covers.

Lying between Holly's splayed legs, Grey adjusted his hard dick beneath him. More pre-cum dripped onto the bed. Returning his face to the blonde's crotch, he was presented with the sight of her now naked snatch. It was so wet, slickness covering the lips, shining in the bedroom light. Her bush looked soft, her outer cunt wonderfully furred. And it's so hot. I can feel her heat on my face. And the smell! My God, the smell is amazing, he thought, happily inching closer and inhaling the star's scent once more.

With a moan, he pressed his face fully into the exposed minge. Hot sticky wet flesh engulfed him. His nose pressed into the crease of her snatch, the bridge rubbing against her clit before the tip started to penetrate the quivering cunt hole. Moving his head, lips closed over her flaps and sucked, taking his first full taste of Holly Willoughby today. Delicious. Hungrily, he sucked, licked and slurped at the fragrant, tasty cunt before him. Face now covered in the blonde's cunt butter, he explored her pussy, probing anything and everything.

Holly was panting. The milky white globes of her tits heaved with each rise and fall of her chest, matching her panting breaths. Still buzzing from their earlier torture, the nipples remained hard, begging for even more attention. Hips squirming, she pressed against the face eating her minge, sucking at her clit, the tongue running up and down her slit, sucking her flaps before delving inside her.

Oh fucking God! She nearly screamed when a finger was added to the mix. Quickly penetrating her sopping fuck hole, it sunk deep into her. Groaning, she felt it twisting inside her, stroking her walls, probing and touching. Yes! A second finger entered her, more sensations flooded throughout her body, emanating from her crotch. Pleasure tingles ran up and down her spine, vibrations coursed through her, hitting every part of her body. Gasping, she exploded into orgasm.

'Yes! Yes! Yes!' she screamed out, grabbing her producer's head in both hands and holding his face into her exploding cunt. Unable to maintain the sleeping illusion, she moaned and groaned. Savagely, she humped against the man's face, fucking him. Feet planted on the bed, back arching, she raised her pelvis, pressing into her tormentor harder, seeking to reach higher heights of pleasure. As a third finger entered her, Holly erupted into another orgasm.

Holly felt her entire pussy tunnel contract, squeezing the invading fingers, sucking on them. Then she froze for a split second before her body felt like it was suddenly rushing in on itself before exploding outwards as a third, even more intense orgasm detonated like a bomb. Back arching even higher, she pressed hard against Grey, pulling his face into her gyrating crotch. Screaming out in passion, the hot blonde spurted her girl cum at her producer, covering his face with her cream. Audibly, the syrupy liquid splashed against the man, filling his mouth, spurting everywhere, splattering down on to the bed.

Am I peeing? she thought hazily. There's so much cum. Oh, oh fucking yes!

'Yes! Cum you horny fucking bitch.' Grey said, his voice muffled by the squishy erupting flesh pressed into his face. Christ, she's cumming so hard. With no room to move, he ground his face into the hot, wet smelly minge. Beneath, he ground his cock against the bed, feeling his pre-cum coating the head, the bed cover below slick with the juice.

Crashing back onto the bed, Holly's body quivered as aftershocks of pure bliss rocked her. Spasms gripped the blonde's muscles, pulsing small ripples of delight throughout her overloaded system. Panting, she moaned as shivers of post orgasmic waves rolled through her. Without even realising it, her hands had cupped her boobs, fingers squeezed the hard nipples, adding to the sensations.

'How was that?' panted Grey in question, testing her.

Too exhausted to reply, the star gave a satisfied moan, her eyes remaining closed as they had all night.

Grey took several minutes to calm down. It had been so exciting to watch Holly in her series of such strong orgasms that he had nearly spent his own load. However, he intended to spend it elsewhere, not on the sheets. Having enjoyed her legs, twat and tits, the producer wanted her arse now.

Getting up off the bed, he closed Holly's bare legs. Damn she's wet he thought, taking note of the slick girl cum absolutely covering her crotch, inner thighs and plastered and on down her legs. Beneath her the bed covers were soaked with her cum. Probably ruined, he thought, smiling.

As gently as he could, he rolled the TV star over on to her front. Losing sight of her magnificent boobs, he was rewarded with the sight of her glorious bum. In her "sleep", Holly brushed golden hair away from her face and placed her hands on the pillow below her head. She murmured a sound of satisfaction.

Standing next to the bed, Grey stood with hands on his hips, hard dick sticking out proud, bobbing with the beat of his excited heart, pre-cum dripping copiously. Looking down, his eyes roamed over the blonde woman's arse, following the beautiful curves of her cheeks, tracing the crevice bisecting them. Gazing lower, he took in the crease below her cheeks then followed the shape of those oh so delicious legs of hers.

'Beautiful,' he said.

Reaching down, he fondled an arse cheek, fingers squeezing the strong, warm firm flesh. Letting his fingers roam over the mound, feeling the muscle flex in response. Grey brushed his hand up and down the cheek, his fingers getting closer to Holly's arse crack. Below, the blonde shivered as the man's fingers slide down the crack, teasing the inner skin of the buttocks. Toned and firm, Grey's fingers couldn't get to the hidden arsehole, but he wasn't done with the cheeks just yet.

Laying there on her front, boobs squashed beneath her, Holly shivered at the touch of the man's hands on her bum. A delicious thrill ran along her spine when she felt the tips of his fingers brushing down her butt crack. Relaxing her cheeks, she invited him to probe, but to her disappointment he didn't accept the invitation.

Moving on, Grey groped the other cheek, leaning over Holly's body. Getting closer, he pressed his hard dick forward, smearing pre-cum on her hip. Bracing his hands on the bed, the TV producer leaned down, planting kisses all over the firm cheeks. With each kiss he felt the smooth toned muscle quiver, inviting more contact.

Stepping to the end of the bed again, Grey spread Holly's legs once more, first one then the other. Peering between them, he looked at the wet mess of her crotch, the fur matted on her cunt, the large wet patch on the cover below her. Above the still twitching minge, the smooth white globes of the presenter's arse.

'Fucking glorious,' he said.

Climbing back on the bed, he positioned himself on his knees between the splayed legs. With both hands he reached forward and started feeling up Holly Willoughby, his hands roaming over her sexy arse, fingers squeezing the hot pliant flesh. Fresh waves of pussy stink rose from her heated crotch, adding to the sensations the man was experiencing.

A hand on each cheek, he pulled, parting Holly's arse and uncovering her arsehole. Despite everything he had done to it over the course of their working relationship, despite everything that other men and women had put that orifice through, Holly Willoughby's little pink anus looked tight. Pink and twitching, the butthole looked so inviting. With each twitch, the creases of the sphincter seemed to tremble, winking at him.

Unable to stop himself, Grey pressed between the spread arse cheeks and kissed Holly on her quivering asshole. Again the ring of muscle twitched, this time in response to the loft lips pressing against it. Letting his tongue explore, he pressed it to the star's anus, greeted by more twitching. Excitedly, he lapped at the blonde's neither hole, tasting the slightly salty sweat. Probing, the tip of the tongue traced the creases of the tightly closed sphincter.

Circling her arsehole, Holly felt the man's tongue exploring her backdoor. God, I love being rimmed, she thought as she tried to relax her sphincter, inviting the tongue inside.

Feeling the hole trying to suck his tongue in, Grey stiffened it and pressed forward. Despite how tight the anal muscle looked, it was well practiced and used to be taking fingers, toys, dicks and anything else that could be shoved up there. Welcoming the probing oral muscle, the ring slowly relaxed, accepting the invasion gleefully.

Damn, but she loves anal, Grey thought as his tongue started to penetrate Holly's rear. He moaned, feeling the ridges of the sphincter passing by as his tongue went deeper. Quickly, the sensation changed to the smooth inner walls of the sexy blonde's rectum. Moaning at the sweet taste of Holly's backdoor, the producer began to explore in earnest. Constantly flexing and stiffening his tongue, tasting inside the glorious big bum, burying his face between the cheeks.

Again unable to stop herself, Holly squirmed against the bed. Sensations rippled out from her invaded asshole. His tongue feels amazing up my bum.

Below him, Grey felt the "sleeping" woman twitching as he delved deeper. Hands keeping the firm cheeks spread, he pressed his face deep into her arse, forcing his tongue as far up her rectum as he could. Even her arsehole tastes fantastic.

Gyrating his hips and rubbing his throbbing cock against the bed, the man concentrated on the texture of his star's rectum and sphincter. Tongue darting in and out, exploring, probing and fucking. Spreading the buttocks as far apart as he could, Grey pressed his lips to the anal ring, pushing his tongue back in. Damn, I'm Frenching Holly Willoughby's backdoor. I've got my tongue so far up her arse!

Both man and woman moaned as the dirty kiss continued. They marvelled at the sensations each of was experiencing. Holly felt the tongue exploring her, forcing her anal muscles open, teasing her ring. His hands clasping her butt cheeks, kneading the firm flesh. Grey felt the differences of the celebrity's skin, moving from ridged to smooth, firm and soft, all of it hot and clasping.

Needing to rest his overworked tongue for a moment, the TV producer kissed the star's arse. Planting kisses all of the firm globes, he then kissed up and down the crevice. Beneath, he could feel his dick throbbing, getting desperate in its need to blast a load out. Wanting to delay the inevitable, he pulled away from the beautiful arse he was eating.

An idea came to him. Rolling over, he lay down and rested his head on Holly's bum. So hot, so sexy, he thought, feeling her butt crack on the back of his head. In this position, the scent of her still dripping minge lessened, if only slightly. Reaching over, Grey picked up Holly's discarded, dirty wet knickers, still rolled up with her dark pantyhose. Head nestled in the crack of Holly's arse and resting on her firm cheeks, he raised the dirty panties to his face and inhaled. The scent of the hot blonde was amazing, and very strong. Pressing his tongue to the pungent gusset, he took another taste of the woman's cunt cream.

Moving his head and the panties in his hands, he explored the underwear. He nostrils filled with the scent of her pussy, but underneath he could detect her sweat and towards the front of the gusset a hint of her pee. With one hand he played with his dick, teasing himself but careful not to go too far just yet.

She must have worn these all day. Must have gone to the gym as usual as well. These panties stink! Damn, she's amazing! She is so fucking hot.

'Damn, Holly, your cum tastes amazing. And this arse feels so fucking sexy,' he said, pressing his head back against the round cheeks in emphasis. Continuing to sniff the knickers for several minutes, he was lost in the erotic moment. Bobbing up and down, his dick was bouncing against his stomach, desperate to get involved as his drummed his fingers along its throbbing length. As he continued to inhale the scent and taste the cream on the knickers, Grey couldn't deny himself much longer. I need to cum so fucking bad now!

Still "asleep", Holly didn't answer her boss but she could hear him sniffing and deduced what was happening with her knickers. He really enjoys my smell. Pleasurable sensations still rolled through her body and the need to cum was starting to build again. Wish I could reach down and wank myself she thought, and give myself another cum.

As if in response, her employer moved, saying 'Gotta fuck you, Holly.' Dropping the knickers back to the bed, he got up. Turning, he reached down and rolled his star over onto her back. Moving quickly now, he spread Holly's legs wide, displaying her wet furry snatch. Climbing between her thighs, he pressed his dick against her. Slick with cream, she offered no resistance and the man sunk his aching dick into the "sleeping" woman.

With a deep sigh, Grey pushed deep into to ever-so-hot and welcoming minge. Going deeper, his prick was engulfed in Holly's heat, embraced by the wet gripping walls. He pulled back then pressed forward, sinking more of his rod into the TV star. Fucking back and forwards, he finally entered the blonde bombshell, fully sheathed in her clutching depths.

'Damn, Holly. You're so hot in there. So wet, and still so tight,' he moaned.

Bracing himself on his hands and knees, Grey didn't waste any more time and started slamming into the minge wrapped around his cock. Arousal built up and stoked after what felt like hours of exploring the "sleeping" celebrity's body, feeling her, tasting her, smelling her. Images of her convulsing, shuddering body as she climaxed filled his mind and the sensation of her twat gripping his cock pulsed around his embedded prick.

Holly's entire body rocked with every impact as her boss pounded into her hungry cunt. Over and over he slammed into her, impaling her wanton snatch with his thick hard cock. And still she remained "sleeping". But she couldn't remain silent. Moans and groans escaped her pink lips. Her hips gyrated, her inner walls gripping the cock invading her. Working her pussy in her own need to cum again, she milked the thrusting cock. Her pussy sucked the prick, practically giving him a blow job even as he pounded in and out of her.

All three holes can suck cock, Holly thought as she worked the man fucking her. Unable to hold back any longer, she wrapped her long legs around the man, using the leverage it gave her to fuck back. Thrusting her hips up, the Brit fucked herself on her employer's dick. Sighs and gasps from her were joined by moans from him. Throughout it all, the stunning blonde kept her eyes closed, trying her best to maintain the illusion of being asleep.

'God...God damn!' Grey cried out as he buried himself as deep as he could before unleashing his sperm. Holding himself rigid, he felt each pulse of cum surging up along his dick before erupting out of the head. He would swear he could hear his semen splashing inside the blonde, coating her walls, filling her womb.

Using her legs, Holly held Grey to her, mashing their groins together. Fully impaled, cunt throbbing, she felt the man pulsing and cumming inside her. As the warm sensation of fresh semen flooding deep inside filled her world, Holly came again. Once more her snatch convulsed as she climaxed. Pulling the man tighter to her with her legs, Holly arched her back, taking every available inch of his prick, feeling it hit the back of her cunt.

The bedroom was full of the couples moans and groans. Heat from the bucking, humping bodies warmed the room. The air was thick with the scent of their sweating bodies but buried beneath the pungent aroma of Holly Willoughby's smelly snatch as its creamy sweet depths were filled with the man's salty seed.

After what felt like an eternity, Holly's body collapsed back to the bed. With an obscene slurping sound, Grey's cock was pulled from the blonde's clasping quim. Rocking back on his knees, he looked down at the TV presenter. Where she had flopped back down, her long legs were thrown to the sides, spread wide open. Where they met, her crotch was a soaking mess. Pussy lips gaping open, cunt hole stretched wide, a thick river of white semen ran out of Holly Willoughby. It was mixed with the yellow of her own thick girl cum. Slowly the fragrant mixture flowed out of her, ran down the crack of her ass before pooling on the bed covers.