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No One's Like Katie

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I was happy as hell. At twenty-nine I got my first book published one month ago, and now I was on my way to New York for an interview on The Today Show. The leggy Katie Couric was the person I was sitting down with today, and it took all of my strength not to jerk my dick in the bus ride on the way over.

I should take this time to give a brief description of myself. I'm 6'-00", 170 pounds with long brown hair and crystal-blue eyes. I never thought my cock was big at eight-and-a-half inches, but after fucking several women, I knew.

My love for Katie started about ten years ago, and I used to whack off to her every morning. I lusted after her long, tanned legs; especially when she wore thigh-highs.

Anyway, back to the present.

After I got off of the bus, I entered through the back of the studio. A couple of security personnel met me and checked my papers that I received in the mail. Everything was clear, and I walked into the behind-the-scenes area.

While my mandatory makeup was being applied, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned my head, and I almost shit when I saw my girl standing there with that charming smile across her face. Her blonde hair shown beautifully in the bright lights, and her eyes sparkled. She wasn't wearing her customary business jacket yet, and her small, but perky, tits pushed against the pink tank-top she was wearing; I could see her protruding nipples thrusting out at my face. It was my first shot at it, so I figured 'What the hell?', and looked down really quick. She had on an especially short, black skirt today, and her luscious legs were clad in dark black stockings. The shoes she was wearing had leather straps that criss-crossed up her ankle and lower calf. I looked back up into her eyes so I wouldn't get caught leering.

"I just wanted to tell you that I read your book, and, even though I don't like a lot of horror, I loved your work."

"Thank you very much, Ms. Couric," I said. "It's an honour to meet you. I've been a huge fan of yours for a long time."

She placed her hand on my shoulder again and started rubbing it lightly. Her smile lit up her face again. "I have to get ready now, but I'll see you on the set in a couple of minutes. Good luck, Brian. And please, call me Katie." She squeezed my shoulder one final time and walked away. I watched the sway of her sexy ass in the large mirror in front of me as she left the room.

I walked onto the set, and sat down across from my dream woman. She now had on a matching black jacket, but her tits still looked lovely to me. She uncrossed her wondeful legs and bent forward to wish me good luck again. I noticed a bright white spot--her gorgeous panties--in between her legs as she leaned back; I saw that her stockings hugged right up against that juicy mound of flesh known as "Couric Cunt". I was fighting to stop the hard-on that was sprouting in my jeans.

She asked me the normal questions that every writer gets when interviewed, and, although the questions were boring, she kept fidgeting her legs around. I think she was giving me glimpses of her underwear on purpose.

Since I was the last person on, and it was five-of-ten, the show ended. "So, you weren't too nervous, were you?"

"Not at all. You made me feel very comfortable. I guess that comes from interviewing thousands of people."

"I usually hear that I make guests a little shaky, especially new-comers like you." She leaned in to whisper in my ear. "But I tried to make you feel reeeeal comfortable. Did you like the show I gave you?" She rested her back back against the chair. As she did, she ran her nice fingertips up her nyloned leg.

I nodded and smiled; my cock was beginning to grow and I felt the moisture from my pre-cum soaking into my thigh.

"Would you like to come over to my house now?"

I couldn't fathom what was happening right now. Here was the perfect mature woman for me--Katie Couric of all people!--asking me to come to her house.

"I would love to go with you, Katie."

We came up to her front door an hour later, and, before she opened it, she turned to me. "I just want to let you know that I generally don't ask strangers to my home. It's just that, lately, I've been so lonely, and a lot of guys don't like older women. I just saw how you were looking at me, and I had to ask." She unlocked the door, and we went in.

Her home was absolutely beautiful. I don't want to bore anyone with the details, but it was fantastic. She gave me a tour of the spacious downstairs. "You have a great house, Katie."

"Thank you, Brian." She gazed downward. "And it looks like you have a great cock there." She smiled wide and placed her sweet fingers on the bulge in my jeans. She ran her nails up and down the length.

"Wow! From what I've seen on TV, you seem to be uptight about sex." I reached out an adventurous hand and cupped her left breast. Damn it felt so firm.

"That's just an act for the conservitive people. Have you ever heard me talk about oral sex?"

"Yeah. You said you thought it was degrading and nasty."

"Well, Brian," she said as she knelt in front of me, "I love being degraded." She pulled my zipper down, and unleashed my hot and sticky meat from my boxers. "And I looove being nasty." She stood my dick straight up, and started slopping her saliva all around the shaft and head. A bubble of clear liquid escaped from the slit, and she stared up at me, saying, "Would you like Katie to eat that bit of cum there?"

As she stroked very slowly, I replied, "Yeah, slut. Eat my pre-cum now, because you're going to get a whole sack-full later."

"Mmmmm, that's nice," she cooed, as her tongue snaked out and gathered up the semen. She slurped it into her mouth with an audible spongy sound. I watched her throat contract as my seed fell inside of her stomach. She licked around my head, and finally took about four juicy inches of my cock into her mouth. She bobbed up and down, and I watched as her spit leaked out of the corners of her mouth.

"Ohhh shit. You're one great cock-loving cunt, Katie. Keep sucking, baby. I've been waiting for this for years."

My slippery shaft popped out of her warm mouth, and she said, "I love cock, Brian. But I think we should take this upstairs. I don't want you blowing your load before I get a chance to be filled with this meat." She let my prick go, and stood up. She thrusted her tongue into my mouth with a deep, loving kiss. I could taste the saltiness of my cock, but I didn't mind right now because I was getting Frenched by the slut of many fantasies.

She walked in front of me as we made our way up the winding staircase. My dick was still hanging out, and she reached behind her to lift her skirt a bit. It came just above her round, no-tan-lined ass, and I got a better view of those black thigh-highs pressing against her bulging cunt. I saw that her pussy lips were mashed against the white cotton panties and she was leaking cum.

We rounded a corner and walked down a very long hall. As we approached--what I would soon found out to be--her bedroom, we heard soft moans coming from the other side. Katie stopped and turned around. "I think I know who that is. I forgot to tell you, Ann Curry is staying with me while her apartment gets remodeled. Wanna bust in and catch her in whatever she's doing?" Katie grinned mischieviously as she groped for my rock-hard dick.

What else was I going to say but, "Sure."

Katie counted to three and pushed the door open. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. There was Ann Curry on Katie's bed, with her legs spread as wide as they could go, wearing knee-high leather boots, with about a ten-inch pink dildo slamming in and out of her shaved pussy. The louder moans were coming from a porn movie that was on the big-screen TV in front of her.

As soon as we entered, Ann looked over at us. She didn't even bother to remove the dong from her slick cunt, but, actually, started sliding it around inside of her snatch slowly. "Sorry, Katie. I forgot you were bringing him home today. You're right, he is hot. And look at that prick, it's glistening! Did you suck him off already?"

Katie led me by my cock over to the enormous bed with the near-naked Ann on it. Katie sat me down in between them both, and then knelt on the floor in front of me. "You're damn right I did. I couldn't wait till I got that solid fuck-stick in my mouth. Brian, take your clothes off," the morning show hostess told me.

I stood up and did as I was told. As Ann stared at my prick she frigged her snatch with the dildo. I sat back down awaiting my next task.

"Now, Ann, we're gonna rub pussies while I suck his cock." Katie stripped off all of her clothing except for the nylon stockings and srtappy heels. Ann scooted up the bed more and removed the plastic dick from her cunt. She sucked all of her juices off of it, and layed it on the table. Katie positioned her also-completely-shaven slit over Ann's lip-less pussy. As their hips girated and squirmed, Ann started sucking the spike of one heel into her mouth like it was a dick.

"Now get over here, and shove that cock down my throat. Fuck my face, baby." Katie flicked her tongue out at me in an inviting and enticing way.

I got up and instantly injected Katie's mouth with my hot cock. She hummed as I grabbed her pretty blonde hair, and started ramming my dick into her warm, wet throat. She gagged a little, but I could tell by how she was grinding her pussy into Ann's, that she was enjoying every second of it.

"Katie, you have the sweetest mouth on the planet. I love watching your pussies rub against each other as I fuck your mouth. But now I want to fuck your cunt before I explode." I drew my cock out, and Katie was a little disappointed at first. Then, as she wiped the slobber from her cheeks and chin, she smiled as she knew what was coming.

Katie told Ann to turn around so she could get her cunt eaten while I fuck it. The black-haired beauty complied, and now they were locked in a 69; their mouths instantly sopping up each others twats. I got behind the lovely Katie Couric, and I had to wait and stare a second at the stockings rubbing against her bare snatch. I bent in and joined Ann's tongue with my own as we both ate the woman's glorious pussy. Every once in a while, we would stop sucking on Katie's puffy lips to embrace in a kiss with me. I got back up and placed my seeping cock-head at the mound of girl-flesh; the heat radiating from it made me almost sweat. I felt Ann's long tongue lick my shaft as I started pushing my cock into her.

I grabbed her stockinged thighs as I heard Katie moan, "Shit yeah, Brian! Ohhhhh FUCK! I could feel your big cock hitting my cervix. Keep pumping, baby. Keep pumping while Ann sucks my lips."

I spit a wad of saliva right onto Katie's asshole. I used my left hand to spread her cheeks, and then I started to rub my thumb around the little hole.

"Don't fuck around! Just push a finger up my ass; I need it so bad." Katie was driving her ass back into my thrusts as I poked my middle finger, all the way to the knuckle, right up her asshole. "There you go, sweety. Fuck my ass and pussy at the same time."

I just did as I was told, and kept pounding into that slushy, fat-lipped pussy of the TV star as her co-host sucked mouthfuls of cunt in. I felt one of Ann's fingers snake inside Katie's filled box.

A few more seconds and I couldn't hold back anymore. "Shit bitches, I'm gonna cuuuum! I want to do it on Katie's cunt so Ann could lick it all off." I pushed in one final time, and I felt my cock pulse. I drew it out and shot long, white ropes of semen all over the bald beaver. It slid right between the folds of lips and onto Ann's tongue. She opened her mouth wide and sucked, slurped, and licked all of my cum off of Katie's dripping pussy.

Ann looked up from the engorged cunt she just ate dry, and said, "That was the most delicious jizz I ever swallowed."

After giving Ann's pussy one final long lick, Katie got off of her, and layed along side the beautiful, mature woman. Katie looked over at me with those exquisite eyes she has, and said, "I think you better spend the night, Brian. Ann has to have that sweet prick of yours, and I need some of that cum in my stomach."

I didn't even bother getting dressed. I just laid in between the most beautiful women on TV, and started playing with their pussies. 'This is going to be a great night,' I thought, as Ann rammed my half-hard cock into her mouth.

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