Hot pants weather girl

CHAPTER FIVE

It was two days later when Drew Weston, Paula's father, first saw the big colored billboards of his daughter. He was driving to work when he noticed the large sign with her picture on it, announcing Paula Weston was to be the new weather girl on channel four. The thing that thoroughly shocked him was the sight of his young daughter's big tits practically falling out of her low-cut gown. There was such an expanse of bare flesh that her nipples were barely covered. Emblazoned across the bottom of the billboard were the words: SEE MORE ON CHANNEL FOUR.

Drew Weston was a handsome, but very conservative man in his early forties, and the sight of his daughter displaying her breasts on a billboard enraged him. After passing three more signs on his way to work, he was in a furious rage when he walked into the office.

"Good morning, Mr. Weston," smiled Lynn, his beautiful redheaded secretary. "My, you should be so proud of your daughter."

Drew glanced at the morning paper that Lynn was holding out to him. A big four-column picture of Paula and her tits was staring out at him from the paper.

"It's disgusting!" he snapped, pushing the paper away.

"She's a lovely-looking girl," said Lynn, confused with the man's angry reaction. "And it's a wonderful opportunity for her."

"That photograph is obscene," he growled.

"What's obscene about it?" asked Lynn.

"Those naked breasts," he sighed, slumping into the chair behind his desk.

"I don't see anything wrong with it," argued Lynn. "It's a very lovely photograph."

"Would you display yourself like that?" he asked.

"If I were built like her, I would," she giggled. "Then maybe you'd noticed me."

"Don't be silly," laughed the man.

"I'm not being silly," she answered. "I've worn sexy clothes around here lots of times and you haven't paid the least bit of attention to me."

"I'm not supposed to!" he snapped. "You're my secretary."

"And I'm a woman, too," she whispered, sitting on the edge of his desk with her short skirt pulled up, giving him a good look at her shapely legs. "Or haven't you noticed?"

"Don't be silly, Lynn." He blushed. "I'm a married man."

"So what?" giggled the attractive redhead. "It would make a girl feel a little better if you didn't treat her like the office furniture."

"That's enough foolish talk," he smiled for the first time. "Is the Colman report ready?"

"Yes," she sighed, sliding down from his desk. "But someday I'm gonna get you into my bed. I'd like to see what makes you tick."

"Go on," he laughed, giving her a light slap on the fanny. "Get the Colman report. There's a lot of work to be done."

It was a long day for Drew Weston as everyone he met had a comment to make about his daughter, and the man was weary when he finally arrived home that evening.

"Did you see this picture of Paula?" beamed his wife when she greeted him with the paper.

"Yes!" he snapped. "And so has everyone else in town."

"Isn't she lovely," smiled his wife.

"I think it's disgusting," sighed Drew.

"Why?"

"Look at the way her breasts are exposed."

"Oh, darling," his wife giggled. "You're just old fashioned. It's a terrific photograph."

They were interrupted when Paula came rushing down the stairs with a radiant glow on her face.

"Hi, Pops," she smiled. "Did you see my picture in the paper?"

"Yes," replied the man. "And that's what I want to talk to you about."

"Later!" she shouted back over her shoulder as she ran out through the door. "I'm having my first rehearsal tonight and I don't want to be late."

Driving down to the station in the little Triumph her parents had given her for her seventeenth birthday, Paula was excited about meeting Randy Witmore, the handsome newscaster, for the first time. She'd watched him so many times on television, and now at last she was going to meet him in person.

"Well," beamed Babs Conner, leading Randy Witmore over to Paula when the girl arrived.

"This is a real pleasure, and I'm glad to say that you're even prettier than your pictures."

"Thank you, Mr. Witmore," she blushed, surprised to see that, in person, he even looked younger than his thirty years.

"Please call me Randy," the handsome man smiled, still holding her hand. "If we're going to be working together, I want us to be close friends."

"Okay, Randy," she answered softly.

Paula couldn't believe that she was going to be first-name friends with the dashing young newscaster.

"She's some doll," Randy said to Babs later that night when Paula had gone home.

"I saw that look in your eye," she giggled. "But keep you hands away from her. She's Wayne's property."

"But I thought you and Wayne had a thing going?" he asked in a puzzled voice.

"We have," she smiled. "He and I have been playmates for over ten years, with no strings attached."

"Then what gives between him and little Miss Tits?"

"I'm Wayne's main course," laughed Babs. "But sometimes he likes to steal a bit out of the candy jar, and Paula is his new peppermint stick."

"God," he laughed. "I'd like to taste that little piece of candy."

"I can tell that," giggled Babs. "But if you want to keep your job, just lay off the kid until Wayne is finished with her."

As the rehearsals continued for the next few evenings, Paula sensed that Randy Witmore was more than casually interested in her. When they were moving around the set, he seemed to brush his body and hands against her, but never made any specific advances. Her infatuation with the man seemed to increase with every day that passed, yet he kept their relationship on a strictly friendly basis.

One evening when Paula had stayed later than usual to go over some notes with Babs, she ran into Randy when she walked out to the parking lot.

"Hi," she called out when she saw him getting into his car.

"Hello, Paula," he smiled. "I thought you'd gone home a long time ago."

"I was with Babs," she replied, boldly opening the door to his car and sitting down next to him.

Glancing nervously into the rear-view mirror, Randy was relieved to see there were no other cars left in the darkened lot. He certainly didn't want Wayne Marshal to see the pretty young girl with him.

"Are you in a big hurry?" she asked, noticing that he was a bit nervous.

"Not at all," he stammered, excited by the presence of the sexy little blonde.

"Good," sighed Paula, resting her head against the back of the seat. "Let's just talk for a while."

"I'd like that," he smiled, aware that the girl was edging over closer to him.

"Do you think I'll make a good weather girl?" asked Paula, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I'm sure you will," whispered Randy, putting his arm around her. "We're gonna make a helluva team."

Without saying another word, Paula turned her softly parted lips up to him, and he tenderly covered them with his mouth as she'd known he would. It was a long, deep kiss with their tongues deliciously entwined in their mouths.

"You kiss nice," she whispered when their clinging lips finally parted.

"So do you," he answered excitedly, his cock suddenly starting to throb in his pants.

"I'll bet you're neat in bed," she said in a husky whisper as she once more lifted her lips to his.

"Why do you say that?" he asked, completely shocked by the young girl's boldness.

"Because you look like you have a neat prick," she giggled, lightly resting her hand on the big bulge in the front of his crotch.

"Do you like neat pricks?"

"Shit, yes," whispered Paula, slowly lowering his zipper. "I love to play with hard cocks."

Randy could hardly believe what was happening as the young girl's cool soft fingers pulled his hard, hot rod out of his open fly.

"This is a beauty," she smiled, starting to slide his foreskin up and down over his throbbing cockhead. "D'ya want me to bring you off?"

"Shit yes," he panted, pulling his pants down.

While he was doing this, Paula unbuttoned his shirt and opened it so his cum wouldn't splatter all over the garment.

"Okay," she whispered, resting her face on his bare stomach as she began tenderly stroking his stiff boner. "Just relax and enjoy it."

With her eyes only inches from the tip of his big cockhead, she could see little drops of seminal fluid oozing out from the little slit in the end of it. Paula had never heard of sucking a man's cock, but she suddenly had a strong desire to lick up the little droplets with her tongue, yet she was afraid that Randy would think she were some kind of a depraved pervert.

She was still staring hungrily at the end of his juicy dick when she felt the pressure of his hand on the back of her head. She couldn't understand what he was doing at first, but then she suddenly realized he was gently forcing her mouth down toward his thick hard prick.

"That's it, honey," he panted when she didn't resist. "Suck me off, honey, suck me off."

"Okay," the girl whispered. "But how do I do it?"

"Haven't you ever given a guy a blow-job before?" he asked in a shocked voice.

"No, I haven't," she answered, snaking her tongue out and lightly licking the end of his knob. "But it sounds like fun."

He couldn't believe that this hot little bitch that had boldly grabbed for his prick had never sucked a guy off.

"It is fun," he panted. "You'll love it."

"How do I do it?" she asked, still licking the end of his cock with her tongue.

"You just suck and sort of fuck it with your mouth instead of your cunt."

Tongue-washing his cockhead, Paula was thrilled with the rather musky taste and scent of the man's dong. There was something extremely exciting about the texture of his hard knob against her tongue.

"Okay," she whispered, releasing his prick and sitting up in the seat. "I'll suck on your cock if you'll play with my boobs."

"That's a fair deal," he grinned as she unfastened her blouse and removed it.

Randy Witmore could hardly believe his eyes when her luscious big tits spilled out in front of him. He'd seen her half-exposed boobs in the dresses designed for their broadcasts, but the sight of them completely bare was absolutely dazzling.

The soft pinkness of her big areolas was a delicious contrast to the creamy softness of her naked tits, and her cherry-hard nipples were bursting out like huge blossoming buds.

"D'ya like my titties?" she giggled, pleased at the excited way he was staring at them.

"They're beautiful," he gasped, licking his dry hot lips.

"Wait 'til you see what else I have," she whispered, arching her hips and sliding her skirt and panties down over her sweet young ass.

Randy just stared numbly at the soft triangle of wispy golden pubic hairs between her creamy thighs.

"See," she giggled. "Isn't that a cute little twat?"

"Christ, yes," he gulped.

"And it's horny as hell," she whispered, parting the soft wet lips with her fingers, exposing the juicy inner flesh of her slippery little slit.

No one had ever excited Randy as much as this little teenaged nymphet. Not only was she young, beautiful and stacked, but there was something about her sexual honesty that thoroughly turned him on.

"Okay, Randy," giggled Paula. "Take your clothes off if you want me to suck your cock, every stitch."

Stepping out into the darkness of the parking lot, he quickly disrobed by the side of the car, tossing his clothes into the back seat. A delicious tingle rippled through the girl's horny little twat when she saw his big massive balls dangling beneath his nice stiff cock.

"Shit, that's a fuckin' beauty," she whispered when he crawled back into the car.

Frantically clutching at the naked girl, Randy drew her soft young body into his arms, her warm flesh burning deliciously against his bare skin.

"Oooooooooh, Randy," she giggled with delight as his fingers traveled across her erect nipples. "That feels so neat."

Once more wrapping her fingers around his lurching prick, Paula stared with fascination at the big thick cock she was clutching in her hand. His big shiny cockhead looked as if it were ready to explode as she thrilled to the feel of the blood surging through the distended veins just beneath his smooth, tightly-stretched cock-skin.

Leaning over, she darted her hot little tongue against the little slit in the end of his knob, the slit that would soon be squirting cum into her eager mouth for the first time. Paula had no idea how a man's jizz would taste, but she was dying to try it. Becoming more excited by the second as she clung to his shaft, the girl began hungrily licking it as if it were an ice-cream cone. Finally dropping to her knees in front of the car seat, she opened her mouth wide and lowered her slippery hot lips down over his deliciously big cockhead.

"Oh, sweet Jesus," he moaned, looking at the beautiful mass of long blonde hair swirling over his cock.

"God, your prick tastes good," she whispered up to him between sucks and gulps.

Thrilled with the exciting taste and texture of his thick juicy dick, Paula was soon devouring it with passion. The man was almost out of his mind with ecstasy as Paula worked her hot sucking mouth up and down over his pleasure-crazed dick.

Randy was lurching all over the car seat as her tongue slithered deliciously against every nerve on his spit-drenched dong. Her soft clinging lips seemed to be sucking the very core out of his pulsing dork. He couldn't believe that this was the horny little teenager's first blow-job.

"D'ya like it, honey?" she whispered, momentarily removing her mouth from his big juicy prick. "Is it fun to fuck your cock into my naughty mouth?"

"Christ, yes!" he panted. "But please don't stop suckin', baby! Please don't stop!"

"Are you gonna fill my mouth with your nice hot jizz?" she teased.

"Christ, yes!" he gasped. "But for God's sake, keep suckin'!"

Her soft passionate mouth began working deeper and faster over his throbbing boner. The delicious suction of her lips sucking and pulling on the head of his cock was driving him wild. Half-crazed with excitement, Randy stared down at the juicy lips ovalled around his thick wet shaft, her head bobbing as her long blonde hair flew wildly around her lovely flushed face.

"Oh, sweet pissin' shit!" he sobbed, feeling her soft hand slide beneath his balls, gently massaging them while her middle finger instinctively probed around his sensitive asshole. "That's it, baby! That's it!"

Suddenly realizing that Randy enjoyed the way her finger was teasing his shitter, she slipped the tip of it in and began moving her mouth up and down faster over his cock, taking the big knob deeper and deeper into her throat. With his lusty balls swollen with sperm juice, it was more than he could take when he felt the full length of her finger slither up into the hot depths of his slippery asshole.

"Oh, God!" he roared, grasping Paula's long blonde hair and shoving her mouth down tighter around his lurching cock as it exploded a torrent of jizz into her mouth. His thick white cum continued squirting into her throat, and no matter how fast she swallowed, it was oozing out of the corners of her cocksucking lips as they clung wetly to his spurting shaft.

"Jesus Christ!" he sobbed as Paula sucked out and swallowed the last drops from his shrinking shaft.

"Gee, that stuff tastes neat," she whispered, licking globs of cum from her lips. "Did it feel good?"

"Christ, yes," he panted. "You sure learned how to give a wild blow-job in a hurry."

"I guess I'm just a natural-born cocksucker," she giggled.

They sat quietly for the next half hour, Randy holding her soft naked body in his arms while she gently stroked his limp wet prick back to hardness again.

"Oh, Randy," she whispered when his thick shaft was once more bone-hard in her hand. "I want that beauty in my cunt."

Facing the man as he sat in the car seat, Paula straddled his loins and slowly lowered her hot dripping slit down toward his throbbing dick. Still clutching the base of his big prick-shaft, she guided the head of his cock into the hot juicy slit between her slippery pussy-lips.

The feel of Paula's hot cunt sliding down over his thick boner, and the softness of her big luscious tits pressing against his face filled his loins with a wild lust. Opening his lips, the handsome newscaster sucked one of her big rock-hard nipples into his mouth.

Still lowering her slippery twat down over his thick rod, taking more and more of it into her grasping fuck-hole, Paula whispered, "Oh, honey, it feels so fuckin' hard and good."

When the length of his big stiff dong had slithered up through her tight young hole, Paula could feel his big bloated cockhead probing up into the scalding depths of her clinging cunt.

"Shit, Randy," she whispered, rotating her cunt around his deeply buried boner. "Your hard prick feels so fuckin' good."

Frantically grasping at the bare cheeks of her sweet young ass, Randy began bouncing her up and down over his rigid cock. Paula was soon squealing with delight as she felt his thick meaty cock plowing in and out against the sensitive inner flesh of her little cock-stretched twat. Looking down between her legs, the aroused little blonde could see his juice-drenched cock plunging in and out of her hot, grasping slit. With each thrust she could see and hear her lust-swollen cunt-lips sucking and squeezing against his juice-slickened shaft.

"Oh, darling!" she squealed with delight as she began bouncing faster over his lurching cock. "I love it, baby, I love it."

"Jesus, honey," he panted, watching her luscious big tits bouncing up and down in front of his face. "You really know how to make a guy's cock hum."

"That's 'cause I love to fuck," she whispered in a husky voice. "Shit, how I love to fuck."

"Christ, Paula!" he gasped, thrusting his cock up to meet every downward plunge of her scalding pussy. "Are you gonna get a pussy full of jizz!"

"Good!" she squealed with joy. "Fill me with it! I love it! I love it!"

Crazed with excitement, Randy was staring down at the hot juices squishing out of her cunt and running down his glistening shaft. Watching his cock disappearing in and out of her juicy pussy, Randy was bouncing the little blonde faster and faster over his throbbing tool.

Her eyes blazing with lust, her long blonde hair flying wildly around her damp, flushed face, Paula stared passionately at him as they raced closer and closer to life's ultimate thrill.

"Oh, fuck, baby, fuck!" she screamed, rubbing her big soft tits against his face. "Fuck the shit out of me!"

His hard burning cock had set her sex-crazed body on fire as their mutual ecstasy mounted and mounted, and when she suddenly felt his hot cum pouring into her steaming fuck-hole, Paula exploded into her own screaming, lurching orgasm.

"Ooooooooooh, baby!" she screamed, frantically clinging to him as his jizz continued spurting up into her writhing belly. "I'm coming! I'm coming! Commmmiiiinnnngggg!"

Still straddling his shrinking prick, she continued writhing and shuddering until her intense orgasm began to recede.

"Jesus, baby," she whispered, lifting her dripping cunt from his limp cock and slipping it into her mouth. "That was the best fuck I've ever had."

The girl continued sucking deeply on his flaccid prick until she'd drawn out the last drop of his delicious cum.