Deep Expose(Vicki Vale)
Confidence in her walk, Vicki Vale sauntered over to Bruce Wayne, dressed in a bathrobe. Wayne wore a nice dress shirt, and a pair of slacks, both of which Vicki intended to unravel him from the end of the night.
"Thank you for the exclusive, Mr. Wayne," Vicki said. "It was very enlightening. And I'm sure it will change the face of Gotham City for some time to come."
Bruce pulled his arm around Vicki and yanked her closer to him. The redhead reporter found herself smiling, as she fiddled with the buttons on Bruce's shirt.
"You should call me Bruce with what we're about to do."
With that, Bruce and Vicki exchanged an extremely passionate kiss with each other. There had been a few dirty rumors about Bruce Wayne, but either he was a very good actor or none of them were true. Much to Vicki's glee. His hands wrapped around her and then pushed her closer to a steamy makeout session which only increased the two playing that game of tonsil tennis with each other.
Vicki broke the kiss, and took off her robe, to reveal a lacy purple bra, and a matching purple though, which showed off her fantastic body. Vicki had to work hard to keep herself in physical shape. The news business, being very cynical, was very cosmetic as well. There was always a younger, hotter flavor of the month, who could barely read a teleprompter, who the network executives had been interested in.
"Very nice, Vicki," Bruce said. "Why don't you help me out of these clothes?"
Vicki took her time unraveling Bruce. The billionaire stud's body made the reporter drool when she gazed over them. The two kissed each other, as Vicki stripped Bruce down to a very expensive pair of undershorts. Her hand drifted over Bruce's crotch and she rubbed him, very slowly. Their kiss continued to grow in heightened excitement. Their tongues met together, passionately hitting all of the right points when they made out with each other.
Bruce pulled off Vicki's bra and released her breasts for some air. Bruce turned Vicki over onto the bed and slid on top of her. Several kisses to Vicki's tits made her shudder in delight. The kisses only increased with frequency as Bruce moved his way around her. He touched, nibbled, and licked her nipples, sending her over the edge with an endless stream of delight, just hitting her at all of the right points. Bruce ran his fingers down her body.
The only article of clothing on Vicki had been her panties, something which Bruce stripped off. Vicki's wet, tight, pussy glistened in the moonlight outside of the hotel. Bruce kissed up her legs.
"Oooh, fuck, you're really something."
Bruce dove in between Vicki's legs and ate her out. The reporter's hot pussy received a world class treatment. Bruce sucked her honey, with several loud sucks, and licks hitting her at all of the right points. The skilled billionaire pressed down into her and sucked her lips, driving her completely wild with pleasure.
Vicki clutched onto the back of his head.
"Oooh, you're a keeper."
Bruce drove Vicki into an orgasm. Her hips rocked back and forth. Her body sped up and then settled down before she slumped down onto the bed.
The moment Bruce pulled away, Vicki smiled.
"Ready for the main event?"
Vicki peered into Bruce's eyes and nodded. She would get an exclusive look at Bruce Wayne's gifted endowment, or so the rumors said. Vicki liked to confirm these things with a first hand, hands on account. Bruce's boxer shorts came down and his hard throbbing cock came out into life.
"Why don't you take a closer look? Verify the source, Vicki."
A good reporter obviously should. Vicki measured the foot long appendage in her hand. Her fingers slipped all the way down Bruce's cock and she pumped him, working her hand fluidly. The manhood throbbed and Vicki edged a little bit closer.
She needed it into her mouth, and Vicki would have it. The redhead pressed her mouth all the way down onto Bruce's long rod and pretty much inhaled it. Bruce held the back of Vicki's head and pumped a little bit harder into her mouth. His fingers groped the back of her head throughout this face-fucking session.
Vicki stared up at Vicki, hungry and intense, her lips just pressing all the way around his cock as she swallowed it. The harder Vicki leaned deeper and deeper inside of her body, the more he pressed deeper down her throat. She swallowed his cock as it worked further and further into her mouth. Bruce leaned in and face-fucked her, harder and harder.
Vicki thought about it, thought about doing what she could to extract every last drop of cum from those balls, but she decided against it. She wanted it all inside of her.
With a loud pop, Vicki released Bruce's cock.
"Bruce, I need you to fuck me. Hard."
"Well, Vicki, I think that it could be arranged. But, be careful what you wish for."
Oh, Vicki wished for that nice piece of endowment buried deep inside of her pussy. Bruce pushed her down and in a blink of an eye he lined up with her. And then seconds later, that thick veiny cock slammed all the way into Vicki's hot cunt and stretched her out.
Bruce held onto Vicki and hammered her, relentlessly. Oh, the way the reporter had been throwing herself at him, wanting to get exclusives and get him alone privately, it was well earned. And she was a smokeshow. Her red hair framed her face the deeper Bruce pushed into her. He could feel her pussy tightening around him the deeper he went. And the deeper he drove into her, the more Vicki's hips bucked up.
"Ooooh, fuck!" Vicki moaned. "Oooh, sweet merciful fuck, destroy that cunt of mine! Please, oh please, damn it, so fucking great right now!"
Bruce pushed Vicki a little bit further down, rising up and then crashing down. His big balls hit her on the thighs and drove her completely insane with pleasure. Bruce pressed down onto her and drove Vicki further to the breaking point. He reached up and squeezed her breasts.
A little break, and Bruce had Vicki on all fours. Her ass swayed along with her breasts as the billionaire slam-fucked the reporter hard from behind. Bruce leaned deeper and deeper into Vicki and clutched her hot hips. He hammered her, harder and harder from behind.
Vicki wondered if she bit off a far bit more than she could chew. The pounding she got, made her entire body just enter endless waves of pleasure. Bruce really could give it to a woman.
"Is this the exclusive you wanted? What's your assessment of me now?"
"Oh, god, you're fucking something else," Vicki moaned. "I can't get enough of this cock in me."
"Well, that lines up with what others have told me."
Bruce focused on giving Vicki the most pleasurable orgasms in the shortest amount of times. His keen analytical skills showed precisely the right buttons to push. Bruce pressed all the way into Vicki and made her cum all over the place for him.
"You have to be close."
Bruce said nothing. He instead resumed his pounding of Vicki. He pulled out of her and flipped Vicki onto her back. Bruce elevated her legs over her shoulders and pounded her relentlessly. The intense, the deep pounds rocked her body, with the tightening of her pussy wrapping around him.
Vicki hoped Bruce would fill her up soon. Those hard, full balls left bruises on her thighs, and enticed Vicki. Bruce's strong chest squashed against Vicki's breasts as the two made out throughout their rapid fuck session. Bruce's hands worked down to Vicki's body.
The reporter had been pounded thoroughly. Vicki swore she would not get too attached, but damn if she loved Bruce Wayne's cock and all the ways which it pierced deep into her body.
Bruce ran his hands all over Vicki's body and pumped a little bit faster into her. He could feel the end coming, the tightening within his balls reached an apex. He pumped a little bit further into Vicki and one more nudge set her over the top.
Then, Bruce followed, his balls tightening and exploding into Vicki's wet cunt. She squeezed Bruce and milked his thick cream all the way into her body. The two came together, with Bruce pinning Vicki down and rocking her body.
The reporter gasped one last breath as Bruce finished up inside of her. Vicki closed her eyes, thanking herself for having the foresight to be on birth control. Because, to be honest, you had to be prepared.
Vicki sat up and Bruce wrapped his arms around her and pulled the reporter onto his lap. His cock rubbed against her stomach which made Vicki think once they caught their bearings, they were going to do it all over again.
Damn right they will.
End.