The Secret of the Female Anchor

Under the dazzling lights, a cute woman with short, stylish hair, a pure and innocent look, and radiating youthful energy sat at the anchor desk, organizing a stack of documents filled with the news scripts for tonight's broadcasts.

"Good evening."

"Welcome to the 9 PM news."

"First, we'll bring you the latest news."

"At 8 PM tonight, a truck overturned on Metropolitan Expressway Line 4. At the scene, the truck's cargo is scattered everywhere, causing traffic disruptions in the surrounding area."

"Katsuragi Miki is really good. Since we changed anchors to Katsuragi, the ratings have improved considerably."

The director, standing behind the camera, commented on the anchor who had just started broadcasting the 9 PM news.

"She has the presence, the appearance is pure, quite good."

"Good! Thank you for your hard work!"

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you for your hard work." Katsuragi Miki said to the male co-anchor beside her while organizing the documents.

The assistant anchor smiled and replied, "You've worked hard too..."

"Hey! Hurry up and get clean!"

Satake hurriedly replied, "Yes! Almost done!"

"Whoa!" In his panic, Satake bumped into Katsuragi Miki, who had just stepped off the anchor desk.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Satake quickly apologized humbly. He knew that as a part-time worker, he could never afford to offend the most popular female anchor.

"What are you doing!" The director, noticing this, also scolded him.

"I'm the one who should apologize," Katsuragi Miki said with a beaming smile, bowing slightly.

After work, Katsuragi Miki sat alone in the break room...

"Sigh..." Katsuragi Miki sighed at herself in the mirror.

"Squeak..." The swivel chair made a scraping sound. She slowly turned around, thinking to herself, "I... can't do this anymore..."

She slowly opened her legs, and a buzzing vibration came from between them. Under her pure white lace panties, a vibrator was inserted, and her vaginal fluids were flowing down her thighs.

"Ah... when I'm broadcasting the news... with a vibrator... I only get pleasure... um... ah... if... people find out... I'm a pervert..." Katsuragi Miki's hand reached down to her genitals, pulled aside her panties, and tightly gripped the vibrator.

"Squeak! Squeak!" Obscene sounds kept coming from her vulva, and her vaginal fluids had already soaked the chair surface.

"Ah... if... if I'm discovered... ah... um..." She gently thrust the vibrator in and out, while her other free hand rubbed her breasts through her clothes.

"Knock... knock..."

"Miss Katsuragi." A man's voice called from outside the lounge door.

"Yes...please come in..." Startled, Katsuragi Miki quickly straightened her disheveled clothes and pressed her thighs together.

"Excuse me." Satake pushed open the door and entered directly.

Satake held up his hand, waving the script in it, and said, "I brought you tomorrow's script."

"Uh...thank you..."

"I think this part needs some revisions." After reviewing the script, Katsuragi Miki pointed out the parts that needed modification to Satake.

Satake nodded and replied, "Yes, I understand."

Satake suddenly said, "Ms. Katsuragi." Katsuragi

Miki smiled, puzzled, and asked, "Yes?"

Satake said, "Are you still using an electric vibrator?"

"What..." Katsuragi Miki's face instantly turned pale, and cold sweat involuntarily broke out.

"Thump...thump..." Her heart pounded violently in her chest, as if it were about to burst out of her chest. She nervously feigned ignorance and asked, "What...do you mean?"

Satake laughed, "Ugh, why pretend..." His previously friendly smile now looked more like that of a devil.

"I saw it. A thick, long vibrator was inserted into you..."

"I saw it, and I was really shocked."

"The intellectual and pure Katsuragi Miki, actually doing news reporting with that kind of thing inserted while working..."

"I've been found out... What do I do?" Listening to Satake's words in her ear, Katsuragi Miki lowered her head, her mind already in complete chaos. She never expected that her hidden secret would be known by others.

"W-What do you want?" Katsuragi Miki suddenly stood up and shouted at Satake, "Money? If you want money, I can give you as much as you want... So..."

"That's quite an attractive offer... But..." Satake placed one hand on his chest and the other on his chin, pretending to think.

After a while, he said, "Strip naked and show me. You have a vibrator in, right?"

Katsuragi Miki felt as if she'd heard devastating news; a voice echoed in her mind, "It's over... I'm finished."

"Mmm... Ugh..." Katsuragi Miki sat naked on the dressing table, her legs spread wide open, the vibrator inside her vagina vibrating even more intensely now that her underwear was no longer binding her.

"I can't see clearly like this. Spread your legs a little wider." Satake knelt between Katsuragi Miki's legs, admiring the exquisite view. Whether it was due to naturally pubic hair or Katsuragi Miki's shaving, her pink vulva, glistening with vaginal fluid, was completely exposed except for the vibrating vibrator.

"Mmm... Ugh... Mmm..." Katsuragi Miki's body trembled, whether from fear or pleasure, but seductive moans still escaped her lips—perhaps both!

"Wow, it's already overflowing." Satake placed his hand under the vibrator, his fingers covered in the vaginal fluid flowing from it. He lewdly chuckled, "I'm impressed you can still read the news normally."

Katsuragi Miki's face flushed, and she said in a trembling voice, "You...have you seen enough? You promised me you wouldn't tell anyone..."

Looking at the vibrating vibrator, Satake asked, "How many times did you orgasm?" He then reached out and grasped the vibrator, slowly pulling it out.

"Ah...no..." Katsuragi Miki cried out.

"How many times did you orgasm while broadcasting the news?" Satake looked at her pink vulva, which was still overflowing with vaginal fluid after he pulled out the vibrator, her labia like clam shells opening and closing.

"I...no..." Katsuragi Miki said fearfully as Satake's face kept getting closer to her vulva.

"Ptooey." Satake stuck out his tongue and licked the obscene place full of vaginal fluid.

"Ah...no...don't do this...ah!"

"Answer me honestly, how many times did you orgasm?" Satake licked back and forth diligently, the sounds of "plop! plop!" echoing continuously.

Katsuragi Miki whispered, "Twice..."

"Tomorrow, you'll be on the anchor desk with it inserted, right?" Satake raised his head, licking the vibrator he had pulled out of Katsuragi Miki's vagina, saying, "To prevent you from making a mistake tomorrow, let's rehearse first."

"Huh..." Katsuragi Miki asked in confusion.

"It's just...the props are a little different..." Satake lifted Katsuragi Miki off the mirror stand, making her lie face down on it with her back to him, her buttocks raised high.

He unzipped his pants, took out his penis, gripped it tightly, and slowly inserted it into Katsuragi Miki's vagina, "plop!" it went all the way in.

"Ahhh...ha...woo..." The sudden penetration brought a different kind of pleasure to Katsuragi Miki's vagina than any vibrator could provide, and she cried out loudly.

"Hey, what are you standing there for?" Satake, supporting Katsuragi Miki's waist with both hands, shook his lower body repeatedly, thrusting into Katsuragi

Miki forcefully: "Please read the news report aloud..." Satake whispered in her ear: "If you don't read it quickly, I'll tell everyone your secret."

"Ah...no...ah..." Although Katsuragi Miki cried out no, she still looked at the script on the mirror and read the news that would be broadcast the next night: "Dear...ladies and gentlemen...goodnight...ah...welcome...to watch the nine o'clock...umm...news...ah!"

"First...first news to report is...ah...ah...ah...no...too hard! It's...it's going in too deep!"

"Such lewd lines, is that written in the script?" Satake fucked Katsuragi Miki, wantonly playing with her body.

"Ah...ya...um...ah...I can't take it anymore...please, have mercy on me!" After countless orgasms, Katsuragi Miki pleaded weakly with Satake, who was still thrusting into her forcefully.

"I can't do anything with you...well...we'll continue tomorrow..." Sensing his impending climax, Satake exerted all his strength.

"No...I can't take it anymore...ah..." With a scream after her orgasm, hot semen filled her body. Katsuragi Miki collapsed weakly on the dressing table, her face flushed with the afterglow of her orgasm, drool involuntarily trickling from her lips.

"Ms. Katsuragi, during tomorrow's news broadcast, I plan to use the remote control to operate the vibrator..." Satake said this and left.

The next day, 8:55 PM...

"Five minutes before broadcast." The director looked at his watch and directed the cameraman.

"Raise the lights a bit!"

"Three minutes left."

At the anchor desk, Katsuragi Miki was organizing the materials she was about to report. Suddenly, she caught sight of Satake crouching beside the camera.

Satake crouched beside the camera, gesturing to Katsuragi Miki to look at the poster he held.

The poster prominently displayed, "I've turned the vibration up to the strongest."

"Hehe!" Looking at Katsuragi Miki's face, Satake chuckled, shaking the remote control for the vibrator in his hand.

"Alright! Live!" At the director's command, several cameras simultaneously focused on Katsuragi Miki.

"Goodnight, welcome to the 9 o'clock news."

I can't escape... I can't... escape this new happiness... These words kept echoing in her mind...

In the bustling city center, after the small clock in the center of the square rang nine times, the huge television screen promptly broadcast the 9 o'clock news hosted by Katsuragi Miki.

"Good night."

"Welcome to the 9 o'clock news." Katsuragi Miki on television exuded intellectual beauty. Her friendly face and sweet voice won her a large male audience and brought considerable ratings to the station. But who knew what secrets lay hidden beneath that innocent face?

"This afternoon at 3 PM, a passenger plane flying from Narita to Hawaii was hijacked. We will be broadcasting a detailed news follow-up report shortly, a special news program reporting on the hijacking details." "

Continue with the next news item."

"That's a wrap! Thanks for your hard work!"

"Thank you for your hard work."

After finishing the broadcast, Katsuragi Miki stepped down from the anchor desk and greeted the staff in the studio: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Katsuragi-nee, your performance today was also excellent!"

"The programs in the original time slot will be postponed accordingly..." "

Ms. Katsuragi, thank you for your hard work." Satake walked towards her.

Upon seeing Satake, Katsuragi Miki blushed, and her delicate body trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

"For tonight's news coverage, please remain at the TV station..."

"Thank you for your help." Satake said with a slight smile.

"Ah...uh...not at all, it's my pleasure." Looking at Satake's smile, Katsuragi Miki's heart pounded involuntarily, the subtle trembling becoming more and more obvious. She could even feel that the pantyhose on her inner thighs were already wet with her own juices.

"I'm really defeated by the TV station...it seems I'll have to spend the night here..." The "it" inside her vagina was now experiencing even greater pleasure, and under the impact of the pleasure, one could vaguely see the upper body wearing a well-fitting pink suit, with a faint bulge in her chest.

"Miss Katsuragi..."

"Uh!" Satake's call awakened Katsuragi Miki, who was almost lost in pleasure.

Satake held up the script labeled "Katsuragi" and handed it to Katsuragi Miki, saying, "This is tomorrow's script. Please take a look." "

..." Looking at Satake's mischievous gaze, Katsuragi Miki unconsciously recalled what happened last night, her body gradually heating up. She reached out and took the script from Satake, only to find a small note tucked inside. She thanked him, "Yes, thank you."

Inside the second studio...

Katsuragi Miki watched as the note in her hand, which read, "Please wait for me in the old second studio. I'll be there shortly," dangled around the studio.

In the pitch-black studio, Katsuragi Miki felt a surge of fear: "It's so dark... This place feels so eerie..."

Suddenly, a buzzing sound filled the quiet studio, and an intense wave of pleasure surged through her body. She moaned, "Mmm... Ah..."

"Haa!... Ahhh!" The onslaught of pleasure caused her body to tremble violently. Her body went limp, and she knelt on the ground, moaning as she pleaded, "No... I can't take it anymore... Ah... Haa... Ah... This kind of play... I don't want it..."

The trembling and kneeling caused her skirt to ride up, revealing a pair of black leather panties underneath. A white wire connected to a small remote control at the top of her black pantyhose was visible at her vulva.

"Ah... Ah... Ah..." she gasped, recalling what Satake had told her the day before.

"I'll turn it on every thirty minutes. If you take it off without permission... I'll tell everyone that news anchor Katsuragi Miki likes to masturbate with a vibrator while broadcasting the news."

Satake held a pair of leather-like underwear in his hand, with a vibrator inserted into the lewd underwear. He said, "I'll tell everyone about this..."

Yesterday's scenes kept playing in Katsuragi Miki's mind. "Ah... no... I don't want it anymore... haa..." Stimulated by the vibrator, her vaginal fluids flowed out like a spring.

"You're so lewd." Satake's voice suddenly appeared behind Katsuragi Miki. He looked at Miki, who was trembling with pleasure, and said, "Your love juice is flowing out."

Upon seeing Satake's arrival, Katsuragi Miki immediately pleaded, "Ah...please...untie it quickly!"

"I feel so much pain, please hurry! Give me the key quickly." Katsuragi Miki lifted her skirt, revealing her leather underwear. She then discovered that the underwear was made up of three leather straps of different sizes, and a small lock was fastened at the junction of the three straps. "You're

so annoying. If you want to ask someone for something, you should ask them properly." Satake said impatiently, seeing Katsuragi Miki's lewd appearance.

Satake's meaning was crystal clear. Katsura Miki knelt before Satake, slowly unzipping his pants and pulling down the zipper. Her slender hand pulled out his penis and put it in her mouth.

"Mmm... mmm... mmm..." She held Satake's penis in her mouth, licking it like a lollipop, while untying her bodysuit with the other hand, leaving her completely naked except for her leather underwear as she continued oral sex. "

Your tongue skills have improved, Ms. Katsura," Satake praised, watching Katsura Miki moving between his legs.

In the pitch-black space, the sounds of "plop! plop!" and heavy moans echoed.

"Yes... lick every part carefully with your tongue..." Katsura Miki held his penis with both hands, her small, fragrant tongue licking the glans back and forth.

"Okay, well done... I'm going to cum, please swallow it all... otherwise, your face will be splattered, and you won't be able to go on the next show." Knowing he was about to ejaculate, Satake, feeling the pleasure from the penis, spoke.

"Mmm... ooh..." Hot, sticky semen kept spraying into Katsura Miki's mouth. She gulped it down, but choked and spat out Satake's penis. The semen then sprayed onto Katsura Miki's face.

Looking at Katsura Miki's face, which was now even more lewd with the semen, Satake grabbed her legs and flipped them back, saying, "I can't do anything with you, so I'll take it off as you wish!"

With a "click," the lock on the belt opened. Beneath Katsura Miki's groans, Satake pulled the end of the vibrator back.

"Ah...no...don't...don't look at me..." After the vibrator was withdrawn from her vagina, Satake looked at the vaginal fluid flowing out and said, "It's soaking wet here, and...it's wide open, you can see inside!"

"Don't...don't look..." Katsuragi Miki blushed with embarrassment at Satake's lewd words and pleaded softly.

"How many orgasms did you have today under everyone's gaze? How was it, did you enjoy it?" Satake asked Katsuragi Miki as he walked towards a large piece of equipment covered with a black velvet cloth.

"Hehe...that's a stupid question, you're already soaking wet." Lifting the velvet cloth, Satake grasped the switch on the equipment and turned it on with a "click".

"How do you feel?" The lights came on, and behind Satake stood several spotlights, cameras, and a small television, and the focus of the spotlights and cameras was Katsuragi Miki, who was sitting naked on a small platform.

"Your face on the screen is flushed and brimming with desire, it looks completely different from your usual face, doesn't it?"

"Ah...no...don't..." Katsuragi Miki screamed and turned her head away. She couldn't believe that she looked exactly like Satake had said, her face flushed and brimming with desire, and the milky white semen on her face made her look even more lewd.

"Don't turn your face away, look at the screen properly." Satake walked to Katsuragi Miki's side and turned her face to face the camera.

"See, it's clear, isn't it?" He grabbed Katsuragi Miki's right hand tightly with one hand, while pressing his left hand down with his thigh, and sat down behind Katsuragi Miki, spreading her thighs as wide as possible with his hands.

"This was filmed with a close-up shot, it looks spectacular, doesn't it?" Watching the TV screen showing a close-up of her vulva, the labia majora and minora, the clitoris all clearly visible, she screamed, "No...no..."

"Huh? Your juices are flowing again." Satake teased, watching the continuous flow of vaginal fluid from Katsuragi Miki's vulva.

Katsuragi Miki shook her head violently, saying, "Oh...

you're lying..." "It's true, look." Satake dabbed a drop of vaginal fluid in front of Katsuragi Miki's eyes.

"No...no...

" "So you like being watched, you only get pleasure when people look at you..." Satake chuckled in Katsuragi Miki's ear

. "No...no..." Katsuragi Miki tried to explain, but suddenly she gasped. Satake was slightly raising her hips. On the screen, Satake's penis was slowly disappearing into Katsuragi Miki's vulva.

"Ah...no...no...ah..." Satake's entire penis was inserted into Katsuragi Miki's body.

"Look, the camera's on you! Look at the camera, my little brother's going in and out of you, I really want everyone to see, to see Katsuragi Miki's wanton side..." Behind Katsuragi Miki, Satake's penis kept going in and out of her body, her labia turning inward and outward with the violent thrusting, completely exposed to the television camera without any pubic hair to cover them.

"Ah... ahh... ya... no... don't do this..."

"Ahhh!" As Katsuragi Miki groaned repeatedly, Satake pulled out his penis, took out a pair of women's underwear from his pocket, and sprayed all his semen onto the inside of the underwear.

"Ms. Katsuragi, it's time for the news follow-up report." Satake held up the underwear, facing Katsuragi Miki who was leaning against the wooden box panting, and said, "Please wear this underwear to the anchor desk."

I heard a voice deep in my heart... yearning for the pleasure of the other...

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