Morning Show

The next morning, Trey slept in. It was Sunday, and after the day he'd had, he felt he deserved it. He finally rolled out of bed around noon, threw on a t-shirt and shorts, and headed downstairs.

The living room was quiet except for the TV. His dad, Malcolm, was sitting on the couch, engrossed in the weekend news report. Keisha was probably in the garden. Trey grabbed a Coke from the fridge and flopped down in the armchair, half-watching the broadcast.

On the screen, two female news anchors were sitting at a pristine white desk, a backdrop of a glittering city skyline behind them. The woman on the left, in a bright yellow blazer, was named Allison. The one on the right, in a sharp pink blazer, was Jade. They were both beautiful, professional, and, to Trey’s newly empowered mind, unbearably hot. He found himself imagining what they were wearing under that desk. An idea, lazy and perverted, floated into his head.

He focused his mind, a smirk touching his lips as he crafted the wish.

I wish that the news anchor, Allison, suddenly becomes overpoweringly sexually attracted to her co-anchor, Jade. I wish she will act on this attraction and try to have sex with her, right now, live on air, and that she will find her own actions to be completely normal. I wish Jade will know that Allison's actions are outrageous and career-ending, but she will be so turned on by the thrill of it that she'll allow it to happen. I also wish that they will both continue to read the news throughout the entire ordeal. And finally, I wish that no one in the studio or on the network can interrupt the broadcast until they are finished.

The wish settled into reality. On the TV screen, nothing seemed to change for a moment.

"...and in international news," Allison said, her voice crisp and professional, "the G7 summit concluded today with leaders pledging renewed cooperation on climate initiatives." She turned to her co-anchor. "Jade, we have some breaking news on the domestic front regarding the infrastructure bill, don't we?"

As she spoke, Allison's eyes drifted down from Jade's face to her chest. A new, hungry look flickered in her expression. Jade, about to read from her teleprompter, didn't notice.

"That's right, Allison," Jade began. "The Senate is expected to vote on the controversial bill this week, with analysts predicting a very tight..." Her voice hitched as Allison's hand reached across the desk.

With a swift, deliberate motion, Allison pulled down the front of Jade's white top and bra, exposing her large, perfect breasts to the live camera.

"Allison! What are you—" Jade gasped, her hands flying up to cover herself, her eyes wide with pure shock. The whole world was watching.

But before she could fully process it, Allison leaned over, her tongue darting out to lick a slow, wet stripe up the side of one of Jade's nipples. Jade shuddered, a jolt of pure electricity shooting through her. It was wrong, it was insane, but... oh god, it felt so good. She knew she was on air, and this isn't appropriate, but it felt way too good that she didn't want it to stop. She didn't know why, but she felt that atleast trying to continue reading the news would help her maintain some composure.

"The... oh... the bill is facing... mmm... significant opposition..." Jade tried to continue, her voice trembling as Allison began to suckle her nipple, her mouth hot and wet. Jade knew she should push her away, scream for security, but a wave of dizzying arousal was washing over her. She let her hands fall, allowing it to happen.

Back in the living room, Trey watched, mesmerized. His dad, Malcolm, was staring at the screen, his jaw hanging open in utter disbelief.

On the TV, Allison was now licking and sucking both of Jade's tits, while Jade gripped the edge of the desk, trying to read her lines. "Key... oh, god, Allison... key provisions include... mmmph... funding for roads and... and bridges..." Her professional voice was now a breathy, desperate moan.

After a minute of this, Jade, flushed and panting, seemed to snap. A wild look entered her eyes. She stood up, her tits still bare and glistening with Allison's spit. She turned, hiking up her pink blazer and skirt, and planted one foot on her chair, presenting her ass, covered only by a thin black thong, directly to Allison.

"In financial news," Jade panted, looking over her shoulder. "The stock market... ahh... saw a significant rise today. Get on your knees, Allison. Lick my ass."

Allison didn't hesitate. She knelt on the floor, pulling Jade's thong to the side with her teeth and burying her face between her butt cheeks, her tongue darting out to rim her asshole.

"Oh, yes," Jade moaned, her voice echoing slightly in the studio. "Analysts are... are predicting a... oh, fuck, yes... a bullish trend... for the rest of the quarter..." she tried to keep reading as Allison went to town in her ass, rimming her clean.

Jade then got up, and from a purse that was placed just off camera, she pulled out a thick strapon dildo. Allison was still on her knees, looking up at her with hungry eyes.

"Now, Allison," Jade commanded, strapping the dildo on. "Get on the desk. It's time for the weather report."

Allison scrambled onto the news desk, kicking off her heels and pulling down her yellow shorts and panties. She lay on her back, her legs spread wide, her pussy and ass exposed to the world. Jade climbed up after her, positioning the thick dildo at Allison's asshole.

"A significant... ungh... heatwave is expected to intensify..." Allison grunted as Jade pushed the dildo deep inside her ass. "...across the southern states... oh, god, Jade, FUCK ME!"

Jade started to fuck her, a hard, pounding rhythm that made the papers on the desk flutter. Both women were now moaning uncontrollably as they tried to deliver the news.

"Record... ah, ah!... temperatures are expected... deeper, you slut!... with advisories in effect..."

Meanwhile, Trey's phone vibrated. He pulled it out. A text from Akash.

Akash: You are the one doing that to the news readers aren't you XD

Trey smiled, typing back a simple winky face before pocketing his phone. He looked over at his dad. Malcolm was still staring, his face a mask of pure shock. Trey decided to help him out.

I wish my dad would find this incredibly hot and would start jerking off to it.

Instantly, the shock on Malcolm's face melted away, replaced by a lustful grin. He let out a low groan, kicked his feet up onto the coffee table, and unzipped his pants. He pulled his cock out and started stroking himself, his eyes glued to the screen, his breathing becoming heavy.

Trey turned his attention back to the TV. The scene had changed again. Now Jade was on her back on the desk, her legs spread wide and hooked in the air, her hands cupping her own tits. Allison was behind her, with her hands in between her legs, her fingers buried deep inside Jade's soaking wet pussy, working her with a frantic, expert rhythm.

"And in our final story..." Jade gasped, her hips bucking. "A local... oh, I'm so close... a local cat was rescued from a... a tree... I'M GONNA SQUIRT!" she screamed, having abandoned any act of composure a long time ago and just enjoying the moment.

And she did. A powerful stream of clear fluid shot out from between her legs, arcing through the air, spraying like a fountain. Allison, seeing it coming, stuck her tongue out, trying to catch the spray, in the hopes of getting some in her mouth, getting drenched in the process.

"...and that's the... sploosh... the headlines for this Sunday afternoon," Allison sputtered, wiping squirt from her eyes. "Join us again at eleven. Goodnight."

The screen cut to black.

Trey looked over at his dad, who let out a final moan and shot his load all over his own stomach, a blissful, exhausted look on his face. Trey just smirked, took a sip of his Coke, and leaned back in his chair. It was shaping up to be a very interesting Sunday.