The Weather Announcer's Live Forecast
“T-to… today’s wea—weather is—aah… ngh…!”
Squelch, squelch.
From beneath the plump pussy of the announcer—whose face was as cute as a little chick—fluid pattered down in steady drops. Her legs were split open into a perfect I-shape with uncanny flexibility, and she was being stitched into without pause. Both hands clutched the microphone tight as her small mouth struggled to deliver the forecast in a soft, careful tone—but the merciless pounding of a massive cock, hammering her G-spot without mercy or rhythm, left her unable to hold on to a single thought.
Something bulged and shifted beneath the smooth abs of her lower belly, roaming this way and that. It was the trace of an enormous, furious cock scraping through her narrow cunt.
“Th-the Yeo… Yeongnam region will see—localized heavy rai—aaaah❤️❤️❤️!!!?!”
In an instant her eyes rolled and her head dropped forward. A small, pointed tongue flicked out with a wet little tok, spraying thin strands of spit.
“O… ogh…🖤🖤”
Standing behind the announcer, I spread her slender thighs with both arms, then slipped my hands up under her armpits and hoisted her clean off the ground. It all happened so fast that the camera work tangled for a moment. I paid it no mind. Drawing in a deep breath of her sweat-soaked skin, I straightened my back and stood my cock rigidly upright.
Tap. Tap.
My cock twitched and knocked lightly against her plush mound. At that delicate stimulation, more slick nectar beaded and dripped free.
“Ouaaah…”
A swollen clit, and a glans hot enough to drive a person mad. Hers was a cute shade of pink. Mine was a vicious, ugly red. Confronted with that stark contrast, her little clit trembled and quivered in fear.
“I-in the capital re…gion…”
Announcer Yuna stared into the camera with hazy, swimming eyes. Did she have any idea how lewd and vulgar she looked right now? Both legs locked wide open. Calves stretched toward the ceiling, damp feet. Both hands still gripping the mic as if in prayer—a devotion offered up to cock itself. And yet the picture was anything but noble. That fluttering, pale cunt and the wrinkled pink asshole bared fully beneath it, twitching in tiny spasms—it was obscenely vulgar.
Yuna forced a smile and pressed on with the weather report. Truly, her professional spirit was something to behold. Having joined the station less than three months ago, she couldn’t quite hide her fluster—but the way she kept going to the very end was impressive. Which was exactly why I wanted to break her.
Bean-sized pink nipples standing hard on a meager chest. A narrow waist. Skin white and soft even without makeup, carrying a rich, milky scent. I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted to impregnate this fragile fresh graduate right this second.
A bead of precum the size of an eyeball welled up from my glans. Thick blue veins stood out livid along the shaft, looking ready to burst. I set that vicious head against the rookie’s cunt and rubbed, giving her a teasing taste of skin-on-skin friction. Yuna’s shoulders jerked and trembled. She kept smiling and pouring out words without rest—but those words would not last long before they degraded into a breeding sow’s cries of ecstasy.
Live Broadcast Sex—the rite every announcer had to pass through. To appear on the news as an announcer and refuse to breed on air was no different from abandoning one’s broadcasting career. Without sex, you could not call yourself an adult, and you could leave no lasting impression on the viewers. So an announcer had to deliver the finest sex of her life in front of the camera, at least once. And for that purpose, I had come on the news as a Breeding Uncle.
I was the specialist. And Yuna—that pure, adorable icon—I was going to turn into a bitch in heat.
I couldn’t hold back any longer.
Schloooorp❤️
Yuna’s genius cunt swallowed the head of an Alpha cock as if by instinct, sealing around it with a greedy little aah. The muscles inside clung and fluttered against the glans, fawning over it. This was only the beginning. I locked my arms so she wouldn’t slip and bent at the waist. As I leaned in, my cock scraped smoothly along her walls and sank deep in one long, fluid thrust.
Thud-thud-thud-thud.
“Hyaaaa?!”
The sudden fullness stole the breath from her lungs. Huh? Wh-what—? She was panicking. It wasn’t time for penetration yet.
“Ah…?”
Unconsciously, Yuna turned her head back toward me.
“W-wait, uh…?”
“…”
Squelch… pop…🖤
I rolled my hips in slow, teasing strokes. Trapped air escaped with a cute little cunt-fart—pbbt.
“A… ah…”
Even she hadn’t expected it. Her pale face flushed peach-pink.
“Hic.”
An adorable little hiccup. Her eyes darted everywhere. Had she forgotten the script? Causing a broadcast accident, are we, Yuna? The camera director and the rest of the crew didn’t look particularly troubled. But I could not allow it. Squandering something as vital as the weather forecast was unforgivable. My heart ached for the viewers who simply wanted to know tomorrow’s weather. Our Yuna, who didn’t understand the value of a license fee. This Breeding Uncle was going to discipline her thoroughly.
Silence stretched. It did not last long.
“Huuup—”
“Ah…”
A dull crack sounded against Yuna’s skull, and the world went black.
Thud.
“Oghaaaaaaang?!!???”
Wham-wham-wham-wham-wham-wham!!!!
A trained core. Superior hip strength. Seven thrusts per second, over and over.
“Kyaahaaaaaang🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤?!?!?!”
Yuna’s head snapped backward. Spit erupted from her mouth. Her thin waist convulsed so hard it looked ready to snap. With her head thrown back like that, our eyes met. One lid was half-shut; the other fluttered and twitched madly. Her tongue quivered just the same.
Schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick!!!!!
“Euggeogeogeok?!?🖤🖤”
Her lower belly bulged outward. Squirts of fluid sprayed wildly. I glanced sidelong at the PD and found him looking thoroughly satisfied. Off in the distance, the ratings graph was climbing as if it meant to pierce the sky. With that, Yuna had become the ultimate bitch announcer. My official role was done. Now it was time to enjoy myself in earnest.
“Agraaaak🖤🖤🖤!!??!”
Her head shook violently. The veins and ridges of my cock were stripping her G-spot raw with every pass.
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!!!!
I had mapped her weak points long ago.
“Haaaaah…!?? Kraaaaah!????❤️❤️❤️”
Her small mouth worked open and shut, flinging spit in every direction. Tears and snot streamed from above as well. For someone nicknamed the icon of purity, the expression on her face was obscenely vulgar. Knowing that even this face was mine alone right now made my cock swell thicker, stretching her cunt wider. A mind-breaking climax. Pure catharsis. Brain chemistry was pickling her mind in real time. Her white naked body shuddered. Nectar poured from her in a frenzy. Around my feet, a puddle of Holy Water had already formed. Wasting fruit this ripe was unthinkable.
Splash…!
“Open your mouth.”
“…!??!🖤🖤🖤”
I pinned her thrashing head still and, in the brief gap, sucked in the little tongue that had popped free of her small mouth.
“…🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤”
Slurrrrp!!!!
Our tongues tangled and wound together. Hers was small but springy, with a delicious pebble-textured surface—I ravished it thoroughly.
Gulp. Gulp.
She must have brushed her teeth recently; a hot mint fragrance rose sweetly between us.
“Mmph🖤🖤 huuup🖤🖤🖤”
With her mouth occupied delivering that ripe fruit to me, Yuna’s neat little nose struggled to drag in air. Still starved for oxygen, she tried to pull away. I only rolled my tongue harder, pinning hers down, and sucked with even more force.
Slurrrrp!!!
We were having sex. We were mating. We were devouring each other without restraint.
“Hnnnnngh!!!!?!🖤🖤🖤🖤”
Endless climax and vanishing air. Her lungs came as fast as her cunt. This pathetic Yuna kept blinking tear-soaked eyes at me, sending a silent safe word—begging to be spared.
“Mmmmmph🖤🖤🖤🖤”
No oxygen reached her brain. Her body was climaxing itself senseless, and she couldn’t breathe. It was genuinely dangerous. But I ignored that safe word.
“……!??!”
Despair filled Yuna’s eyes. I plundered her tongue and savored her cunt without mercy.
“……🖤🖤🖤??????”
Schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick!!!!!!
Yuna’s eyes spun in slow circles. Before long the body that had been resisting went limp. When the strength left her, I let mine go as well—and without pulling out of that premature cunt, I crushed her flat onto the floor. Flattened under my weight, I felt the springy give of Yuna’s little womb against my lower belly. The reason I’d dropped the lift and pinned her like this was not complicated.
It was simply this.
Bluuuurgh!!!
To pour thick, sticky breeding seed deep into her womb in one long, relentless flood.
“…🖤🖤🖤🖤”
Love bloomed in Yuna’s eyes. The kiss had already ended; all that remained was a thick white thread of spit still connecting us.
“Agraaaak…🖤🖤 uwaa…🖤🖤”
Schlooorp.
I drew my half-softened black cock, glistening and heavy, free of Yuna’s ruined cunt with a long wet slide.
“Huuuh…”
Bloop!! Blub-blub!!
The load had been massive. From her trembling pussy, thick semen pulsed and spurted in messy gouts. Eventually even urine, mixed with the seed that hadn’t finished draining, trickled out in a thin stream.
Tremble-tremble-tremble.
Her hips shook as if in seizure.
At some point, the broadcast had already ended.