This is a parody... It is not real
This story stars: Gretchen Carlson and Christy Canyon
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I had started a new satellite radio show called... Swagg Pimpin' 101 with DICKTHEPIMP... I was looking to branch out of my pimp world and maybe reach a broader audience and hey, they threw me some nice coin, so I decided to try it. It's cool. Easy work, I just show up, be myself and talk sex. The show was doing very well and the higher ups at Sirius/XM were happy. They left me alone and let me do my show, my way. I was grateful for that, because that's how the king pimp rolls and it was the only way I was gonna do the show anyway.
My show from earlier today was a real good show. My guests were former Miss America Gretchen Carlson and good friend and porn icon Christy Canyon. Christy was the second porn chick I hooked up with, back in the day. We've been friends since the 80's and she lovesssssssss to bust my balls, about pretty much everything. The show went real well, oh yeah...
"WELCOME EVERYBODYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY, to the home of swagg pimp style, Swagg Pimpin' 101. I'm Dirty Di, producer extraordinaire and Big Dick's sidekick. Here's the host with the absolute most. The man. The myth. The legend himself. The king pimp... DICK... THE... PIMP!!" My producer Diane with the awesome intro. Back in Black by AC/DC playing in the background.
"Well thank you Dirty Di. You rock baby." I winked at her, through the glass.
"You're always welcome papi." She blew me a kiss.
"I wanna welcome our guests, to our little sex spectacular here. My first guest is an actual Miss America and very lovely, as well. Please welcome, the Head of the Miss America Foundation... Gretchen Carlson." She sat across from me looking so damn good. A very tight, black turtleneck shirt and very short, black leather mini skirt. Black stockings and black heels rounded out her outfit. Her shoulder length blonde hair framed her sexy face nicely. Her lips glistened with cherry red, wet lipstick. She has such kissable lips, they looked so luscious and tempting.
"Thank you Dick, it's a pleasure to be here. It's not my normal type of show to do, but I wanna reach out to as big of an audience as possible, with our message of respect. We want to empower women and help them realize they can always, Be Fierce." She smiled at me, a little uncomfortable with my format, but she appreciated our talk we had, before the show. I put her at ease. I have the ability to talk to women and get them to relax and wanna talk to me.
"Nice book plug there, at the end. You're a smart businesswoman... and a beautiful one too." I smiled at her. She smiled back, moving those luscious lips slightly. Those beautiful eyes and C cup natural breasts drawing in my attention and causing my cock to twitch, as well. She has such a sexy body. She poked out her chest for me, knowing I was staring at her beautiful breasts. Her top was so thin and tight, I could see the whole imprint of her bra and even her nipples as well. She was an experienced cock tease, I could tell. She obviously wanted me to pay close attention to her message.
My other guest is a long time, longggggggggggg time, good friend and a sexy ass porn icon, the one and only Ms Christy Canyon... and her amazing tits." We laughed. She came over, holding my face in her hands and gave me a big ass kiss. Then she rubbed those awesome, very big, natural funbags all over my face. I motorboated them and kissed them through her gray tee shirt and bra, smacking her ass. She had on a light brown leather jacket, tight jeans and uggs boots, as well. Her long, thin brown hair flowed perfectly down her back. I looked over at Gretchen and she looked a little uncomfortable, so I winked at her. She smiled a sweet smile and I smiled back.
Christy sat in my lap, her arms around my neck and we started the interview like that. "What's with the longggggggggggggg? Are you trying to say I'm old?" Christy started in with the ballbusting.
"Welllllllllllllll..." I smirked back. She smacked my face, softly and looked shocked and offended. We always have fun messing with each other. She looked great. She kept rubbing her right tit on my chest, as she sat in my lap. My 10 inches was half hard in my pants and she rubbed her ass on it. Such a sexy fucking tease.
"Let me tell you about this one Gretchen. I've known Dick since '84, right after I did my first scene. He's been perving on me ever since. Watch him, don't turn your back on him and definitely don't bend over." I shook my head. The ballbusting continuing. "Did he tell you, that I proposed to him and he turned me down? Or that he used to bang all the porn chicks and never call us back? I'm so broken up about it." She lowered her head and fake cried. I slid a finger in the back of her jeans and slid it up her ass. She jumped, slightly, in my lap and looked at me. She squeezed my face in her hand and softly smacked it, but winked also, giving me a small kiss on my lips.
"Did you know he used to be my pimp too, Gretchen? He's a bad, bad, bad, bad boy...and he makes me feel so good." Christy laughed and kissed my cheek. She got up, went to her seat and sat down. She blew me a kiss and shook those awesome tits for me.
"I've been meaning to ask you Dick, are you really a pimp?" Gretchen asking me, the most asked question.
"Yes Gretchen, I admit to that... And to fucking the porn chicks... but I did call them back... even Christy." I winked at Christy. She pulled her tee shirt up and flashed me her bra encased tits. I rubbed my cock under the table. I waved for Christy to come back to my lap and she did. She sat back down on me, grinding her sexy ass on my now fully hard 10 inches. I reached around and squeezed those absolutely perfect, very big, natural cans of Christy's, through her top and bra. I love her tits. I love playing with them. They feel so fucking good, so soft and with good weight to them.
"So Gretchen, tell our audience, about your mission, with the Miss America Foundation." I pulled Christy's pants and thong off, pulled my hard cock out and slid it up her beautiful, brown hair runway topped pussy. I bounced her on my cock, as I listened to Gretchen and watched her shocked grin, as she watched me fuck Christy.
"Well Dick, we are looking to present women in a more powerful and respectful light. We want men to be able to look past our bodies and focus on our intellectual merit and what we stand for. That's why we ended the swimsuit competition at the Miss America pageant. It's about who we are and what we stand for, instead of how we look in a swimsuit." I listened to Gretchen, as Christy rode my big cock and moaned loudly into the mic. She leaned back into me and kissed my cheek, as I rubbed her clit. I was so fucking horny. I looked over at a smiling Gretchen. She's more beautiful than I thought. Those supple, wet lips with that bright red, thick lipstick. I could see her nipples were rock hard. She pushed her tits together and smiled at me, so I knew she was a party chick, new Miss America image or not.