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Adventures In Reporting - Part 1

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Adventures in ReportingPart 1Before my present job, I was a Navy SEAL. With a name like Hunter, I guess it was a foregone conclusion I'd do something like it. Best fuckin' job in the world, and I say that despite getting dinged up, shot, and even hit by a grenade during my decade of service. I was on duty in Afghanistan when some raghead asshole tossed a grenade in our direction. My buds waxed his sorry ass, but the grenade went off near me. I wasn't hurt all that bad, except for one piece that got me in the left ear. Damaged my hearing just enough to disqualify me for SEAL service. I argued, told them I could still hear just fine out the other ear, but the board said sorry and offered me a desk job.Desk job? Fuck you, which is what I told the Navy. I'm an adrenalin junkie. I didn't join the service to sit behind a fuckin' desk. So I took a medical discharge and got a job as a TV camera man. That way I could still get into exciting situations. Boy did I. Friends, let me tell you about what happened last year. I was assigned to a female reporter to cover hurricane Katrina as it made landfall in New Orleans. Because I work for a cheap ass company, the crew consisted of me, and Randy the reporterette in question. She was kinda bitchy, but looked damn good on camera. Blond hair, nice enough face, huge DD cup tits (which were amazingly enough natural I later found out). Nice curves and sweet ass that said "fuck me". I, well I did everything else, sound, lights, camera. Fortunately most of it was pretty automated, set it and forget, and all I had to do was point the camera at Randy and make sure her highness was kept in frame. Randy was a cute kid, but had the one flaw of not listening to others. Very headstrong, she wanted to take risks. Hoping to break into network news I guess. So while most others were getting the hell out, Randy decides we can get some dramatic footage standing on a roof off Bourbon Street while the hurricane comes aground. We did too, and I must admit it was a real rush being out there. Nothing like a hurricane to give you a hard on. It was in the aftermath we got into deep shit. Randy decided she wanted to get some footage around town. We didn't know it, but the waters were beginning to rise as the levees broke, plus the looters had already started. Since ignorance was bliss, we loaded the SUV and headed out. We took a few shots around town, and got uncomfortably close to some looters. These assholes had been ransacking a bar, and were both drunk and armed, firing into signs and buildings. Defiantly not a safe place. I shoved Randy's sweet ass into the Durango and peeled out. Apparently the thugs decided this made for great target practice as our rear window exploded, along with the rear view mirror on Randy's side. I would have been amused over Randy's screams, only I was too busy trying to find dry ground to drive on. Wasn't until later I noticed she'd wet her pants.I made it a few blocks away, but quickly realized we were not going to be driving out of there. Water blocked our way, rising rapidly in the streets. "Shit." was my only comment as I skidded to a halt in front of an older hotel, one that was five stories tall. Tall enough, I hoped. I bailed out slinging my camera over my arm, and grabbing my emergency backpack from the rear. One thing I'd learned was to keep a pack with emergency supplies handy at all times. I gave it a quick check.9 MM Glock, 3 high capacity magazines (two with hollow points, one with the ultra penetrating Talon rounds), spare ammo, two concussion grenades, K-Bar knife, rope, radio, flashlight, oh and some spare water and MREs (Meals Ready to Eat, better known as dehydrated crap). Yeah, I know, illegal as hell, but my old Seal buds still slipped me a few toys every so often, and in some of the situations I find myself I hate not to have a few basic necessities along. Like the slogan says, never leave home without it! I grabbed Randy and raced for the front door as a wave of nasty water surged around the corner. Ever notice when some people get scared they get diarrhea of the mouth? She was yammering nonstop. "What the fuck are you doing? Where the fuck are we? Let's get the fuck outta here!" Hey, she knows my favorite word. I decided to use it myself."Randy." I told her in my stern 'I am taking no shit' voice I used to use on the plebes. "I'm fucking trying to save your sorry fucking ass so shut the fuck up and stay the fuck outta my way before you fucking drown." That got her attention.The door was locked, fortunately I had a key. They had conveniently placed a trashcan on the curb, which sailed nicely through the plate glass of the front doors. I charged in, Randy close on my heels. Hey, she learns quick!Running behind the abandoned front desk, I began rummaging through the drawers. "Hurry." Randy said. Glancing up I could see brown water covering the street. Damn, it was coming faster than a 17 year old virgin on prom night. My luck held out for once though, in the next drawer I found a key ring loaded with keys. I grabbed them and took off for the stairs. Incredibly Randy stopped by the elevator and began pushing the button. "Fuck fuck fuck." she was blathering frantically as water began to gush in the lobby. Shaking my head I didn't take time to argue. I just scooped her up in a fireman's carry, tossing her over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes. It was then, by the way, I'd noticed she'd wet her pants. Joy.Despite being out of the Navy I still kept to the daily exercise regimen. Habits are hard to break I guess. I am buff. I can bench press 350 pounds with no problems. Repeatedly. I say this not to brag, but just to show I was easily able to charge up the stairs, despite the fact Randy was squirming like a 5 year old in need of a piss. When I got to the second floor I dumped her on the ground, she landed with a thud right on her plush backside. I said nothing but kept moving, with little choice she followed all the way to the top floor. I dumped my survival bag in the hallway, then used the keys to let myself onto the roof. My camera man instincts were coming out. Despite getting soaked from the rain, I did get some dramatic footage as the Durango began floating, then tumbled a few times before getting swept out of site by the rushing water. I heard a quiet female voice softly say "Fuck." from beside me. I looked over to see Randy, watching our SUV float away. The rain had soaked her through and through, and I could see her nipples straining at her thin shirt. It was then I began to think of her in a more... personal way. Hmm, I knew she liked to say it, I just hoped she liked to do it!Business first though, so I took Randy by the hand and led her off the roof and back to the top floor of the hotel. I'd lucked out on the keys, they were a master set that seemed to be able to open anything. 9 mil in hand, I did a quick recon. The floor was deserted, and there were enough sodas and snacks in the vending machines to keep us going for several days. There was also a storeroom on the floor used to restock the minibars, filled with snacks, bottled water and booze. Enough to keep us going for a month if need be. I opened one of the suites and shoved Randy inside. Grabbing a spare sheet from the closet, I shoved it into her hands. "You better get out of those clothes." I told her. "You're soaked, if you stay in that outfit you'll catch a chill. Wrap up in that sheet if you want. I'm gonna check out the rest of the building." She only nodded, I guess she was a bit overwhelmed. Kids, here's an important lesson from Uncle Hunter: Never Assume. I figured the building was empty, but since I didn't want Mr. Murphy showing up I did a quick but through search of the remaining floors. I had to stop at the second though, as water was half way up the stairs between the first and second floors. I returned to the suite to find Randy staring out the window. Through the bathroom door I saw her clothes hanging on the shower rod. All of them, including her thong undies and sexy bra. She was now clad in a bedsheet, tied toga style around one shoulder. It clung to her damp body, revealing her curves in a new light. Being a former SEAL, getting wet and uncomfortable was nothing unusual for me. Just part of the job, but I figured I was no longer in the Navy so what the hell. I stepped into the bathroom and pulled off my soggy clothes, wrapping a towel around my waist. The sun was setting, not that we could see it for all the clouds. All we could tell was it was getting dark. I stood beside Randy, and she melted into my arms. "I'm scared. Hold me." she said.I tried to be a good boy, really I did. But her soft skin, warm female aroma, and being close to me, well I began to get aroused. And when I get aroused, there is just no hiding it.Boys and girls, you're gonna think I'm bragging again, but I swear I'm not. It's just that, well, I have a big cock. I mean a BIG COCK. My man meat is 11 and a half inches long, and that's measured on the top. Thick too, as thick as a beer bottle. For a while I thought about getting into porn flicks. But that's when the USS Cole got bombed, and I got all pissed off at the assholes who would do something like that, and decided someone needed to go kill some terrorists and I was just the asshole to go do it. So I joined the Navy, and the porn industry lost it's next star. OK, OK, I can hear your bitching, gentle reader, so enough of the flashback and back to the action.As I was saying, my erection was beginning to get quite obvious, rubbing against Randy's belly. She stepped back and gazed at the bulge in my towel. "Jeez, what the fuck do you have in there?" Her hand reached out, gently touching my hard on through the towel. Well, what the fuck I thought, go for broke. I gave her my best shit eating grin."I got you an early birthday gift. Care to unwrap it?" Randy giggled, a good sign I thought. With trembling hands she reached out and untied my towel, letting it fall to the floor. Free now, my prick rose to it's full glory. "Holy shit." she said. I get that reaction a lot, but still get off on it. Entranced, Randy sank to her knees and began sucking my prick. She was no stranger to dick licking that was for sure. I was amazed at how much of my pecker she could swallow, Randy took almost seven of my eleven plus inches down her hungry throat. Felt damn good too.I decided I wanted to unwrap a new toy too, so while she sucked I undid the knot on her sheet and let it drop to the floor. Her tits looked great, swaying in the dim light as she went up and down on my cock.As good as the blowjob felt I wanted some more. I needed some pussy. I pulled her up to her feet, intending to guide her to the bed, only she surprised me. Leaping up into my arms, she wrapped her arms around my neck and legs around my waist. My hands cupped her plush ass, holding her in the air. She kissed me savagely, then growled in my ear "I like it rough sailor. Fuck my cunt with that big schlong of yours! Ram it deep."In a quick move I turned her 180 degrees and slammed her against the wall. At the same time my cock rammed into her cunt, spearing her. She gasped, then began moaning as I pumped in and out of her. "Harder!" she screamed. "Deeper, oh fuck me harder! Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuuck!" Her nails clawed into my back, suddenly she stopped yelling and started biting me! I could feel her body shudder, her cunt clamped down on my prick like a wet vise. Suddenly Randy went limp, her orgasm spent. I was still hard and wanting.Turning I literally threw her on the bed. She landed on her back, bounced once and flipped over in mid air collapsing in a heap. I grabbed her hips and pulled her into a doggy style position. I slid my cock in from behind, Randy gasping as I hit bottom. Damn she was good, each time I thrust forward she slammed back, forcing my cock as deep as it could go. She had several orgasm as we did it doggy, I could tell from her sweet moans and quivering cunt.I warned her I was about to cum. Without warning she fell forward and twisted around. She took my cock head in her mouth and with one hand began savagely jacking my prick. Her other hand caressed my nuts. Her talented tongue put me over the top and I exploded, showering her face and tits with my jism. I collapsed on the bed beside her, and like most guys did what comes naturally. I fell asleep. To be continued...