One Step Too Far - Daisy Ridley

"This is pretty comfortable you know?" She told Jack, who, who was looking down on her, admiringly. She she leant to one side, reaching to take the remote and felt a firm, controlling hand taking her hair, preventing her reaching out.

"Oh no Daisy, you should know better than to expect to have control here on One Step Too Far. Please pass that to me?" Jack asked, his tone very clearly indicating that his request wasn't optional, but an instruction.

Daisy nodded once, feeling his hand pull on the root of the hair on the back of her neck, easily pulling her head back and up, exposing her throat and increasing the feeling of vulnerability.

Turning the dial, Jack watched as the Star Wars starlet's skin flushed a deep pink, the thunder-like rumble of the Sybian rapidly guiding her to a deep and all-encompassing arousal. Jack smiled, guiding Daisy to meet his gaze "How does that feel little cunt?"

Daisy's reply was delayed, held back by a few moments of deep, focused breathing, her eyes wide and her jaw clenched.

"It's so powerful, fuck." She managed to gasp out, as her thighs gripped the black saddle, a thin film of sweat becoming visible over her body, making her taught abs glisten.

"It's not even halfway, I think we're going to hear you moan." Jack grinned, his fingers playing over the remote as the studio filled with the sound of the Sybian's powerful motor. Daisy arched her back, involuntarily bucking her hips, chasing the most intense sensations. Her lips parted, hanging silently wide for a moment before a thick, bestial moan erupted. Luxurious and slow, Daisy was savouring every moment of this pleasure and the camera crews were loving her for it.

Jack tried to meet her gaze as she climaxed, wanting to torment her further, but the glassy-eyed stare he found showed no signs of recognition, so the host stepped back, letting her enjoy a few further moments of lewd, relentless pleasure. Winking into the camera, he held up the remote and waited until Daisy's velvety moaning reached one of its many peaks and then flipped the power switch, cutting the machine off dead.

Daisy's jaw hung slack a moment, her eyes opening in slow confusion, looking up at Jack. As the cameras captured realisation dawning on her, she bit her lip; preparing herself for another blow to her dignity.

"Please..." she panted, her body still softly convulsing with the aftershocks of pleasure, rolling her hips for what little stimulation the inert device could offer her. Jack smiled, dropping the remote and stepping closer, looking down at the quivering woman.

"Please, what?" He asked, one hand reaching out to gently stroke her flushed, sweat-slick face, leaning into the contact Daisy looked up at him, desperate and teased.

"I need more! that's incredible-" she panted, her hips still rolling.

"What if you take my dick instead?" Jack asked, knowing that the answer would come quickly and easily

"Oh fuck, please..." Daisy breathed, her body still experiencing the aftershocks of the rapidly withdrawn sexual torment. Jack stepped away, walking back over to his desk and undoing his belt, stepping out of his suit pants and exposing his newly famous, and rock-hard, cock. Leaning against the desk he began to absent-mindedly stroke the thick, heavy member; foreskin slipping back and forth, exposing the swollen purple head slick with precum. Daisy's eyes were drawn magnetically to it as she stood, her knees weak. She slowly walked over to Jack, pressing herself against him, turning her face up in expectation of a kiss.

Jack's smile was inches from Daisy's beautiful lips, his hand sliding up her spine, feeling her melt in his grip as he glided over her skin. He leaned in a little as his hand reached the back of her neck, holding her, the microphone on his jacket picking up Daisy's hungry, eager breathing.

A tiny, silent moment passed as Jack's hand rested on Daisy's neck, his other hand comfortable on her hip. Just two heartbeats of silent romantic tension before he moved. Lifting Daisy suddenly he threw her back. Landing on the desk, Daisy's legs fell apart, exposing her hot, wet snatch. Jack closed the distance almost as soon as it formed, and that thick cock sunk between her beautiful lips, his heavy balls pressed against her body.

The expression on Daisy's face was priceless, captured from several angles as she underwent a second sexual whiplash, returning to arousal just as quickly as she had been robbed of it minutes

before. Jack was holding nothing back, aiming to meet the intensity of Daisy's ride on the Sybian, and push her back over the edge to the shuddering climax she had been approaching.

Camera operators closed around the couple, capturing Daisy's response to every thrust, her breasts bouncing, stiff nipples dancing as Jack's cock ploughed deep into her beautiful, hairy snatch. Jack held her hips, driving her into his crotch with each thrust, and the air was rich with luxurious moans of pleasure, contrasting with the near bestial emitted in time with Jack's thrusts.

"Oh fuck, you're so deep, that's..." Daisy moaned, pulled away from her thoughts by the rapid, deep penetration of Jack's cock, her back arching, hands reaching out to grip, white-knuckled, on either side of the desk.

As Daisy arched her back and pushed herself against the onslaught of cock, Jack let go of her hips, teasingly dragging his fingers up along her body, over her well-formed abs and cupping her breasts, perfect handfuls. His thumbs and forefingers were able to extend and gently pinch on her nipples, briefly shifting the pitch of Daisy's moans to a sharper yelp, her eyes opening and meeting Jack's smirk.

"More, harder," she panted, her body writhing in time with the strong thrusts, feeling as if jolts of hot electricity spread out from her crotch, dancing up her spine, all other sensations numbed. Instinctively, Jack could tell what she was trying to ask for, and slipped his hands from her breasts, up over her collarbones before closing them around her neck.

Daisy's eyes fixed on Jacks as for a moment he squeezed, careful to apply the pressure where the only harm it could do would be minor and erotic. His thrusts slowing to savour the changes in Daisy's body, as she relaxed into his grip, her face flushing a deep wine red when he squeezed, but rapidly returning as he loosened his grip.

Letting go of her neck with one hand a moment, he growled "Do you want my cum, Daisy?" Waiting for her answer, the head of his heavy cock twitching as it waited at her used cunt.

"Oh yes, Jack, please." Daisy gasped, her tongue involuntarily flicking out to lick over her lips, her eyes hungry and eager to please.

Grunting, Jack sunk his cock to the base inside of her, his thrusts slow and measured, holding her hips and savouring the tight wetness of her sweet snatch. A cameraman had moved into position between Jack's legs, capturing each drive of his cock in inordinate detail. Daisy gasped, realising what she'd just let happen, her thighs clamping around his waist as his shaft drove deep into her one last time, the shudder of his balls captured in exquisite detail as they pumped and unloaded a thick, rich load inside of her.

Gritting his teeth and grunting, Jack felt waves of bliss pass through him as he shot ropes deep into beautiful brunette's sweet slot, filling her until cum drooled out past his cock, easily visible to the cameras. Two cameramen also stood on hand to capture the expressions on both parties faces, Daisy's face a picture of shock and realisation as Jack's face screwed up in pleasure at filling her.

Slipping free, Jack looked over the stunning actress, naked save for heels, sweaty and disheveled from her rough fucking, and with a thin trail of semen drooling from her hairy crotch onto the desk, he turned to the camera, immediately recovering his professional composure and spoke, addressing the audience.

"Well, there we go friends, our first One Step Too Far creampie, and what a lovely sport Daisy has been in taking it." As he began to close off the show, Daisy had managed to sit up, testing her legs before standing.

"And Daisy, how was that for you? Did you go One Step Too Far, or did you enjoy yourself?" He asked, wrapping a friendly arm around her as she kicked off her heels and stood up.

"Oh my gosh, I don't think you went too far. It was close, but wow Jack, that was something else." Daisy managed to answer.

"Everybody, please give a huge thank you to Daisy Ridley!" Jack instructed the audience as they broke into applause, and Daisy padded barefoot from the studio, a cameraman sweeping by to catch a final view of the trail running down her leg.

Turning back to the camera, Jack spoke "Next week, I'm joined by the beautiful Cara Delevingne. I'll be honest, I think it's going to be a nasty one!" Jack waved a fond farewell to the audience as the credits rolled and rapidly-edited highlights played.