Reality Sucks

Invariably, customers laughed and told her they didn’t mind joining another line so she could blow her friend. And Keith told her not to worry about it.

“Just keep Tony happy,” he said.

By day #3, she was blowing “the little man with the huge endless hard-on” (as she now called him) at least once or twice every hour. And because she felt badly that the other guys at the store might think this was unfair to them, she now voluntarily kneeled for them too, both before and after work, and at her breaks.

“She’s getting good practice for the big event,” her mom told me happily when I called the house one evening to give her and Kristen’s dad final details about the upcoming show, now just a couple of days away.

I chuckled. It seemed to me that this luscious blonde with the sexy ass would be blowing Tony and all the other boys at work long AFTER the upcoming show... to infinity and beyond!!!

***

So Kristen was well taken care of; I saw that by the second day. But getting back to the fast-food restaurant girl Jasmine was a bit of a drive. Nonetheless, it was well worth the trip. The girl was so excited to receive both the offer and her boss’ approval, she immediately called her parents to let them know. ‘Mom’ insisted on speaking with me over the phone.

“This will be on TV?” she asked, with an obvious accent and stern tone.

“Yes, Ma’am,” I answered, a bit nervously.

“Will we be able to see it here in Kitchener?” she asked, her voice still stern. But then it brightened: “All her family will want to watch.”

I smiled with relief.

“I can personally guarantee that Kitchener stations will cover this too,” I answered, confidently. What station WOULDN’T want to cover a local girl making history giving blowjobs to hopefully dozens and dozens if not hundreds of complete strangers alongside the famous weathergirl Evelyn on prime time TV?

Mom actually made me promise this, and also made me promise that her daughter would actually be on TV and “not in the back somewhere where no one will see her.”

“She’ll have cameras on her the whole time,” I reassured this understandably concerned mother. “I’ve been assured that she’ll get as much coverage as Evelyn and the other two girls. Since this is an all-day event, I’m sure you and millions of others get to enjoy hours seeing your lovely daughter’s mouth being fucked.”

“Good,” Mom said, firmly, the stern tone returning. This mom was no pushover.

I then added: “Jasmine will even have her own make-up girl to help tidy up her make-up from time to time so she’ll always look lovely.”

“Good.”

AND I’ll personally see that you get a professionally-edited 2-3 hour video of highlights of Jasmine at work within a few days of the event.”

“Good.”

“PLUS the whole show will be archived on the station website FOREVER. Ten years from now, you’ll still be able to enjoy watching your daughter at work on our station website.”

“Thank you so much!” Mom said. She and the girl’s father were both extremely pleased about this.

Meanwhile, back at the store, for Jasmine’s break, her boss insisted that the girl let me feed her a ‘happy meal’ in the parking lot... he wanted to take pictures and capture the day that one of his “girls” became “famous”.

Of course, mom and dad showed up with their camera and a brood of about 15 family friends and relatives, which promptly lured in a large crowd of passers-by, including men who happily volunteered their ‘services’ to help Jasmine celebrate the event, followed predictably by the media. Jasmine’s boss was so pleased with all the extra food they sold, he told me privately that he intended to have Jasmine on her knees in the parking lot every day for the next week.

I smiled. I knew that she and her entire family would be delighted.

In the end, Jasmine finished up her shift on her knees and eagerly stayed there for several hours afterwards. This girl, who’d never given more than a half dozen blowjobs in the same day before (and mostly just at home to Dad and three older brothers), ended up giving more than 80 of them over about 7½ hours. Best yet, she even appeared prime-time on both local news shows blowing, of all people, her 92-year old great grandfather. Talk about a heart-warming news segment.

“Say ‘Happy Meal!’” one reporter told her.

“Hmm hmm hmmmm!” she said happily, looking right into the camera as ‘Giddo’ (her name for her Grandfather) looked lovingly down at her.

Add Giddo to her daily blowjob routine, I thought to myself.

***

It was the Monday after the weekend I returned to see Jasmine when I met Evelyn, that sexy weathergirl from California who’d made on-the-air blowjobs a prime-time staple in all her weather reports. As the ‘brains’ behind the current event, I was invited to the studio the day before to meet her, when she’d arrived to say ‘Hello’ to everyone at the station. Naturally, when I walked in, this breathtakingly beautiful blonde was already on her knees surrounded by a crowd of men. But the head producer saw me and had the men awaiting their turn clear a path so I could at least admire her at work.

I couldn’t believe how beautiful she was. She’d purposefully worn the light chocolate coloured dress pants that she’d worn that first fateful day she’d changed TV history (for the fun story behind this, read Evelyn Blowing Snow), along with a cream-colored turtleneck sweater and brown heels; and man, even more so than in the thousands of pictures and billboards I’d seen everywhere of her on her knees sucking cocks in this same outfit, did her ass look sweet!

The head producer introduced me to her.

“Hmm hmmm,” Evelyn said, clearly pleased.

“Hi,” I said, meekly.

I couldn’t believe that I was meeting the world famous Evelyn, one of the most famous cocksuckers the world has EVER known (second only to the world-renowned and universally-revered JoAnne; and now right up there with Kim Henry, Kaitlin the Reporter, and Stephanie the Zoo Girl). And I once again marvelled at the sweetness of her ass. I couldn’t help myself. I dropped to my knees right next to her and started to fondle it with my right hand.

The brown cotton-polyester material of her pants felt so smooth and warm on my palm and fingers. And Gawd! She was so pretty looking right at me from a mere 12 inches away with a huge cock in her mouth. I was completely mesmerized by her big beautiful eyes. I didn’t even mind when someone’s big cock was shoved into MY mouth. Having my mouth fucked (the first and last time ever, as I’m NOT gay) still was worth it to be so near to greatness.

Evelyn’s Hazel-coloured eyes twinkled with amusement seeing me being mouth-fucked too.

“Hghhhgm,” I said, as the cock was thrust down my throat.

“Hnnnggggghhh,” Evelyn replied, playfully reaching over with her hand to start rubbing my crotch.

I think my mouth ultimately was fucked by three or four guys (though it might have been more... I truly wasn’t paying attention) before I finally mustered the will to pull my hand off Evelyn’s sweet, sweet ass. I know I swallowed several loads of cum and one guy even pissed in my mouth, which I gagged and choked on but ultimately swallowed most of. It turns out that none of these guys were openly gay... they just did it on dares while waiting for Evelyn to suck them too. (Guys will do almost anything if wagers involve beer.)

“Mmmmmmmhhhh,” Evelyn laughed. And it was so cute to see her doing so.

Finally, I was standing again, catching my breath. And that’s when Evelyn’s deft hands reached over and started undoing my zipper.

“Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm...” she said, her mouth still being pounded by some lesser cameraman.

And then her mouth was on me.

“Ohhhhhh shi-i-i-i-i-it!” I said. And I felt Evelyn chuckling on my cock... and looked down to see her big beautiful eyes staring right up at me. I knew I’d get to fuck her mouth again later. For right now, I let her do all the work. Man! She was adept at this.

Slowly and steadily she slid her mouth to and fro along my shaft, tilting her head a little bit differently with each plunge and each pull-back to catch a different part of my shaft with her tongue each time... all the really GREAT cocksuckers do this. Her tongue felt so warm, wet and soft. And yet her cheeks pulled in to create the most delightful sense of suction. I felt as if I would truly be unable to extract my cock from her mouth, no matter how hard I pulled. I laughed, thinking back a few minutes to how helpless I had been with these different cocks in MY mouth. Here, Evelyn was in total control.

And at no time did she seem SO in control as when she took me all the way down her throat.

“Ngghhh........ ngghhh......... ngghhh...” she gag-swallowed playfully with her nose pressed into my belly, every single centimeter of my 9-inch wang hidden beyond her lips, and her soft hazel eyes staring right up at me as she slowly and sensuously tilted her head one way and then the other... back and forth like the slow hand of a grandfather clock.

It was at that moment I suddenly remembered my new Blackberry Bold and pulled it out to take a few pictures while this talented weathergirl waited patiently.

“May I?” I asked.

“Hnggggggkkkkxxx! (Of course!)” she said, looking up and posing prettily.

“Say ‘blowing snow’” I teased.

“Ngghhh........ ngghhh......... ngghhh...” she answered, pushing herself hard onto my cock and then going still to pose sweetly for the camera for over a dozen pictures.

“Ngghhh........ ngghhh......... ngghhhhhhhkkkxx...” she said, her eyes open wide.

What a thrill!

I’d been blown by JoAnne a few times in the past (who hasn’t been?) and by Kaitlin and even by Kim Henry... and Evelyn’s talents certainly ranked right up there... not quite with JoAnne’s, but in the ballpark with all the rest of the best. Of course, in the preceding year she’d had TONS of practice, starting with her on-air exploits, followed by 3 months of virtual constant blowjobs as part of a HUGE 90-day pre- and post-Christmas fundraiser to raise money for several charities. Over 30,000 she ended up blowing over that 90-day event (to find out more, read Evelyn Blowing Snow - Part 3).

Her whole reason for being in Canada had been to help groups in several Canadian cities plan their own blow-bang fundraising events for this coming Christmas. And, naturally, everywhere she went she ended up on her knees entertaining huge crowds. So she truly was now one of the most well-practiced cocksuckers on the entire planet. Only those lucky girls on the distant Planet XXXanth (please read Teleported Inter-Planetary Cheerleaders Suck) suck cock more continuously than this handful of talented young women like JoAnne, Kim and Evelyn... and it showed. So being in Evelyn’s presence and ESPECIALLY inside her mouth was a dream cum true.

Speaking of cum... I did... several times in Evelyn’s mouth before she was through with me. The first time, I jerked so hard I thought I was going to fall down. Evelyn had quickened the pace of her head-bobbing to bring me to climax and continued aggressively working my cock until my jerking slowed. Even once I’d deposited a huge load in her mouth, my jerks largely abated, and Evelyn slowed back down to a soft slow rhythm again, I had episodic jerks every few seconds, each accompanied by a big shot of cum. And by the time this had stopped, Evelyn’s accomplished mouth was getting me hard again.

Oh shit!

And the second load I rewarded Evelyn with was as big and juicy as the first... as was my third. And Evelyn didn’t swallow until all three loads were in her mouth and she opened wide to show me. I couldn’t believe it. It was like one of those Japanese or German bukkake movies.

I took several pictures. Imagine... all that seed in the amazing Evelyn’s mouth was mine!

Finally, she closed her mouth and swallowed... and then applied even stronger suction with her cheeks to drain the last few drops out of my cock before finally slipping off and swallowing again.

“Thanks again for this GREAT idea,” she smiled up at me as her two hands helped me zip up.

“Thank YOU,” I said.

“Don’t go too far,” she then said. “Your producer has promised to take me and the gang out to a really nice Italian restaurant after I’m done here... and I ALWAYS like lots of EXTRA cheese on my pizza.” The tone and smile associated with those last few words could only be described as impish. We weren’t talking mozzarella cheese here.

“No worries,” I sighed. I would DEFINITELY hang around for THAT.

But first I wanted to find Charlotte. As I left the room in search of her, I glanced back at Evelyn whose circle of men had now closed up around her again.

“Ngggggghhhh” I heard Evelyn say, no doubt from some guy shoving HIS cock all the way down her throat too.

I looked about the room at all the guys still waiting and figured I had at least a couple of hours before the sexy blonde weathergirl was done meeting everyone.

***

Let me now continue by describing Charlotte. Charlotte is a local TV personality who also is a singer, actress, and part-time model. She is originally from England and has retained her sexy accent. She is short, just 5 foot one inch tall, and very petite with a 32, 26, 32 figure.

Though 25 years old, she looks about 19 (no lie). She has blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair that she sometimes wears straight and sometimes wavy. She is naturally beautiful and sexy. She has a really beautiful smile with perfectly kissable (and fuck-able) lips and light skin. She loves hamburgers, doughnuts, bread and chocolate, but still looks fabulous. In the summer, she often wears short summer dresses or short shorts. In cooler weather she wears tight, sexy jeans or pants. She also likes tops that are half length showing her middle; and likes really high heels (3-inch and more). In short, she is gorgeous and sexy and sweet.

The first time I met her was at a party where she was wearing a tight pair of dark blue designer jeans; a satin silver top that seemed to be a cross between a bra and a blouse, reaching to just below her rib cage; and sexy, 3-inch silver spike heels. In a word, she looked gorgeous. I immediately went up to her to strike up a conversation, my cock already rigid inside my Fruit-of-the-Looms.

“Hi. Don’t I know you?” I said. It was a line I often used, with varied success but absolutely no sincerity.

“Maybe. Do you watch...” and she named a TV news show she worked on.

And I suddenly realized that I DID recognize her.

“You’re... you’re...” I fumbled.

“Charlotte,” she answered, offering her hand for a shake.

I kissed it instead.

She laughed. “A gentleman,” she said, in her sexy British accent. “I LIKE gentlemen,” she added... and I suddenly felt her hand rubbing my enlarged dick through my pants.

I couldn’t believe it. I continued trying to make idle chit-chat as she continued to smile sensuously at me and rub my cookies. Fuck! Finally, she asked me if I’d like to give her a little refreshment. Note that she said ‘give’ and not ‘get’.

When I nodded meekly, she grabbed my belt and pulled me into a side room. It was a bedroom where I assumed we’d have privacy. But no go. There were already several couples utilizing the space to suck and fuck. Charlotte didn’t even bother closing the door behind her before slipping down to her knees at my feet. I’d long since stopped saying anything. She just laughed.

“Cat got your tongue?” she asked me, immediately before opening her mouth wide and taking my now liberated schlong inside.

I gasped and quivered as her moist, warm mouth closed down around my already tingling shaft. And when she started sliding up and down my length, my knees nearly buckled. I glanced up to notice a full-length mirror behind her, and wondered if she’d strategically kneeled in that spot to show off her gorgeous ass in those jeans. I’d admired her sweet behind on TV... but seeing it up close and personal like this... ESPECIALLY while being sucked by the lady herself... was WAY different.

Within a minute, my cock wasn’t the only one she was working on, as two guys from the other room wandered in to offer their meat up too. Her mouth never left me, continuing to slide up and down my length as her hands deftly reached over to undo one belt and zipper, and then the next. And then she started working all three of us, sometimes taking two of our cocks into her mouth at the same time. She was such a small woman, this amazed me... but she did this without difficulty or hesitation.

And then she was back on me and I was seizuring, my entire body convulsing with each huge shot of semen erupting into her mouth. I have no doubt it was the most massive dumping of splooge I’d ever created. But lovely Charlotte from TV swallowed everything. And then she took me back into her mouth and applied suction to drain the last of my cum out, licked me clean, and resumed sucking the other two.

“Hmm hmmm,” she said to me, grabbing my hand as I started to step away. She wanted me to stay.

Dutifully, I remained and watched her as she brought these two other strangers to climax. At one point, I squatted down and started to fondle her bum with one hand, and she clearly liked that.

“Hmmmmmmmm,” she purred, as she continued to suck their rods.

When finally she’d swallowed both their loads, she smiled up at me and I instinctively reached down to help her up.

“You really ARE a gentleman,” she said. And that’s when she led me back into the other room and out the front door to go for a walk. After blowing me and two others, she now just wanted to talk. Suffice it to say that we seemed to get along... and exchanged numbers... and quickly became friends. She didn’t want a boyfriend, per say.

“I just want a few nice men to talk to and fuck my face when I need it,” she told me one day after she’d blown me in my apartment.

“Need it?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Every girl needs to have her face good and fucked from time to time,” she said, calmly.