Chapter 13 - The Show


 Don had been gearing up for his latest interview with Vera LaCroix for the whole weekend. He was a veteran with decades of experience and she was an upcoming star that had just turned twenty-three and was filling theatre seats across the countries with her roles in blockbuster movies year-round. 

 The fans were insisting on her appearance on his show for at least two years, and now it was finally happening. 

 Don was dressed up in a sharp suit when he got on stage and saw her sitting in the interviewee chair in an black dress that was low-cut that one could see a tiny hint of her light pink areolae.

“Vera, what a pleasure to meet you,” he said, going over to shake her hand. 

 Vera did not bother standing up but returned the shake with a beringed finger. “Thank you so much for inviting me!” There was something so fake about her enthusiasm and smile that just the thought of wiping it off her face made him diamonds. His team of makeup artists were still touching her up.

 Don admired her lush raven locks and the penetrating dark eyes, his eyes naturally going down to the endless decollete. “Oh, the fans are dying to see you.”

 He waited around for a few more minutes watching her as everyone got ready for the broadcast to begin. As they gave the sign that things were ready to take off, he grabbed his phone and stepped up behind where she sat on the chair, framed at the center of it all.

 As the lights turned from red to green, he smiled at the camera. “Hello, everybody!” Don introduced his guest quickly to the handful in the audience that might not know her and then checked his phone screen. All the questions had been pre-written by him anyway, but people loved the realness of it.

“Vera, you know how the format works on our show. Fans send in the questions and you answer them.”

 Vera linked her fingers together and cracked them in anticipation, flashing her brilliant smile at the camera. “I’m ready.”

“Our first question comes from Lopez56 and he asks, ‘Could you please let Don get a feel of your boobs?’ Well, Vera, what do you say?”

 Vera licked her upper lip and then smacked them together, still retaining a look of joy. “If that’s what the fans want, who am I to deny them?”

 Don came down with both his hands to feel her tits and saw the camera zooming in on them. He knew the audience had been dying to watch this for months, almost as long as he’d been waiting to do it, so he kneaded them as thoroughly as he could for a couple of seconds, squishing them out of the fabric to show off the young and tender flesh.

 The camera came up and caught him unprepared as he was enjoying himself, and then the laugh track rolled. “What can I say?” he said, feigning embarrassment. “They’re real, and they’re spectacular!”

 The applause track followed and lights spun around the room as they got ready to continue. 

“Our next question comes from PurpleBridgeTroll. ‘Vera, can we see what you look like with Don’s cock over your face?’”

 Perhaps she wasn’t expecting the questions to go so hard from the start. And the truth was that they usually didn’t. But there were so many horny guys out there anticipating the event and waiting to make an example of her that Don and the rest of the team decided not to hesitate. It was all out. 

 Vera pursed her lips, knowing there was no way to refuse without coming across as an insufferable bitch. After all, only one actress ever walked off set, and that scene she caused was the end of her career. “I’d be overjoyed, Bridge Troll.” 

“Purple Bridge Troll,” Don corrected her and the laugh track hit again. He took out his dick and planted it on top of her head. He waited for the camera to zoom in on it, then leaned in forwards until the shaft tilted down and went down. Vera looked straight into the camera bleakly, the massive and gnarled cock covering up the right side of her face while the balls rested over her forehead. 

“Vera! How’s that feel?” 

 Her eyes were still focused on the camera. “It doesn’t feel like anything,” she said coolly.

“Come on, that’s no fun! What, did you forget what this is?” He lifted his cock and then let it swing back down and smack her in the face. The slap was audible, and he could see his team behind the camera giving him thumbs up. The audience was loving it. 

“I hope you don’t mind if I just leave this hanging,” Don joked.

“I don’t.” 

“My wife always said my life needed more structure, but I never thought Vera Lacroix would be my support.” As the fake laughter rolled once again, Don saw the involuntary twitch of anger in her face. 

“Our next question comes from Don. Oh, wait, that’s me! So, Vera, mind if I ask you a question?”

“Please go ahead, Don.” 

“You’ve kissed before in many of your movies. In fact, I think you got an award for being the best kisser last year.”

“That’s right.” 

“Could you show us how you do it if we give you a practice session?”

 Vera shrugged and put up a smile. “What’s the harm in it?”

“Well, I gotta say the audience has already decided on this one. Are you ready?”

“Sure am, Don.” 

 Don took the shaft in his hand once more and then brought the head to the side of her face. Vera was still staring forward at the camera pretending not to know what it meant and the laugh track came in.

“Could you close your eyes? We were looking for the most experienced kisser around to try out with you, and this is the best we got. But he’s not a looker.”

 Vera did and let him turn her face towards the cock. Then he pressed it against her lips and watched her try to kiss it. Her eyes opened and then gaped theatrically in surprise.

 The following laugh track was even louder followed by a womp-womp-womp as it zoomed in on her lips touching his dick.

 The show continued in this obnoxious manner for another half a dozen questions till they reached the half hour mark and Don got ready for the next segment. “Vera, today we have a challenge for you. You know about the conditions in third world countries. In fact, you’ve spoken about it at length.”

 Vera nodded along with him proudly. “I have.” 

“So for our next challenge it’s simple. We’re going to donate one million dollars - did you hear that? one million! - if you complete our next challenge. And it’s easy. All you have to do is say, ‘Save the children!’ How’s that sound?”

“I’d be honored to help.” 

 I bet you would, Don thought to himself with anticipation. “Okay, then get ready. We begin in three, two, one!”

“Savnnggc~”

 Don held her head with both hands and shoved the monstrous dick into her mouth and right against her cheek, stretching her lips along the gnarled shaft to the tearing point. Her lips were pulled so taut that they could not move at all while only spittle trickled out down the corners.

“Well?! You going to say it or not? I guess you don’t care about the kids that much after all, huh?” The laugh track played again and the only thing Vera did was look at the camera with tearful eyes and drool dripping from her nostrils.

 Don could feel her tongue struggling furiously in her mouth but she was too stuffed to do anything. Only a few bubbles of drool formed along her lips and he could only imagine what the people at home were saying about her goofy face. 

 As the seconds passed by, he banged the stuffed side of her cheek with his knucles. “Hello? Anybody in there? Vera, I thought you cared about the children. I guess not!” 

 The moment he pulled out of her mouth the tension leaving her body left her crumpled and breathless, while strings of drool were still attached to the twitching shaft of his dick.

“We’re just joking, Vera. We are giving you the money. Of course, we were also joking about the sum. It’s just ten thousand.” 

 As the womp-womp-womp followed, Don turned angrily towards the camera and turned his hips fast enough that his cock went back and slapped her back in the face. “What?! We aren’t rich, you know!” 

 Another laugh track followed and then he turned apologetically to Vera. “Oh my god, Vera, did we hit you?” 

“It’s nothing…” 

“Wait, I’ve got something to help you.” 

 Cockhead throbbing wildly in hand, he pointed it towards her and let the load explode right in her face. Vera knew it was the iconic show finisher and never even bothered moving as the ropes of jizz shot all over her face and chest. 

 Nostrils flaring with rage, she took a deep breath but accidentally took some cum up her nose and coughed. It wasn’t planned, and for a moment her fury was transparent to the entire world. 

“Are you okay, Vera?”

“Thank you,” she said, trying to smile again. “I feel better already.” 

“Oh, but that was just me jizzing. The painkiller’s right here.” He took out the pill and showed it to the camera and as the laughter rang he slapped his hands enthusiastically. “That’s our show folks! Thanks so much for tuning in, see you next time!” 

 As the broadcast stopped, Vera remained seated. “That was a great performance,” he said. 

“Thank you, Don.” 

“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” 

 Don grabbed her by the hand and lifted her up from the seat, then led her to the bathroom. He closed the door once they stepped in. “You did really well, all things considered.” 

 Vera turned on the faucet to start washing her face. “Thanks, Don. I appreciate it.”

 As she cleaned up her eyes, he looked down at her ass and lifted her dress with his still-pulsing dick. “So you’re going to be in a Dracula adaptation, or so I hear.” 

 He slammed the cock into her ass so hard that the shockwave even made the mirror tremble. Vera grunted as he thrust in and out and reached to get more water for her face. “That’s right.”

“You’ll do well. You’ve got that vampire look.”

“Actually, I’ll be playing Mina.” 

 His fingers gripped her waist as he rammed it into her ass over and over and got himself ready to come. Vera was almost done washing, so he kept going with one thrust more powerful than the next. 

 It was only when she finished and said, “I’m done,” that he took it out, forced her down to her knees, and came all over again in her face. This time he let it all out and groaned in pleasure as the thick jizz all came raining down on her hot body. 

 It got into her hair, between her tits, and seeped into her dress. Even a long shower wouldn’t have been enough to wash it all out now.

“Womp-womp-womp,” he said with a wink, then laughed. “Hah, it’s just a prank Vera. Come on. We’re friends, right?” 

 She looked like she wanted to murder him as she gazed up from under a layer of cum. “Absolutely, Don. Good friends. No problem.” 

“Well, my wife’s probably waiting. I’ll see you around, kid. Hope that Dracula flick works out for you. Terrible role choice for you though.” 
 He left her there buried under his cum and closed the door.
