Katy extends their time together

Jose grunted, “I’m almost there…”

“Wait! Wait!” Katy panted, pulling herself off of him. As the popstar peeled herself off him, Jose saw his body covered in glitter. His dick was like a spectacled candy cane. This looked like one of the downfalls of hot steamy sex and show makeup.

Katy pattered her naked butt over to her clothing rack and flipped through the outfits there. She held up a pastel blue trench coat made from glossy fabric and sized it up to Jose. Judging it to be a decent fit, she tossed it over to him and said, “Put this on!”

She grabbed a similar outfit for herself, in a pink hue. First, she slipped into a form fitting leotard, then she pulled on the trench coat.

“What are you planning?” Jose asked, wrapping the trench coat around himself. He probably should have put something on underneath, like her, but he wasn’t clear what she wanted so stuck to her instructions exactly. It went down to his knees, exposing his legs. He felt like one of those flashers that wander around public parks or parking lots in the middle of the night.

“We’ll finish on stage!” she answered with a mischievous grin. She tied the belt around her coat and slipped her shoes back on. She looked much better than him in the candy coated rain gear. At least together, they looked like a stage act. “I’ll also need you to get me into some outfits,” she noted, planning ahead. She passed him a bottle. “Hold onto this.”

Jose looked at the bottle label. It was a form of spray oil. “What’s this for?”

“You’ll know when we get there, we need to move though, I need to get back to the stage!”

Katy was already heading back, so Jose slipped the bottle into his coat pocket and put his shoes on so he could follow.

They were carted back to the performance area and the handlers were already guiding Katy to her next performance. Jose felt like he was just along for the ride.

“Just stand in the back and follow what the others do,” Katy whispered to him before marching up front.

Jose was nervous. This time he had no chance to prepare! He looked to the other dancers for help, but they were focused on their own performances. Katy was already starting the song and the backup dancers lined up in rows behind her. They formed two rows and Jose put himself in the back. Fortunately their routine was mostly standing and looking mysterious with the occasional synchronized movements which Jose matched up with as best he could.

The number then had the trenchcoated men line up behind the singer and catch her as she fell. They surrounded her and she ditched the trench coat to reveal her bodysuit underneath. The men lifted her up on their shoulders and she went back to the front stage, singing as if nothing happened.

The dancing for the men up front became more intricate but in the back, Jose’s choreography remained manageable. He was feeling the adrenaline from performing in front of a live audience again. It was way more intense than the crowds he’d get at the strip club, but wearing nothing but a plastic trench coat, this felt oddly familiar to him.

Suddenly rain dropped from the sky! Jose took a quick glance up. They were under some sort of shower system. Then, water burst up from the ground! Jose nearly got sucker punched by one of the spouts! The new water fountain lit up with rainbow colored bursts that the dancer and to skirt around and avoid while staying in line with the others. Jose hoped that the haziness of the spray helped cover up his mistakes.

Finally the song wound down and one by one, Katy would knock away each trench coated dancer until she finally made it to Jose at the very end of the line. She took his hand and gave the audience a wink before strutting off stage with him.

The stadium burst into applause that thundered through the stage as Katy and Jose raced down to a new section. It was actually a sectioned off room with a couple of handlers who strapped her into harnesses with balls attached to different points of her body. In front of them was a large display that showed a computer generated version of Katy.

“Are you good?” One of the handlers asked her.

Katy raised her arm and the animated Katy mirrored the movement. She moved from side to side and the cartoon matched her perfectly.

“We’re good!” she nodded. The handlers left the room to Katy and Jose. As soon as they left, Katy turned to her escort and told him, “Now take that off!”

Jose dropped the coat on command, standing naked and ready to go. Katy gave a naughty grin and pulled her leotard to the side and immediately grabbed Jose by the cock to pull him close.

“You’ll have to keep up,” she murmured to him before turning around to face the screen. She pulled her mic toward her voice and went into song. Her little animated avatar burst to life and mimicked her mouth movements.

Jose was a little lost on what to do next. Katy was virtually serenading her fans and it wasn’t like they could see him doing anything in this closed off room. Then, he felt Katy’s ass brush up against his half stiff package. He thought that it might have been because he was in the way, so he took a step back to give her more space. Katy stepped back and brushed her ass against his crotch again!

The escort was slowly catching on. He subtly placed his hand on her ass and gave her a firm squeeze. She leaned into him instead of pulling away. It was becoming clear that she wanted him in her when she leaned forward and spread her legs. Jose suddenly got a little nervous. Even though no one could see him, he’d basically be fucking in front of a live stadium. He shook his head and grinned, blown away by the extremes these celebrities would go to in order to get off.

Seeing as how no one could actually see him, he could get away with a lot. Katy couldn’t even stop him unless she was willing to halt the show. Even her hand motions were being captured by the mocap device. His assumptions were confirmed when Katy did a little dance around him and the computer model of her did so as well with no interruption. He was like a ghost to this machine.