Jose handles things behind the curtain

“This way!” Katy waved. She had already dropped the motion capture harness and was climbing up a ladder. Jose followed behind, looking up at the singers’ round ass and puffy pink snatch as she ascended one step at a time.

The next room was smaller than the first, about the size of a tool shed. It had an outfit laid out on a rack in the middle. It was a baby blue long ball gown made out of latex with gloved arms. The skirt was billowy and large, reminding Jose of a giant umbrella. Underneath stood a pair of thigh high, glossy platform boots in a matching color scheme. Katy took a small bottle from a shelf and spritzed the interior of the gown liberally.

“What is that?” Jose asked.

“Lube, to help me get into my outfit,” she explained. “Help spray me down?” Jose was handed the spray and Katy opened her arms, welcoming a spray down. .

He spritzed the pop singer covering her from the neck down to the waist as she turned around for him to get full coverage. “All of me,” she instructed, pointing down. He sprayed further, covering her ass, down her legs to her toes. They then rubbed the lubricant over her skin, making it nice and slippery. Jose got a good handful of the singer’s ample breasts, squeezing them until they slipped out of his grip. Her ass was just as smooth and slippery. In fact, her entire body felt like a slip and slide now.

“Ok, slide me in!” Katy said, pointing to her dress. She crawled underneath it and stood up, raising her arms to poke through the bustier. She didn’t really need much help from Jose since she was coated in lubricant and slipped through easily. She did need help gilding her arms into the gloves though. “I’m going to be boiling in this,” she admitted as she got the final glove on. “Help me with the boots now?”

Jose moved down and slipped on the thigh boots, feeling like he was putting Cinderella’s shoes on at this point. “All you need is a crown,” he commented, zippering the boots on securely.

“Oh, my earpiece!” she remembered, pointing to the shelf. Jose rushed over and found it, handing it off to Katy. She put it in her ear and told Jose, “My part is coming up soon. You get down on the floor, this thing is going to rise up onto the stage.”

Jose took a closer look at the rack that was holding Katy’s dress. It was like a one person elevator. He looked at Katy to ask why he was going up too, since he didn’t even have any clothes on, but Katy’s lewd grin told the story for him. Since he was her escort, he did as he was told. Katy climbed on top of him, covering his body with her billowy skirt. She sat herself down on his lap and wiggled around, springing Jose’s cock back to life. “There it is…” she cooed, pulling back her skirt so she could see Jose’s face.

“Now don’t get up until the elevator’s back down again and keep quiet,” She told him.

Jose kept his mouth shut and held still. He did move his way into Katy’s pussy, for which she gave him an appreciative grin. Just as she foretold, the apparatus they were on started to rise. It whirred and hummed but the sounds were probably drowned out by the concert outside.

“Oh fuck, this is getting me so hot, “ Katy remarked, enjoying the feel of Jose’s impressive manhood buried deep within her. As they rose, Katy was moving on Jose’s cock like she was on a pony ride. It was a slow and steady canter that got him stiff for her. The grinding also increased the temperature under the skirt. Jose began to feel like he was in a sauna and was thankful his head was out of it so he could breathe.

“Ah… I want you to make me cum!” Katy told him just before she switched her mic on. She immediately jumped into the song, joining Rihanna’s melody, which Jose could actually hear, now that they reached the top of the elevator.

The dome above them popped open and Katy rose up to sing. She didn’t rise up all the way, but just enough that Jose had to lift his hips to keep inside her. She held this height through her part of the song and when it was Rihanna’s turn, she lowered herself and ground her wet pussy against Jose’s groin.

Katy wanted to be fucked through the whole song, so when it was time for Katy to sing again, the escort lifted his hips even higher and started pounding her juicy snatch from below. His impacts were hard enough to cause the pop star’s boobs to jiggle through the form fitting latex. Katy kept on like a professional, not even wavering in her voice.

Katy and Rihanna sang in unison as Jose thrust his dick into her sopping wet hole. He could feel her dripping onto him, but didn’t let up. His hands freely groped and caressed her underneath the covers of the dress. He rubbed her pussy, rolling his thumb over her clit as he continued to pump in and out of her opening. Katy displayed impressive strength, keeping her body relatively still throughout all of this.

When Katy reached a solo, she finished with vocal ornamentation to stretch out her moment. Jose pounded into her as she held the note. Suddenly her note went higher, then higher. Jose kept rubbing and thrusting and just when everyone thought that was as high as the singer could go, she hit an even higher note! Her entire body shuddered and Jose was caught in a torrential downpour! His own body reacted, ejaculating into the megastar!

Only taking a few seconds to recover, Katy stood all the way up and went into the next verse of the song and the instrumental continued on as well.

As the singer rose up and pulled free of his cock, Jose got caught in the backspray of his own cum. From his upshot view of the departing songstress, he could see his spunk splattered over the singer’s inner thighs and down her legs. She stepped out of the booth and strutted out on stage.

Jose was enveloped by a waft of cool air as he laid exposed, soaked and naked on the elevator floor. He hoped no one in the packed stadium could see him lying there. The dome closed again shortly after Katy stepped out, but he had to wait another couple of minutes until the song ended and for the booth to move again. He could hear Katy thanking the audience for coming out as the platform began to lower. He picked himself up and cleaned up as best he could before heading down and retrieving his trench coat. Katy would probably be busy with her fans and crew, so Jose wondered if he should just take off.