Evelyn Blowing Snow

So he zoomed in on Evelyn’s gorgeous face as she continued to suck me. She paused a couple of times to eye the cameraman. He just gave her a big thumbs-up sign. And then he zoomed out to capture her perfect little ass, which was moving in and out sensuously in time with the bobbing of her head. THAT, in retrospect, might have been what saved us from total ruin, as the station owner is a self-professed ass man.

By this time, the teleprompter had come back up, so I was breathing a bit more easily, or as easily as I could whilst having my cock lovingly sucked by the most beautiful woman I’d ever known. I was actually starting to feel pretty good about things. And then I erupted into Evelyn’s mouth just after the report ended. Evelyn looked up at me and opened up wide to show me her cum-bathing tongue and I nearly peed myself. Then she calmly closed her mouth, smiled, and swallowed. And I was feeling like the cat who’d eaten the canary... very, VERY pleased with myself.

“How’d it go?” Evelyn asked, leaning back again against her shoes to look at the cameraman.

“Houston,” he said, slowly. “We have a problem.”

He started explaining how he’d bumped the camera when the teleprompter froze and he’d stood up to whisper to me, and how Evelyn had also knelt more upright, while the rest of us held out the pathetically-optimistic delusion that perhaps no one would notice. Maybe all people would see was a transient blur that looked like a camera glitch. But when he described the ZOOM RESET issue, and started complimenting Evelyn on how lovely her ass looked, and how truly beautiful she appeared the whole time with a cock in her mouth... everyone else fell silent.

For the next few minutes, Evelyn and I and the producer and the two other cameramen and the sound-man watched in horror as Evelyn’s first full on-air blowjob replayed... almost two full minutes of Evelyn in unmistakable action, including several lovely poses of her pausing to stare right into the camera, my cock in her mouth.

“nice ass, Evelyn,” one of the cameramen said quietly when the camera focused on it.

“I’m sorry Evelyn. I’m sorry you guys,” cameraman #1 said when the video was over. “It’s all my fault.”

Now... Evelyn could have played the irate star and started screaming and blaming and insulting him and everyone else. But she didn’t. She just said that she’d had fun, thanked me for cumming in her mouth and not on her sweater, and promised to blow everyone else after work.

“I’ll do it outside in the parking lot if you want,” she said.

“Really?” people asked.

“Sure.” What the hell! She’d just given a blowjob on prime-time TV. Why care if a few passers-by saw her doing it again in a parking lot?

It was only a few minutes later that the station owner called to speak to the producer. Evelyn had returned to her seat at the anchor desk to await her next and, she presumed, probably one of her final weather updates, at least at this station or anywhere near here. (Later, she’d tell me how weird it was for her to be sitting there behind the anchor desk knowing that several million viewers had just watched her sucking cock.)

The producer had an extremely stunned expression on his face when he hung up the phone.

“Which one of you guys wants to do the next weather report?” he asked, his face expressionless.

“What?” Had only Evelyn been fired?

“Apparently, the phones upstairs have been ringing off the hook and EVERYONE loves what just happened... so the Big B wants Evelyn to do it all again... another blowjob, a different guy. Just... don’t make it look so accidental this time.”

Huh?

“Take 2: The lovely Evelyn sucking dick on prime-time TV, guys. Let’s snap to it!” he said with authority.

We didn’t have time to explain to Evelyn what had been said when she quickly rushed over from the anchor desk to give her next weather update, so she was surprised to be met by the producer himself, standing as if waiting to give the weather report, with that little cushion lying at his feet; and even more surprised when he gently pushed her back down onto her knees. In a couple of seconds, he’d pulled his cock out for her.

“Trust me on this,” he told her. “And blow me. Don’t worry about the cameras; they’ll be aimed RIGHT AT YOU. Pretend that you’re a porn star. Now start sucking.”

Evelyn nodded and started.

Five, four, three, two...

“Blowing snow! Blowing snow! Blowing snow!” the producer said when the camera light flicked on. “Everywhere, blowing snow, even here in our studio!” And that’s when a key portion of the last report was flashed up on the screen, where scenes of the air or maps or upcoming high and low temperatures usually appeared... but this time it was Evelyn on her knees giving a blowjob.

“And since we have our own Charlie Snow, we’ve all gotten to enjoy our own amazing Evelyn putting words into action. And now the viewers have spoken and said... ‘why not every day, like the spirit of Christmas?’ What do YOU think, Evelyn?”

And that’s when Evelyn looked up to see all three cameras suddenly and very clearly aimed right at her.

“Hmm hmmm!” she said, sweetly, looking right into the main camera with the producer’s cock in her mouth. And it sounded so much like ‘of course!’ (which is, incidentally, what she’d said) that everyone was pleased.

“So... instead of watching me ramble on about how cold and windy and snowy it’s been,” the producer continued, the cameras now zoomed out to capture both him and the working weather girl, “let’s just sit back and enjoy Evelyn’s good work, putting some real warmth and sunshine back into prime time TV.” And then all the cameras went back just to her.

And Evelyn, ever the professional, knew JUST what to do and gave the show of her life. Slowly and sensuously, tilting her head one way and then the next, she slid her mouth up and down the producer’s hard shaft, pulling all the way back until just his cock head remained in her mouth, and then sliding forward until the cock was completely submerged inside her lips. And, all the while, her eyes remained wide open watching the camera.

Recalling what the one guy had said about her ass, she even remembered to angle her bum towards the camera from time to time. She was a natural at this!

And the three cameramen, also professional, did everything they could, from all angles, to make Evelyn look wonderful, both live and on the big screen right behind her, where what she was doing now was being transmitted directly... Evelyn was giving a blowjob in stereo for millions of adoring fans. This time, the report lasted until AFTER Evelyn’s mouth was full of cum, and she proudly opened it up to show this to the mobile camera that was brought forward, before closing her mouth again, looking right into the main camera, smiling, swallowing demonstrably, and then opening her mouth up again in a smile to prove that the cum was gone.

“Linda Lovelace couldn’t have done any better,” someone behind me said.

At the anchor desk this time, Carol and Bill even joked with Evelyn about her “exciting new career in the movie business” and how maybe they’d be the ones out of a job “after this becomes a 24-hour weather channel.”

“Are you having fun, Evelyn?” Carol asked her.

“Yes,” Evelyn smiled sincerely. “I am.”

And so, for the next weather update, Evelyn knelt to blow all three cameramen and the replacement sound-man, who were lined up in a little semi-circle on the right facing left, with the blonde kneeling in front of the two men in the middle, her mouth going from one to the next to the next to the next and back again, all three cameras capturing her... and the TV screen split to show all three angles... the rest of the production crew was starting to get into this too.

Carol was now standing on the left side of the set (as you face it) giving the actual weather report, two of the main cameras set up permanently to capture the entire seen, while the producer manned the third to capture close-ups of Evelyn in action. And so the scene could continue until Evelyn had swallowed loads from all four men, Bill then joined Carol on the right side of the set and the two anchors did the general news standing right there, with Evelyn continuing her news-making activities on the right.

The show ended up with Evelyn kneeling to blow Bill in FRONT of the anchor desk, while Carol sat behind the desk reporting on the news in the background. By this time, Evelyn was really into her part, and gave poor old Bill a blowjob for the ages. All pretense that the news was what was important was lost, with Carol merely a voice in the background. All cameras were focused on the weather girl, who’d been reminded how sexy her ass was in those brown pants she was wearing and made every attempt to show it off whenever she sensed a camera on it.

As for the blowjob itself, she’d also been told how gorgeous and elegant she looked with all these cocks in her mouth, and now worked to be as pretty and as elegant as she could be. All the time, she kept her face tilted towards and eyes focused on either one or the other camera she could see (the third was mostly behind her to capture her sweet behind), her eyes reaching out to the millions of appreciative TV viewers for whom she had changed TV programming forever.

And every so often, she took Bill all the way into her throat and just held him there, her eyes still focused on the nearest camera. Man! She looked lovely!

The huge cum-load Bill gave her was not the last she’d drink either; because, when she was back behind the anchor desk with Bill and Carol, a male member of the production crew brought out a big glass of cum for her to drink, then quickly slipping Carol a little note.

“This, apparently, is a final little treat for you from the remaining production crew,” Carol said with a big smile. “Everyone’s getting into the spirit of giving today.”

“Thanks guys,” Evelyn said, the camera zooming right in to capture her drinking every last drop.

The hour-long show ended with Bill commenting on “all the blowing going on around here” and Evelyn saying again that she’d really had “a lot of fun.”

“We’ll have to do this again sometime,” Bill said.

“I’d LOVE to,” Evelyn said, looking right into the camera, and she clearly meant it. She just hoped that she wouldn’t be fired and not get the chance.

That was the early evening news. The mid-evening and late evening news were a more subdued while management apparently considered what their next step was; though they insisted that Evelyn “blow that Charlie Snow guy” again, with her second update on each show, after telling viewers about the bet she’d lost at the anchor desk before heading over to do her update.

“The wind is blowing snow and so is our weather girl,” Bill announced, as Evelyn left to give her ‘report’.

Well… the station phones kept ringing and ringing and ringing throughout the night, including calls from around the country from people, mostly but not exclusively men, saying how great our last three shows were, especially the weather report. Evelyn should do this every single day. Maybe she SHOULD have her own 24-hour channel. And so on.

The station manager called the entire crew, including me, Bill, Carol and Evelyn into his office early the very next afternoon.

“You really shouldn’t have done that without telling us first,” he told us all. “But... having said that… censorship laws HAVE been relaxed and it IS legal to show oral sex on T.V. now... and we’ve received NOTHING but positive feedback.” He looked straight at Evelyn. "Prime-time viewers love you even more than before, Evelyn. And the cable companies that carry our station love you too... there’s been a record number of new sign-ups since yesterday’s show... more than 16,000 new customers overnight."

Suddenly, it dawned on me what our boss was saying. I'd still assumed he'd be furious and want to immediately fire us all. But he did not.

“You want us to do it all again?” the producer asked in disbelief.

“Don’t make the whole show about it,” he told us, with a wink. “The news and weather are still important… you want to focus on the news and weather. But you guys CAN have some fun if you want. And if you happen to catch Evelyn accidentally or on purpose, once in awhile... well... I certainly don't see any harm in that.”

"How often is 'once in awhile?'" the producer asked.

"Oh... I don't know. Once or twice for each hour show, at least to start." He smiled. “Probably more later. We’ll see what viewers want.”

“Every show?”

“Of course.” Then he smile: “Evelyn, you get to blow me on the air tonight.”

Well… did WE all breathe a sigh of relief!!!

That evening, the early evening news edition started with Bill and Carol talking with Evelyn at the main anchor desk about the previous day’s program and what a positive stir it had caused.

“If you in the viewing public would like a voice in this,” Carol then announced, “just call either one of the two station numbers listed on the screen below within the next ten minutes and let us know how OFTEN you’d like to see our lovely weather girl’s mouth put to such good use: dial either of these two phone numbers and then enter #1 if you’d like Evelyn giving one or two blowjobs a day on the air, #2 if you’d like it 3 to 5 times a day, and #3 if you’d like Evelyn on her knees blowing someone with every single weather update. We’ll let you know the results after the next commercial break.”

“In the meantime, Evelyn,” Bill said, standing up “why don’t you and I both go tell people what the weather is like outside?”

By the time Evelyn and Bill had returned from Bill reporting on the weather and Evelyn blowing Bill - with all three cameras trained right on her (she was wearing black pants and heels and a yellow blouse and looked fantastic again), the results of the viewer poll were in. These results astounded and pleased everyone: 137 people had voted for choice#1; 256 had voted #2; and a whopping 17,998 (97.8% of all voters) had voted #3.

“It looks like the viewing public has spoken all but unanimously, and you’ve got an exciting new role on this show, Evelyn,” Carol said.

“It’ll be fun,” Evelyn said, smiling ear to ear.

“A girl of amazing talents,” Bill added.

“Thanks,” Evelyn said.

Evelyn did all the remaining weather updates that show, and the mid evening show, and the late evening show on her knees: a smiling Evelyn reporting the weather via a prerecorded inset in the upper right corner of the screen while the rest of the screen showed Evelyn LIVE and on her knees sucking a different cock every time (and sometimes more than one), bobbing her head sensuously back and forth while staring into the camera until her mouth filled up with cum.

She’d finally swallow, smile and say... “Now it’s back to you guys.”

“Thanks Evelyn,” Bill or Carol would reply.

And each show that first evening of the new, IMPROVED evening news show ended with Evelyn blowing the station owner in front of the anchor desk while Carol and Bill asked him about the station’s decision to feature Evelyn like this at every weather update, including exciting weekly draws to bring dozens of lucky male viewers in every week for the station’s weather girl to suck.

“The public has spoken,” he said with a smile, his hand furthest from the camera on Evelyn’s head helping her bob into and out of his groin. “People want reality TV? Well... this definitely is real, isn’t it Evelyn?”

“Hmm hmmmmmmm!!!” she answered, enthusiastically.