Goody Goddy, Your Mouth is Magical

It takes someone special to eat this big purple dick

“Okay, folks. We need to give the kids a break. Meet back here in an hour.” The director’s voice carried across the soundstage. Production halted while the kids took a legal break. No one liked it, everyone wanted to just get the damn show done, but it was the law.

“Barney, Baby Bop and BJ, stick around for a few. We have some promo pictures to take.” He clapped his hands and started herding people where he wanted them to go.

It was hot as hell in this damn Barney costume, but I had to keep it on until the kids were off-stage. Or, according to our illustrious director, Dave, until after the promo pictures were taken. Then I might, if I was lucky, get a ten minute break before we were back to filming.

Why the fuck do I do this shit again? I traipsed over to the playground and got the promo photos out of the way. I was dying for a smoke. A vape. Whatever the hell I was allowed to do these days, I just couldn’t do it in costume. Fuck.

“Hey Danny.” Ciara, still in her Baby Bop costume, slipped under my arm. “Wanna go chill for a minute or two?” I couldn’t have kept the grin from my face. I knew what that meant.

“Damn straight I do.” I took her hand and we wandered out to the back alley. Back alley shenanigans with Ciara were the best part of my work day.

“This’ll do.” Ciara pushed me against the brick wall, brushing the big green snout of her Baby Bop costume across the purple nose of my Barney. “I’ve been waiting all day for this.”

She pulled her arms into the costume and unzipped Baby Bop’s oversized mouth. I did the same, unzipping the hidden opening that split the purple dinosaur in half like a C-section scar. We’d modified them to suit our purposes. And suit us, they did.

Once my hands were free inside the heavy fabric, I pulled down the basketball shorts I wore, freeing my cock. Hard, aching, I gave it a few soft strokes. A low growl rumbled out of me. This was just what I needed after spending the bulk of the day with a bunch of screeching kids.

Ciara pressed Baby Bop’s face to Barney’s midsection, crawling through the large mouth opening and half into my costume. She wrapped her hands around my girth, our hands stroking my hardening dick together.

There was enough room for me to look down at Ciara. Her dark hair pulled back in two French braids lent her a youthful appearance, although I knew she was well over the age of majority. Eyes on mine, she smirked and licked her lips, before dragging the flat of her tongue up the underside of my cock, swirling it around the tip.

Lips curled back, she slipped me into her mouth with a satisfied hum that went right through me. One hand fondled my balls the way she knew I liked, rolling them between her fingers, while the other jerked me off to the rhythm of her mouth.

I fumbled for the small zippered pocket I’d had put into the costume and pulled out my vape pen. A long drag and the tension drained from me. Or was that Ciara’s mouth on my cock? Hard to say.

And what a fucking mouth she had. This woman could suck me dry and still have me hard as fuck. I laid my head against the building, thrusting my hips towards her, and took another draw from the vape. Breathing heavy, I blew smoke out of the mouth of the costume and pumped my hips into her mouth.

“Fuck, Kee. You feel amazing.” She slipped me in as far as she could, my sensitive slit nudging the back of her throat. “Only thing better than your mouth is your cunt.” I grabbed her braids in one hand and pulled her head back. Eyes watering, my thick shaft filling her mouth, she ran her tongue around my cock's head. Cheeks hollowed, her eyes fluttered. My cock twitched. Trembled. I panted, then grinned. And hummed.

While Ciara sucked me off, I hummed our own theme song. It made us laugh, but suited us perfectly. I bit back a groan when Ciara giggled. Goddamn, her mouth was heavenly.

I fuck you, you suck me We’re a happy fucking orgy With a great big cock And a load from me to you Won’t you say you’ll fuck me too?

She popped me out of her lips with a mewl of pleasure to tell me, “Dave’ll wait for us. Round two when I’m done?” With a wink and playful nip to my tip, she sucked me back like a pro. Head bobbing, my hands tangled in her hair, she hollowed her cheeks and swallowed when I hit the back of her throat once more.

I couldn’t hold back. I held her still and face-fucked her the way she liked. Hips snapping, cock trembling, my balls pulled up close. She dipped her tongue out to lick my taint, then my sack.

“Goody goddy, Kee. Your mouth is fucking magical.” I looked in the blacked out window on the abandoned sound stage beside us. We were filthy. Obscene. Forbidden. Sight of Baby Bop on her knees blowing Barney never got old. “I love watching Bop blow Barney. What the hell would Dave say, eh?”

She giggled again, the vibrations racing up my length and right through me. Baby Bop’s head bobbed on Barney’s midsection. I looked back down the costume interior to watch her saliva soaking my dick. It was fucking amazing to watch her.

We’d been doing this for years, almost since we started together in the second season. With my release building in my balls, electric shocks ran up my shaft. “Kee… I’m close. I’m gonna blow. Swallow me, baby. Every drop is just for you. Fuuuck.”

Ciara’s hand had snaked down her body. Fingers under the booty shorts she wore in costume, she finger banged herself. Three fingers deep. “Imagine those are my fingers, baby. Your clit’s in my hot, wet mouth. One hand is pulling those big, thick nipples of yours. Feel how that tingle goes right to your… fuck.”

I couldn’t put another sentence together. Speech was beyond me. My orgasm not only threatened to explode into her mouth, it was well on its way. “Kee. Kee… oh, baby.”

“Mommy. Mommy!” The young child’s shrill voice cut through the alleyway like fingernails down a chalkboard, but there was no stopping us now.

“Mommy, what’s Baby Bop doing to Barney?”

Stuck in the Barney costume, no one could see my face. No one could see how fucking amazing Baby Bop’s mouth was. The way her tongue did this swirly-thing around the head of my cock. Or how she’s small enough to fit almost her whole body through the mouth of the costume to take me in hers.

Those kids didn’t know Baby Bop’s lips were wrapped around my length, dragging her lips up and down. Licking. Stroking. Nibbling.

“Oh… um, I think maybe Baby Bop is trying to get a sliver out of Barney’s tummy.” The mother seemed horrified at what her children witnessed. But she didn’t look away.

Was I sorry those little kids watched Baby Bop’s head bobbing at Barney’s cock? Yes, yes I was.

Did I wish it wasn’t happening? Nope. Not. At. All.

“You got me, Kee. All of me.” I threw my head back and roared my release. Not quiet on a good day, having an audience boosted my arousal, and I was thunderous as I unloaded into Ciara’s mouth. I could hear her swallow every drop. “Hot as fuck, baby. You are hot as fuck.”

“Mommy, why is Barney making that noise?” Finally, the mother shooed her children away from the end of the alley. I watched her lick her lips and adjust her shorts.

“You wanna be next, Mama Bear?” I guffawed at the mock outrage on her face as her husband took her elbow and they hustled away from us.

“Oh my GAWD, Danny.” Ciara put herself back together and leaned into me. “You’re such a dick.”

We could hear Dave, the director, calling us back to the set. “Come on. I guess round two’ll have to wait, lover.” Ciara grabbed my hand and we headed back to the set.

Round two, three and four would definitely happen later. Probably during the next legally mandated kiddie breaks. Five, six and seven would be when we got home.

Who knew Barney and Baby Bop would find love together? Super dee duper!

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