Bang Surprise PODCAST #18 With Kiki Vidis

Titty Tuesday, #18: Kiki Vidis

*Light up background music*

Rustling Heroes’ famous redhead vixen Kiki Vidis bounced into the studio, her perky breasts jiggling beneath a tight white t-shirt. Flashing a sly wink at the camera, she plopped down onto the plush couch, crossing her long, shapely legs.

“Welcome back, Heroes!” She purred, her pouty lips curling into an elbow grin. “I’m your hostess with the mostest, Kiki Vidis, and you know what day it is… Titty Tuesday! Today, we have a very special guest who’s sure to get your blood pumping.”

*Excited whoops from the studio audience*

Kiki chuckled and adjusted her skimpy top, making sure the audience got an eyeful of her cleavage. “That’s right, folks! You know him as revived celebrity, Brett Robinson. Let’s give him a warm welcome!”

*Whooping and clapping as a tall, hunky man strolled out. Shaggy blond hair, stubbled jaw, smoldering eyes.*

*Kiki licked her lips and scooted over to make room for him.* “Brett, welcome to Titty Tuesday!”

“Thanks for having me,” Brett replied, flashing a charming grin, his voice smooth as dark chocolate.

Kiki bit her lip. “Wow, up close, you’re even more gorgeous than on TV – and that’s saying something! Tell us, what’s life like as a revived celebrity?”

Brett chuckled and clasped his hands behind his head, stretching out his bulging muscles. “Well, Kiki, it’s a pretty wild ride, let me tell you. The fame, the spotlight, the endless parade of nubile young fans dying for a taste of this.” He flexed a bicep, winking at the camera.

Kiki giggled, reaching out to playfully squeeze Brett’s arm, her touch lingering just a moment too long. “Mmm, I can certainly see why they’re lining up for you. So tell us, Brett Robinson, are you single?”

*Whistles and catcalls from the audience*

Brett flashed a roguish smile. “Technically, yes. Though the girls in my life tend to come and go rather quickly.”

*Kiki’s eyes sparkled mischievously as she threw a leg over Brett and straddled him, grinding her barely-clad ass against his crotch.* “Feeling a little lonely, are we?” She purred, trailing a manicured finger down his chest.

Brett’s eyes darkened with lust as his hands gripped Kiki’s hips, pulling her flush against him. “Depends, Kiki. Got any tips for changing my solitary lifestyle?”

*Gasps and cheers from the audience*

*Kiki leaned in close, her ample cleavage dangling inches from Brett’s face.* “Well, I may have a few pointers…”

*Sweethearts music fades in as the camera zooms out, leaving the two entwined on the couch.*