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If you aren't 18, or 21 if you live in a backwards
place, then go away : )
This story is copyrighted by the writer formerly known
as Maria Gonzales, AKA M-Go. Copyright 2001. Send me an
E-mail at Maria1971@aol.com and/or visit my web site
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Everything Goes
(The Game Show)
by Maria Gonzales
Copyright 2000 - All Rights Reserved. Any use of this
work without the author's written permission is
strictly forbidden.
I looked at the line of people in front of me,
knowing that my chances of getting chosen as a
contestant for "The Ultimate Game Show" were minimal.
Of course, just like every other person there I was
positive I had everything needed to be chosen and win
the big money.
We were there to try out as contestants. With a grand
prize of over ten million dollars, competition was
stiff. Every person in line had to pass an examination
- knowledge of science, literature and other academic
subjects was needed, along with trivia and pop culture.
I didn't realize so many people not only knew
Einstein's theory of relativity, but also knew that
Princess Leia and Luke Skywalker were siblings, that
Coca Cola "invented" the modern Santa Claus, and also
knew the punch line to the joke about the traveling
salesman and the storekeeper's daughter.
"The contestants for this week's shows have been
chosen," a voice boomed over the sound system. "Please
file out the door in orderly fashion and hand your ID
badges to the security guard on your way out. Thank you
for your interest, feel free to come back for next
week's auditions."
There was a collective sigh among the people still
in line, including myself. A few people protested,
convinced that they were unfairly removed. Since
there wasn't anybody from the production company around
to hear their complaints, the mutterings soon
disappeared.
As I stood patiently in line waiting to hand in my ID
and leave, a man in a very expensive tailored suit
talking through a headpiece pointed at me. Within
seconds, a security guard grabbed me by the arm
and whispered, "Mr. Valencia wants to talk to you."
"Who's Mr. Valencia?" I asked.
"Just follow me, ma'am," he answered.
I followed him around the corner and into a
conference room. Inside, there were three other
women, all wearing the same bewildered expression.
The guard motioned for me to have a seat and added,
"Mr. Valencia will be with you shortly."
I sat, not knowing what to expect or even what I was
waiting for. What could this Mr. Valencia want with
us? The slots for "The Ultimate Game Show" were
filled, and as far as I knew, that was the only purpose
for us all to be at the studio today.
I looked around and glanced at a very buxom blonde
sitting next to me. She leaned over and asked, "Do you
have any idea what we're here for?"
"Not a clue," I answered. "Maybe they need
another contestant or something."
The door opened again and a little Asian woman was
escorted in. She took a seat next to me and said, "Hi,
I'm Sunny."
"My name's Carina. This is ..." I looked at the
blonde next to me, and she introduced herself as Katie.
"If they want another contestant for 'The Ultimate Game
Show,' they must want a woman," Katie said with a smirk
on her face.
"An attractive woman," Sunny added as she looked around
the room. "every woman in here is stunning. I feel out
of place."
I raised my eyebrows in surprise, my eyes running up
and down her petite frame. You're probably the most
attractive woman in this room." She blushed and smiled
at me warmly.
More women, all of them very beautiful, continued
to fill the room. After about twenty minutes, the
door opened, and a casually dressed woman entered the
room and greeted us, "Good afternoon, ladies. I'm sure
you are all wondering why you are gathered here."
Most of the girls nodded, some mumbling, "Yeah."
"As you know," the woman continued, "all the openings
for 'The Ultimate Game Show' have been filled. Our
company also produces a new show called 'Everything
Goes.' The eleven of you have been chosen as
finalists in competition for the four contestant
spots. Of course, since all of you made it through the
grueling examinations for 'The Ultimate Game Show,'
it's obvious that you are intelligent. As you look
around the room, I'm sure you'll notice that every
woman in this group is not only attractive, but
stunning. Those are two of the things we are looking
for in the contestants for 'Everything Goes.' The
third attribute we are looking for is a certain ...
um... how can I say this ... perkiness and openness
... wait, that's not right. I think as I explain the
rules to 'Everything Goes,' it will become clear
exactly what that third quality we are looking for is.
"
"As I have just mentioned, the name of the new
show is 'Everything Goes.' The grand prize is two
million tax-free U.S. dollars to be shared by the
winning team. There is no second prize -- apart from a
few tokens of appreciation from the staff and a few
parting gifts. So this is a winner-take- all show. "
"The rules are somewhat like an adult version of Truth
or Dare, with the truths removed. And when I say
adult, I really mean adult. This show will not air on
any of our broadcast networks, but on our subscription
network." She paused and looked around the room at our
reactions. Which ranged from shock to excitement. I
wasn't sure exactly what I thought, but I was willing
to listen to her entire speech.
"What that means is that the dares are mostly sexual
in nature. So if any of you are not comfortable with
being that, you may as well leave now; just remember
the million dollars up for grabs. If you want to
leave, now is the time, before I waste any more of
your time and you waste my time." One girl stood and
took a hesitant step toward the door. She paused and
looked back at us, seemingly waiting for us to
either join her or persuade her to stay. I'll admit I
was pretty close to joining her, but a million dollars
is a million dollars. If all I had to do was take off
my top and show my tits to win it, well, I could do
that -- what's a little T&A? When none of us said a
word , she stepped out and closed the door behind her.
"Okay," the woman in the suit continued, "Now we're
down to nine. Before we go any further, I would like
to introduce myself. I'm Gina Wilson, Vice President
of Production in TTA studios." She giggled softly and
continued, "That sounds like an important job, but
I'm really just a go-fer for Mr. Valencia. In a few
moments Mr. Valencia will introduce himself to you,
and we'll eliminate five of you, leaving only the final
four contestants. Just to make it clear, even if
you are eliminated today, there is a good chance
that you will be picked for the second show. It all
depends on what we see from you today. So if you're
not chosen, be sure to leave your personal info,
address and phone number so we can reach you. I know
all of that is in your original applications, but it
will be much easier for me if you fill out these
forms."
We followed Gina into the studio, where we were given
stools to sit on and told to wait quietly while some
final adjustments were made to the lighting and sound.
Under the bright lights of the studio, I felt as if
somebody was watching me, examining my every movement
and scrutinizing my body. After about five minutes,
Gina reappeared and whispered to one girl, taking her
by the hand and leading her away. When Gina returned,
she explained, "Mr. Valencia decided she didn't
have the look he is looking for; I guess her boobs
weren't big enough."
"Congratulations, you've passed the first test. Now
comes the hard part. Just follow the instructions and
do whatever you are comfortable with. We won't go as
far during these auditions as we will during the actual
show. Are there any questions?"
I had lots of questions, but I wasn't about to
ask any of them. It seemed like the others were
afraid to ask any questions too, because they all
remained silent.
"Okay, then just follow Mr. Valencia's orders and
answer his questions and we'll be done in no time. Oh,
I almost forgot, I need you to look at these forms
and sign them. Then we can begin." Gina handed out
some forms to us, along with some pens. A few of the
girls just signed the papers without reading them,
a couple of them glanced through the papers, but I
was one of two to read it thoroughly. It stated that we
are in open auditions for the show, "Everything
Goes," and as such, we were aware that our actions were
being taped and that we gave consent to use our
likenesses to TTA Networks. I shrugged and signed
the paper quickly.
"Like it said on the contract," Gina continued,
"We're taping this, so try to look your best. Even
if you aren't chosen as one of the first contestants,
with a good showing it is possible that you will
be considered as a future contestant. Now, if there
aren't any questions, we'll start."
Gina stopped addressing us and said loudly, "Okay, Mr.
Valencia, they're all yours." A male voice came over
the sound system. "Good afternoon, ladies. I'm Brian
Valencia, and I would like to congratulate you on
becoming finalists for TTA Studios' ground-breaking,
boundary- pushing new show, 'Everything Goes.' The
first thing I would like you to do is, starting from
stage left, clearly state your name, age, profession,
and measurements."
The two girls on the sides looked at each other;
neither of them knew which was stage left. Was it our
left or his left? Finally the brunette three seats
over from me stood and said, "I'm Amy. I'm 23 years old
and I'm a computer programmer for a major software
company. My measurements are 35b-23-35."
"Thanks, Amy. Very nicely done. Next."
"My name is Bridget," a very tall blonde said, "I'm 27
years old, I'm a real estate agent in Tallahassee,
Florida and my measurements are 36b-24-36."
Sunny was next, and she looked at me nervously. I
smiled at her, and she said, "My name is Sunny, I'm 21
and I'm majoring in public relations. My measurements
are 34b-22-34 and I'm from Chicago."
After she sat, I stood and as clearly as possible,
said, "My name is Carina. I'm 25, a marketing rep
from Indianapolis. My measurements are 36c-25-36."
"I'm an insurance agent from Pennsylvania," the blonde
that sat next to me in the conference room said. "My
name is Katie, I'm 28 years old and my measurements are
36d-26-36."
The rest of the girls sounded off their names and
their personal info. Jodi was a student from Florida,
Toni a homemaker from Illinois, Tricia a hairstylist
from Texas, and Karen an unemployed actress/waitress
from L.A.
"Very good, girls. Okay, let's see... by my count, we
have four blondes, three brunettes and two
redheads. I want the four blondes to remain standing
and the rest to have a seat." I took a seat, and
Bridget, Katie, Jodi and Karen remained standing.
"As you know, blondes have a reputation of being, shall
we say, a little slow." Valencia paused for effect
and the taller blonde, I think her name was Karen,
seemed to simmer a little. "Obviously, since all of you
passed the pre-qualifications for 'The Ultimate
Game Show,' the stereotype isn't true. Truthfully, I
don't care if it is or not; my job is to make the best
show I possibly can. All of you can talk, all of you
are attractive and you all want to win money. What I
need to find out is how badly you want a chance to
be a contestant and win that million dollars. You,
the blonde with the blue sweater on. What's your
name again?"
"Karen."
"Fine, Karen. You seemed a little upset when I
mentioned the blonde stereotype. That's fine,
nothing wrong with that. Let me ask you a question.
Do you really want to be on this show?"
"Well," she answered, "I'm not exactly thrilled about
being the T&A for a game show, but I am a little
interested in a million dollars."
"Good. Greed, that's one of the qualities we're
looking for. But you didn't answer my question. Do you
want to be a contestant on 'Everything Goes'?"
"Yes."
"Okay, Karen. Prove it. Take off your sweater."
"What?" she gasped.
"You heard me, sweetie. Take off your sweater and let
us see how badly you want to be on the show."
"I'm not taking off my sweater! Maybe when I'm on the
show, but just to qualify? No way," she said angrily.
"Such a shame," Mr. Valencia sighed. "You can go now."
"But..."
Two security guards walked onto the set and led Karen
away. We watched her leave and Valencia continued,
"Okay, we're down to eight. Gina, if we keep
eliminating people at this rate, you're gonna end up
on the show," he said with a laugh. "Okay, the
remaining three blondes can have a seat for now.
Let's see... the brunette, the Spanish girl, please
stand. What's your name again?"
"Carina," I answered as I slid off the stool and
stood, remembering to keep my back straight and my
chest pushed out and trying to sound confident.
"Do you think what I just did to our friend Karen was
fair?"
I thought for a second and answered, "Sure, why
not? We were warned about what to expect in here. If
she had any objections, she should have left earlier.
And anyway, it's one less competitor."
"Ah, ruthlessness, another fine quality we like
to see in our contestants. Okay, Carina. Take off
your top," he said matter-of-factly. I looked around,
shrugged my shoulders and pulled my T-shirt over my
head.
"Very sexy, Carina. Okay, toss your T-shirt behind
you, and have a seat for now."
Mr. Valencia went through the other seven girls,
and had all of them strip off their tops. The last
girl who took off her top was Sunny. She hesitated for
a second, then peeled her T-shirt over her head,
exposing her braless breasts.
After a laugh from Mr. Valencia, he ordered the rest
of us to take off our bras. After all, he explained,
it wasn't fair that Sunny had to be the only one
completely topless. I stripped off my bra and threw
it behind me. One girl stood frozen in front of
the camera, seemingly unable to move.
"Toni, is there a problem?" Mr. Valencia asked
impatiently.
"No, Mr. Valencia. It's just that ..."
"A little nervous, Toni?" Valencia asked with concern
in his voice.
Toni giggled nervously, "Yeah, just a little nervous."
Mr. Valencia's voice changed, becoming harder and
edgier. "Toni, you can go home now."
"Wait, I can do it," she pleaded.
"I'm sure you can, Toni, but we need contestants that
are willing to do anything for a million dollars,
and do it without showing any nervousness. Sorry."
Two security guards escorted Toni off the set.
"Okay, we're down to seven. To be perfectly honest, I
would have thought that more girls would have been
eliminated by now," he paused for a second. "Okay, I
need you to remember that the camera is on you, and we
will ask all of you to do one more thing, before we
call it a wrap. I'll look at the tape, choose the
finalists and we'll let you know who we choose before
you're sent home. When it's your turn, I want you to
look into the camera, and in your sexiest, most
seductive voice, convince me that you should be a
contestant. You each will have two minutes to do
whatever you think is best to convince me. Amy, you're
first. Gina will lead you to a private booth, and
once you're inside, do whatever you have to do to
persuade me."
Gina led Amy to the booth, really just a camera with
a curtain wrapped around it. In two minutes, Gina
opened the curtain, and Amy stepped out, the rest of
her clothes in her arms. With a playful smile, she
walked back to her stool and chatted with Gina.
Sunny was next, followed by the other girls. I was
the last one to go, and all the girls before me
had walked out of the booth completely naked. As Gina
led me to the booth, I wanted to surprise Mr. Valencia,
really seduce him, really show him that I was a
wild and crazy girl, willing to do anything to have a
chance at a million dollars.
Inside the booth there was a digital clock above the
camera lens set at two minutes, and as a little pink
light came on it started to tick down. I smiled
seductively at the camera. "Hi, Mr. Valencia. I'm
Carina, the little Mexican girl. I've noticed that the
other girls walked out of the booth completely naked,
so I am more than positive that you got a very sexy
show from them."
I looked down at my breasts and pushed them together
with my arms. "As you can see, I have everything that
you are looking for in a contestant. I'm pretty, and I
have really nice tits. I have a really sexy ass too."
I turned around and wiggled my butt for the camera.
"What's that, Mr. Valencia? You can't really tell
with my jeans on, you want me to take them off?" I
smiled coquettishly, looked down and unbuttoned the
jeans. With a smile, I looked back at the camera,
and as I licked my lips I continued, "I bet you can
imagine how cute my little ass is. I'm not afraid to
show it either, but if you want to see it, you have to
pick me as a contestant."
I cupped my breasts with my hands and brought one
nipple to my mouth, licking it softly with my tongue.
"I have nice boobs, and I promise that the rest of me
is just as hot, if not hotter. I guess you'll just have
to pick me if you want to find out. Oh, what the
hell, I might as well show it to you now." The timer
showed that I had ten seconds left, so I turned my
butt to the camera and inched my jeans a little lower.
"Oops, I guess I changed my mind just a little too
late, time's up," I said as the timer clicked down to
zero.
Gina opened the curtain, and I stepped out. A couple of
the girls looked at me curiously. I guess they
figured I was out of the running since I was the only
one that didn't take off all my clothes for the camera.
"Okay, girls," Gina said, "Follow me. You all
get to sit in "The Ultimate Game Show" studio
audience. I apologize, but you all have to sit
separately. When the show is over, we'll all meet
right here. Have fun. I have to help Mr. Valencia
choose the contestants."
As I watched the show being taped, I was even more
convinced that I would have won the grand prize on
this show. I applauded whenever the little light told
me to, and stayed quiet whenever the light was off. I
sort of felt like a little robot, obeying the
commands of two little lights.
The final contestant gambled a sure million dollars
at a chance at ten million, and blew it when he didn't
know the names of the seven dwarves. Such a simple
question, and he blew it!
After the show ended, I met Gina and the other
finalists. She led all of us into the same room we had
started in, and told us to have a seat.
After a few minutes, a man dressed in khakis and a
white shirt entered the room and addressed us.
"Hi, ladies, I'm Brian Valencia. Let me congratulate
all of you, because each and every one of you made it
tough to pick the four contestants. In fact, all of you
will be contestants on future shows. Amy, Bridget and
Jodi, you need to follow Gina so she can get all your
personal info so we can contact you later on. That
means Sunny, Katie, Tricia and Carina, you four
have been chosen to be the first contestants on
'Everything Goes.' If you would kindly follow me, we'll
get you changed into your uniforms and then to makeup,
and we'll begin taping within the hour."
We all got into line behind Brian and as we
approached two doors, one white and one yellow, he
told us, "Sunny and Carina, you will be the white
team, and Tricia and Katie, you will be the pink
team. Here are the dressing rooms. Go in, get
into the uniforms and somebody from makeup will join
you in a few moments."
Tricia and Katie went through the yellow door.
Sunny and I walked through the white door, which
Brian held open for us. Once inside, he closed the door
behind him and motioned for us to have a seat.
"I need to go over a few rules with you before we
start taping. It's a really simple game. The two
teams will be seated on each side of the host, Pierce
Bolt, and he will give each team a dare that must
be completed. Truthfully, each dare is more like a
mini-contest. The team that wins gets a nice
prize, and the losing team has to remove one article
of clothing. The first few dares will be quite simple,
and I'm sure you will have no problem doing
those. However, as the show continues, the dares
will get more erotic, until somebody from one of the
two teams decides that they can't or won't do the
dare. The team that wins will obviously be the
team that does every dare. Any questions?"
"I have one," I said, "What happens if both teams do
every dare. Do we tie?"
"Nope, no ties. Trust me, I've seen the dares, and I'm
sure we'll have a winning team. What I'm afraid of is
that one team will give up early. I know we told you
that the prize is two million tax- free dollars to the
winning team. However, with the smaller prizes for
every game, there is a chance for you contestants to
win some very nice prizes, the audience gets a nice
show, and hopefully I will get a raise. You can win
things like vacation packages to Hedonism Resort, a
new Jeep Wrangler, stuff like that. Now, if you will
excuse me, I have to talk to the pink team."
The producer left the room, and I turned to Sunny
and asked, "Do you have any idea what to expect out
there?"
"I've heard some rumors about this show on the
Internet. From what I understand, it's gonna be wild.
We're gonna be more than just the tits and ass on this
show, we're gonna have to get down and very dirty if we
want to win the big money. Can I count on you to do
whatever it takes to win?"
"I'm okay with that, I can dance around naked; hell,
I'll even fuck the host on live TV if I have to.
I'll do almost anything to win that million dollars.
You can count on me."
"I hope so," she answered as she pulled the zipper of
her jumpsuit up. I was still wearing the white bra
and panty set assigned to us. As I stepped into the
jumpsuit there was a knock on the door. The makeup
women entered and instructed us to sit in front of
the brightly lit mirror. Sunny and I talked about
how the teams had been chosen. Brian had either
chosen to pit the brunettes against the blondes or
the midgets against the giants. One of the makeup
women told us that it was our height that probably made
Sunny and me a team. "It looks funny on TV when one
person is much taller than another and they stand next
to each other," she explained.
After the makeup girls left, I looked at Sunny and
told her, "Oh, my God. You are so beautiful."
"Thanks, you look pretty hot too. I just wish I had
bigger boobs like yours."
"Yeah? I wish I had smaller ones like yours. Trust
me, you look great. We're gonna kick ass out there."
There was another knock on the door. "Ready, ladies?
Show time," Brian told us.
We followed Brian to the stage, Tricia and Katie on
the other side with Gina. Music started playing and
the lights on the set started flashing. The crowd
stood, applauding and cheering loudly as a voice
introduced us and the show began.
"Are you ready for the game show where beautiful women
lay it all on the line? Our two teams of sexy women
will try to outdo each other in a sexy game of
'Everything Goes.' How far will they go for a grand
prize of two million dollars?" The crowd grew
louder. "Here are our beautiful contestants. First,
the pink team, from Texas, a hair stylist who wants to
prove that blondes are more fun, Tricia Thompson.
Tricia's very curvy measurements are 36c-24-36. And
her partner, Katie Williams, an insurance agent
from Pennsylvania, I'd buy insurance from her, wouldn't
you? Her very impressive measurements are 36D-26-36."
"And introducing the white team... From Chicago,
Illinois, a college student majoring in public
relations--and today we get to see how public her
relations really are -- Sunny Lee; this very sexy
lady of Korean descent measures a very petite but
curvy 34b-22-34. Her partner, a marketing rep from
Indianapolis who is about to show us how well she can
market her assets, Carina Hernandez. This lovely
Latina measures an almost perfect 36C-25-36."
We ran onto the stage, remembering to jump up and down
excitedly. We sat on the stools as the host of the show
was introduced. "And now, the host of 'Everything
Goes', give it up for Mr. Pierce Bolt!"
"Welcome to 'Everything Goes'," the tuxedoed host
said, "the game show where anything goes, including the
clothes. I'm Pierce Bolt, and I would like to welcome
all of our lucky studio audience, as well as our four
beautiful, sexy and vivacious contestants."
"As you know, this is the first game show on which
anything, and I mean anything, goes. I'm not going to
lie to you; we give our contestants a chance to win
lots of beautiful prizes such as..." Pierce paused for
dramatic effect, "A trip to Hedonism in the
beautiful Caribbean..." another dramatic pause, "a
brand new Jeep Wrangler, a beautiful two carat diamond
ring, other valuable prizes, and of course our grand
prize of two million tax-free dollars, for the winning
team."
"Let me go over the rules quickly. The two teams
will be given dares, and both contestants on each
team must satisfy the conditions of each game. The
winning team gets the prize and the losing team must
remove one article of clothing. If one contestant
decides -- for whatever reason -- that they cannot, as
we like to say, do the dare, then that's it, they lose,
and the other team wins the two million dollars."
"Does anybody have any questions?" Pierce asked,
looking at us. "No questions. Then let's move to our
first dare. I would like to give our wardrobe
department kudos for these beautiful uniforms that
each team member is wearing, but I think all of
you out in the audience would agree with me when I
say that, well, we don't see enough skin. So for our
first dare, I think we should lose the jump suits.
What do you say out there in the audience?"
The studio crowd roared and whistled, yelling at us to
take it off.
"Pink team, I think you should go first. Step up and
take it off!"
Katie and Tricia stepped forward. Katie turned her
back to Tricia and Tricia unzipped her jump suit.
Stepping out of it, the crowd whistled at the first
sight of exposed skin. Her very tan and long legs
excited the crowd. She shook her butt
enthusiastically, and the crowd cheered louder.
Katie unzipped the zipper on Tricia's jump suit
and as she stepped out of it, the crowd went wild..
With a bow, Tricia accepted the applause and the pink
team returned to their seats.
Sunny turned to me, and whispered in my ear, "Let's get
the crowd on our side a little. Follow my lead."
"And now the white team," Pierce said enthusiastically.
Sunny stood, and I followed her to the front of the
set. She beckoned me to her with her finger, and as
I approached her she wrapped her arms around me,
pressing her breasts into mine. Her hands reached
around me and pulled down the zipper of my jump suit.
Sunny then peeled the jump suit off my shoulders and
slowly peeled it off me. As she moved the jump suit
lower she moved herself with it, her head at my chest
as she slowly removed it. As she uncovered my stomach
she gave me a little kiss. With the jump suit now at
my waist, she gave it a quick jerk down and rested her
hands on my butt, gently massaging me as she did. Sunny
stood with a flourish, leaving her hands on my butt.
I put my arms around her and unzipped her jump
suit. As I pulled the jump suit lower, exposing her
T-shirt, I pressed my face against her chest and
continued lowering the garment. Moving my hands to her
butt, I massaged her ass through the suit for a few
seconds and then raised my hands and pulled the
jump suit the rest of the way down slowly. As I reached
her shorts I smiled at the crowd, then planted a soft
kiss on the front of the shorts. Standing quickly,
Sunny and I jumped around happily for a few moments,
then returned to our stools.
The crowd roared wildly at our impromptu show, and
Pierce continued, "Like I told you before, anything
goes, including their clothes. Wait one second, the
producers are trying to tell me something through my
ear piece . . ." Pierce Bolt pretended to strain to
hear the message, and with a quick little nod he
continued, "The judges have just informed me that, due
to Sunny and Carina's enthusiasm on the first dare,
they have won our first instant prize of the
evening." The crowd roared their approval as Pierce
paused for effect. "They have each won a one-
thousand- dollar shopping spree at Frederick's of
Hollywood."
Great, just what I need, lingerie. Oh well, maybe the
next prize would be better. Sunny and I jumped
off our stools excitedly anyway, and hugged each other
as we jumped up and down.
As we sat Pierce continued, "Now on to our next dare.
Let's see if the pink team can top Sunny and
Carina. Our 'Everything Goes' crew is wheeling out
the props we need for our next game. Let's see, Sunny
from the white team and Katie from the pink team,
please walk back to the crew so they can set you up
for the next round. Carina and Tricia, stay here with
me while they get ready."
"Tricia, as you know, anything goes on this show,
and for our next 'Everything Goes' game, we'll get to
see you and Carina perform. This is one of my favorite
stunts because, well, let me just be blunt about it, I
like oral sex. How about you guys out there in the
audience? I bet all of you love when a woman goes
down on you as much as I do." The men in the crowd
applauded enthusiastically. "Well, for this next dare,
we will get to see Carina and Tricia go down on their
partners." The crowd went wild as the pink applause
light came on. "OK, they're all set, and since I can't
explain this very well without their help, let's
welcome back Katie and Sunny."
I turned to the side of the stage and saw Sunny
walking toward me, with a peach colored popsicle
strapped to her waist. It was a typical popsicle,
just a lot longer--maybe twelve inches long--and
tapered so it was much wider at the base than at the
tip.
"Now that you see the props, I think you can
imagine what our next contest is . . . Carina, do
you have any idea what we could possibly have planned
for you?"
I shook my head no, but my smile gave me away.
"I can tell from your smile that you are thinking
of something very dirty. C'mon, tell me what you think
we have planned."
"I think I have to," I giggled coquettishly, "I think
I have to go down on Sunny."
"Very good, Carina, you're absolutely correct," he
said as he turned to the crowd, "Of course, with these
props, it was an easy thing to guess. Carina and
Tricia have to go down on their partners and suck
their ...um...popsicles. They each have three
minutes to lick, suck or whatever they need to do to
eat or melt the popsicle. There are only two more
rules. Number one, no biting, and number two," Pierce
reached into his suit, and dramatically pulled two
pairs of handcuffs from inside, "your hands will be
tied behind your backs. Now, if the crew could help me
get Carina and Tricia ready, Bob will tell the
audience what is up for grabs in this round."
I could hear the studio announcer describe
the prize, a two-thousand-dollar tennis bracelet
from Courtier Jewelers. The crowd oohed and ahhed at
the appropriate times. I was on my knees looking up at
Sunny, as one of the scantily-attired female crew
members handcuffed my hands behind my back.
"That's a lovely bracelet, isn't it? Let's see
which one of you two girls will win it for your team.
Ready, set, Everything Goes!" he said. As the whistle
blew, Sunny approached me and I wrapped my lips around
the popsicle. I pushed it into my mouth and sucked
hard on it. As I did I tasted the peachy flavor, and
moved my head slightly back and forth. When the
coldness got to be too much, I pulled it out of my
mouth, and with my tongue I licked it all over. I
glanced at Tricia next to me and could see that she
appeared to be slightly ahead of me. More of her
popsicle had disappeared than mine. She had somehow
pushed more than half of the popsicle into her mouth.
"One minute," Pierce reminded us.
The popsicle juice was now streaming down my chin and
dripping onto my white T-shirt and shorts. I
continued to lick and suck it as fast as I could, but
after a quick glance at the pink team I knew I didn't
have a chance. What the hell, I may as well give a
show, I thought.
"Thirty seconds," Pierce warned us.
I slowly ran my tongue along the bottom of the
popsicle, reaching the base of it, a plastic thing
resting against Sunny's crotch. Not stopping at the
base of the popsicle, I ran my tongue onto her shorts
and softly kissed her crotch. I smiled coquettishly,
moved my tongue onto her inner thigh and kissed her
skin softly.
"Time's up. Let's see who won that beautiful
bracelet from Courtier Jewelers." Pierce paused
while some of the 'Everything Goes' crew measured
the two popsicles, and a blonde member of the team
wearing a bright pink bikini approached the host and
whispered into his ear.
Pierce smiled, and said loudly, "Not right now,
Brandy, maybe after the show we can do that." The
crowd laughed and Brandy blushed on cue, "OK, we have
a winner . . . the pink team wins this one. "Let me
just say that I think Tricia can give very good
...ah...popsicle. You know what that means, girls?"
Pierce asked, looking at me and Sunny. "The pink team
gets the bracelets, and the white team has to remove
one article of clothing. What will you take off?"
The crowd started yelling out. Some of the men wanted
us to take off our T-shirts, while some wanted us
to take off the shorts. Sunny and I huddled for a
couple of seconds before she turned to Pierce and said,
"We'll take off the shorts."
We were escorted to the front of the stage and the
stage lights went off. A spotlight focused on us as
Sunny turned her back to the crowd. I smiled and
grabbed the waistband of her shorts and slowly slid
them down. With my face inches from her crotch,
she wiggled her butt seductively to the studio
audience and put her hands on the back of my head,
pulling me closer to her. I wrapped my arms around her
and placed my hands on her nearly bare ass, softly
kneading it as I gently kissed the thin material barely
hiding her pussy from view.
I stood and Sunny did the same to me, except as I
pulled her face to my crotch she growled loudly and
opened her mouth, softly biting me and pull my thong
away from my skin. The crowd went wild at her impromptu
act. The music stopped, and we were escorted back to
our seats.
"Our next game of 'Everything Goes' is simple. Let's
see, for this one, let's have the pink team over
here, and the white team over there; that's it, just
stand on the marks. While our 'Everything Goes' crew
wheels out the equipment, here's Bob to tell us
what prize is up for grabs in this round."
While the studio announcer told the audience
about the Audio-Video system that we would be playing
for, the 'Everything Goes' crew wheeled out two small
podiums, each with a large button on top. The button in
front of Sunny and me was white, while the other team's
button was red.
"That is a wonderful prize, and I would love to have
one of those in my living room. Actually, any of these
four sex kittens would look perfect on my black
Italian leather couch." The crowd laughed and he
continued, "Okay, girls, here are the rules. This is
our trivia round. We will ask a question and if you
know the answer, press the button and buzz in. If you
give the right answer you get a point, wrong answer
and you lose a point. The first team to get three
points will win the round and the A/V system, and get
to keep their clothes. Any questions, ladies?"
All of us shook our heads no. "Okay, here is the
first question. In a poll of American men, aged 18 to
30, what is the preferred underwear of choice: Boxers,
thongs or tighty whiteys?"
I hit the buzzer before the pink team and answered
confidently, "I'm not sure about all men but from the
guys I've been with, I say boxers."
A loud buzz filled the air. "Sorry, Carina, it's not
boxers. Pink team, want to try the question?"
Katie nodded her head and answered, "Tighty whiteys."
"That is right, pink team. The score is now pink
team one, white team negative one. Here's the next
question. In football, a touchdown is worth six
points, an extra point one, a field goal is worth
three points, but how many points is a safety worth?"
Sunny hit our buzzer and answered quickly, "One."
A loud buzz again filled the air and Pierce added,
"Sorry, white team, that is incorrect. Pink team, wanna
take a stab at it?"
Tricia nodded her head and yelled out, "Two."
"That is right. A safety is worth two points. I'd be
happy to show the pink team my personal scoring
system." The crowd laughed at his bad joke and he
continued, "I would like to remind Sunny and Carina
that the object of this round is to get three points,
not negative three points." More laughs from the
crowd. "The score is now pink team two, and white team
minus two. Here is the next question. Ready,
ladies?" he said, looking at us.
We nodded our heads yes.
"Which of these books was written by Ernest Hemingway:
_The Old Man and the Sea_, _Franny and Zooey_, or _The
Great Gatsby_?"
Katie buzzed in quickly, "_The Great Gatsby_," she said
confidently.
"I am sorry, Katie, but that is incorrect. White team?"
Sunny and I yelled simultaneously, "The Old Man and the
Sea."
"Very good, girls. You finally got one right. It's now
white team minus one, and pink team one. Here is the
next question. Tell me what famous movie this next
line is from . . . "Frankly my dear, I . . ." Pierce
stopped as Sunny buzzed in.
"Gone With the Wind," she shouted.
"Correct," Pierce said, as Sunny and I jumped
excitedly and hugged each other.
"The next question is a tough one," Pierce said as he
went directly to the next question. "Name four of
Santa's reindeer."
Pierce looked at Tricia, who had buzzed in.
"Donner," she said confidently, "Blitzen, Rudolph,
and . . . " Tricia paused, racking her brain as she
tried to think of one more reindeer, "I don't
remember," she groaned. "Dopey?" she said with a
frustrated laugh.
"Maybe the white team has a chance, after all. Want
to take a stab at naming four of Santa's reindeer?"
he asked us. Sunny and I glanced at each other and
we shrugged our shoulders and shook our heads. "OK,
they're not going to try and remember Donner," Pierce
said with a laugh. "It's all tied up at zero.
Here's the next question. What famous American sex
symbol wore a size fourteen dress?"
I was pretty sure I knew who it was, but I
decided to wait before answering. I thought maybe the
pink team would get it wrong and lose a point.
"No answer? Three, two . . ." Pierce looked
surprised as I hit the buzzer.
"Carina, what American sex symbol wore a size fourteen
dress?"
I took a deep breath and answered, "Marilyn Monroe."
"Absolutely correct, Carina. Very nicely played. White
team now has one point, and the pink team zero.
Here's the next question. "What color ears does Mickey
. . . "
Katie hit her buzzer and Pierce paused. "Katie?"
"Black, his ears are black."
"That's right, Katie. Now we are tied at one." I
looked at Katie, and she smiled at me smugly as she
jumped excitedly.
"It's still anybody's game!" Pierce said
dramatically. "Next question: Fire engines are red
because A: it's a pretty color, B: its visibility, C:
because fire is red, or D: tradition?"
Tricia reacted faster than either Sunny or me and
answered the question correctly, "It's now two
points for the pink team, one for the white team."
Pierce informed us, "White team, the pressure is
on." Pierce paused for dramatic effect as the camera
zoomed in us. "On a traditional keyboard, what letter
is at the top left?"
I pushed my buzzer; Pierce looked at me and asked,
"You think you know this one? If you get it wrong,
you'll be in deep trouble; get it right, and it's
anybody's ball game."
I nodded my head and said, "Q."
"Is that your final answer?" Pierce asked
dramatically. "Oops, sorry, wrong game show," he
continued with a laugh. "Q is absolutely correct."
Sunny and I jumped up and down, hugging each other
tightly.
"Here is the final question," Pierce said as
seriously as he could. "True or false; the largest-
grossing movie of all time is 'Titanic?'" I pushed the
buzzer in front of me an instant before Katie did, but
the light in front of her went on.
"True," she shouted excitedly.
"That is right! Pink team wins the round and the
A/V system and the white team gets to remove one more
piece of clothing. What will it be, girls?"
Some of the men in the audience were yelling at
us to take off our thongs, but we answered quickly, "T-
shirts."
We went to the front of the stage, and I felt the heat
of the spotlight burning my skin. Sunny faced me and I
approached her. Our chests nearly touching one
another, we pulled off each others' shirts, slowly
pulling them higher. As we exposed our bras we rubbed
our chests together, and flipped the into the crowd.
We found our way back to the stools, where Pierce
was waiting for us. "Very nice, ladies," he said
with a smile. "Okay, for this next game, the ante
goes up to TWO pieces of clothing. So, white team,
unless you want to get completely naked ...." Pierce
paused for a second and arched his eyebrow at the
crowd, "I have to admit, though, I'm rooting for the
pink team right now. Nothing personal, Carina and
Sunny. At least not yet!" he turned his attention
back to the crowd. "For this round, we need two
volunteers from the studio audience." Pierce stepped
toward the front of the stage, and pointed to two
men in the crowd and motioned them to come on stage.
While Pierce interviewed the two volunteers, Gina
walked out and explained the rules to us. All four
of us were to be handcuffed, our hands behind our
backs. The first team to remove all of their
volunteer's clothes would be the winner. As she
finished and ran off the set, the volunteers from the
audience had reclined on the beds. Pierce looked into
the camera, glanced at us, then said loudly, "Ready .
. . Set . . . Everything Goes!"
Sunny and I made our way to our volunteer. As Sunny
tried to unbutton his pants, I used my teeth to pull
off all the buttons of his shirt. I didn't bother
trying to unbutton them, I just bit them off.
Within minutes I had his shirt off, and Sunny had
unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. She told him to
stand as she knelt next to him. I went on his other
side, and with our teeth, we pulled his pants to the
floor where he stepped out of them. Our mouths went
back to his underwear and we did the same, pulling his
underwear to his knees. As he stepped out of those the
buzzer rang, and Pierce congratulated us on our
win. We jumped around as we listened to the studio
announcer tell us all about the fabulous prizes we won,
laptop computers.
Pierce made a lame joke about our being on our
laps instead of the laptop as Tricia and Katie went
to the front of the set and stripped each other down
to their bras and panties. The crowd whistled loudly as
they got their first good look at Tricia's large
breasts. As the pink team made their way back to
their seats, Pierce jokingly asked, "Wow, Tricia. How
did you fit those into that T-shirt?"
"Okay, here's the next round. It's a simple one too.
It's also worth two items of clothing. If neither
team can do the dare, they both lose two articles of
clothing." The crowd roared in anticipation. "Here's
the dare. Behind us, you'll see a fifteen-foot pole
that has been set up by our lovely 'Everything Goes'
crew. On top of the pole, you see a buzzer. The first
team to push the buzzer wins. Oh . . . I almost forgot
to tell you. The pole is covered in baby oil, so
it's just a little slippery. Ready . . . set . . .
Everything Goes." Sunny and I ran to the white pole,
with her getting there first. She wrapped her legs
around the pole, and tried pulling herself up with
her arms, only to slide slowly to the floor. We
tried different things to climb the pole. I tried
pushing Sunny up it, but although we managed to
get her onto my shoulders, she was still a couple
of feet from the buzzer. When she tried to pull
herself up, all she did was slide back down. I glanced
at the other team and realized that they weren't
doing any better than we were. I winked at Sunny, who
quickly realized my intentions.
Sunny grabbed the pole with both hands as I faced her
and did the same. I spread my legs and pretended to rub
my pussy against the pole, arching my back and
tossing my head back and forth. Sunny repeated my
motion, and it looked like we were both fucking the
pole. Our bodies glistening from the baby oil, I
stood and walked behind her. I wrapped my arms around
her waist, placing each of my legs around one of hers.
I rubbed my covered pussy against her slick flesh and
moaned loudly. Sunny turned and as we rubbed our
glistening bodies together, our lips met in a
passionate kiss.
I pulled the cups of my bra down, pressing my
exposed breasts against Sunny. She did the same and
we rubbed our breasts together, our soft skin shining
brightly under the TV lights as the baby oil covered
them.
The crowd roared wildly as the buzzer sounded. Sunny
and I replaced our bras to their original positions
and we walked to our spots. Neither team had even
come close to winning, but Sunny and I had managed to
incite the crowd and hopefully the judges would be on
our side.
Both teams stepped to the front of the stage. The
four of us stripped off our bras, tossing them to
the crowd. Katie stepped out of her panties and
waited for Tricia to do the same. When they were done,
the cameraman motioned for Sunny and me to begin. I
pulled the straps of the thong lower on my waist and
turned my butt to the crowd. Sunny reached her arms
around me and pulled the thong to my knees. After she
pulled them off me and tossed them into the crowd,
she spanked my butt hard, then bent over. I yanked
her thong to her ankles and let her balance herself on
me as she stepped out of it. She kicked the thong into
the crowd. We turned back to our spots as a
couple of the men in the audience fought for her
panties.
"I love this job," Pierce said with a big smile
on his face as we returned to our familiar seats.
The crowd laughed at his joke and he waited for them to
calm down before he continued. "Since all four of you
have gotten, shall we say, very comfortable, I think
we're ready for our next round of competition. For
this round, I need two members of our 'Everything
Goes' crew to join us. Becky, April, would you please
come out here." The two members of the crew
walked out; one blonde, one brunette. Both of them
had very sexy if not completely real bodies barely
hidden inside their tiny bikinis. "I'm sure the crowd
won't mind if the two of you would kindly strip off
those bikinis and join our two teams as we enjoy their
lack of clothing."
The two girls stripped off their bikinis, throwing
them into the crowd. "Becky, would you explain to our
teams exactly what will happen in this game?"
"Sure, Pierce," Becky answered perkily. "All they
have to do is mimic what April and I do. The first team
to stop, loses."
"Got it, ladies?" he asked us.
We all nodded our heads and Becky and April walked to
the front of the set, where three stools had been
placed. Becky and April were in the middle, with
Sunny and myself on the left and Tricia and Katie on
the right. Becky sat on the chair while April sat in
her lap. I looked at the pink team, and Tricia had sat
on the stool and Katie was waiting to climb into her
lap. I looked at Sunny and sat in the stool as Sunny
climbed on top of me.
April and Becky had waited for us to get into
position. Once they saw that both teams were ready,
April wrapped her arms around Becky's neck, pulling
her closer. Their lips met and they kissed
passionately. After about ten seconds they stopped and
looked at Sunny and me. Sunny wrapped her arms around
my neck and pulled me to her. Our lips met in an
awkward kiss which soon became more comfortable and
more passionate.
After about ten seconds, we broke our kiss and looked
to the pink team. Katie had already wrapped her
arms around Tricia, and they were soon kissing
passionately. When their time was up, they broke their
kiss and looked back at April and Becky.
April hopped off Becky, and the brunette moved behind
the seated blonde and wrapped her arms around her.
April cupped Becky's breasts and gently pinched her
nipples, as Becky leaned her head back. Their lips met
in another impassioned kiss, their mouths opening
as they probed each others' mouths with their tongues.
They broke their kiss, and looked at us.
Sunny had already gotten off me, and as she walked
behind I felt her arms wrap around me and her bare
breasts pushed against my back. Her fingers playfully
cupped my breasts, and as she gently stroked the
bottom of my breasts I reached my head back. As her
lips touched mine, her fingers gently pinched my
nipples. After a few moments, we broke our kiss and
looked to the pink team.
We watched as Tricia and Katie did the same, Katie's
hands barely able to cup Tricia's large tits. As soon
as they broke their kiss, everybody focused their
attention on Becky and April again.
April was in front of Becky. After a short kiss on
the lips, she moved her mouth down Becky's neck with
short, soft butterfly kisses. Moving slowly lower, she
reached Becky's left breast. Continuing her pattern of
small kisses, she reached her nipple. With one soft
kiss, she pulled back and looked back at Sunny and
myself.
Sunny took her cue, and moved in front of me. While
she gently kissed her way down, I felt my skin fill
with goose bumps. Reaching my hardened nipple, she
gently kissed it, rubbing her tongue softly against it.
She stopped and looked toward the pink team. When
Katie had reached Tricia's nipple, the attention again
turned to Becky and April.
April caressed Becky's right breast with her hand,
softly pinching her nipple. She opened her mouth and
wrapped her lips around Becky's nipple, softly sucking
on it. Releasing the nipple from her lips, she moved to
the other nipple, leaving Becky's left nipple covered
in saliva. Taking Becky's right nipple into her
mouth, she sucked on it, then ran her tongue around
the areola. Her kisses moved lower, and as she
reached Becky's navel, she stopped and looked at us.
Sunny quickly pulled my nipple into her mouth,
hungrily sucking on it. She moved to my other breast,
licking a large circle around my nipple, slowly
spiraling toward the point. Pushing my breast into her
mouth, I arched my back and pushed into her. She
let my nipple fall from her mouth and moved her
kisses lower. Reaching my belly button, she
reluctantly stopped and looked at Tricia and Katie.
Once the pink team had mimicked April and Becky,
April restarted her kisses on Becky's stomach. As her
kisses went lower, she reached her hand between her own
legs and slowly pushed one finger into her pussy.
As she pushed her finger in and out, her lips reached
Becky's slit and gently kissed it. April licked
Becky's pussy lips from the bottom to her clitoris,
then looked at Sunny, waiting to see if Sunny would
complete the act.
On her cue, Sunny quickly worked her kisses
between my legs. As she kissed my pussy I pushed
against her, trying to get a little more pressure.
Her hand had moved between her legs, and she was
fingering her pussy for the audience. I could hear the
sounds coming from between her legs as her finger
slid in and out from between her lips. She gave my
pussy a final lick, and looked to the pink team.
Katie took a deep breath. She was obviously not as
comfortable doing this as Sunny and April were. She
quickly kissed her way down Tricia's stomach. Katie
grimaced as she reached Tricia's pussy. Closing her
eyes, she softly kissed Tricia's pussy. I saw her hand
reach between her legs, and she softly pushed her
finger into her own pussy. She stuck out her tongue,
and quickly ran it up and down Tricia's slit. She
opened her eyes and looked disgustedly at April.
With a smile, April resumed licking Becky's pussy.
Moving faster and faster, she started to push her
tongue inside Becky. Becky started to moan softly and
pushed herself against April's mouth. April reached her
hands between Becky's thighs; with her fingers
she exposed Becky's clitoris. Pressing her lips on it,
she gently manipulated Becky's clit. Becky was now
moaning loudly, her hips gently rocking back and forth.
As April continued to suck on Becky's clit, she
shoved one finger into Becky's pussy. With a loud
groan, Becky started to orgasm. The silent studio was
filled with Becky's sounds of ecstasy. Rocking faster,
her breaths grew shallower, and with a final moan
she gently moved April away from her. Becky sat on the
stool, her eyes still closed, when April looked at me
and winked.
Sunny moved her hands between my legs, and caressed
my wet pussy with her tongue. I watched as she
pushed one finger inside my pussy, and closed my eyes
as her mouth found my pulsating clitoris.
Unconsciously, I started to rock back and forth as
Sunny fucked me with her finger. I felt Sunny's teeth
gently nibble my clitoris, and a loud moan escaped my
lips. I knew my orgasm was seconds away and I opened
my eyes. In front of me was a sea of unrecognizable
faces. I realized that I was about to orgasm in front
of hundreds of people in the studio audience and
countless people watching on television. The
thought hit me --'Everything Goes,' and my orgasm
hit me with full force. My moans filled the studio,
even as I tried to climax quietly.
Sunny continued to nibble on my clitoris and with
a final scream of ecstasy, my orgasm crescendoed.
Needing to get away from Sunny's mouth before another
orgasm started to build, I stood on wobbly legs and
looked at Sunny lustfully.
After my nerves had relaxed I looked at the pink
team, in time to see Katie stand and say that she
couldn't do it. Tricia had a look of relief on her
face, along with a touch of disappointment.
Pierce Bolt's voice filled the studio, as the
spotlights went off and the studio lights
returned, "Looks like we have a winner.
Congratulations, white team. Wait, the producers
are telling me something again . . ." Pierce paused
for dramatic effect, "Not only does the white team of
Carina and Sunny win the prize for this round, which is
the trip for the two of them to Hedonism, but they also
win a special prize for outstanding orgasm, two Jeep
Wranglers." The audience exploded into applause,
while I felt my face turn pink with embarrassment. A
little too late to be embarrassed now, I thought. After
all, I just came in front of who knows how many people.
"This is our last round of the day, the round that will
decide who walks off with two million dollars.
Will it be the pink team of Katie and Tricia, or will
it be the white team of Sunny and Carina? We're about
to find out on 'Everything Goes.'
"Ready, ladies? Sunny? Carina? Tricia? Katie? This is
the final round, the round that will decide who
walks away with two million dollars. Katie and Tricia,
I'm sure you're a little disappointed in how that last
round ended, but you can make up for it now . . . and
walk away with a cool million dollars each. Sunny,
Carina . . . now isn't the time to become shy, it's
time to let it all hang out. Is everybody ready?"
We nodded our heads.
"Okay, here is the final dare, the final
competition, when we get to find out which team can go
'Everything Goes,' and, of course, which team will
walk out of here with a cool two million tax-free
dollars. What I need you to do, Carina, Sunny," he
said, looking at us and turning to the pink team
with a wink, "Tricia, Katie, take a walk through the
audience. Look at all the available men, pick one and
bring him up here to be your partner. Men, I can't
offer you any prizes for participating, but c'mon,
you'll get to fuck one of our sexy and oh-so-hot
contestants, what more would you want?" Pierce asked as
he led us to the audience.
Most of the men were standing and raising their
hands. "Pick me!" they yelled.
I've always been attracted to older men, not really
old, but maybe in their mid thirties, so I looked
around for somebody that suited my tastes. Tricia was
already walking back to her mark, leading a guy by the
hand; he looked like somebody that would hang around
the beaches in LA. I looked at the monitor and the
camera was showing Sunny as she was shoving her hands
down various guys' pants. She let out a big grin when
she found what she was looking for, and with her
hand still in his pants, led her partner to our spot.
I kept looking, but so far none of the men were what I
was looking for. I walked up the aisle, my eyes
scanning over all the men trying to get my attention.
Not finding anybody on the left side, I walked back
down the aisle, looking on the right. Suddenly, I
found him. He was just standing there with a
mischievous smile on his face, not jumping up and down
begging to be picked. I walked toward him, making eye
contact.
As I stopped in front of him, I ran my eyes up and
down his body. Not bad, but his smile is what sold him
to me. I wrapped my arms around him and felt his hands
gently touch my ass. When I didn't move them away he
pulled me tightly against him. I smiled at him, took
him by the hand and walked him to the stage.
As I led him toward the stage, Katie was right in
front of me with her man carrying her up. He
looked like he could be a football player, probably
about twice the size of her. As we made it back to
our spots Pierce told us, "Ladies, you've made
your choices and now the final round begins. Our crew
is rolling out two beds, one white and one red. Maybe
I should remind the audience that Carina and Sunny on
my left are the white team, and Tricia and Katie on my
right are the pink team. It's a little hard to
remember which team is which since they lost their
uniforms, isn't it?"
"Ladies, if you would, please lead your men to your
respective team beds and make yourselves
comfortable. I'll explain the rules. On our big
screen, various sex acts will appear. Each team will
have a specified time limit to do that act. For
whatever reason, if the sex act is not accomplished
that team will be disqualified, with the other team
winning the two-million tax-free dollars."
"I see that the teams are ready. Ladies, are you
satisfied that your chosen males are ready to perform?"
I looked down at my partner's cock, satisfied that
it was more than ready to perform. My hand rubbed
his cock and I looked into his eyes. "What's your name
anyway?" I asked.
"Dan," he answered.
"Nice to meet you, Dan. Are you ready?"
"You are so beautiful, Carina."
"Thanks," I answered with a smile.
"OK," Pierce announced, "here is the first item on our
list."
I read the words on the screen. "Thirty seconds,
missionary position, full insertion, rapid pumping." I
lay on my back and spread my legs, my eyes on the
seconds ticking down on the screen. Within five
seconds, Dan had pushed his cock into me. He
pumped into me furiously, his cock rock-hard.
The clocked ticked down to zero, and I heard
Pierce announce, "Both teams made it in the time
limit, now let's see what's next for our sexy couples."
"Doggie style, women face to face, kissing. One
minute."
Dan pulled out of me, and I heard Sunny's partner pull
out of her with a pop. I got onto my hands and knees
and smiled at Sunny as she got into position in front
of me. I wiggled my ass and felt Dan's cock push into
me. He pumped slowly at first, allowing Sunny and me
to softly kiss. As his cock pushed into me faster
and harder, I could feel the ecstasy building within
me. I gasped loudly and felt Sunny's tongue probe my
mouth hungrily.
After a few moments, I heard a buzzer and heard
Pierce announce, "That seemed to be no problem for our
girls, let's see what's next for them." I heard the
crowd ooh and Pierce continued, "Guys on their backs,
women sitting on their faces, hand job. One minute."
Dan pulled his cock out of me, and I watched as he
fell back onto the bed. Quickly, I straddled his
chest, and felt him pull my ass above his face. His
tongue ran up and down my slit and then I felt his
mouth suck on my clit. I pumped against his mouth,
feeling the pleasure run through my body.
"Hands on his cock, Carina," I heard Pierce remind me.
I ran my hand down, wrapping it around his hard
member. Slowly pumping it up and down, I closed my
eyes and tried to concentrate on his cock, trying to
ignore what he was doing to my pussy.
The buzzer sounded, and I looked at the screen. "Same
position, cocks in mouths."
I bent down, softly kissing the head of Dan's cock. I
placed it between my lips and pushed it into my
mouth. I tried to develop a rhythm as I softly sucked
it and pushed it deeper into my mouth. My eyes opened,
and I noticed a cameraman focusing on me as I sucked
Dan's cock. I winked at the camera and ran my tongue up
and down the length of Dan's cock.
The buzzer sounded, and I looked at the screen and
read the words as Pierce read them out loud. "Men
next to each other, on their backs, women on top. Two
minutes."
I bumped into Sunny, laughing as we rearranged
ourselves, and quickly straddled Dan's lower body.
Reaching down, I guided his cock into my now soaked
pussy, and pushed down onto it, pushing it deeply into
me. From my position I could see the pink team, and
they seemed to be enjoying this as much as Sunny and I
were.
I pumped faster, and could hear Sunny moan as she
did the same to her partner. As hard as I tried to
remain silent, a loud groan escaped my lips as an
orgasm started to build. Dan's cock was teasing my clit
as I bounced on him and I started to lose control. I
bounced faster and my ecstasy continued to build.
As my orgasm was about to arrive in full force, the
buzzer sounded. Dan pushed me up, pulling his cock
out, sensing that I was about to orgasm. Pierce read
the words that appeared on the screen. "One women on
her back, the other on her hands and knees above her,
face to face, kissing as they get fucked. One minute."
I moved onto my hands and knees above Sunny. Lowering
myself, I brought my lips to hers, softly kissing her.
Dan pushed his cock into me, and my orgasm resumed
building. Sunny's partner was already fucking her, and
her breasts bounced back and forth as he did. I felt
Dan push into me again and again, his cock teasing
my clit as he fucked me. The buzzer sounded again,
and Pierce announced, "Same position, ladies move a
little closer, we want to see nipples in mouths."
I moved slightly forward and felt Sunny reach her
hands to my swaying breasts and pull one nipple to her
mouth. Bending down, I tried to catch one of her
nipples in my mouth. Finally, I supported myself with
one hand and cupped one of her breasts with my other
hand, and grabbed her nipple between my lips.
As I did, Sunny gently bit my nipple, and a loud moan
escaped my lips as I pushed harder against Dan's cock.
The buzzer sounded, but Sunny and I were out of
control and stayed in the same position. I tried to
hear Pierce as he described our next action.
I didn't hear the announcement clearly, but
Dan whispered the instructions in my ear. I was to
move forward, and, as Dan fucked me and Sunny's guy
fucked her, Sunny was to nibble on my clit while I did
the same to her.
I somehow moved forward, and looked down at the
cock pumping into Sunny's pussy. I moved my mouth
down, found her clit and pulled it between my lips.
Sunny's mouth touched my clit and she softly nibbled
it.
I lost it. I moaned loudly as my orgasm took over
my body, moving my head up and collapsing on top of
Sunny, my face buried between her legs. Dan continued
to fuck me and Sunny kept on nibbling my clit. My
moans filled the stage as my orgasm crescendoed. Sunny
let out a loud scream, and she bucked wildly
against the cock pumping into her. We shrieked loudly
in unison as our orgasms hit us simultaneously.
I heard the crowd roar loudly, but I was too out of
control to see what they were screaming for. I
looked up, but all I could see was the guy fucking
Sunny pulling his cock out of her pussy. Suddenly,
his cum sprayed all over my face. I greedily licked
the cum that had fallen on my lips as he continued to
pump his cock with his hand. Behind me, Dan's thrusts
had grown more erratic, and I felt him pull out of me,
his cum spraying all over my back.
I collapsed on top of Sunny, completely exhausted,
feeling her push me softly off her. I took a deep
breath and opened my eyes. Pierce was walking toward
us, and I hastily tried to wipe away the cum from my
face.
"Congratulations, white team. How does it feel
to win two million dollars?" Pierce asked as he pushed
a microphone in my face.
"We won?" I asked excitedly.
"You're a millionaire, Carina. How does it feel?"
"What happened?" I asked as I wiped the cum off my face
with the back of my hand.
"Forgive me! You were a little busy coming and didn't
see what happened. Katie couldn't go down on Tricia
while she was getting fucked. She was too busy coming
and couldn't do it. You were lucky to have taken
Sunny's clit in your mouth before your orgasm hit. So
how does it feel to be a millionaire?" Pierce asked
again.
I looked at Sunny, and she wrapped her arms around me
excitedly. I held her close to me and we rolled
around the bed, celebrating our victory. We rolled
off the bed, landing on the floor. We quickly stood,
both of us jumping for joy. I could feel my boobs
bouncing wildly as I did, and Sunny and I hugged
Pierce, pressing our bodies against him.
"As you can see, we have two happy brand-new
millionaires, Sunny and Carina. Join us next time for
the game show where everything goes, even the clothes,
'Everything Goes'. I'm Pierce Bolt." Sunny and I had
both put our hands on Pierce's crotch, and we
squeezed his hard cock as he said, "Goodnight--OOOhh!--
everybody."
* * * The End * * *
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