The Contest: by Purplecat.

I don’t suppose you could call Cocksville a quaint little town,
but to an outsider it certainly did appear so. There wasn’t a
house in it that was less than a hundred years old and the
residents kept the lawns, gardens and homes immaculate. The most
spectacular garden in town belonged to Miss Abigail Spencer. Miss
Spencer is a spinster who spends most of her time in her garden
and is very proud to show it off. She will invite anyone who
stops by, in to take a tour, even perfect strangers.

State Highway 36 runs right through the center of town. At the
city limits, Highway 36 changes to Main Street and there was a
large sign that read,

“Welcome to Cocksville.”

To the left was a very large and colorful rooster and below was
more letters that read,

“Visit our world famous ‘Walk of the Cock’ Open everyday except
Labor Day weekend.

The ‘Walk Of The Cock,’ took up almost all of the only park in
town. The walk itself was made of pea gravel that was confined by
landscape timbers and stones. Skirting the walk on both side were
beautiful flowers of all kinds. There were small streams with
picturesque bridges and water flowers. Visitors were overcome by
its beauty.

The walk was almost two miles long and wound its way through the
park like a large serpent. In the center of the park and at the
end of the walk was a large outdoor arena with enough seats to
seat the entire 2511 residents of Cocksville. There was a small
stage in the center that could be viewed from any angle. The
seats completely encircled the stage.

Visitors often wonder why such a small town would have such a
large arena. If they asked a resident they were told that the
town had occasional shows and plays put on by the local
theatrical club. They never told them the actual use of the
arena.

Main Street ran the entire width of the town and both sides of
the street was filled with stores and shops. They were mostly
shops to attract Tourist. There were antique shops, pottery
shops, shops that sold tee shirts with catchy phrases and slogans
printed on them. Art shops and shops that sold about anything you
can think of that a tourist might buy.

There were also stores to provide the local residents with their
needs. Harry Jones and his wife. Millie, ran the grocery on the
corner of Elm and Main. Harry was a registered sex offender. He
raped a ten year old girl in Massachusetts and after spending ten
years in prison moved to Cocksville where he met Millie. They
bought the grocery from old Mister Tyler, who was pushing eighty
and since he’d just lost his wife to cancer was ready to retire.
Harry paid cash that he took from a bank in New Hampshire. He
robbed the bank the same year that he raped the little girl, but
the police never connected the two crimes.

Harry had become a respected citizen of Cocksville. The fact that
he was a sex offender meant nothing to the residents. And no one
seemed to notice the stream of young girls and boys that
frequented the grocery store.

There were two filling stations a hardware store and several
clothing and shoe shops. The residents could find almost anything
they needed at the local stores. If they wanted something they
didn’t need they had to drive twenty-five miles to Brownsburg.

The biggest event that occurred in Cocksville was the contest. It
occurred once a year and since every man, woman, and child that
lived there were so competitive, they spent the entire year
preparing for it. Unlike most small towns where the kids competed
in all sorts of sports, the kids in Cocksville practiced for the
contest. Many residents who were born there lived there and
wouldn’t consider moving away because of the annual contest and
others had moved there because of the contest.

The contest was always held on Labor Day weekend and continued
for the full three days. The contest consisted of six phases and
awards were presented for each phase. There was also specialty
awards presented and sometimes added if a resident had done
something spectacular during the preceding year.

On contest days the streets off of Main were all barricaded to
prevent visitors from wandering down to the Walk Of The Cock
Park. The stores were all closed and all of the residents were
seated inside the arena by eight on Saturday morning.

The arena seats were color coded. The inner ring seats were white
and extended back to the last five rows. The outer ring seats
were red and consisted of the last five rows. The adults sat in
the white seats and the children twelve and under sat in the red.
The children always became rowdy during the contest and were
separated so they wouldn’t interfere with the adults view.

The average family in Cocksville had six children, but of course
there were exceptions. Jerome Crawford and his wife Cindy had
twenty-two. Everyone in town knew that Jerome hadn’t fathered
them all.  Two of them had the yellow skin and slanted eyes of
the Orientals. There was only one Oriental family in Cocksville
and that was Harvey Fong and his wife Hilda. No one was sure if
Harvey was the father or if it was his oldest son Junior. The
Crawford’s also had four black kids. The two black families in
town were The Johnson’s and the Jackson’s. Willy Johnson and
Lamont Jackson swore the kids weren’t theirs. Their wives weren’t
so sure, but they told everyone that Cindy got pregnant when she
went to Gary Indiana to visit relatives. Just to look at them one
would swear that all of the Crawford children had different
fathers.

When the Mayor entered the arena a hush fell over the crowd, even
the Children quieted down. One could almost feel the excitement
emanating from the crowd. The day they’d all been training for
the whole year was finally here. The Contest was about to begin.

As always Billy Mayer was strutting around the stage. Billy had
Downs Syndrome and even though he has the body of a thirty-three
year old man, his mind is that of a ten year old child. Billy
spent his days walking up and down Main Street swinging his night
stick and brandishing a deputy sheriff’s badge, provided by Rufus
Marcs the town Sheriff. Rufus claimed it was just to make the boy
feel important, but it was really to keep Billy from going into
the stores and picking up things. Since the Sheriff gave him the
badge he hadn’t shop lifted a single thing.

The Mayor climbed the steps to the stage and walked to the
podium. Heratio Hogan had been mayor for five terms. He had a
shock of fiery red hair and a jolly face. He was a known
womanizer and the men in town claimed he won on the women’s vote,
which was probably true, because most of the men in town didn’t
vote.

He leaned into the mike and cleared his throat.

“First I have an announcement to make,” he said and proceeded to
tell everyone that the winner of last years phase one could not
compete this year.

It seemed that Sam Harper the town pharmacist and last year’s
winner of phase one had a death in the family. His wife, Maude’s
father had died and they were on their way to Nebraska for the
funeral.

Sam sent his apologies and said he thought of staying behind, but
without Maude there to cheer him on he doubted if he would have
performed well anyway.

“Now it’s time for the annual preliminary contest. Will the
contestants please come up.”

Abigail Spencer was on the steps first. Her big ass shook like a
number three washtub filled with jello and her huge tits slapped
against her knees as she climbed the stairs. Billy Mayer was now
walking around shaking his cock at the audience. Billy’s cock was
fifteen inches long and as big around as the three pound cucumber
that Abigail used to practice with.

Cindy Crawford and her seventeen year old daughter, Amy was next
in line and they kind of slithered up the steps. Even after
giving birth twenty-two times Cindy’s body was still a pretty
good match to the famous model and movie star of the same name,
except this Cindy’s tits were bigger. Amy’s body was a twin to
her mother’s

They probably could have passed for twins if they both had a sack
over their head. Cindy had long blond hair and Amy had fiery red
hair and a jolly face. Amy was the eldest of four of Cindy’s
children that had fiery red hair and a jolly face.

By the time The Crawford ladies got on the stage, Abigail already
had Billy’s cock down her throat and was stuffing his balls into
her mouth. Billy was just grinning, from ear to ear. The audience
was whooping and hollering.

The mayor started his stopwatch the instant Abigail swallowed
Billy’s cock. Now it was just a matter of how long she could keep
it there. Abigail already held the town record of four minutes
and thirteen seconds. It looked as though she would break her old
record again.

Three other women had followed the Crawford’s on to the stage,
but when the mayor announced “Three minutes.” They turned around
and left.

Billy was always chosen for this part of the contest. Not only
because he had the biggest cock in town, but he could also cum
ten or twelve times before it went soft.

At four minutes the Mayor started counting the seconds. Abigail
was turning blue, but she held on until she heard him say
“Fifteen,” she then spit out Billy’s cock and balls and gasped
for air.

“Miss Abby has just set a new town record of four minutes and
fifteen seconds. She could very easily win the cock swallowing
contest for the tenth year in a row.” The Mayor yelled into the
mike.

The crowd went wild with applause.

Cindy was next and she had no problem swallowing Billy’s cock.
She lasted for two minutes and fifty-nine seconds and could have
gone longer if Billy hadn’t cum. It was just an automatic impulse
for her to pull back and catch it in her mouth. She couldn’t
stand the thought of having all of that delicious stuff slide
down her throat without tasting it. She got up smiling even
though she knew she’d lost. Or had she? After all who got the
prize? She thought, smacking her lips and licking them.

Next it was Amy’s turn. She took several deep breaths and
swallowed Billy’s cock. She’d already made up her mind to keep it
there even if she passed out. Nothing was going to stand in the
way of her becoming the deep throat champion of Cocksville.

The Mayor couldn’t believe it when his watched showed four
minutes. Even though he was surprised he started counting off the
seconds. The crowd was in such an uproar that Amy couldn’t hear
the count, so she just stayed with it. When it reached four
minutes and twenty-five seconds the Mayor held his watch in front
of her face and she let Billy’s cock flop out of her mouth
smiling.

The Mayor went to the mike,

“We have a new record and a new champion cock Swallower,” he
yelled.

The crowd went crazy. Cindy grabbed her daughter and hugged her,
both women were laughing hysterically Abigail was yelling, but
her words were drowned out by the din. Billy Mayer was trying to
get his cock into Amy’s pussy from behind. Billy always got to
fuck the woman that won the cock swallowing contest. Amy pushed
her mother far enough away to allow her to bend slightly and
Billy drove into her like a train entering a tunnel.

After sometime the Mayor quieted the crowd.

“She cheated,” Abigail said.

“She did not cheat you old bag,” Cindy yelled.

“She didn’t take his balls in her mouth,” Abby whined.

“Abby, you know that’s not in the rule book, you just do it
because you want too. Amy won fair and square.”

Abigail had tears in her eyes, but she didn’t want to appear a
poor sport, so she smiled.

“I’ll get her next year,” she said.

The mayor’s wife, Kate came up the steps carrying the trophy. The
Mayor took it and handed it to Amy. She held it above her head
smiling and the crowd went crazy again.

The Mayor pulled Amy to the microphone and the crowd quieted to
hear what she had to say.

“I want to thank everyone that helped me. All of the gentlemen
that allowed me to practice on their cocks and my mother who was
the most help of all by letting me practice on her foot.”

“She can damned near swallow the whole thing,” Cindy said,
leaning in to the mike.

“Hope you will excuse me, but it’s difficult to talk with a ten
pound bologna sausage shoved up your cunt.” That drew a laugh
from the crowd, especially from the kids in the back rows.

“When you finish up there Billy you can put that bologna sausage
in my cunt,” Little Sarah Brown shouted.

Sarah was ten and was practicing for the large foreign objects
part of the contest.

The Mayor finally got the stage cleared. Amy got herself turned
around, her trophy clutched under one arm and the other around
Billy’s neck, with her legs locked firmly around his waist, she
rode his cock off the stage. She came halfway down the steps, but
no one paid much attention to her screams, because it was time
for Phase One.

The Mayor made the announcement trying to ignore the screams
coming from the back rows where Harry Jones was busy fucking as
many of the young boys and girls as he could before his cock
refused to get hard again.

The contestants formed two rings around the stage. The inner ring
was the cock bearers and the outer ring was made up of
cocksuckers. Of course the inner ring were all men, well almost,
Sadie Harper looked just like a woman except for the large cock
and balls she carried between her legs. The outer ring was mixed,
both men and women cocksuckers. The first part of this phase was
elimination. The first twelve contestants to draw sperm went on
to the finals.

The Mayor made sure everyone was in their places,

“Get ready…. Get set…. Suck!” he said.

The cocksuckers all slid to their knees and began to suck. The
audience was quiet, because it was their job to point out the
first sperm.

One man groaned loudly and the crowd on that side began to point.
A young man rose with his hand in the air. It was Harvey Fong’s,
son, Junior, that had drawn the first sperm.
The sucking continued and one by one the cocks began to shoot
until the first twelve had been identified. The Mayor announced
that the first twelve had been chosen, but many of the
contestants continued to suck anyway.

“This is not fair your honor,” Cindy Crawford yelled.

“What’s the problem Cindy?” The Mayor asked.

“I was sucking Sadie’s cock and she grabbed my head and wouldn’t
let me go until she shot her whole load. I got sperm several
seconds before some of the other contestants.”

“Is that true Sadie,” He asked.

“Yes your honor I guess it is, I just got carried away, because
it felt so fucking good.”

“In that case Cindy will be the thirteenth finalist this year,”
His honor announced.

“I got sperm before some of the others too,” Mabel Simmons said.

Mabel was the wife of John Simmons, the pastor of the first
Baptist church of Cocksville.

“She’s right your honor I saw her throat swallowing several
seconds before some of the others drew sperm,” The Reverend
Simmons attested.

“Who’s cock were you sucking Mabel?”

“Willy Jackson’s.”

“Is that right Willy, did you shoot sperm before some of the
others?”

“Yes I did your Honor, I tried to push her off, but she wouldn’t
let go until she ate it all.

Several people in the audience laughed. Everybody in town knew
how much Mabel loved eating sperm.

“I’m sorry Mabel, but it looks like your love of sperm has
disqualified you as a finalist in phase one.”

Mabel began to cry and the Reverend took her in his arms to
console her.

“Don’t worry dear you’ll do better in phase two,” he said.

“It’s time for the second part of Phase one,” the Mayor
announced, “Kate if you would be so kind, please pass among the
finalist and let them draw numbers to see who goes first.”

The Mayors wife appeared with a container that looked
surprisingly like a pill box from a pool table. She shook a pill
into each contestant’s hand. It seemed the contestants preferred
having larger numbers so they would know the time they had to
beat. Hoagy Frost let out a loud moan when he got number one and
his wife Judy, who was also a finalist, grinned happily when she
got number twelve. Harry owned and operated the Exxon station on
Main Street

Part two of Phase one was a timed event. The contestant went to
center stage with a man that was picked at random. The contestant
sucked the man’s cock until he shot his sperm. The contestant
that drew sperm in the shortest time period was the winner. There
were three judges seated evenly spaced around the stage, each
with a stop watch. The shortest and the longest time were thrown
out and the middle time was the contestant’s official time.

The judges were some of the most respected members of the
community. Roy Birch was a circuit judge. He covered the whole
county, but he resided in Cocksville. Father Louis McKenna was
the priest at the Immaculate Heart of Mary church. Suzann Davis
was a city council woman and was doing her civic duty. She would
much rather have been a contestant than a judge.

Hoagy Frost started things off with a time of two minutes ten
seconds. Hoagy grinned as he wiped the sperm out of his beard. He
knew that was a good time and might even hold up until the end.
He was right it was a good time. The next four contestants had
excellent techniques and were enthusiastic cocksuckers, but none
of them could beat Hoagy’s time.
The sixth contestant was Cindy Crawford. Cindy showed the crowd
what sucking a cock was all about. The poor man looked like his
cock was being pulled into a vacuum cleaner. And Cindy wound up
with a time of one minute and fifty-four seconds.

Hoagy yelled foul and claimed that the man Cindy sucked was too
young to be in Phase one.

“He’s twenty-two,” the Mayor said.

“It doesn’t matter, nobody can last two minutes with Cindy
sucking his cock,” Judge Birch said.

“I’ll say, you’re lucky if you can go one,” Father McKenna
grinned.

It was obvious that the two male judges had been on the receiving
end of Cindy’s mouth many times.

“I don’t have a dick, but she can suck a cunt so dry it’ll beg
for rain,” Suzann said.

The judges ruled Hoagy’s complaint frivolous and the contest
continued.

No one else came close to Cindy’s time. In fact no one else beat
Hoagy’s time.

Contestant number thirteen was none other than Abigail Spencer.
Abby pulled her massive naked body up the steps and plopped down
in front of her cock. She grabbed it in her hand and slowly
raised her mouth. Her hand began to stroke it so fast that no one
could see it. It was just a blur.

Cindy began to yell foul. Abby closed her mouth over the man’s
cock and swallowed him balls and all. It looked very much like
she was going to rip the man’s genitals right off of his body.
The man groaned and Abby, grinned letting his sperm run down her
chin. Her official time was one minute and forty-two seconds.
Abby had won.

“But she almost jacked him off before she ever got it in her
mouth,” Cindy complained.

“I started timing from the first second she touched his cock,”
Judge Birch said.

“Me too,” Father McKenna said.

Suzann nodded her head.

“But look, she took her false teeth out,” Cindy said, pointing.

“There’s no rule that says you can’t take your false teeth out,
Cindy. Abby has won Phase one,” the Mayor said.

Cindy didn’t want to appear a sore loser so she tried to help
Abby to her feet. After several tries, the Mayor and the man Abby
had sucked helped. Cindy had Abby’s huge tits thrown over her
shoulders and her arms wrapped around her waist, but she wasn’t
able to lift her until the two men grabbed Abby’s arms and
helped. They finally got Abby to her feet.

Cindy’s mind was really on the young man she’d sucked during the
contest. She couldn’t remember fucking him before. She couldn’t
believe there was a man in Cocksville that she hadn’t fucked. She
left the stage and set out to find him.

After the trophy presentation the mayor announced it was time for
lunch and told everybody to be back in an hour for Phase two.

Phase two was the favorite of many of the contestants. Like
Mabel, the wife of reverend John Simmons. It was definitely her
favorite, because it was all about eating sperm and that was
Mabel’s favorite thing in the whole world.

When the audience returned after lunch, they found a large table
had been moved in next to the stage. The table was loaded with
plastic one pint tumblers. Everybody took a container and wrote
their name on it with the magic markers that were provided.

In this phase every man woman and child participated, except
Judge Roy and Father McKenna. Judge Roy was to be the official
weigher and the good father the recorder. Suzann Davis was
scheduled to help, by observing and making sure there were no
irregularities, but she begged off, because this was her favorite
phase too. The Mayor agreed to take the responsibility for her.
The Mayor stepped up to the microphone,

“Does everyone have a tumbler?” he asked.

He heard many yes’s and no no’s.

“Remember after each weigh in you must drink all the sperm you
have collected in your tumbler before you can return to the
competition. If you do not drink it all you will be
disqualified.”

He raised his hand high above his head, everyone waited in
anticipation.

“Mabel, stop sucking that cock,” he said.

Mabel Simmons jumped to her feet.

“Sorry your Honor, I thought it was time to start,” she giggled.

“As always it’s time to start when I drop my arm,” he sighed.

The Mayor dropped his arm and everybody grabbed a cock. There
weren’t enough cocks to go around and that made the start of
Phase two kind of comical. The contestants were like children
playing musical chairs. Everybody trying to grab a cock to suck,
several of the contestants were trying to get their mouth on the
same cock at the same time. There were many of the men who were
into cocksucking. They usually wound up sucking and being sucked
at the same time. Herbie Levi had the right idea. He was curled
up in one of the aisles sucking his own cock.

Any girl over the age of eight was allowed to participate and any
boy, regardless of age, as long as he could ejaculate. The girls
under eight were happy that they didn’t have to suck cocks that
shot sperm, but they welcomed the opportunity to practice their
cocksucking techniques on cocks that didn’t shoot the nasty
stuff. Their parents were always telling them to practice. Some
day they may be the winner of Phase two. Their fathers and
brothers were always willing to let them practice on their cocks,
but there was nothing like gaining the wonderful experience of
the contest.

Suzann Davis was the first contestant to come on stage for a
weigh in. She only had about one finger of sperm in the bottom of
her tumbler, but she insisted the judge weigh her in.
Suzann had a plan and she was about to put her plan into action.

The Judge weighed her tumbler and Father McKenna recorded it in
the ledger next to her name. She swallowed it down in one big
gulp and then she smiled at the three judges. She’d noticed the
year before how the three men’s balls were bloated by the end of
phase two. She also noticed that all three of them had huge balls
With Father McKenna having the largest. His looked as if they
just fell off of a grapefruit tree.

“I’m sucking you three next,” she said, smiling.

“Suzann you know we can’t participate in the contest,” the Mayor
said.

“No Your Honor that is not correct. You and the other two judges
are not allowed to be contestants only cocksuckers can be
contestants. The men out there having their cocks sucked are
citizens of Cocksville and so are you three. There’s nothing in
the by laws that says you can’t get a blow job.” She said.

“She’s right,” Judge Roy said.

“But there’ll all kinds of complaints from the contestants,” the
Mayor said.

“Sit down here next to Father Louie and I’ll crawl under the
table and suck your cocks one at a time. No one will know what’s
going on.”

The table had a cloth skirt on both sides and the ends. It had
“Cocksville” emblazoned on each side with a likeness of the town
Rooster next to the name. The ends had the great seal of
Cocksville on them. This was the first year they’d used the
skirt.

The Mayor shrugged his shoulders and sat down. Suzann crawled
under the table and they didn’t see her again until the contest
was almost over. When she finally came out her beaker was almost
full. Judge Roy weighed her in and she drank it down, stopping
several times to catch a breath between gulps.

Since there are so many cocksucker contestants and not enough
cocks to go around it was difficult to get very much sperm in a
single beaker. The record was set many years ago by Mrs. Brenda
Phillips the wife of the Mayor John Phillips who was unseated by
Mayor Hogan almost twenty years before. Her record was six point
three-two-one ounces. No one had ever come close to her record.
There was still quite a controversy over that record. Many people
thought she cheated. Some said she didn’t suck any cocks at all.
She just went around the arena and when she found a beaker
unattended she emptied half of its contents into her beaker. No
one could prove it though. Happy Thomas claimed he saw her do it,
but it was just her word against his. Happy was the town drunk
and she was the Mayors wife so her record stuck.

Three hours after phase two began the Mayor went to the podium
and pounded his gavel on it. That signaled the end of phase two.
All of the contestants lined up for weigh in. Of course Suzann
won phase two with a total weight of seven point seven-four-three
ounces.

It was a new record, many of the contestants were disappointed
and a few hollered “Cheater,” but the record stood because the
judges had first hand knowledge of the source of Suzann’s sperm.

Suzann thanked everyone for this wonderful opportunity. There was
no other place on earth one could get this kind of recognition.
She walked around the stage holding the trophy over her head
while the audience applauded. Most of the applause came from the
men, or rather the non-cocksuckers and it was really in
appreciation of her beautiful body.

While she strutted around the Mayor spoke into the microphone.

“While were at it let’s show Suzann our appreciation for the
beautiful skirt around the judges table. She claims its all hand
stitched, she started on right after last years contest and it
took her almost the whole year to make it.”

Even the cocksuckers applauded this time.

“Don’t worry about it Suzann we’ll put it away and use it again
next year,” the mayor grinned.

“Don’t you worry about it Your Honor. I’ll make an even nicer one
for next year.” Suzann yelled over the din.

The Mayor went on to announce that Herbie Levi had won second
place and Mabel Simmons third.

Herbie and Mabel came up to collect their trophies and to say a
quick thank you into the microphone.

The Mayor went on to remind everyone that tomorrow was phase
three and four. Both phases were the insertion of foreign
objects. Phase three was vaginal objects and phase four anal. He
reminded everyone not to forget to bring their foreign objects
with them.

He thanked Rabbi Abraham Benjamin for canceling his services for
the morning and announced that Reverend Spencer and Father Louis
had also canceled their Sunday services.

“Everyone be here at eight tomorrow,” he said and closed the
proceedings.

The crowd began to file out. Cindy Crawford came rushing up on
the stage dragging a young man behind her. The Mayor recognized
the young man as the one Cindy had sucked in the finals of phase
one.

“What are you doing Cindy?” he asked.

“I never fucked this guy before, I’m going to fuck him,” she said
stretching out on the judges table and spreading her legs.

The young man hesitated,

“Should I? he asked, looking at the Mayor.

“Yeah go ahead every one else has,” the Mayor said, “Cindy don’t
you recognize this young man?”

“No I don’t, should I?”

“He’s Max Turners son, Bobby, been living with his mom in
California and just returned last week.”

“Max’s son? I think Max fathered one of my kids, but I don’t care
I’ve never fucked him.”

“Actually Ma’am, I did fuck you when I was thirteen.” The young
man said.

“I must have forgotten it, so it doesn’t count, fuck me now,”
Cindy said.

Cindy was known for her bad memory, she was always forgetting who
she fucked and had to fuck them again to be sure.

The Mayor left the stage with a smile on his face and the sounds
of Cindy’s screams in his ears. It was people like Cindy that
made Cocksville such a special place to live.

Phase three: the vaginal insertion of foreign objects. Was
possibly the most practiced phase of the contest. The contestants
spent the whole year preparing for it.

There were two first place trophies presented, one for twelve and
under and another for over twelve. The contestants had to
register before the contest. Not everyone wanted to compete and
since each contestant went on stage to perform, it kept the
number of competitors down to a manageable level.

The year before the first place trophy went to Kara Lott. Kara
was a registered nurse and worked it the hospital in Brownsburg.
Most of the doctors and nurses at the Brownsburg hospital lived
in Cocksville. They took turns attending the contest so as not to
leave the hospital without staff.

Kara won last year by inserting three baseball bats and the butt
end of a cue stick. Her performance proved to many of the women
that almost anything would go in a cunt if it was properly
prepared. Great things were expected this year.

The registration went smoothly, except Sadie Harper tried to
register. She was disqualified for lack of cunt. Sadie wasn’t
happy about it and told Judge Roy that if he ever fucked her he’d
think she had the best cunt in town.

The registration was over by nine and the contest began. The
contestant sat on the judges table and after inserting what ever
she brought for insertion, they turned a complete circle so
everyone in the audience could see. The twelve and under girls
went first. They inserted soda cans and bottles many of them used
large dildos. Little Sarah Brown won first prize by inserting a
statue of Casper the friendly ghost and an exact replica of John
Holmes cock at the same time.

In the adult part of the contest Kara managed the three bats
again, but couldn’t squeeze in a fourth. She wound up with three
bats and two cue sticks. Many of the women matched her last years
performance but no one could surpass her, until Angela Cartwheel
shoved a regulation football all the way up her cunt with only a
bit of the pointed end visible. No one was sure if a regulation
football was bigger than three bats and two cue sticks, but
because the contest is decided by popular vote, Angela won. It
was her showmanship that won it for her. After she showed the
audience she flexed her cunt muscles and passed the ball to her
husband who was standing about twenty feet off the stage.

The crowd went so wild the Mayor couldn’t quiet them. They
demanded she do it over. They didn’t even begin to quiet until
she did it four more times. Kara Admitted that Angela had her
beat. When she received the trophy Angela promised that next year
she would catch a pass with her cunt. Kara said that next year
she would pass. Judge Roy though she meant she wouldn’t compete
next year and was quite distressed, but Kara assured him that she
would compete and she meant she’d pass a basketball.

By the time the trophies were presented it was time for lunch.
The crowd was all back in their seats by one o’clock and were
looking forward to Phase four: The anal insertion of foreign
objects.

In this phase the men and Sadie Harper also competed. Actually it
was all rather mundane, they pushed Champaign bottles butt end
first up their ass. baseball bats and Janet Carson even took in a
bowling pin, but after Angela’s performance in phase three it was
all rather boring, until Hoagy Frost came on and shoved a one
gallon plastic milk jug all the way up his ass. The audience was
surprised because Hoagy had entered the contest for many years
and had never done anything so dramatic before. He explained that
he learned to do it while giving himself an enema. He said he’d
always used a milk jug, but without the cap. This caused a little
buzz through the audience. It looked as though Hoagy had Phase
four won, until Herbie Levi came on. Herbie put a plastic bag
over his head and shoved his head, bag and all up his ass.

The crowd went wild again. There was some question if Herbie’s
head was a foreign object. After much discussion it was decided
that the bag was a foreign object, so Herbie was declared the
winner.

During the trophy presentation Rabbi Benjamin rushed up on the
stage and whispered something into the Mayor’s ear. The Mayor
smiled and leaned into the mike,

“The good Rabbi wants me to assure everyone that not all Jews
have their heads up their ass.”

This brought a roar of laughter from the crowd.

The anal insertion of foreign objects trophy presentation
signaled the end of Sunday’s festivities. However no one left the
arena. They all stayed to practice for phases five and six.
Phases five and six ran concurrently and lasted all of Labor Day.
There was no time limit and most years it lasted through the late
hours of the evening. Phase Five determined the best female
fucker and Phase six the best male.

Everyone participated in these last phases, even the judges. The
only ones not considered an official contestant were the young
boys that couldn’t produce sperm. However they did have a box of
black marbles and counted as a cock fucked. All of the men had a
box of black marbles and the women had a one gallon zip lock bag.
A couple fucked until the man was at the door to orgasm. At that
point they stopped and moved on. The man dropped a black marble
into the ladies zip lock bag. At the end of the day, the woman
with the most black marbles won Phase five and the last man with
a hard cock won Phase six.

Sadie Harper was allowed to have a plastic bag instead of a box
of black marbles. She was the only contestant that could possibly
win both Phases.

This part of the contest was strictly skill. The woman had to be
careful not to make the man shoot his sperm, because if she did
she forfeited her black marble. The man had to practice excellent
control. If he shot sperm too often he wouldn’t make it through
the day.

Cindy Crawford was by far the favorite to win Phase five. She’d
won a special award the year before for having the most educated
pussy in Cocksville. It wasn’t part of the contest it was a
special award given her by the citizens. It was awarded by
popular vote and Cindy was pleasantly surprised to find that
every man and women in town had pitched in to buy her the trophy.
They gave her a huge card that everyone had signed. She kept in a
prominent place on her mantle, right next to all of the contest
trophies she’d won. If someone dropped in and admired it she was
sure to show them just how educated her pussy was.

There wasn’t an official starting time, when ever people came in
they grabbed a bag or a box of marbles and started fucking. Most
people came early and stayed late.

The women loved this part of the contest because they could have
as many orgasms as possible. The men loved it because they got to
fuck all of those pussies.

The fucking continued all day. People would take time out to eat
the food they’d brought with them, but there were no breaks and
there was always a crowd fucking.

There probably wouldn’t have been much of a contest, because
Cindy was so far ahead by the early afternoon that it looked as
if no one could catch her. As luck would have it she developed a
severe cramp in her left thigh at about two o’clock and it looked
as though she was going to be out all together. She was writhing
around on a seat rubbing her thigh with tears in her eyes from
the pain. The other women seen the opening and doubled their
efforts. Cindy was in such pain she forgot all about the contest.
She was hurting so bad it didn’t matter anymore.

Billy Mayer was doing well on the men’s side, but Billy had a
slight attention disorder and although he could fuck forever he
didn’t have much physical stamina. At about the same time Cindy’s
cramp started he curled up on the grass outside the arena and
took a nap.

Cramps have been the bane of athletes since athletics first
began. The ancient Greeks thought cramps were a curse put on them
by the Gods. Either they were displeased with their performance,
or they had chosen a favorite and had put a curse on them to make
sure their favorite won. Cindy didn’t know about any of this, all
she knew was it hurt like hell.

Bubba Blanchard had just finished fucking Abigail Spencer. He
thought Abigail was a great cocksucker, but when it came to
fucking she had entirely too much flab hanging around her cunt.
Shit he could get that anytime he wanted it, by fucking his brood
sow.

He came up on Cindy rubbing her thigh. He was behind her and
thought she was rubbing her clit. He reasoned that there was no
way a woman that looked that good ought to have to rub her cunt
and right in the middle of the contest too. He thought that all
of the other men must have lost what little mind they had to
start with.

He picked Cindy up like she was a feather floating on the breeze.
She groaned a little, but didn’t stop rubbing her thigh. Bubba
sat down and eased her cunt down on his cock. Bubba may not have
a cock bigger than Billy Mayer, but it was the second biggest in
Cocksville. Billy’s was an inch longer, but it hadn’t been
determined whose was the thickest.

Fourteen inches of cock in her cunt caused lots of things to
happen to Cindy’s body. First she came and second she forgot all
about the cramp in her leg. The pain in her cunt was a lot more
severe and a lot more enjoyable. By the time Bubba had driven the
bottom of her cunt into her throat the cramp in her leg was gone.
Bubba didn’t do well though He shot her cunt full of sperm and
she didn’t get a black marble.

Cindy was back in the contest and all of the other women realized
it and doubled their efforts a second time. It was no longer a
contest. Many women had dropped out due to exhaustion and most of
the younger girls had fallen asleep for the same reason. That
left plenty of free cocks to be fucked and Cindy fucked them all.
She filled one bag full of black marbles and started on a second.

As always when one woman had Phase five cinched. They all turned
against the men. They stopped fucking them for black marbles and
began fucking for sperm. It was best said by Blanch Parker some
fifty years before. She won Phase five six years in a row and
always came down hard on the men at the end.

“A man’s got no business winning Phase six if he can’t keep it
up.” She said, and that statement had stuck down through the
years and was engraved on the Phase six trophy above the winner’s
name.

The women fucked the men into submission. There wasn’t a hard
cock to be seen anywhere.

The deadline was midnight and at one minute before the Mayor
climbed up on the stage to announce the winner of Phase five and
to announce again, as always, no winner for Phase six. That’s
when Billy Mayer came striding into the arena swing his dick like
a night stick.

Little Sarah Brown was sleeping next to the aisle. Billy picked
her up and impaled her on his hard cock. Her eyes flew open and
her mouth broke into a wide grin.

“Billy Mayer has a way with B..O..L..O..G..N..A,” she screamed,
singing, cumming and laughing all at the same time.

The other contestants all broke into laughter.

Billy came and began looking for another cunt to fuck. All of the
women stood and bent over.

Billy skewered the next cunt he saw, It happened to be Rabbi
Benjamin’s wife Rachel.

“I hope the damn thing’s kosher,” she screamed.

The Mayor announced Cindy as the winner of Phase five and Billy
of Phase six. None of the women could remember seeing Billy for
several hours, but they all thought he deserved to win, so no one
complained. They all knew that Billy was the best fucker in
Cocksville.

The Mayor presented the trophies and now it was time for the
finale. That was when the two winners fucked on stage. This was a
real treat, because it hadn’t happened in so many years. A tall
narrow rotating bed was sitting in the middle of the stage. Cindy
crawled on it grinning. This was a real honor since, it hadn’t
happened in so many years. Billy didn’t care about the honor. All
he cared about was fucking Cindy’s pussy.

Billy climbed on her and tried to find her pussy. He wasn’t used
to being on top. Most women took him from the rear because he
slobbered so much when he was fucking. Cindy didn’t care how much
he slobbered she grabbed his cock and put it where it belonged.
She solved the slobbering problem by clamping her mouth over his.

Once Billy had his cock in her he knew just what to do. He drove
all fifteen inches into her cunt and began to fuck her like he
was trying to dig a new hole. Cindy thought he already had dug
several inches of new hole. She’d fucked Billy many times, but
always from the back and this was a new experience. She decided
that from now on she would fuck Billy with him on top, but come
to think of it, maybe she should get on top. Could she get more
of his cock that way?

This was the fuck of the decade, maybe of the century. Billy came
and there was no room in Cindy’s cunt for sperm. His pistoning
cock forced it to spew out, some of it ran down her ass but most
of it shot out and landed on the stage, some of it sprayed on the
audience in the first few rows.

By now everyone in the arena was awake and cheering. They began
to count the number of times Billy came. Each time a new stream
of sperm squished out the whole audience yelled out the next
higher number. They were at fifteen and counting when Billy’s
cock finally buckled and fell out.

For the first time in her life Cindy was fully fucked, her body
felt like a three day old lettuce leaf that had been left in the
sun.

Jeffrey Turner, a reporter from the Cocksville Daily Democrat
filmed the whole thing. It was sure to be a classic. He was sure
he could sell at least one copy to every household in Cocksville.

It was two AM when the Mayor climbed into his F150 and headed for
home. His wife, Kate, was curled up one the seat next to him.

“You know honey, I think we should add an ass fucking phase to
next years contest,” she said, stretching her body out

“You mean a Phase seven?”

 “Oh no, nothing can replace Phases five and six on Labor day, I
was thinking of adding a Phase Four A that would last all night
on Sunday.”

“That’s a good idea. I’ll bring it up at the next meeting of the
contest officials.”

“I think it would really be fun and I might even have a chance of
winning a trophy.”

“Yeah you are pretty good at ass fucking.”

“Pull into the filling station and let’s practice, that’ll give
me a head start on everybody else.”

Heratio grinned and pulled into the station.

Jerome and Cindy Crawford were riding down Elm street on their
way home. They were both glad to be alone at last. Their kids
were in the family bus that was driven by their eldest son,
Joseph. Joseph didn’t have Downs Syndrome, but he looked a great
deal like Billy Mayer. Jerome and Cindy always traveled alone in
her Corvette.

“Look at those young black boys,” she said.

There were six boys walking together.

“That’s the Johnson and Jackson boys they are always together it
seems,” he said.

“I don’t think I’ve fucked them.”

“Of course you have honey.”

“Well if I did I don’t remember it, pull over and stop.”

Jerry pulled the car to the curb and stopped. Cindy stepped out
of the car. No one in Cocksville wears clothes on Labor Day so
she was naked and so were the boys. She stared at their hard
cocks. Yes she was quite sure she’d never fucked these boys. They
all came up to her grinning.

“Look boys I don’t feel like a gang bang. How about just a nice
little fuck?” she grinned

“Want us to fuck you one at a time?” one of the boys asked.

“Heavens no, I didn’t say I was dead. How about three at a time?”
she said smiling.

Jerry stretched his arms through the T top and yawned. He looked
up at the starry sky and thought how beautiful the night was. He
yawned again and put his seat back as far as it would go. It
looked like his wife was going to be a while, so he decided to
take a nap.

The End

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