"So sexy, Brandon," Chloe said coyly. "How do you feel about your wife fucking another man tonight, all while you’re trapped in a cage?"
The stage lights came up as the theme music began to play. The audience cheered as Chloe Starr, the perky, large-breasted hostess, walked out on stage. Her long blonde hair was braided into a shoulder-length ponytail. Her sequined dress had a tight bodice with an indecent amount of cleavage; every step threatened to pop her breasts out of the neckline. The short, loose skirt occasionally lifted during a turn, revealing the lower curve of her ass.
"Hello, hotties! Welcome to the Gazzing Games!" she said into the mic tucked by her ear. The two screens on either side of the stage showed close-ups of her wide smile. "Tonight, we have an update for you." She paused for the cheering. "You all remember Allen and Jennifer. They were the last to play tonight's game, Caged Lover. For a little reminder: Allen gave in to temptation and failed to finish his task before our breeding stud finished his. They have confirmed that Jennifer is pregnant, and that it isn't Allen's." She giggled as the audience cheered louder. "Ah, but let's see if tonight will be different! Brandon! Odette! Come join me!"
The audience roared as a couple in their 20s stepped onto the stage and followed Chloe to a couch. Chloe sat on the armrest while Brandon and Odette, arm in arm, settled onto the cushions.
"Okay, for our contestants and anyone who hasn't seen the Caged Lover game before, let me run through how it works." The audience hushed as they watched the couple. Odette was already blushing, and Brandon seemed excited. "Brandon, you will be locked in that cage."
Lights came up on a golden cage with ten locks on the door. Chloe held up a key ring. "You will be given twenty keys. Each lock works with one key. Ten of the keys do nothing. You must escape within the time limit. Do you understand your task?"
"Seems easy. How long do I have?" Brandon asked.
"That's the fun part," Chloe said with relish. "No one knows for sure." Lights came up on a red velvet bed near the cage. "Your lovely Odette will be on that bed while our breeding stud fucks her silly. Your time runs out when he cums. Our doctor has already confirmed that Odette is at her most fertile time of the month, and they will not be using protection."
Odette gave a nervous giggle as the crowd cheered, and Chloe continued. "If he cums in her, she will most likely get pregnant from him. But if you get out before that happens, he will stop, and I'll suck him dry while you impregnate your wife for everyone to see."
The audience exploded with cheering. Chloe leaned over to get a closer look at Brandon. The cameraman made sure to linger on her breasts before returning to the couple’s faces.
"So sexy, Brandon," Chloe said coyly. "How do you feel about your wife fucking another man tonight, all while you’re trapped in a cage?"
"It's kind of exciting," he replied.
"Odette," Chloe asked, "are you okay being impregnated by a stranger tonight? All while being fucked as hundreds of thousands watch at home and over 150 of them here in person?"
"I am," Odette said, blushing even more than before.
"Have you two had a little cuckold play before?" Chloe asked.
"No, we haven't. But we did go to a swingers club once," Odette said, clearly trying to sound more outgoing.
Chloe purred into the mic. "How did that go?"
Odette blushed and looked to Brandon. "I had sex with another couple, but she didn’t feel up to it," Brandon replied.
"Ooh, a couple? Man and woman?" Chloe asked. Brandon nodded, and she continued, "Maybe there will be two lovers for the breeding stud tonight." The audience cheered.
"Odette," Chloe said with a slight, sexy whine in her voice, "why didn’t you play?"
"I was nervous. But I’m more than ready now. And horny," Odette said, drawing catcalls and cheers.
"Well, how would you lovelies like to meet our breeding stud, then? He’s been saving his load all week to pump it into you, Odette."
A man wearing only boxers stepped onto the stage. Odette watched him approach with clear desire. Brandon rubbed her thigh, and she smiled shyly at him. The man stopped in front of Chloe, facing the audience. Chloe giggled as she reverently ran her hand over his ass.
"What do you think, Brandon? This stud is going to try to get Odette pregnant in a few minutes. Does that bother you at all?" Chloe asked, watching Brandon closely.
"I kind of want him myself," Brandon laughed.
"Well, he’s for Odette today. How about we get a look at his cock?" Chloe asked to thunderous applause.
Chloe stood and guided him in front of Odette. She slowly pulled the man’s boxers down and let them slide to the floor. His cock hung slightly limp. Odette seemed mesmerized by its size. Chloe sat next to her.
"You want to touch it?" Chloe asked Odette.
She nodded and slowly reached forward, gripping it with one hand. She rubbed it gently, her mouth hanging open as it stiffened and grew.
"For our audience," Chloe said, "we measured Brandon’s cock before the show. My Odette is a lucky girl. Brandon is packing seven inches with a girth of four. A little above average and something I would love to sample." The crowd cheered as Brandon smiled broadly. "Our breeding stud here has the same girth but, as you can see—. Odette, you'd better stop rubbing that or he’ll cum too soon." Odette turned bright red and let it go. "He’s nine inches long, and I know from experience he knows how to use it. So he’s not all size." The crowd laughed and cheered.
Chloe stood and held her hand out to Brandon. He took it and stood. She grabbed the hem of his shirt, and he assisted her in removing it. Odette leaned forward and undid his pants, giggling as the breeder’s cock bumped into her cheek. Brandon’s pants and boxers hit the floor to applause. He looked very proud as Chloe took hold of it with clear approval, rubbing it gently while Odette watched with a hungry smile.
"Time to cage this rooster," Chloe said as she tugged on his cock, guiding him to the cage. The other man helped Odette to her feet and led her to the bedside closest to the cage. They watched as Brandon stepped inside, and the door was shut. Chloe locked all the locks and dropped the keys into her cleavage. She turned and walked over to Odette.
"You have a choice, sexy girl. You can keep the dress on while he fucks you, if you like." Chloe smiled widely as the crowd made its displeasure at that possibility known. Odette smiled and shook her head. Grinning, Chloe walked behind her, facing her toward the crowd, and unzipped her dress. Odette blushed anew as Chloe slid her shoulder straps off and let the dress fall to the floor.
"Bra and panties?" Chloe asked.
Odette reached behind her back to unhook her bra, but the man helped her. Her breasts bounced slightly as they were freed. Odette sighed as he slid her panties to the floor. The crowd called out, telling her how sexy her smooth pussy was. Odette shifted, trying to stand so her legs were more open, when the man moved up behind her and lifted her by the waist. Taking the cue, she spread her legs wide as the cameraman got in close, capturing a shot of his cock resting alongside her clearly wet pussy.
"To the bed?" Chloe asked. Odette nodded, and the crowd erupted again.
Odette was laid on the bed and positioned so both Brandon and the audience would get a perfect view. The cameramen moved around, occasionally getting in the way as they tried to capture the best angles of her body. Once the man had her where he wanted, he stepped back, and one of the cameramen crouched inches from her pussy. She held herself open for everyone to see, rubbing her clit as she watched Chloe walk back over to Brandon.
The cameraman moved aside, and the breeder stepped between her legs. She spread herself for him, and he rested his tip against her entrance. Chloe leaned forward to Brandon.
"The moment you grab the keys, he pushes in. He’s not going to hold back or try to cum fast. He’s told to fuck her so he can get her to orgasm. But"—Chloe smiled wickedly—"once she does, he can do anything he wants to cum quickly. Her orgasm will be your only warning before he really tries to breed her."
Brandon nodded and reached into Chloe’s cleavage. The moment the keys jingled in his hands, the breeder pushed in. Brandon fumbled for a moment as Odette moaned with clear desire, the man sliding into her with ease. Brandon started working on the first lock, trying key after key. At the same time, Odette twisted her fingers into the bedsheets as the man thrust. The first lock clicked open just as Odette wrapped her legs around him and rocked her hips into each stroke.
"She’s always loved being stretched like that," Brandon said, focused on the second lock.
Chloe walked over to Odette and leaned in. "How does he feel?" Odette moaned, breathless, as the second lock clicked open.
"He—" she gasped, "he’s so good." She moaned low and long, then added, "Harder, please."
The man gripped her hips and obliged. Chloe returned to Brandon as the third lock opened.
"I’m not sure you have a lot of time, Brandon," Chloe said as she reached through the bars to grip his cock. "Are you sure you want to stop her? I think she likes what he’s doing." She stroked him while he worked on lock four.
"Shit," he moaned softly. "I’ll make her feel good too."
"I know you will. But why not let him finish, and you can have my pussy?" Chloe turned and lifted her skirt, pressing her ass against the bars. The screens lit up with a close-up of her pussy framed between two bars, just inches from his needy cock.
He dropped the keys just as lock four opened.
"I’ll finish with my wife," he said, failing to keep his eyes off Chloe’s pussy.
She straightened with a knowing smile. "Not if he finishes first. Remember, you can’t have her for eight weeks if he finishes. That way, we can be sure the baby is his."
Chloe leaned in close to Brandon and pulled the front of her dress down, exposing her breasts. She wiggled them right behind the lock he was working on. He winked at her as lock five clicked open.
Suddenly, Odette began fast, breathy little moans that rose in pitch. The camera zoomed in, capturing her sudden scream as an orgasm rippled through her body.
"Oh my." Chloe smiled at Brandon as he got lock six open. "All bets are off. Look at him go harder. He’s trying to cum now."
Brandon looked up as lock seven opened, worry flashing in his eyes. The breeder was fucking Odette at a much faster pace than before, and the audience was in an uproar as it seemed to draw out Odette’s orgasm. Brandon tried key after key, struggling to find the one for lock eight. Realizing he had been trying some twice, he started again, more methodically. Chloe sauntered over to Odette and sat on the bed.
"You’re running out of time, Brandon," she called out, as Odette grabbed her hand, holding it tightly while riding another wave of pleasure. Lock eight clicked open, followed immediately by lock nine on the first try. The crowd was on its feet as he jammed a key into lock ten.
"Time!" Chloe cheered as the breeder moaned loudly and pushed in deep. He kissed Odette’s nipples as he pumped his cum into her. The final lock clicked open, and Brandon stepped out, looking happy but slightly disappointed in his failure. He sat next to Chloe as the man pulled out. Cum drained from Odette as she lay there, still moaning. Chloe gripped Brandon’s cock and began rubbing it.
"So, how was it, Odette?" Chloe asked.
"Hot," she sighed.
"Want him to take a second round?" Chloe asked, still stroking Brandon.
Odette shook her head as she rolled over to watch his cock. Chloe smiled and kept rubbing.
"Should we make Brandon cum too?" Chloe asked. Odette nodded.
"My pussy or your mouth?" she teased.
"Pussy," Odette said.
Brandon rolled onto his side behind Chloe, his breathing quick and heavy. She glanced back over her shoulder with a sly smile and lifted her skirt high, bunching the fabric around her waist to bare herself completely to him. The bright stage lights caught the glisten between her thighs, and the crowd roared in anticipation.
He guided himself to her, teasing her entrance with the thick head of his cock, letting it slide along her folds before pressing in slowly. Chloe’s lips parted in a long, low moan that carried over the speakers. Odette, still flushed and glowing from her own climax, lay close enough to watch every inch disappear inside Chloe’s body.
Brandon’s hands gripped Chloe’s hips firmly, his thumbs spreading across the soft curve of her lower back as he began to move. His first thrusts were deep and deliberate, making Chloe rock forward with each stroke. She braced herself against the bed, her breasts swaying with the rhythm and falling free of her dress. A gasp escaped her each time he bottomed out.
Odette reached out with a trembling hand, her fingertips brushing over Chloe’s mound before circling her clit. Chloe’s moan pitched higher at the touch, her body jerking slightly between Brandon’s forceful thrusts and Odette’s teasing strokes. The cameras closed in on Chloe’s flushed face, capturing her eyes fluttering shut as she gave herself over to the pleasure.
Brandon’s pace quickened, his hips snapping forward with a steady, hungry rhythm. Each thrust made Chloe’s breasts sway. She lifted one leg high, offering the audience a view of the action from behind. She bit her lower lip, her breathing ragged, one hand sliding down to press against Odette’s wrist, silently urging her to rub harder.
"Oh, yes… right there," Chloe gasped, her voice breaking into a breathy cry. Brandon responded with a deep, grinding thrust that drew another loud moan from her. Odette’s fingers moved faster, her palm occasionally brushing against Brandon’s cock as he drove in and out. The combined sensations had Chloe trembling, her legs starting to quiver beneath her.
Her moans became shorter, sharper. Brandon leaned forward, pressing his chest against her back, his lips grazing her ear. She whimpered at the closeness, feeling his breath on her skin, his thrusts now harder and more urgent. Odette kept her focus, rubbing in tight circles until Chloe’s whole body tensed.
With a shuddering cry, Chloe climaxed, her back arching, her pussy clenching tight around Brandon’s cock. He groaned deeply, holding himself inside her for a moment before slamming forward again, his hips jerking as he spilled into her.
Chloe sagged against the bed, catching her breath, her skirt still bunched around her waist as Brandon’s release pulsed inside her. The crowd erupted into cheers, their voices echoing through the stage as both of them stayed locked together for a few lingering moments, riding out the last aftershocks.
"We’ll update you on this couple in eight weeks," Chloe moaned as Brandon pulled out. "They’ll only have protected sex until we can confirm pregnancy." She stood, a little unsteady, and smiled as Brandon and Odette cuddled on the bed, kissing.
"That’s all for now. Next time, we have an endurance challenge. How many women can one man fuck in a row? Find out next time when we play Paid Per Pussy!"