sexstories.com

Font size : - +

Introduction:

“So… can I get your number after this?” he asked, grinning.

She giggled. “At least you asked before you fucked me.”
Chloe Starr stepped onto the stage to a wave of cheers. Her blonde hair hung in two playful braids, draping over her shoulders and resting against the generous swell of cleavage framed by her sparkling black dress. She twirled, deliberately letting the loose skirt flare high enough to flash the crowd a glimpse of her round ass and smoothly shaved pussy. The audience roared with approval, and Chloe giggled, clearly enjoying the reaction.

“Welcome to the Gazzing Games, everyone!” she called, her voice bubbling with energy. “We’ve got a fun game for you tonight. And we’ve even pulled a few lucky ladies straight from the audience to help us out. Their boyfriends and husbands are already squirming in their seats, knowing all of you get to watch these gorgeous women orgasm on our contestant’s thick cock tonight!”

The crowd erupted in whistles and shouts.

“And he is thick,” Chloe teased, dragging out the words. “Measuring six inches long and a girthy four-point-two around, he’s got a monster between his legs. Let’s meet him! Come on out, Brent!”

A muscular man in his thirties strode confidently onto the stage. Chloe caught his hand, guiding him toward a sleek little couch at center stage.

“So, how are you feeling, sexy Brent?” she asked, snuggling close to him and wrapping both arms around his, pressing his arm tight against her breasts.

“Little nervous… but excited,” Brent admitted with a small grin.

Chloe’s lips curved wickedly. “Tell me, how many women have you managed to fuck in a row before?”

“Three,” he said proudly.

“Three?” she purred, arching a brow. “And how did you get so lucky to drown in that much pussy in one night?”

“Uh… glory hole club,” Brent confessed, his cheeks coloring slightly.

The crowd laughed and jeered playfully. Chloe only smiled wider, stroking his arm.

“Well, this isn’t so different,” she crooned. “Tonight, we’ve got six sexy ladies from the audience for you. For every woman you can make orgasm with nothing but your cock, you’ll win one thousand dollars. Finish the first five, and our sixth will double your winnings. That’s ten grand on the line tonight, Brent.”

The crowd cheered louder.

“But,” Chloe continued, wagging a finger at him playfully, “if you struggle to get hard, we do have a little pill to help. The catch? From that point forward, your prize money is halved. After each girl, you’ll come back here to chat with me. That’s your five-minute break. Then you’ll have five more minutes to get hard again on your own or pop the pill. Fail to rise to the occasion, and the game ends… and we’ll have to finish our ladies another way.”

“I’m ready,” Brent said firmly, his confidence returning. Spotlights flared to reveal a waist-high bed beside them.

“Then let’s meet our first pussy in need of fucking,” Chloe announced with relish.

A young woman stepped onto the stage completely nude, cheeks flushed pink. Her slender frame looked almost delicate beside Brent’s broad, gym-sculpted body. She kept fidgeting, sometimes covering her small breasts with her hands, then letting them go as if undecided about showing herself off. Chloe coaxed her into a little turn, making the audience roar at the sight of her perky ass and smoothly shaved pussy.

“This one’s a special treat,” Chloe said, resting a hand possessively on the girl’s butt. “She just turned 18 today. Our guy here is fortunate her girlfriends brought her to see the show live.” The girl’s blush deepened. “Are you ready to get fucked?” Chloe asked her, voice honey-sweet.

“I am,” the girl whispered softly.

“Is this your first time?”

The girl shook her head quickly, and the crowd cheered even louder. Two stagehands guided her to the bed, arranging her for the best view. Chloe helped Brent strip, taking her time to slide her hand along the length of his cock, squeezing him to a chorus of whistles from the audience. Brent stepped up to the bed’s edge, cock stiff and heavy, waiting for Chloe’s countdown.

As Chloe counted down, Brent teased the tip of his cock against the shy girl’s clit. Her breath caught, lips parting into a trembling smile as her cheeks flushed crimson. By the time Chloe reached one, her face was twisted in raw pleasure. On zero, Brent pushed partway inside.

The crowd roared as the girl let out a high, sweet moan. A group of young women in the center of the audience seemed to be extra excited. He paused, feeling her tight outer lips clinging to his shaft. Pulling back slightly, he slid his tip against her folds, spreading her wetness before driving in again. This time sinking to the base. Her legs wrapped around him instinctively, pulling him deeper, and Brent set into a slow, deliberate rhythm.

He adjusted his angle, savoring the way her body responded to every change in speed, drawing out a different tone from her lips. Leaning down, he kissed across her breasts, his mouth closing over one pert nipple. The girl gasped, her moans rising higher as her back arched, hips rocking to meet every thrust.

Brent slipped out suddenly, dragging his slick tip across her clit. The effect was instant. Her body quaked, thighs clamping around him as her orgasm tore through her. The audience’s cheers thundered, echoing her sharp cries of release.

When her trembling finally eased, Brent helped her sit up and pressed a tender kiss to her lips. She slid off the bed, still flushed and glowing with pleasure, swaying her hips as she exited the stage. Brent’s eyes followed the sway of her ass until Chloe tugged him back toward the couch.

“Well, she looked very pleased,” Chloe purred with a smile. Her hand curled around his cock, still slick and rock-hard. “And you’re holding strong.”

“Yeah,” Brent admitted, smirking. “I tried to edge it, save my load so it’s easier to stay hard.”

Chloe’s grin widened, wicked and knowing. “Smart. Because the next girl comes with a little twist. There’s a five-thousand-dollar bonus on the line if you take it.”

Brent raised an eyebrow. “And how do I earn that?”

“First, her story.” Chloe leaned in, teasing the crowd. “She’s here tonight to get a little revenge on her cheating husband.” The audience booed, then erupted into wild cheers. “She’s not on birth control, and she’s asked if someone will finish deep inside her tonight. If you’re the one to fill her needy, hairy slit, she could get pregnant. Do it, and you get the extra bonus of five thousand. Pull out, and you still take the thousand from her orgasm. The choice is yours.”

The audience erupted, chanting in unison: “Cum inside! Cum inside!”

The woman stepped out, tall, statuesque, confidence radiating from her every stride. Her enormous breasts swayed heavily with each movement, threatening to burst free of her frame. She spun in a slow twirl, then planted her feet apart, showing the crowd her wide hips and heart-shaped ass. Bending forward, she spread herself, revealing both her tight, puckered anus and her thick, naturally hairy pussy. Brent’s eyes locked on her curves, hungry.

“Do you like what you see?” Chloe teased, watching him stare. Stagehands guided the woman into position.

“Oh, I’m gonna put a baby in her,” Brent growled. The audience exploded in deafening cheers.

The woman laughed breathlessly, holding up a thumbs-up. “I want it,” she called.

As Chloe began the countdown, Brent slid between her thighs. She spread herself wider, guiding him in with a sultry “Enjoy.”

On zero, he thrust home in one smooth stroke, burying himself to the hilt. She gasped, her body swallowing him with eager ease.

This time, he didn’t hold back. He pounded her with a pace that made her breasts bounce and the crowd howl. Her orgasm came hard and fast, her moans raw and shaking as her pussy clenched down on him. Chloe stepped closer, half-expecting him to stop once she came, but Brent only drove faster, hips slamming as the roar of the crowd swelled. His body tensed, then shuddered as he erupted inside her. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her womb, her legs trembling as she cried out, clutching the sheets. When he pulled free, the cameras zoomed close on the creamy flood leaking from her slit, dripping down her thighs. The audience went feral.

“Wonderful!” Chloe squealed, clapping her hands as the woman sat up and pulled Brent into a fierce kiss. She staggered a little on shaky legs, grinning as she exited the stage. “That brings you up to seven thousand already!” Chloe announced proudly, tugging Brent back to the couch as the crowd kept chanting his name.

Brent dropped onto the couch with a heavy sigh, sweat glistening on his chest. He looked winded, his cock softening but still gleaming with arousal.

“So?” Chloe teased, turning to the audience. “You decided to try becoming a daddy tonight.”

The crowd exploded in cheers.

“She wanted it,” Brent said, leaning back with his head against the cushions. “And I hate cheating men.”

“Well, you did a wonderful job,” Chloe purred. “But your time’s ticking down. Will you be able to get hard again?” Her voice dripped with teasing concern.

“How about you give me something hot to look at and we’ll find out,” Brent joked, expecting the next girl.

Instead, Chloe tugged the neckline of her dress low and let her breasts spill free to whistles and howls from the audience. Brent leaned forward, meeting her gaze in a questioning look. She nodded, and he eagerly wrapped his lips around a stiff pink nipple, sucking and teasing with his tongue until Chloe moaned, her head falling back. His cock stiffened again against his thigh.

“Looks like you’re ready for the next girl,” she said, breathless. She stood, tugging him toward the bed. Instead of bringing someone else out, Chloe slipped out of her dress and handed it to a stagehand. Naked now, she stretched out on the sheets, legs wide open.

“My turn,” she purred wickedly. “Your break is up. Fuck at will.”

The crowd went insane, stomping and chanting Chloe’s name as Brent shoved between her thighs. He didn’t wait for the countdown. He just slammed into her, hard and deep, drawing a sharp scream from her throat. Her back arched beautifully, tits bouncing with every thrust as the audience roared. One hand clawed his back, the other worked her clit in frantic circles, her fingers slippery and glistening under the lights.

“Fuck, yes, harder!” she cried, legs locked around his waist.

Brent drove into her with punishing strokes, hips slapping wetly against hers in time with the chant: Chloe! Chloe! Chloe! Her body writhed beneath him, nipples stiff and glistening as he bent down to suck one into his mouth. She gasped, tugging his hair, grinding herself up to meet his cock.

The sound of their bodies colliding echoed through the stage, louder even than her shameless cries. Chloe’s thighs began to quiver, her voice breaking into high-pitched screams as her pussy clenched tight around him.

“Oh—oh fuck, I’m—!” she wailed, and then she was gone. Legs shaking, cunt spasming, her orgasm ripping through her while the audience exploded in cheers. Brent held her down and fucked her through it, cock pounding into her as she bucked wildly, soaking the sheets with her release. When it finally passed, Chloe collapsed, hair plastered to her sweaty face. She turned her head toward the crowd with a wicked, breathless grin.

“Aww,” she teased breathlessly, voice girlish and coy. “You didn’t cum in my pussy…”

“Trying to last,” Brent panted. “God, you’re tighter than the other two.”

“That’s how you fuck your host,” she panted into the mic, and the crowd went feral.

The pair returned naked to the couch. Brent stayed half-hard, steady but clearly on edge. They chatted for a while, Chloe coaxing him to admit his first time had been with his high school sweetheart when they were sixteen. He said sadly that he didn't give her what she needed, and she left him soon after. The crowd laughed warmly, feeling his sorrow.

Chloe pressed against him and declared, “Well, you’ve done more than great with me tonight.” The audience cheered.

“Ready for the fourth girl?” she teased. “Finish her, and you’ll be at nine thousand.”

Brent nodded, determined. “I’m ready as I’ll ever be.”

The crowd erupted as a very short woman stepped onto the stage. Her body was compact, curves striking, her beauty undeniable.

“I know what you’re all thinking,” Chloe called above the noise. “Yes! Tonight marks a first for our show. Our very first little person! Give her the loudest welcome yet!”

The applause shook the room. Brent stepped toward her as stagehands helped her onto the bed. She smiled shyly at him.

“So… can I get your number after this?” he asked, grinning.

She giggled. “At least you asked before you fucked me.”

“Sorry, you’re just really pretty.”

Her blush deepened, but she smiled widely. “Alright. Backstage, after you’re done with everyone. I'm Erica, by the way.”

The audience cheered in delight. “Blossoming love on the Gazing Games!” Chloe crowed. “Adorable! Now, Brent, fuck her silly for us!”

He slid between her thighs, fingers tracing the delicate heart she’d shaved into her mound. As Chloe counted down, he leaned over and kissed her passionately, slipping into her tight warmth as the crowd reached zero. Their moans tangled in the kiss. Brent thrusts were slow and deep, each stroke dragging back achingly before slamming forward again. Her cries grew louder, pornographic, her small body arching beneath him.

“Oh, he’s not just fucking her. He’s making love!” Chloe shouted gleefully, her naked breasts bouncing as she hopped in place.

Brent drove deeper, kissing her neck.

“Cum for me, Erica,” he whispered. “I want you to feel good.”

Her moans sharpened into high, breathless squeaks until she broke. Her body trembled violently, quaking beneath him as her orgasm ripped through her. He kissed her tenderly through the spasms, still thrusting, until she whispered against his ear,

“Save it for girl five. You’ll get me all night to yourself after.”

He nodded, pulling out reluctantly. He helped her off the bed, kissed her again, and watched as she staggered from the stage, glowing.

Back on the couch, Chloe eyed him curiously. “So… do you have a thing for little people?”

“I’ve always liked short girls,” he admitted, still staring where Erica had gone. “But she’s just… too sexy.”

“It looked like you didn’t want to stop,” Chloe teased.

“I could stop here and feel like I’d already won. Just taking her home would be enough. ”The crowd cheered at his confession.

“But you’ve got more to come,” Chloe reminded him. “Four girls down, two remain. Finish the next, and you’ll hit ten thousand. Are you excited?”

Brent straightened, determination flashing. “I’m ready.”

A beautiful Black woman stepped onto the stage, tall and confident. Brent clearly enjoyed the sight of her, but couldn’t fully shake the distraction of Erica. Still, when Chloe counted down, he slid inside her with slow, deliberate strokes. Their moans wove together as the crowd cheered them on.

Chloe, still naked, had a hand between her thighs, rubbing herself as she watched. Brent’s hips bucked harder, his voice breaking into a guttural moan as he jerked to a halt deep inside her. His cock pulsed, flooding her. Her cries rose with his, her orgasm igniting at the same time. They separated, panting, and she thanked him before leaving the stage.

On the couch again, Chloe kept stroking herself idly as they talked. Brent admitted he was enjoying himself but hitting his limit. Finally, he asked to take the pill.

“Well,” Chloe said slyly, “you’re sitting at ten thousand. Stay natural, and if you finish the last girl, you’ll walk away with twenty. Take the pill, and your max drops to fifteen. Are you sure?”

Brent nodded firmly and swallowed it.

“So,” Chloe teased, “still wanting Erica’s number?”

“Yes,” he said without hesitation, smiling widely.

“We don’t normally play matchmaker,” Chloe cooed, “but we do love it when contestants find something more than just prize money.” She leaned back and rubbed herself faster, moaning into a shuddering orgasm that sent the audience into another frenzy.

Between the pill and the sight of Chloe trembling, Brent was ready again when the final woman stepped onto the stage. She was taller even than his six-foot-six frame. She had long blonde hair cascading over a nearly flat chest, just barely hiding puffy pink nipples.

She spread her endless legs, and Brent slid into place. On Chloe’s countdown, he drove inside, fucking her with all the strength his tired body could muster. His lips trailed across her nipples, her stomach, kissing her as her hips rose to meet him. But exhaustion betrayed him. His orgasm came suddenly, leaving him soft before she reached her peak. He pushed desperately, but his softening cock slipped free.

He stepped back, and Chloe stepped in immediately, kneeling between the girl’s thighs. She licked her cum-slick folds until the woman’s back arched and her orgasm tore out of her. The girl thanked him sweetly before leaving the stage. Brent slumped back onto the couch.

“Well,” Chloe cheered, “still ten thousand! That’s a wonderful little prize to take Erica out on a date.”

“Yeah,” Brent panted, still catching his breath. “Glad you stepped in for that last one. I didn’t want to disappoint her.”

Chloe’s eyes sparkled. “How about a little surprise?”

“Sure,” he said, curious.

Erica reappeared, still naked, and the audience erupted. She climbed into his lap and kissed him hard. Brent’s arms locked around her waist, pulling her close as the crowd chanted. Chloe grinned, rising to address the audience.

“Alright, ladies and gentlemen! Our next game is very spicy. Brent and Erica will watch with the rest of you, and if Brent can get to full mast during it, they’ll come back out here and make love on stage for an extra thousand each!”

“I like that plan,” Erica said, wiggling her ass on his lap.

“Me too,” Brent agreed with a smile.

“Then stay tuned,” Chloe shouted, voice ringing out over the crowd. “You might still get to see him fill her hot pussy. But first. We reset the stage for our highest-stakes round yet! The Try Not to Cum Challenge! Tonight, a young man will be ridden by his sister while he does everything in his power not to fill her fertile pussy. You'll all love it.”

The audience went absolutely wild.
0 comments
SUBMIT A COMMENT
You are not logged in.
Characters count: