Audience Participation Part 3 (last one)(Current Rating 76/100, based on 21 votes)
This story takes place a month after "Audience Participation Act Two." The same four main characters meet again with 16 other masturbators and voyeurs to get off to a stage act and to each other. Only the actors on the stage can touch one another. Tonight there is a surprise contest involving an audience member we've seen before...
"Well, here we are again for a third installment," Sammie said as she walked up to Rob, Dina and Dave.
"Wow, you look fantastic, Dave said, drinking her in. "Why did you even bother getting dressed."
Dave had arrived first and taken his seat, and then a few minutes later Rob and Dina walked over. Sammie arrived about 10 minutes later, dressed in a black mini that barely covered the bottom of her tanned butt cheeks and a white blouse held together by only the bottom button. Her ample, braless breasts moved about freely underneath, leaving little too the imagination, though her nipples stay covered only by the mastery of women's clothing design.
"Thank you, David," Sammie said with a dazzling smile. "It makes me horny, how about you?"
Dave's eyes were luminous. "Ha ha, what do you think?"
Sammie laughed as she bent to give him a hug. Rob and Dina smiled as they saw here mini ride up and reveal about a third of her black thong tucked within her perfectly round ass.
Sammie straightened. "Hi Dina," she smiled, looked sensuously into her eyes. She glanced down at her too small t-shirt that stretched over her D cups and stopped just underneath them. "Damn, I never noticed what a hard body you are," Sammie said, admiring her long bare waist. The elastic band of her purple running shorts stretched low across her hips, low enough to reveal the top of her pubic hair if she hadn't shaved.
Sammie wrapped her arms around Dina in a hug that took Rob's girl friend by surprise. Dina's arms hung at her sides for a moment and then she tentatively raised them and encircled Sammie's shoulders.
As Dina had mentioned the month before, the only girl/girl action she had experienced was in college six years earlier when she kissed her roommate at the urging of about 15 boys at a drunken party. She hadn't come to any conclusions about whether she liked it, but of late she had given the kiss more than a passing thought. Plus, she had liked it when the gorgeous woman and that amazing hot shemale had kissed on the stage last month. But then the shemale didn't really count. Or did she?
"Mmm," Sammie purred as she hugged her tightly. "Feels good."
When they separated, Dina's face was flushed and her nipples stabbed against her t-shirt, revealing what she really thought of the tits-to-tits hug.
"Hi Rob," Sammie purred again, as her arms slipped around his shoulders. I'm anxious for the evening to begin," she said to him as well as to Dina and Dave. Then she whispered into his ear farthest from Dina, who was looking toward the stage anyway, "I've gotten off a bunch of times this month fantasizing about the taste of your cum." She pulled away from him and moved toward her chair, sitting nonchalantly as if she hadn't sent all three of her friends' hearts racing. "Anyone hear what's up tonight?"
Rob shot Dina a guilty look. Fortunately, she hadn't heard anything as she toed off her shoes and then plopped into a plush chair next to Dave. Rob stepped over to his chair and looked at Sammie who was sitting and pulling at the hem of her mini skirt, a wasted gesture since there was no material to pull down past her panties.
"I heard there is going to be a contest of some kind," Dave said enthusiastically.
"Like a drawing?" Dina asked, showing that she was still a tad on the naive side.
"Noooo," Sammie laughed. "I heard that Shooter is involved somehow."
"That guy who cums so hard?" Dina asked.
Sammie smiled, her eyebrows bobbing. "So hard, so far, so often, and so good."
"Oh yeah. I forgot," Dina giggled.
"Sure you did," Rob teased, pretending to punch her.
The usual audience of 20 male and female voyeurs sat around the stage in plush chairs and sofas, though two new women stood near its opposite side from the four friends. They looked to be in their 20s, one blond and one brunette, both wearing full-length black leather coats. They smiled and chatted as they looked around at the others.
"Wonder if they're going to wear those coats all evening." Dina wondered aloud.
"You hoping they won't?" Rob teased. He knew her fantasies were beginning to include other women and he loved to tease her about it. He figured it was just a matter of time until she admitted it to him and herself. He thought his admission that the shemale in the show last month had tweaked him a little would get her to admit it, but she still held it in.
"It's just fantasy," he had told her, but still she balked.
The lights darkened in the audience area leaving the stage bathed in a reddish hue. Thunder rolled from speakers positioned somewhere off in the dark followed by the sound of rain. A hot summer rain, Sammie thought. Then more thunder, harder rain.
Shooter walked into the light. He too was wearing a full-length leather coat. He smiled as the audience clapped enthusiastically.
"Oh my god! Shooter's in the show!" Sammie said. "I'd forgotten how good looking he is. Guess I'd always focused on his gift."
Shooter stepped up on the low stage. He strolled along each side, stopping before the two women in black leather coats. He smiled at them for a long moment and then, in one slick move, opened the flaps of his coat like a flasher, which he was. The women, who had never seen him before, smiled at the sight of semi hard cock.
As they continued to stare at it, positioned as it was at eye level, but about four feet away, he somehow made it twitch and begin to lengthen. The girls laughed and clapped excitedly along with everyone else on that side of the stage.
He continued to hold his coat open as he walked around the stage to whistles and appreciative applause.
He stopped before the four friends, stepped to the edge of the stage, and looked straight at Sammie. Without looking away, he made a ring with his thumb and index finger around the base of his cock, then slowly slid it up the shaft and over the head. Hard now, his unit bobbed and jutted straight at her.
Sammie applauded hard. "Holy shit," she breathed as Shooter smiled. Then to him: "Love the six-pack, too." He nodded and moved toward the center of the stage.
Out of the darkness the amazing beautiful shemale from last month emerged, her blond hair cascading down the back of her long leather black coat.
"Oh my God" Sammie, Dina, Rob and Dave all said in unison, then laughed.
"Good," Dave said, happy she was part of the show. The women nodded; Rob did a little.
The shemale acknowledged the crowd's enthusiastic applause with a big smile as she moved like a black panther toward the stage.
She moved across the raised arena toward the two women who now held hands. They hadn't been at the show last month and so they had no idea there was more to her than a beautiful face and a statuesque figure clad in leather. She stopped at the edge of the stage and motioned for them to move in closer.
When the two were within touching range, she bent toward them a little and pulled the top flaps of her coat open. The girls pressed against each other in expectation of this magnificent creature's body. The shemale's blond hair fell forward creating a soft golden curtain through which the girls got their first glimpse of her magnificent breasts.
Thunder boomed from the speakers as she released her right one, lifted it to her luscious mouth, then wrapped her lips around it in a deep suck, a long lick, and finally a kiss. The two girls smiled broadly, their eyes drinking in this luscious supermodel.
The shemale straightened suddenly and, in one swift movement, loosened her belt and tore open her coat to reveal her tanned, ripe tits, her long, sensual stomach, long legs, and a thick cock that thrust toward the girls as if it were a surprise armed robbery. They stood transfixed for a moment then simultaneously slapped their hands to their mouths.
As if she were a dominatrix, the shemale jabbed her finger for the two to step forward. When they were close enough, she placed her hand on the brunette's head and pulled her forward so that the girl had no choice but to take the cock into her mouth. As the crowd cheered, the shemale thrust it in and out three times and then sidestepped to do the same to the blond. As that one sucked at the deep thrusts, Shooter stepped forward and motioned for the brunet to come up on the stage. The shemale extracted her long dick slowly from the blond and directed her to come up.
'This is going to be so fucking hot," Sammie said, rubbing the heels of her hands on her slightly parted thighs. The folds of her unbuttoned blouse revealed one nipple, which Rob peered at with a lecherous smile.
"I still don't know about this shemale business," he said, looking back to the stage.
"Well," Sammie laughed, "your hard-on knows for sure."
"Hmm," Dina said teasingly, looking at the front of his pants.
"What do you mean, 'hmm'?" Rob shot back. "They weren't my nipples that were hard after hugging Sammie."
"I was cold."
"Right. Doesn't explain the hot, flushed face."
"Hey you, two," Sammie laughed. "It's all fantasy. Don't ruin the moment."
"I'm not questioning nothin'," Dave said, his hand busy inside his pants.
Everyone laughed and resumed watching the action.
Shooter and the shemale had moved behind the girls and were reaching around to undo their leather belts.
"Where does the club get these people?" Sammie breathed when Shooter and the shemale opened the coat flaps. "They always have the hottest bodies."
The brunette's body was svelte, obviously aerobically trained, her dark skin indicating she was of Mediterranean descent. Her breasts were full with areolas the size of small saucers.
"Ooo," Sammy said in that purr. "I like that one. Love them big nips."
"That's where I'm coming from," Dave agreed.
The blond possessed a round, plush body that might be considered heavy by some standards. Mildly rubenesque, her stomach was soft, her thighs round and full, but her selling point, and most would definitely buy, were her breasts.
"Wow," Dina whispered. "Look at her rack. Those must double Gs. Dang!"
"You like those?" Rob asked, teasingly.
"Oh yes," Dina said, oblivious to the tease.
When Rob smiled at her knowingly she realized what she had said and blushed for the second time in 10 minutes.
"Well?" Rob said, lifting his eyebrows.
"Okay, okay. I like them. Happy?"
"Are you happy? Don't you feel freer when you can be yourself?"
She grinned and punched him.
Up on the stage the four performers had opened their overcoats and moved together in a writhing, sensual group hug. While the audience could only see their overcoat-covered backsides, they applauded their approval knowing that the exhibitionists' naked fronts were grinding happily.
After a minute of rubbing breasts, stomachs, thighs, and hard cocks against one another, the four faces came together in a tongue lapping four-way kiss.
"I can't believe Shooter is kissing the shemale," Rob mused without disgust.
Dave had scooted his pants down around his ankles and was now rubbing at the bulge that strained against his red briefs. "Hey, as gorgeous as the girls are, the shemale is even better looking. He's probably so horny right now with all the sumptuous naked flesh and hot wet tongues that he doesn't care. I know I wouldn't."
Dina giggled, her right hand playing under her t-shirt, her eyes glued to the stage.
The red lighting dissolved, replaced by an icey blue hue that bathed the actors in a coolness that belied the rising temperatures on the stage and in the crowd. The sound of rain grew louder and when a crack of thunder ripped through the room causing everyone to jump, the actors simultaneously took one step back and, without losing eye contact with one another, stripped their overcoats off and flung them to each corner of the stage.
The crowd cheered.
Sammie laughed. "Usually it's so quiet during the stage shows, but not tonight."
Rob laughed, too, as he looked at how she had scooted down in her chair, hiked her skirt up around her waist and spread her legs apart. She was rubbing her hands on the insides of her taught thighs near her panties.
"What?" she asked him with fake innocence.
"Nothing. I just like the visual, that's all. I'm a panties freak."
"Oh really?" She slid her hands slowly up her thighs, then lightly rubbed one hand over her mound and then her other. "You like it too, Dina?" Sammie said when she saw Rob's girlfriend peering around his shoulder.
"Maybe," Dina said with a smile.
"Look," Dave said, drawing everyone's attention back to the stage.
Except for the red thong worn by the blond and the white one on the brunette, all four were naked. Shooter, the shemale, and the brunette began to slowly circling the rubenesque blond, their hands trailing on her body as they moved around her. The blond's arms hung at her sides, her legs slightly parted. She made eye contact with each one as they passed, her chest heaving in arousal.
Hands stroked across her shoulders, huge breasts, round belly, large but amazing perfect ass, and her thighs. Then, as if on cue, they stopped circling.
The shemale pressed her breasts against the blond's back and her cock against her ass. Then as Shooter and the brunette each scooped up one of the blond's ponderous tits and began sucking hungrily, the shemale gently turned the lucky girl's head and kissed her long and sloppily.
Even before a minute had passed the blond's body trembled and her legs shook as if she were about to collapse. The three mouths sucked and kissed for another minute, which was clearly driving the big girl mad. Then just when it looked as if she couldn't take it any longer, the brunette slipped her hand under the trembling girl's thong and rubbed her pussy with quick fingers. That did it: the blond humped her hips forward against the girl's hand as mouths sucked even more desperately at her swollen nipples and a tongued tantalized the inside of her mouth.
"Oooohhhhhhh fuuuuuck!" the blond cried out over the rain as her body went rigid and then limp, making her stumble back a step.
The crowd cheered. Every audience member was now half naked and either teasing themselves or in full masturbation. Glazed eyes watched the stage and at whoever sat on the left and right. When the sound of the amplified storm subsided occasionally, moans, groans and the sound of slapping skin could be heard.
Dave was busy with his cock toy that he had first used last month. He slowly slid the rubber tube up and down his hard-on, occasionally giving the head extra attention with short strokes.
Dina had completely removed her top, much to Dave's delight, and slid her running shorts down far enough to reveal her shaved pussy. She looked almost intoxicated as she sucked one D-cupped nipple and rubbed herself.
Rob had unfastended his pants and was stroking his cock with just enough pressure to keep his large dick jutting straight up.
Sammie had opened her blouse all the way and, by rolling her shoulders forward a little, was able to squish her marshmallow-like breasts together so that her nipples touched each other. This allowed her to rub both with a thumb and index finger as her other hand stroked the outside of her black panties.
Up on the stage the brunette had been guided by the others to get on her knees and spread them apart so that she was low enough to easily take Shooters big cock in her mouth as he stood at her side. Holding the base of his big tool, he guided it into the wet warmth where she tongued it briefly before he slowly extracted it. She turned to the other side where the shemale, down on her knees, too, stuck her tongue between the brunette's pillowy lips. The girl sucked it in as far as she could go, and then slowly sucked her way back off the tip. Then she turned back to Shooter's cock, slipping it back into her mouth.
The voluptuous blond balanced on her knees behind her friend, her giant breasts squished against her back. She reached around the brunette with one hand to stroke one of her saucer-like areolas, while her other hand extended under the smaller girl's round ass between her legs to caress the top of her pussy.
It took the brunette two minutes longer to cum than the blond but only because she was deliberately holding herself back as she basked trance-like in a place where all that existed was a cock on her left, a tongue on her right, two huge, soft tits pressed against her back, and the delicious sensation emanating from her huge nipple and between her legs.
She exploded in a body shimmy, made even more intense by the blond's tongue that licked the sides of her neck in long, wet strokes, and the shemale's tongue that licked her face as Shooter rubbed the head of his cock on her cheeks and across her lips.
"Aaaa," Dave moaned, as he pulled his toy off his lotion-covered cock, thrust his hips completely off his chair and shot a stream of cum straight into his face. A second one hit his neck and two more landed on his stomach.
"Damn!" Dina said with delight and awe leaning toward him and looking wide-eyed at the cum splatter. "I mean.shit! You're as good as Shooter. Damn! Who knew?"
Dave, trying to breathe, was unable to speak for a moment.
"You came on your own face," Dina said pointing. "I love it."
Dave shook his head as if to awaken. "Whew. I hadn't done anything for a few days." He wiped cum from the side of his face with a tissue from his pocket.
Dina's moved her hand back to her pussy. "Have you ever cum in your own mouth?" she breathed.
"Yes. An old girl friend liked that. I'd do it and she would lick it off my face or nasty kiss me when it hit my mouth."
"Oooh," Dina's eyes widened as she looked at Dave. "Oooooo," Her stomach quaked and one of her legs stiffened. "Oh shiiit! Shiiiiit!"
"Oh my," Dave said watching her writhe.
It was no secret that he had been attracted to her from the beginning. And here she was cumming from something he had said and done. He darted his eyes toward Rob, but her boyfriend hadn't noticed since he was talking with Sammie who was putting on a show for him. Dave didn't know what to say or do so he looked back toward the stage. "Look what's happening now."
The shemale and Shooter were standing side-by-side, both with their legs slightly apart, both with cocks jutting straight and hard. The blond knelt in front of the shemale and the brunette before Shooter. As if they had rehearsed, the girls reached out with one hand to cup the balls before them and with their other they began to slow-stroke the cocks.
Shooter draped his arm over the shemale's shoulder and began squeezing one her breasts. When a couple audience members laughed, the confirmed straight man just shrugged as if to say, I don't give a shit. The two who had laughed applauded.
When the cocks were impossibly harder, each girl engulfed hers and sucked slowly and deliciously. For the first time since the show began, the rain and thunder sound effects subsided so that everyone could hear the wet oral sounds.
Out in the crowd, the half dozen audience members who had already orgasmed, including Dave and Dina, were once again stroking with those who had yet to explode.
After a couple of minutes, the brunette and blond stood and turned their partners so that they faced each other, their cocks head to head. Shooter was a little hesitant to move in close so the brunette pushed him gently forward until his erection, because he was a couple inches taller, lay across the top of the shemale's.
The brunette then leaned her tits against Shooter 's back, reached around, and gripped the two overlaid cocks. The brunette reached around the shemale, gripping the dicks with her hand next to her friend's. Then working together, the girls moved their hands back and forth double stroking the long dicks as the respective owners threw their heads back and groaned.
"I'd love to see them cum on each other," Sammie wheezed has she fingered herself under her panties. "I've never seen that."
"Me too," Dave said, stroking his dick with his hand this time. Rob and Dina said nothing, their concentration focused on the show.
The brunette pulled Shooter and the shemale back so that once again they were standing side-by-side. Both looked frustrated and ready to cum. It had been a long show.
The blond sat down in front of them Indian style and smiled her radiance as she focused her gaze on the hard cocks. The brunette moved around behind her friend and guided her to lean back on her elbows, her legs extended out on the floor toward the cocks. She looked at Shooter and the shemale, and pointed toward the blond's mouth and smiled.
Shooter shook his head and moved back a step.
"That's the contest!" Dave almost yelled. "A cum shooting contest."
"Shooter will blow her out of the water," Sammie said. "I've seen him shoot eight feet easily."
"What a night," Dina said massaging both her breasts. "This is almost too much."
The shemale moved back a step to match Shooter and then a half step more.
The crowd roared.
The brunette kissed the blond passionately and then moved behind the contestants who began stroking. She reached around the shemale and tweaked her nipples and ground her hips against the hard butt. Then she moved over to Shooter and did the same to him as he jacked. The blond held her position on the floor and extended her tongue teasingly.
They were stroking fast now, both giving each other the occasional competitive look. The brunette caressed both their butts and brushed both of them with her tits.
Shooter's stomach began quaking and then his hips began to haunch. He gave it a couple more hard fast strokes and then grabbed the base of his dick as his cum shot in one long stream through the air and splattered on the blond's heaving melons. A second shot hit her in the neck and a third landed on her belly. She laughed with delight and the crowd roared, some chanting "Shooter! Shooter!" Someone shouted, "A nine footer!"
The shemale was pumping hard. Her tits jiggled and her face flushed with perspiration. Behind him, the brunette leaned down and ran her tongue along the crack of her quivering ass.
"Ughh!" the shemale grunted as a huge glob shot straight up and landed on the blond's thighs. Then a second stream flew. And flew and flew and flew until it splattered onto the girls extended tongue, across her nose, and onto her right cheek. A third landed on her tits mingling with Shooter's.
"Holy shit!" Sammie and Dave cried in unison.
Then just Sammie, "She beat Shooter. She beat Shooter. Ten feet easy!"
"A new champion is born," someone cried from the other side of the stage.
"Look," Dina said, pointing. "Shooter said something to the brunette and now he's stroking again.
The brunette scooted around behind the blond and pushed her friend into an upright sitting position. Both girls watched shooter as he walked toward them bowlegged like a gunslinger, his hand stroking his cock, one that had not lost its erection. The brunette reached around and scooped up both of her friends big tits and bounced them in her hands teasingly.
The former champion straddled the blond's outstretched legs and continued to advance forward. When he was directly over her huge rack, his cock rock hard, his oversized balls swinging inches from the girls' faces, he once again stopped stroking and grabbed the base of his dick.
The brunette reached around with her hands and spread her friend's mouth open.
Angling himself just right, Shooter aimed another long stream of cum into the pretty girl's mouth and over the brunette's fingers. Then a shorter stream.
As the chubby blond girl rubbed at her pussy in frenzy, the brunette madly licked and kissed the side of her friend's ecstatic face as she rubbed the cum all over the girl's lips, tongue and cheeks.
"Oh my." Dina breathed, rubbing herself with equal frenzy. "Oh that looks good. Oh that looks good."
"That wasn't even 20 seconds after his first cum shot." Sammie said. "He's a god."
The shemale acknowledged his opponent's skill with a nod and a vivacious smile. She reached for his arm and held it high as someone shouted from the audience. "Tie! It was a tie!" The roar of the crowd agreed.
Shooter smiled but then was taken by surprise when the shemale hugged him.
"Damn," Dave said when they separated. I think Shooter is getting hard again.
On the floor the two girls kissed feverishly, their tongues swapping cum back and forth. When they ran dry, the brunette scooped some up off the blond's breasts with her mouth and frenched that onto her friend's tongue.
From the audience, the sound of orgasms: moans, gasps, cries, grunts.
The shemale dropped down onto her all fours by the girls, and commenced licking cum from the brunette's belly and thigh. Her mouth full, she lifted one of the ponderous breasts and let cum slowly ooze from her mouth onto the nipple. She then reached up and kissed the smiling blond and then returned to the breast to slurp the cum back into her eager mouth.
She watched the two girls tongue spar for a moment and then joined them in a three-way kiss and cum swap.
Their hands stroked, squeezed and caressed each other tits, cock, asses and balls as their mouths mingled in the nastiest kiss of all.
A few minutes later, after the exhibitionists had left the stage to the club's largest applause ever, the four friends, unusually quite, cleaned themselves from their A-bomb orgasms.
"Did anyone else think that they might have a heart attack?" Sammy asked.
"I think I did have one," Rob said. He was a little disappointed that Sammie had been distracted from watching him.
"Next month, gang?" Dave asked zipping up.
"Oh yes," all three answered. "We're cumming."
Author: Christopher |
