“I’ve got some nibbles ready for you guys!”
The four of them heard Mr. Geraghty shout up the stair case and they stared at each other in shock. Manning and Smith jumped to their feet and started to fire their clothes on roughly.
“Hope you guys don’t mind chicken skewers. We’re a bit low on food at the minute.”
Geraghty’s voice became louder as he moved up the stairs carrying the trays of food.
“Hurry the fuck up!” Smith hissed at Brady as Jennifer’s pussy milked him dry of his specimen. He jumped from the bed and began to fire his pants on without his boxers. Jennifer whipped the duvet up over her naked body as Smith buttoned his shirt and fired her dressing gown across to the far side of the bed.
Brady straightened his shirt out just as Geraghty opened the door of his daughter’s room and walked in holding a silver tray lined with chicken. He looked at the three doctors for a second before smiling.
“Gosh, we should really open a window or something up here. You guys are starting to sweat. I hope you’re not coming down with something yourselves!” He laughed.
“Oh thanks Mr. Geraghty, you really do look after us too well!” Brady exclaimed as he grabbed a piece of chicken and headed straight out the door of the room.
“You sure do Sir, unfortunately we can’t hang around. Just got a page. Emergency down at the hospital, you know what it’s like.” Manning panted as he quickly followed suit.
“Just call if you ever need us again. Oh and I would advise no school for Jennifer for at least a week. She needs plenty of rest.” Just like that Smith had followed as Geragthy thanked them for their work.
“Wow, it must be a real emergency. I never even paid them for their work!” Geragthy chuckled as he turned to leave the tray down on the chest of drawers before he stopped.
He furrowed his brow as he left the tray on the ground and picked up a gold ring.
“What the hell is this?” He asked.
“Oh that’s just mine Daddy. I bought it the other day when I was out.” Jennifer lied.
“But it says ‘Smith’ on it in tiny letters on the inside?”
Geraghty looked around the room as he walked around it. Jennifer knew the game was up when he held a ripped thong in his left hand and a pair of Calvin Klein boxers in his right hand.
The truth will set you free.
Story 4
Selena had thought that the bet would be an easy win. After all, her friends really weren’t that vindictive, where they?
They knew how much pride she took in her innocence. Sure, they teased her about the fact that she would never put herself in a situation that would cause her to jeopardize her virtue, but they still enjoyed her company.
Then again, they were always tempting and at the time she had made that bet, her guard was down. It seemed so simple a win, that she was tempted. Perhaps her friends knew that and maybe it was rigged, but the problem now wasn’t so much what the stupid bet was. Rather, it was that her friends were making her stick to her end of the deal.
Of course, if she didn’t, it would be a weak move. In addition to her morality, Selena was also very honest. She couldn’t stand to think of herself as a person who didn’t go through with things, after an arrangement was made, which she was sure her friends played upon.
She hated that about herself, since it made it very difficult to do certain things, but that was the way she was raised. It was in her blood and for that, she knew that she was going to have to go through with it.
“It’s going to be fun…” Gwen, the leader of their little group told her, yelling from the bathroom, as they got ready to go that morning, before everyone else arrived.
“Fun?” Selena answered, slipping on her short, frilly skirt, which would be easy to rip off and button-down shirt, making her look like a naughty schoolgirl.
She looked at herself in the mirror and realized that her thin, muscular legs and full bosom made a seductive appeal, but the rationale behind that first, basic instinct to be sexy told her that she looked ridiculous. After all, she had far surpassed her schooldays and was far too old to still be a virgin. She realized that and owned it, but that didn’t mean that she had to like the way that she was finally going to give herself away.
Still, that was the way that the gameshow wanted and so, that was what she had to do.
“That’s not the point,” Selena answered as she began to fold her necktie into place. She rolled her eyes, immediately frustrated with it, before deciding that she should have opted for the clip-on.
It was then that her friend finished up in the bathroom and came out to help.
She grabbed the tie out of Selena’s hands and draped her arms around her neck, while the tie fell into place. Gwen then began to expertly fold the piece of cloth into place. “Then what is the point?” She asked.
Selena thought about this for a moment, before she shrugged, “I’m not really sure. I just…”
Before she could finish, Selena sighed and blinked with a sense of sincerity before she caught the attention of her friend and looked her in the eyes, “Don’t tell anyone I told you this, but if you want, I could easily tell the girls that I found you throwing up profusely and that there is no way that you would be able to make it through the show. I’m sure they would never take you again and therefore, by default, you would be able to keep your end of the deal.” She shrugged.
Selena seriously thought about it, but eventually, she decided that lying was far too much of a long-term commitment.
Besides her vow of chastity, until this point, of course, Selena had never been good at keeping her long-term commitments and therefore, she tried to stay away from them. She didn’t want to make a mistake that would stay with her and make her unhappy for the rest of her life.
She didn’t want that kind of pressure dogging her day in and day out.
She told herself that she didn’t want the commitment, which was why she finally shook her head and answered, “No. I’m going to do it,” just as there was an obnoxious knock on her apartment door, but deep down, she knew that there was something a little different. She actually wanted to do this. She wasn’t sure what would come of this, or even why she chose this way, but even though she would never even admit it to herself, after all of these years of sitting on the sidelines, along with her abstinence; for which she could give no real reason, she was intrigued by this opportunity.
This prompted Gwen to shrug and whisper, “Last chance,” before waiting a moment then finally going to open the door.
***
After a few seconds, the door flung open and the girls barreled inside. They were chatting excitedly, while Selena continued to get ready in silence.
If they’re so excited about this, why don’t they sign up? She thought as she tried to figure out her hair situation. She had always had beautiful, flowing, long golden locks, which cascaded over her shoulders and hung down around her buttocks, but today, she wondered if it would be better to play the part as a straight-laced woman who is seduced into corruption; after all, she could draw from experience.
Why are you even worrying about it? She asked herself. The studio probably won’t like what you wear anyway. You could probably show up in sweats and a t-shirt and they wouldn’t change your look any.
She silently sighed after deciding to just throw her hair up in a tight bun and made her way out the door with her friends.
The place where the pay-per-view pornography game show was being filmed was not far from her home. In fact, it was such a strange location for something like that to take place that she grew slightly concerned when they pulled up.
The address of the studio was right in the middle of suburbia. In fact, it melded into the background so well that she was almost certain that she had passed this building hundreds of times, without being any of the wiser.
“This doesn’t look so…X-rated,” Selena mentioned as they pulled up to the building, “Are you sure this is the right place?”
“It’s everywhere…” Gwen answered mystically, raising her eyebrows and staring into the rear-view mirror, “You just have to know where to look.” Her lips slid into a smile, fully exposing her teeth, before pushing her way out of the car.
Selena was ushered out with her posy of giggling, fully-grown women, who were acting more like teenagers sneaking in to see a movie.
Despite what she said and how she acted, it was amusing to Selena and she too was curious about how the whole situation was going to unfold.
The girls went into the studio, just a little early, before the live audience was set to arrive.
Immediately, the producer came out, much like Selena imagined any producer to act. He threw his hands up in the air and answered, “There you are! You, my dear, are the star of the show. If there is no woman to pick the man of the hour, then there is no show? Do you hear me? Good! Let’s go.” He then grasped ahold of Selena’s wrist and made his way towards a black door, which she supposed led to the dressing room; that is if something like this had a dressing room. She wasn’t sure.
In fact, she wasn’t entirely sure about anything that she was going to do. This was completely and wholly out of character for her. However, deep down, she was really liking the freedom that it provided to her.
Before her, she saw what looked like a beauty salon chair, with other men, who certainly did not appear to be in the porn profession, not that she would really know, but would definitely assume, who were looking her up and down.
The producer joined them, staring at her inquisitively, judgmentally, until finally the producer replied, “That will do. I like the flirtatious style that she has going for her. It tells the men to come and get her, but once they jump in the ring, she will play hard to get, until finally, she will succumb and become the best lover that they have ever had the experience of taking into their arms.”
Feeling content with that description, Selena could not help but smile. She wondered what it was going to be like, but had no idea what to ask, since this certainly wasn’t her domain. So, she just stood back and tried to take it all in.
The two men then welcomed her into the chair and then began to apply a little bit of makeup to her face, but Selena was pleased to see that they maintained her natural beauty. She wasn’t sure why she was so happy about it, but she figured that was a plus, so she took it. Any confirmation that she was not going to hate this experience was a good thing though and therefore, she decided that she was going to take whatever she could get.
Once her makeup was finished, she was led back out to where the stage was going to be set. She was led over to a large chair in the middle of the room, with a very suave desk sitting in front of it. The desk itself looked enchanting and delightful, while the desk called to her, readily and enticingly.
Perhaps it was only because she had sex on the mind that she was able to allow her mind to wander, taking in the possibilities.
When she was seated at the desk, she was not facing the crowd. In fact, her back was towards them, but that was alright. She didn’t really want to have to watch all of those people, who were darkened at the moment, while she immersed herself in passion and tried her best to have a good time.
Instead, she was facing three doors, which were different colors. One had the name of Axel, one with the name of Heath and one which bore the name of Trayvon. Above the names, the title of the show was carved out, Who Would You Do?
Again, Selena smiled and tried to figure out what exactly she was going to gain from this experience. She knew what she was going to lose, but after all of this time, maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing. So, she continued to focus on what was going on instead of delving to deeply into her own head.
The stage manager came up to her and said, “We’re on in five!” before he walked off of the stage.
In that span of time, she heard the whispering of the still darkened crowd grow a little more intent while others called for quiet on the set.
Eventually, a man came out, who was supposed to be the host, Selena presumed, and told her that she was going to have a great time. Selena smiled at him, trying to believe it herself, but as the seconds ticked by, she just wasn’t sure how she felt. A part of her wanted to believe that she was happy and having an unexpected bout of excitement. Perhaps that was the reason that she felt as though the whole world was turning on its head.
A part of her felt nauseous, but a part of her knew that it was just butterflies in her stomach. After all, she had done her best to keep away from such temptations and now, she was allowing these men to try and seduce her, with the hopes that she would choose them to lose her virginity to. There was a lot to be nervous about. It was pretty high stakes for a bet.
Just then, the lights turned on and the cameraman started counting down from five.
***
This is it…She thought as she smiled at the rush of people who began to scream and chant the second that the man put his finger down to one.
She hoped that the makeup that the men had applied was successful in helping to cover her face enough so that no one would see that all the color had probably drained from her face.
The announcer explained the rules of the game and introduced Selena by her seductive pseudonym, in an effort to conceal her identity, before introducing the men.
Even though the doors did not open, each of the men’s names were read aloud and she wondered if they were also these men’s real names. It would be quite entertaining, she imagined, if they were not. She wasn’t sure why she felt this way, but all she wanted to do was become enticed by them. Perhaps it was the ambiance, or the ultimate goal to this game, which would end with her on her back, or it was something else entirely, but she found that she was actually looking forward to this experience. The closer it got to the inevitable end, the more she decided she was willing to allow herself to enjoy how she got there.
“This game,” the announcer explained, “Will test the will of this young woman’s mind, heart and body, before she chooses the man who will ravish it. All five senses will be put to the test as she decides which man she would like to take her for the very first time….This is Who Would You Do? The only game where the contestant is the only one who cannot lose!”
Although she wasn’t exactly sure why, Selena took comfort in that, knowing that she was guaranteed to have a good time.
“The first challenge of the show, will deal with the virgin’s mind and hearing. This is the first interaction she will have with our men.”
There were loud cheers from the audience and right on cue, a card popped up from a little slit in the desk. She peered at it with intrigue before she took the card the rest of the way out and read it aloud, “If you could describe yourself to me in one word, what could it be?”
The first door on the right chimed instantly, as though he had pressed a buzzer of some sort, before he answered in a deep-throated, sexy voice, “Lecherous…”
Then, right after the last syllable was uttered, the bell went off again, this time from the last door. A younger, yet seductive voice answered, “Sybaritic…”
After that, the middle door rang its bell and the man behind it, sounding slightly sillier in his answer replied, “Wanton…”
There were a few chuckles from the crowd and Selena was amused, but the response from the door was the same man asking, “Permission to speak, Gorgeous?”
The crowed oohed a little and grew excited when he spoke, which yet again, made Selena smile before she answered, “Yes, Heath?”
“I would like to explain my word. I am wanton…Unrestrained and sexually exciting. I do not think of myself as a menu item of every Chinese restaurant menu…delicious as they may be.”
Once again, she felt herself succumb to laughter as she stared at the door the man was behind. Something about this man made her like him. She got the feeling that he didn’t take everything so serious, which was good news. For once, she began to loosen up. She wasn’t quite sure if she wanted him for a lover o
r not, but she was defiantly willing to give him a chance.
However, even though the show quickly moved forward, the host did not ask for any kind of scoring system or even a clear winner, another card just popped out of the slot. She plucked it the rest of the way out before she read what was written on it. “What do you believe is the most sensual part of the body?”
Without hesitation, the middle door chimed and Heath answered, “The lips…and I will leave you to ponder which it is I mean.”
Then, immediately after, the first door chimed and the man answered, in his sexy, gravelly voice, “We are not here to be elusive. To me, the most sensual part of the body are the breasts. There is so much…provocation that can be derived from the breasts and I would love to show you exactly what I mean.”
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