Solids & Stripes
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The Sex games game room -- an intimate studio. The Sex Wheel, a multi-colored, paneled, vertical wheel stands against a wall in the back of the room. The panels read: Digital Pleasure, Oral Pleasure, Sex, and Bound Sex. A table with a deck of cards stands in the middle of the room.
On each side of the table are Chris and Fatima. Chris is a clean-cut white male wearing a blue polo shirt and khaki shorts. Fatima is a curvy Brazilian beauty wearing a black, one-shoulder, club mini dress.
Kitty, the host, a busty mixed-raced British woman with an East London accent enters wearing a leopard print leotard body suit and six-inch heels.
“Welcome to another edition of Sex Games! We have a handsome young man and a beautiful young lady ready to play!”
Chris and Fatima clap.
“Let's meet the contestants!”
Kitty gestures towards Chris.
“To my right is Chris, a corporate management executive from Los Angeles!”
Chris waves and does a 360. Fatima claps.
“Chris enjoys candle light dinners, walks on the beach, and squirting big loads over beautiful women!”
Kitty gestures towards Fatima.
“To my left is Fatima from Rio de Janeiro!”
Fatima grabs her dress and gyrates her hips. She twerks. Chris' eyes bulge as he claps.
“Fatima grew up in a favela, works as a carnival dancer, and loves making rock hard cocks cum everywhere!”
Chris develops a big grin.
“It's time to spin the Sex Wheel!”
Chris and Fatima clap.
“To determine who will do so, we're gonna draw cards from the deck.”
Chris and Fatima step up to the table.
“In the interests of fun, each contestant will draw five cards. Best poker hand wins! Ladies first!”
Fatima draws a card and places it face down, followed by Chris. They alternate until each has drawn their full allotment.
“Let's see what we have!”
Chris and Fatima turn over their cards. Chris has a 2 of clubs, a 3 of hearts, a 4 of diamonds, a 5 of spades, and a 6 of clubs.
“Chris has a straight.”
Fatima has a King of diamonds, an Ace of spades, a King of clubs, an Ace of diamonds, and a King of hearts.
Chris scratches his chin.
“Geez: That's one helluva random draw.”
Fatima jumps up and down, her boobs nearly busting out of her dress.
“Fatima has a Full House! Winner! Come on down to the Sex Wheel!”
Fatima steps up to the Sex Wheel. Kitty addresses her.
“Let's go through the options.”
Fatima eagerly nods.
“Manual Pleasure: The loser pleasures the winner with his or her hands.”
“Like a handjob?”
“You catch on fast.”
“At Sex Games, anything can happen. Think outside the box, if you know what I mean.”
Kitty points at the next panel.
“Oral Pleasure: The loser orally pleasures the winner. In this country, we call that a blow job or pussy eating.”
“Sex: Need I explain?”
Fatima shakes her head.
“Finally, Bound Sex: The loser gets restrained and the winner has his or her way!”
Chris scratches his chin and grins.
“Time to spin the Sex Wheel!”
Fatima spins the Sex Wheel. Chris claps and cheers.
“Sex! Sex! Sex!”
Fatima giggles. The needle lands on Sex. Chris falls to his knees.
“There is a God!”
“Sex it is! You are getting laid!”
Chris and Fatima clap. Kitty addresses both.
“However, we're gonna add a twist. The loser must manually and orally pleasure the winner to orgasm, followed by sex until orgasm.”
Chris cracks his knuckles and takes a deep breath.
“Chris: Do you think you're up to rising to the occasion?”
“We may as well find out!”
“On to the Strip Round! We'll be playing Strip Pool.”
Kitty walks over to a pool table with two cues and the balls set in a triangle. Chris and Fatima each take a cue.
“Before we get into the rules, I would like to give a shout out to Johnson Pool Cues, which graciously provided this set up.”
Kitty assumes character.
“Johnson Pool Cues: You'll always sink your balls with a Big Johnson.”
Raucous applause and cheering. Chris fist pumps.
“Johnson! Johnson! Johnson!”
Fatima clasps her hands with stars in her eyes.
“I love me some big Johnson!”
“The objective is to put all of your balls into the pockets and then sink the 8 Ball. The first ball sunk by each contestant is free. No clothes come off.”
Fatima has a puzzled look on her face.
“From thereafter, one article of clothing comes off the opponent for each ball sunk.”
Fatima develops a relieved look.
“If you sink the Eight Ball before you've sunk your other balls, you automatically lose and all of your clothes come off!”
Chris raises his hand. Kitty looks at him.
“What happens if you scratch?”
“Your opponent gets to grope you for 10 seconds.”
Chris and Fatima eye each other knowingly.
“It's time for the clothes to come off! Fatima spun the wheel, so Chris gets to break.”
Chris takes aim at the cue ball. He breaks. The balls disperse. The solid green 6 ball enters a corner pocket. Kitty takes note.
“Chris is solids. One down. Fatima will be disrobing from hereafter.”
A digital scoreboard shows Chris 1 Fatima 0. Chris lines up the red 3 ball and sinks it in a side pocket. The scoreboard shows Chris 2 Fatima 0. Kitty looks at Fatima.
“Alright Fatima: Please remove an article of clothing.”
Fatima seductively pulls off her dress, revealing giant breasts, a garter belt holding up black stockings, and black satin panties adorned with jewelry. She twirls. Chris' eyes pop out and a pronounced bulge forms in his shorts.
Kitty admires Fatima.
“Very impressive! If I was Chris, I'd sink the 8 ball right now!”
Chris lines up the orange 5 ball. He strikes. The 5 ball bounces off the pocket.
“Fatima: You're up!”
Fatima leans over the table to line up the purple-striped 14 ball. Chris checks her out. Fatima drills it into the pocket.
The scoreboard shows Chris 2 Fatima 1.
“Chris will be disrobing from this point forward.”
Fat ima mentally undresses him.
“I wanna see what you're packing, Big Boy!”
Fatima lines up the red striped 11 ball and sinks it in a side pocket. The scoreboard shows Chris 2 Fatima 2. She holds the cue seductively as she watches Chris.
“Shirt comes off.”
Chris pulls off his polo revealing toned abs. Fatima lines up the blue-striped 12 ball. She drains it in a corner pocket. The scoreboard shows Fatima 3 Chris 2.
Chris undoes his shorts and they fall to the ground, revealing a fig leaf jock. He is visibly aroused.
“In three shots, Fatima has reduced Chris to just a fig leaf.”
Fatima bends over to line up the orange-striped 13 ball. Chris ogles her curves and takes note.
Fatima strikes the cue ball. The 13 ball glances off the side pocket.
“Chris gets a reprieve! Let's see if he can get Fatima naked!”
Chris lines up the solid blue 2 ball. He drains it in a corner pocket. The scoreboard shows Fatima 3 Chris 3.
Fatima unclips her garter belt. She twirls, twerks, and does an extended tongue lip. Chris' eyes nearly explode.
Chris lines up the solid yellow 1 ball. He sinks it in a side pocket. The scoreboard shows Chris 4 Fatima 3. He gives Fatima the 'How Do You Like Me Now?' look. Kitty fans herself.
“Panties! My oh my! The sexual tension is off the charts!”
Fatima slowly and seductively removes her satin panties, revealing a Brazilian waxed pussy. She tosses her panties to Chris, who catches them. He admires them, smells them, and rubs them against his crotch. He tosses them aside.
“Fatima's down to her stockings! If Chris sinks this, he's the winner!”
Chris, sweaty and breathing hard, lines up the solid maroon 7 ball. He is distracted by Fatima, who bends over. He re-lines the 7 ball up. He strikes. The cue ball glances off the 7 ball and ends up in the corner pocket.
“Scratch! Fatima: You have 10 seconds to grope Chris!”
Fatima approaches Chris. Kitty starts the timer.
Fatima stands behind Chris, feels up his upper body with one hand, and rubs the fig leaf jock with her other hand.
“I love your body, baby! Mind if I check out your package?”
Fatima reaches into Chris' jock and strokes his penis. Chris' eyes roll into the back of his head. Kitty fans herself.
“Time! Fatima: Your shot!”
Fatima bends over at a 90-degree angle to line up her shot, the blue-striped 10 ball. Chris stands behind her to admire the view. She strikes the cue ball and sinks the 10 ball into a corner pocket. The scoreboard shows Fatima 4 Chris 3.
“Jock comes off!”
Chris pulls down his jock, revealing a black felt cover over his penis and testicles. He gyrates his hips.
“This is it! If Fatima sinks the 8 ball, she's the winner!”
Fatima lines up the 8 ball and taps the side pocket.
She strikes the cue ball and drains the 8 ball in the side pocket.
“We have a winner!”
Fatima approaches Chris. She removes the black felt cover over his package, revealing a fully erect circumcised 8-inch penis. She strokes it.
“Time for the Sex Round! Chris must orally pleasure Fatima until she orgasms! Then he must fuck her until she orgasms a second time!”
Kitty gestures to Chris.
“Get down in there!”
Chris goes down on Fatima. She sighs.
“Oh yes! More! More! More!”
Chris picks her up and places her on her back on the pool table. He goes to town on her vagina. Fatima strokes his cock. She squeals in delight.
“Ahhh! Oh yes! Keep giving it to me! Oh, I want your cock!”
Chris gets onto the table. He rolls Fatima over into a 69 position. He resumes working on her twat. She strokes and sucks his cock. Kitty observes.
“Sixty-nine on the pool table! Bet that's not the first time that's happened on this one!”
Chris, sweaty, breathes hard. Fatima writhes in ecstasy.
“Ohh yes! I'm so close! Keep going! Yessssssss! I'm cumming!”
Fatima jerks Chris's penis. He blows a massive load.
“Ahhhhhhh! Oh shit!”
Chris takes a deep breath.
Chris gets off the pool table and admires the pearly viscous load he produced all over Fatima's bust.
“That's a finalist for the the Greatest Squirts Collection.”
Fatima sits up on the pool table with her legs closed. Kitty folds her arms and gives Chris the look.
“Well Mr. Chris, your work is not yet complete. You still need to give an old fashioned rogering to Ms. Fatima!”
Fatima spreads her legs and makes the 'Come Get It' finger gesture to Chris. He shrugs.
“If you insist.”
Chris approaches Fatima. She rolls on her stomach and strokes his cock. His penis re-engorges. She sucks it. He places his hand on her head.
“Even though I lost, I think I actually won.”
Fatima increases the pace of the blowjob. Chris is erect.
“Chris wastes no time answering the bell! It's time for some fucking! Doggy!”
Fatima turns over and gets on her hands and knees on the pool table. Chris enters her from behind. She squeals in delight.
“Fuck yeah! It feels so good!”
Chris smacks her ass.
“You really seem to have a thing for my penis!”
“Oh my God! I've never had anything like it!”
“That's hard to believe but, hey, there's a first for everything!”
Chris increases the fucking pace. He slaps her ass.
“Yes! Fuck me hard! How you doing baby? I got one position left!”
“Turn me over then!”
Chris pulls out. Fatima rolls onto her back. Chris sticks his cock into her. He resumes fucking her and fingers her clit.
“Make me cum! Yes! Almost there! Yesss! I'm cumming!”
Kitty takes note.
“Things are nearing a climax!”
Chris increases the pace of intercourse. He's sweaty and breathing hard. His vision is blurry. He groans.
“Blow all over me!”
Chris, soaked with sweat, develops tunnel vision.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhh!”
Chris pulls his penis out and squirts an enormous cum load. Fatima is coated in sperm from head to groin. Chris collapses in a fetal position on the pool table. Fatima puts her arms around him.
“We've just witnessed some of the hottest fucking in Sex Games history!”
Kitty looks around.
“Do we have any doctors in the building? Chris may need some medical attention after squirting two ginormous loads.”
Chris awakens, sits up, and steps down from the pool table. He helps Fatima step down. She kisses him. The two cuddle.
“It's shower time. Another edition of Sex Games in the books. As the old saying goes, an orgasm a day, keeps the doctor away!”