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Lola's Private Olympics
by Lisa Rains (lisarains65@aol.com)

***

A beautiful, pleasure-loving woman makes her husband 
and her lover vie for the right to fuck her. She makes 
them compete in a series of "Sexual Games," while she 
watches, crazy with desire and even participates as 
judge. (MMF, voy, swingers, spank, rom)

***

Part A: "Lola's Two Tight Ends"

Lola was nearly swooning with ecstasy. 

She was standing nude at the foot of the bed, 
breathless from the thrilling sight before her.

There on the bed were her powerful, bodybuilder husband 
James, and her lean, fit lover Mel. They were kneeling 
right next to each other each other with their heads 
down on the pillow and their underpants down around 
their knees, "presenting" their glorious bare asses to 
her. 

Her pussy was soaking wet. She could hardly contain her 
joy at the sense of power it gave her to have these two 
sexy, big-dicked studs at her command.

She paused briefly just to look at them and savor the 
moment, enjoying the thought of the delicious spanking 
she was about to give them.

"Thrust them up for me boys," she told them. And she 
couldn't stifle a wicked little laugh as they obeyed 
her, arching their backs and offering her better access 
to those fantastic buns.

She was also taking real pride in the fiendishly clever 
scheme she'd devised to get them like this.

James was her total slave. He loved making love to her 
so much that he would do anything to do it. She agreed 
to marry him on condition that her pleasure was his 
first and foremost obligation. Part of the marriage 
vows included his promise that he would cater 
completely to her sexual whims and allow her to punish 
him whenever the mood struck.

He also (reluctantly) agreed that she could have other 
lovers to satisfy her shameless sexual appetites, and 
that if she got the urge, she would make him watch – 
and even "help out" -- as she fucked her lovers.

No one who saw James would ever believe he was a total 
love slave to a woman. He was a massive, he-man type 
who took great pride in his body, pumping iron five 
days a week and using a sun lamp to get an "all over" 
tan.

He was a promising light-heavyweight amateur boxer

He was also a good lover and had an enormous cock. So 
she rarely needed other men.

But one day at the library, she saw an attractive man 
staring at her with a desire so tangible she could feel 
it across the room. 

She knew how beautiful she is and wasn't surprised when 
men found her attractive. But Lola wasn't content with 
just any man. She would never bother with a guy who 
believed sex was about giving and receiving. None of 
this fifty-fifty stuff with her. Only a guy who had the 
potential to be her total slave had a prayer of being 
with her.

She knew, from the way he looked at her that this man 
(Mel) was a promising candidate.

He approached her and as they made small talk, she 
watched his eyes take her in, lovingly and longingly.

Soon, they were out in her car making out. His kisses 
made her tingle. She could feel that when he pressed 
his lips to her, there was nothing else on his mind.

That's when she got the brilliant idea. She would put 
him through a test. And if he passed, she would reward 
him by allowing him to serve her.

If not, well it only meant he wasn't worthy of her 
anyway.

She reached down and felt his cock and was overjoyed to 
discover it was huge – at least as big as her husband's 
and every bit as hard. "MMmmm!" she sighed. "Can I take 
it out of your pants and play with it a little?"

"Oh yes!" he said. And when she did she loved what she 
saw. It was beautiful. She was tempted to fuck him 
right then and there, but she applied her will power, 
knowing that if things worked out the way she thought 
they might, she would have him in an even more perfect 
way. So she slowly jacked him and whispered into his 
ear.

"You know I'd love to have this wonderful dick inside 
me," she told him. "But you're going to have to prove 
how much you want me."

"I will!" he said. "I'll do anything you say."

The words sent a shiver through her body.

"It's going to take a lot of courage," she told him. 

"Anything!" he told her again.

"Okay," she said. "Tonight I want you to come to my 
house. I'll leave the front door unlocked. I want you 
to strip down to your underpants – nothing else, sneak 
into the bedroom and climb quietly into bed with me."

"How is that going to take courage?" he asked her.

"Because my big strong husband will be sleeping right 
next to me. And if he catches us, he'll turn you every 
way but loose and beat your ass like there's no 
tomorrow."

Now, of course, Lola knew she would never allow her 
servant husband to hurt this gorgeous hunk. But she 
also knew this guy DIDN'T know that. So if he would be 
gallant enough to take a risk like that to have her. He 
was definitely "slave" material.

"I'll do it," he said, without hesitation. "I'll take 
any gamble to have you!"


Part B: "Lola's Midnight Caller"

That night, Lola was far too excited to sleep. She lay 
on her stomach, clad only in a pair of black thong 
bikini panties, as James slept his heavy sleep, dressed 
in his jockey shorts.

Lying beside him always gave her a safe-but-powerful 
feeling. She knew he could take charge of any dangerous 
situation that came up. And she also knew SHE could 
take charge of HIM. The minutes dragged by – 10, 10:30, 
11 ….

About midnight, she gave up on Mel and decided she'd 
expected too much.

But just as she was starting to drift off, she heard 
the front door creak open and heard a faint rustling 
like clothes coming off in the living room.

She felt a quickening in her pussy and her nipples were 
instantly hard. "Wow," she thought. "My brave knight is 
here to rescue me."

She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep but she 
could hear the faint sound of Mel's footsteps on the 
bedroom rug.

She felt the gentle touch of his hand on her back and 
opened her eyes to see him kneeling on the floor, his 
lips just inches from hers. He moved his mouth slowly 
to hers and touched her with a soft kiss. 

"What do you want me to do?" he asked.

She smiled at him glowing all over with his desire for 
her.

"I want you to worship me," she whispered back.

"I do," he said. "How can I prove it?"

Lola pointed to a sham pillow near the foot of the bed. 
"I want you to put that cushion under my waist and 
raise me up a little. Then I want you to kiss my ass."

She loved the thrill of hearing herself say something 
so bold. For all she knew he might get up and leave. 
She was asking him to abandon his pride and to make her 
feel like a queen.

But when he released a sigh of adoration, she knew she 
had him and that this was going to be an ecstatic night 
for her.

He started to crawl over to get the pillow, but she 
touched his arm and eased him gently back to her. "But 
we have to be very quiet," she whispered. "He's a light 
sleeper."

Soon the pillow was under her and his tongue and lips 
were tenderly caressing her ass. It felt heavenly. The 
feel of his mouth on her ass made her tingle. 

She loved the dirty thrill of knowing she was getting 
her ass licked as her husband slept blithely unaware 
right beside her. It was so naughty!

She knew she was very close to moaning with delight, 
but she decided to up the ante anyway.

"You're doing a great job on my ass," she whispered. 
"But I want you to slide your tongue down and lap my 
cunt."

And she arched her ass higher up to give him better 
access.

Instantly his tongue found her clit and he tickled it 
teasingly with playful little licks.

She sucked in her breath involuntarily and as she did, 
he moved his tongue up again, away from her clit and 
ran it along her pussy lips.

"You're so juicy," he breathed softly. "I'm getting you 
really worked up aren't I?"

Indeed he was. She knew she was going to deliberately 
wake James up at some point – that had been the intent 
from the beginning of course. But she decided to play a 
little game with herself and see how long she could go 
without letting out a moan of sheer glee.

He wasn't making it easy. He began sliding his tongue 
all the way from the top of the crack of her ass, down 
over her asshole (pausing each time to give it a little 
tickle), on down to the bottom of her pussy all the way 
to her clit.

Gradually, he kept increasing his speed – but there was 
no haste involved. Even as he went faster and faster, 
he was careful to "stop at all the bases," making sure 
to give each part of her the devoted attention it 
deserved.

Suddenly, before she knew what she was doing, a loud 
shriek of delirious madness escaped from her throat.

Instantly, James sprang to a sitting position.


Part C: Opening Ceremonies

Before she knew it, James had grabbed Mel and the two 
of them were wrestling on the floor. Lola knew she 
wasn't going to allow James to harm him, but she 
couldn't resist watching them wrestle around on the 
floor for awhile. She had to admit it was kind of sexy 
watching two nearly naked guys with their muscles 
straining, their big dicks making huge bulges in the 
crotches of their tight jockey shorts. 

James didn't have much trouble subduing Mel. Soon he 
was sitting on top of him pinning his arms down at his 
sides.

"I'll kill you, you rapist!" he shouted and drew his 
fist back to hit Mel in the face. 

"Wait. Don't hit me. Please, let me up. I wasn't after 
your wife. I just …."

But James grabbed his throat with his left hand and set 
up the punch with his right. That's when Lola called 
out, just in time.

"Stop that this minute," she said. "He wasn't raping 
me. He was giving me a wonderful pussy and ass licking. 
And YOU interrupted us. For that, I'm going to give you 
a good sound bare-bottomed spanking and I'm going to do 
it right here in front of Mel."

Both men looked at her, stunned. James because it was 
the last thing he expected to hear. And Mel because he 
couldn't believe she was talking to this burly man with 
such authority.

"You were very brave to come here tonight, Mel," Lola 
said. "And you were doing a fantastic job on me when 
this big oaf woke up and spoiled it."

"Hey wait a mi --" James said. 

"Shut up," Lola said, and then smiled flirtatiously at 
Mel. "Would you like to see me spank him for you?"

Mel smiled and nodded. "Wow!" he said. "I think it 
would be hot to watch that."

James shot him a dirty look but just as Mel looked his 
most confident; Lola seemed to switch her mood.

"Oh you would, huh? Well now that I think of it, I 
think you've been less than perfect tonight. I heard 
you say you weren't after me. You coward. You say 
you'll do anything for me, but you weren't brave enough 
to admit you were wild for me because you thought you 
were going to get punched."

Mel just looked at her.

"So," Lola continued. "You wimped out on me."

She loved the way both men were looking at her. She 
knew at that moment she could make them do anything she 
wanted to.

"I'll tell you what," she said. "One of you is going to 
get fucked tonight – the one who I believe is the 
better man. But I'm going to really make you work for 
me. Are you ready to compete for me?"

To her joy, both guys nodded.

"And I'm going to start by giving you both the spanking 
you deserve. Now get up here side by side on the bed. 
Take those undies down and put those strong, masculine 
bare asses up in the air for me."


Part D: "Bottoms Up!"

James was the first to comply. He quickly obeyed, 
pulling his jockeys down and climbing onto the bed and 
getting into position. Lola was proud of how well 
trained he had become. Mel on the other hand was still 
reeling over the sudden turn of events and lay frozen 
in place on the floor where only moments before he 
braced himself for a world class pummeling. Lola looked 
at him and raised her eyebrows and said, "It's now or 
never Mel, you said you would compete for me and you 
would do anything to have me, so what's it gonna be?" 
Mel scrambled to his feet and yanked his jockeys down 
and practically flew onto the bed. He had never wanted 
Lola to think that he was anything but willing to do 
whatever it took to have her. But he felt like he had 
somehow landed on another planet, a wild, sexy, 
playful, thrilling planet yes, but one where the 
completely unexpected kept happening and he was just 
trying to catch his breath. 

Now with both men in position on the bed, Lola could 
admire this delightful sight. Both men had wonderful 
bodies and their bare bottoms on display side by side 
gave Lola a thrill that made her shiver all over. 
"Gentlemen," said Lola. "Since the winner of this 
little competition of ours will get the honor of 
satisfying me completely, I need to make sure that you 
will be up to the task. Our competition will have 
several parts so you will really have to work." 

Lola reached under the bed and pulled out the long 
riding crop that she kept there for "special" 
occasions. She paced back and forth at the foot of the 
bed surveying with lust the two delicious men who would 
soon be competing for her. And as she began explaining 
the rules Mel couldn't help but notice that she would 
smack her left palm with the riding crop almost 
absentmindedly but always to add emphasis. 

"We will begin our "Stud Olympics" with me taking turns 
spanking each of your wonderful asses, not with my bare 
hand as I had originally planned but with this," and 
the sound of crop whizzing through the air and smacking 
on Lola's hand made it clear what she was planning. "It 
is important that you do not cry out," said Lola. "If 
you hope to be with me tonight, you will have to take 
it like men, which means, no whimpers, or groans and 
absolutely no wiggling around trying to get away. Do I 
make myself clear?" 

Mel nodded and looked over at James who had his head 
turned facing the other way. He couldn't figure this 
guy out. How could he be married to this incredible 
woman and obviously not satisfy her. He knew that 
if/when he got the opportunity to worship her; he would 
make sure that Lola wouldn't be able to think of anyone 
else but him. He had seen the flicker of disappointment 
darken across Lola's eyes for a split second before he 
had gotten onto the bed. He knew that she had wondered 
if she had made a mistake asking him here and he vowed 
to prove himself no matter what it took.

Just then Mel heard the crack of the riding crop and 
James let out a deep groan. He was so accustomed to 
this position that he had fallen asleep while Lola was 
explaining the rules. She had given him a good hard 
smack to wake him up, leaving a crimson line across his 
tan ass. "That is your only warning James. I am cutting 
you slack this one time because I know that you were 
sleeping very soundly just a few minutes ago and you do 
love your beauty sleep, but now it's my time so get 
into gear if you want to prove to me that you desire me 
and deserve me the most."

Lola now stood at the foot of the bed right in between 
both men. She was tingling all over. She was so hot and 
so wet that it took all of her willpower not to dive 
into that bed and have them both right then and there. 
She took turns giving each man one good smack at a time 
making sure that neither of them made any noise. As 
their asses got redder their breathing got harder but 
that was the only indication either was giving that 
they were working hard to stay quiet and win the 
privilege of fucking her tonight. 

Sometimes she would tickle their balls with soft flap 
at the end of the crop. There was no denying that they 
both enjoyed that. Their cocks were both so big and 
hard. She knew it would be difficult to choose. She 
took a moment to slide onto the bed and lick each of 
those huge pricks, just a taste, just a tease before 
resuming her work on their backsides. Both men had 
their faces buried in pillows biting them to help 
endure this first competition. Lola's arm grew tired, 
she didn't see any sign that either man was giving in. 
She stopped to survey her handiwork. Both men were an 
impressive, glowing red, so red in fact that Lola could 
feel heat coming off of both of their asses.


Part E: "The Bull-Milking Event"

"You both have done very well. I am impressed! You both 
must want me very badly but it can only be one of you. 
You may sit up now. Sit here on the end of the bed and 
let me explain the next part of our competition," said 
Lola as she sat in the arm chair facing the foot of the 
bed with her knees spread far apart to give the men a 
good look at what they just might be getting. The men 
moved slowly both wincing slightly as they cautiously 
sat their asses on the end of the bed. Lola could tell 
that they both enjoyed the view. She had to laugh to 
herself, her view wasn't bad either, two gorgeous guys 
with huge, rock hard cocks facing her on the end of the 
bed, both craving her and ready to continue to prove it 
to her.

"Those dicks sure do look great," she said. Then, 
winking at Mel, she added, "I always thought my hubby 
had the biggest, hardest, readiest cock I'd ever seen. 
But it looks he's got some real competition here 
tonight."

She enjoyed the look of jealousy on James' face as he 
stole a look at Mel's straight-standing penis (which 
was indeed every bit as hard, ready and big as his 
own). Both of them were gushing with that clear pre-cum 
fluid.

"But neither one of you has anything to be ashamed of 
in that department," Lola continued. She lay back in 
her chair and slowly rubbed her cunt as she feasted her 
eyes on them. She could see them get even more excited 
at the sight of her stroking herself. 

"I just love the way those enormous dicks glisten with 
love juice in this dim room light," she said. "I just 
couldn't be with a man who didn't drip for me that 
way."

Of course she already knew what the next game in the 
Stud Olympics was going to be. She had thought it up 
and prepared for it earlier in the day. 

"Okay," she said. "It's time for The Bull Milking 
Event." 

"The what?" asked James.

"You heard me," Lola teased. "I can see how much you 
both desire me. There's no way you can be faking those 
gigantic hard-ons. But a really good indication of 
which of you deserves me most is who is generating the 
most love juice. So I'm going to 'milk' you two 'bulls' 
to see which one of you can give me more of it."

She leaned back even farther in the chair, feeling a 
tingle of anticipation.

"First of all, to get me into the right mood, Mel, I 
want to crawl over here and put your face between my 
legs." Mel got up off the bed and started walking over. 
"Did I say walk?" Lola asked. 

"No," Mel said. 

"I want you to crawl on all fours and kneel here with 
your face right here." Lola patted herself with both 
hands, high on her bare thighs. She loved adding the 
extra dose of humiliation of making him crawl to her. 
She knew it was important to maintain strict control of 
all aspects of the "Games."

When Mel was in position, Lola addressed her husband.

"And James, I want you to crawl into the kitchen and 
bring me two little shot glasses – and I want you to be 
really quick about it. I want them here fast because I 
can't wait to get my hands on your big hard cocks."

"Okay," James said, dropping quickly to the floor onto 
his hands and knees. 

"But I better not catch you walking," Lola said, taking 
Mel's hair into her hands and drawing his head close to 
her pussy, "or I'm going to go back to work on that 
haughty tight ass of yours and maybe even let Mel here 
help me get it red. Is that clear?" 

Then she smiled naughtily at him and added:

"And just to make sure you don't dawdle, you should 
know that while you're gone, Mel here is going to be 
entertaining me in grand style, kissing and licking my 
cunt. Think about it: Every second you delay getting 
back here in this room is a second when this delightful 
hunk will be lapping your wife's pussy with his tongue. 
And I can tell you from the way he was sucking me 
earlier -- before we were so rudely interrupted – that 
I'm going to be in heaven. And if you're gone too long, 
I could just lose all control. He might be fucking me 
right here on this chair by the time you get back. And 
I have a funny feeling that once we start fucking, 
he'll be fucking me all night long!"

James shot a look of undisguised hatred at Mel as Lola 
roughly – and teasingly – pulled Mel's face into her 
sopping wet vagina.

The combination of his expert tongue playing along her 
cunt lips and the sight of her husband's strong macho 
ass as he scurried away from her on all fours shot a 
wave of electric ecstasy through her body.

She threw back her head and laughed, "Your adorable 
tail looks so cute and funny when you crawl fast like 
that, darling," she called to her husband. "Such great 
entertainment!"

As he rushed around the corner, she made a promise to 
herself that one night she would invite some of her 
friends over and make James give them horsy rides. 
She'd let them mount him one at a time and slap his 
powerful bare behind and make him carry them around the 
room while she and the others watched, laughing.

They'd call her the hostess of the century.

When he was out of sight, she closed her eyes and 
enjoyed the wonderful head she was getting from this 
brave and wonderful new lover of hers. 

She could feel how Mel adored her. He communicated his 
passion with his lips and tongue. Even his breath, 
cooling the juice around her clit, sent shockwaves of 
joy through her.

"I wish I had time to suck you off completely," he told 
her.

Lola continued stroking his head and whispered, 
giggling: "You don't have to rush. This afternoon, I 
hid the shot glasses in the back of the silverware 
drawer. It'll take my husband at least 10 minutes to 
find them. Plenty of time for you to get me off.

"And if you DON'T get me off, I'm going to let him take 
you across his knee and watch and cheer and clap as he 
gets your bare ass cardinal-red. And don't think he 
can't do it. Take a look at those muscles of his and 
just imagine how hard he can spank! One time, one of my 
lovers got sloppy and careless with me. He came too 
fast. I had James paddle his ass for three solid hours. 
Man it was so much fun watching that. It got me really 
hot. The poor dude's little bottom was so sore he 
couldn't even put his underpants back on for a whole 
day. So you better make me come."

She laughed a wicked laugh that sent goose bumps 
through Mel. There was no doubt about it. She was a 
dangerous, shamelessly selfish woman – a woman who 
would do anything (and make her men do anything) to get 
a sexual rush. He knew he should get out of there. But 
he also knew she was much too beautiful and magnetic. 
There was no way he could resist her.

The combination of her incredible loveliness and the 
fear of lying over James' lap inspired him, and within 
two minutes Lola was moaning at the top of her lungs. 
She thrust her pussy hard into his face and came to a 
shivering, shuddering climax . . . just as James 
crawled back into the room with the shot glasses.

Again, James shot Mel a withering look but said 
nothing. "Oh James you can't believe the heavenly head 
he just gave me," Lola said. "I came so-oo good. Too 
bad you weren't here to see it."

Then she laughed wildly and patted Mel's head. "I could 
get used to you," she said. 

James scowled murderously at him.

Then it was time for the game.

"Here are the rules," Lola said, getting up and taking 
a plastic bottle of baby oil out of the bureau drawer. 
"James, since you were such a good boy to bring in the 
shot glasses, we're going to start with you. You're 
going to get on all fours on the bed. I'm going to milk 
you for three minutes and collect your love juice in 
one of the glasses. While I'm doing you, Mel will keep 
the time – and Mel, you better not let me catch you 
cheating or I think you know what I'm going to let my 
husband do to you."

She smiled at him tauntingly, and then turned back to 
James.

"When I've milked you for three minutes, you guys will 
trade off and I'll do Mel while you time us.

"At the end, the guy whose shot glass contains the most 
pre-cum fluid wins the event."

She handed Mel a stopwatch. He watched James climb onto 
the bed and place his muscular body on hands and knees. 
He knew that Lola was deliberately playing the two of 
them against each other and he didn't even want to 
think of what this man could and would do to him if she 
weren't there to protect him. 

He knew it was another subtle means of manipulating 
him. And, along with her over-the-top desirability, it 
heightened his strong incentive to please her.

As if reading Mel's mind, Lola teased him.

"Look at this husband of mine," she said. "Look at that 
body. Man, he really IS a bull isn't he? A huge he-man 
with a huge cock. And I'm going to play with it. Am I a 
lucky girl or what?"

With that, she climbed onto the bed and knelt beside 
James, facing Mel. She greased her right palm with baby 
oil, set the bottle down on the night stand and picked 
up one of the shot glasses with her left.

"Go!" she said. And Mel started the watch. 

Expertly, she jacked her husband's stiff, powerful cock 
up and down as he moaned with pleasure, she laughed 
with unrestrained joy as she carefully held the glass 
under the tip of his dick, collecting the stringy clear 
stuff. 

"Oh man this is so much fun!" she cried between peals 
of laughter. "Look at it pour out of him for me. See 
how bad he wants me, Mel? Believe me, you're really 
going to have to produce if you're going to beat this 
bull of mine."

And it was true. When three minutes was up the glass 
was three-quarters full.

She set it on the night stand and roughly pushed James 
off the bed, laughing. "Okay," she told him. "Grab the 
watch and let me milk my new lover. I've been wanting 
to handle that big dick of his all night."

Mel crawled up on the bed. But as he was about to get 
into position, his face came close to Lola's exposed 
bosom and he noticed her nipples were as hard as 
pebbles. They stood out proudly from her pretty, pert 
breasts.

"My god!" he said. "Your tits are so breathtakingly 
beautiful. Could I just take them into my mouth for a 
little while before you milk me? I know it would relax 
you and it will certainly give me inspiration."

She sighed deeply and smiled. "Ahh. Why thanks, Mel. I 
think that would be wonderful!"

"Hey!" James thundered from where he stood at the foot 
of the bed. "That's not fair. I didn't get any extra 
inspiration."

Lola smiled at him meanly and tauntingly. "That's 
because it didn't occur to you, you big oaf," she said. 
"You didn't think to offer. Mel doesn't take my tits 
for granted. Don't you think it's only right that he 
gets to give them a little attention?"

She laughed as James' bit his lip to keep from saying 
something that would offend her.

Then, sitting back on the shams against the headboard, 
Lola took Mel into her arms and cradled his face to her 
like a breastfeeding mother, all the time smiling 
tauntingly at her husband.

Mel held her tightly, his arms around her back and 
passionately suckled, moving his mouth from one of her 
nipples to the other, alternately taking the whole 
breast into his mouth, teasingly biting her nipple, 
then licking at it soothingly. 

"Oooh, James," she called out to her husband. "You 
can't imagine how good this feels. Why, he's making me 
come without even touching my clit."

Because Mel's attention was totally on Lola's graceful 
breasts, he could only imagine the rage and jealousy in 
James' face. 

Finally he kissed each nipple "goodbye." He took his 
place on his hands and knees and Lola began milking 
him.

"Oh my God!" she screamed, laughing. "James, I wouldn't 
have believed this. His dick is so big I can barely get 
my hand around it. I actually think it's even a little 
bigger than yours.

"And the juice is just pouring out of him. I know it 
sounds incredible but I think this bull is going to be 
the Blue Ribbon winner."

She kept working his cock faster and faster, catching 
the flood of it in the little glass. 

"Oh what a night I'm having," she laughed. "I truly 
believe I'm playing with the biggest dick I ever 
handled."

When the three minutes had elapsed, she picked up the 
two shot glasses and held them side by side.

"No contest," she said. "I'm sorry James. His glass is 
full to the brim. He's the hands down winner in this 
event."

Then after a pause, she laughed again. "No actually, 
I'd say I'M the winner in this event. I've handled two 
enormous cocks and made two sexy studs prove how much 
they long for me. Does it get any better? Could a girl 
have more fun than that?"

But to her delight, she found the next "game" in the 
Stud Olympics actually WAS more fun. 


Part F: "The 'Tongues Only' Event"

Lola poured the contents of both shot glasses over her 
breasts and let the warm liquid roll down over her 
nipples and onto her hard, flat stomach. She loved the 
way it felt against her skin. "Okay gentlemen, we are 
now ready for the next contest. James if you lose Mel 
will be the winner for the night, but if you win we 
will have one final tie breaker." James shot Mel 
another deadly look while Mel could only feel the real 
possibility that he just might be the winner tonight. 

"The first one to bring me to orgasm will win. This is 
a tongues-only event. I will set the timer for two 
minutes and you will each get to take turns until I 
come. Mel I want you to come down off the bed and get 
on all fours here on the floor. You will start out as 
my chair, or bed I guess I should say. You must make 
sure that you support me, if I feel that I might fall, 
you will be disqualified. James you will start this 
contest, you will have the first two minutes before you 
will have to switch places with Mel. We will keep doing 
this until I am completely satisfied. Is that 
understood?" 

Both men nodded and both seemed to be feeling confident 
that they would win. Lola turned on the timer and lay 
down across Mel's strong back. She teased him by 
rubbing her bare bottom against his and reminded him 
one more time that he had to be a good, solid, sturdy 
bed for her. James got into position and couldn't help 
but notice the humiliating sight of his rival's bare 
ass right beneath his beautiful wife's delicious cunt. 
Lola spread her legs wide and motioned to the already 
ticking timer. 

James got busy right away. He knew his wife better than 
anyone and knew that he could win this event easily. He 
knew that Lola was already hot so he jumped right past 
teasing her and locked on to her clit and wouldn't let 
go. Lola gasped with delight. This is just what she had 
hoped for. As he licked and sucked her she wriggled 
around and could feel Mel straining to keep her steady. 
She knew that she had found a good one in Mel; he was 
so willing, so obedient. The time was ticking down for 
James and he picked up the pace. Lola had to laugh to 
herself, he looked like a thirsty dog that had just 
found lifesaving water. She could feel the edges of the 
point of no return and just in time the buzzer rang. 

"Time to switch boys," and with that Lola stood up, her 
legs were shaking but she made a good show of being in 
control. James got down on all fours and Lola couldn't 
help but admire his broad sculpted shoulders. With 
James there was more room for her to stretch out and 
she giggled wickedly to herself as she lay down on him, 
her back against his, knowing that her plan was working 
out perfectly. Mel was eager to get started and Lola 
could tell by his beautiful hard cock that he was 
enjoying this completely. She turned on the timer, even 
though she knew it wasn't necessary. Mel looked at her 
adoringly, Lola was an incredible woman and he was 
being given the privilege of giving her pleasure.

All he could think was that life is good! He buried his 
face in her pussy. He could tell by the way she pushed 
herself towards him that she was loving what he was 
doing. He also knew that with the clock ticking he 
didn't have time to cherish all of her; he had work to 
do -- and fast. He focused all of his attention on her 
clit and worked hard and fast. Lola began arching her 
back knowing that James would not let her fall. Her 
whole body quaked and quivered as she experienced the 
most intense orgasm of her life. She had to grab Mel by 
the hair and make him stop. "You've won darlin', you've 
won. Now let me catch my breath."

To be continued?

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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