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 Upon sitting up again I saw that my mystery cocksucker had vanished.

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   "My word you seemed to enjoy that didn't you now?" a voice said.  Jill's
voice.  Other voices around me; all of them unintelligible.  I didn't even
bother trying to form the words a responded would have required.  "So did
we earn our two points?" Whereas I was having difficulty even thinking, you
were apparently very goal-oriented at this point.

   "Absolutely.  That was one of the better shows we've had, and for a
first try quite admirable." Jill extended her right leg out and began
dragging her toes across the top of my feet, which began to bring me back
into the moment.  "Given the way he's looking right now I was going to
suggest we all take a break at the cafe for some lunch..."

   "....But you had something else in mind?" I asked.  My first words back
as I returned from post-orgasmic la la land turned out to be insightful
ones.  Lucky me.

   "Haha, correct you are!  Well, mostly.  Do you remember the mouth you
just came in?"

   I shook my head 'no.' "I couldn't see a thing."

   "I thought not.  Or rather, they thought not.  Since you put on such an
epic performance, we would like to give you a chance to earn a bonus
participation point.  There are four people standing behind this stage
currently.  The only thing you know about them is how one of their mouths
just felt on your cock.  Two guys; two girls.  Would you care to go guess
the Mystery Mouth?"

   "Hell yes!" I exclaimed.  I should have guessed by this point there
would probably be some sort of twist.  We're all twisted here in
DarkBreeze.

   "Excellent.  There is just a little twist..." I couldn't even feign
surprise at this.  "First of all it wouldn't be fair for you to have all
the fun now would it?  I'll have one of the guides grab a sex swing from
the gift shop and comp it, and I was thinking we could suspend her with her
thighs against the sides of your head and legs dangling down your back. 
That way you are 'blindfolded' so to speak."

   "That sounds like a pretty great twist to me," you said.

   "Oh sorry, that wasn't the twist; I was just letting you know.  The
twist is that these four people aren't strangers to each other; just to
you. They had been down in NightBreeze earlier and were on their way out
when they saw your show.  They enjoyed it so much they wanted to
participate.  You won't be able to see them, of course, but you are about
to become well acquainted with the mouths of Mike, his wife Steph, and
their son and daughter."



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   At another time this probably would have seemed incredibly kinky and
taboo.  Given the way this day had unexpectedly transgressed, however, it
did not really strike me as out of place.  In fact, families go to water
parks all the time.  It seemed only fitting that they would visit the
arousement park together as well.  Furthermore, at this point it did not
seem to make much sense saying something was too taboo.  How does one
compare the kinkiness of being buttfucked by a carnival ride to putting on
a live action sexual role play in front of complete strangers?  With that I
realized that I was at a point of no return: I could start making arbitrary
limits by which I would hold myself; or I could realize that this was a
once in a life time experience and enjoy every single thing the park had to
offer.  In the end, it was really no choice at all.

   We walked around to the back of the stage.  There was a small wooden
chair played roughly in the middle of the floor.  It was a 'captain's"
style chair with arms and a tall back.  There was only about ten feet
between the rear of the stage and the wall, which gave an oddly cozy and
private feel that I had not yet experienced that day.  Jill gestured
grandly to the chair and flashed a big smile, so I took my cue and sat in
it.  Still wordless Jill walked away for a moment and returned with two
leather straps with which she bound my arms at the wrist to either arm of
the chair.

   "We wouldn't want you having an unfair advantage by using your hands. 
Now let's see..there he is."  Coming around the corner was another guide
whom I had seen earlier but not interacted with.  In his hands was very
clearly a sex swing.  He tossed one end of the rope over the rafter above
and pulled it down to meet the swing.  He adjusted the height to meet where
my face would be, shimmying it a little down for the perfect position, and
then knotted the rope to maintain this level.  Without more than a nod and
a smile, he walked away.

   I turned to look at you.  "Well my dear I would love to help you into
the swing but I'm all tied up at the moment."  

   You simply shook your head.  With Jill's assistance you put on foot on
the arm of the chair, and then the other, and sort of rocked backward into
the swing seat.  Jill helped position you into the seat, and then pulled
you forward so that your legs straddled my head and dangled down onto my
back.  I drew a deep breath and began lightly dragging my tongue along your
clit.

   No more than a minute had passed before I felt the first mouth.  Like
going for the gold in some strange competition my cock was almost
immediately all the way in the mouth and into the throat.  This person
obviously had some experience.  I could feel their tongue moving all along
the underside of my cock as the entire length rested in their mouth.  I was
just about ready to cum again.

   AHA!  That must be the strategy.  The first mouth was clearly not the
one I had felt, but if they could get me to cum before the others I would
lose.  I mustn't cum.  I tried to focus my efforts on licking you instead. 
Unfortunately this did not make me any less horny.  I felt my balls pulling
in tighter and tried to hold on....

   Just like that they pulled away.  As they did I felt just a little bit
of stubble graze my shaft.  This must have been the dad.  One down.

   "Contestant two!"  Jill called out.

   I felt my self slide slowly into the warmest, tightest mouth I've ever
imagined.  She could only take me a little ways into her mouth.  I assumed
'she' as I could feel long soft hair brushing against my thighs.  I also
assumed this must be the daughter.  She rested her hands on my legs to lean
closer in and attempted to take me into her throat.  Although she was
unsuccessful, I did consider intentionally losing so I could cum right
then.  She did not have the stamina of her father though and we moved on to
contestant three.

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   Contestant three took a different approach than the predecessors. 
Rather than jumping right in, I felt hands sliding up my legs starting from
my feet and traveling up until almost reaching my cock.  They then switched
direction and I could feel long fingernails gently scraping down the
insides of my thighs.  This was without question the mother, and as she
leaned in close and breathed hot moist breath over my cock I moaned loudly
into your pussy.  This in turn caused you to moan, and I began licking for
all I was worth as I felt lips come in contact  with the underside of my
shaft.  As soon as she took me fully in her mouth, I knew that this was the
mouth I had cum in before.  It was also the mouth I was dangerously close
to cumming in again.  I licked and licked as your hips started to buck; 
doing my best to hold off.  Mom must have known I was close because while
she sucked I could feel her finger start to rub my ass and then push deeply
inside.   

   "MMPH!  MMPWHHPHMM!"  I yelled through the wetnessness surrounding my
face.  Jill pulled you back away from me to allow me to speak.

   "Was there something you wished to say?

   "I wanted to make a guess!"  Oh God she wasn't stopping.  I felt a
second finger working its way up into my bottom.  "It was her!  Contestant
three!"

   I could hear chuckles and applause from around me; and heavy panting
coming from you above.  "You're right, of course!  I am a little surprised
you wanted to guess before you came though."

     "That's because I want to cum in her."  Looking up my eyes found
yours.  You looked down smiling but still quite unable to speak.  Instead
you nodded.  "...however I would like her fingers back in my butt again
while I do.  I was quite enjoying that."

   "Haha I could tell!"  said Steph/Mom.  "However those weren't my
fingers.  Couldn't you tell the fingernails were much smaller?  I tried to
give you the hint at the beginning by dragging them on your leg.  Those
fingers belonged to my daughter Sue.  The other mouth you almost came in."

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   "Oh.  The acorn clearly didn't fall far from the tree," I quipped; not
missing a beat.  Nothing more than a knowing wink in response.  No more was
needed.  Jill began lowering you to the floor and helped you out of the
swing.   

   And then just like that my thoughts were completely derailed by Jill's
interjection.  "However.......we did say lunch after that activity.  Why
don't we head over to the cafe?  You can hold off a little longer can't
you?"

   "Can" do something, and "want" to do something are not always equated. 
I "can" walk around with ridiculous blue balls; I'm not certain I wanted
to.  On the other hand, Jill had yet to steer us wrong - even when I had
initially questioned the idea.  I shrugged and nodded half-heartedly.

   "Oh come on have I steered you wrong yet?"  Well she certainly did know
us.  "Here in DarkBreeze we have 'TGI Thighhighs" serving food comparable
to the chain from which it derived its name.  Burgers, steaks, etc. 
Nothing but thighhighs on the servers.  The men do look rather silly in
them though.    DarkerBreeze has a cafe named "Whipped Cream"  I don't
believe I need to elaborate on what you would find there?"  Jill looked
back and forth between the two of us.

   "What's the one in NightBreeze called?"  you asked.

   "I didn't say there was one in NightBreeze,"  Jill said after a
heartbeat's hesitation; coming off both innocent and mildly dismissive. 
However that brief hesitation and lack of an actual denial was all we
needed.  Jill must have seen our knowing looks and interpreted them
correctly.  "Well yes of course we have one in NightBreeze also, but seeing
as you haven't been down there yet why ruin the surprise?" 

   "That's fair.  Since we're still in DarkBreeze proper and I'm quite
hungry, let's check out TGI Thighhighs," I suggested.  With looks of
approval from my two female companions we crossed the cavern toward the
neon glow coming from the south corner.  I developed a split sense of
tunnel vision as we approached.  Oblivious to the debauchery surrounding me
my eyes oscillated between the glowing sign ahead signifying food and your
two incredibly bottoms walking in front of me.  We walked through the
wooden doors and entered what was an almost replica of TGIFridays. 
Apparently the makers of DarkBreeze had done their homework.  I commented
on this to Jill.

   "You are correct.  Moreso than you think even; the three original
servers in here all worked together at TGIFridays.  They had found their
way into DarkBreeze after a shift one night and were commenting on the need
for food in here so that people wouldn't need to stop their fun to leave
and go eat.  Conversations ensued and TGI Thighhighs resulted.  Almost all
of the decorum was brought straight from their restaurant.  Ah - it looks
like your table is ready (I called ahead!)"

   Jill led us toward a round table off the right side of the restaurant. 
It was out of the way and yet not obviously in a corner or hidden by
means.  I sat, and you two moved around me toward the wall; with you seated
between myself and Jill leaving me on the outside.  You hadn't been seated
more than five seconds before i felt your toes moving up my leg and into my
lap.  I turned to comment on this, but then "Here comes our server!"  Jill
exclaimed; acutely aware of the foot job you were giving me but paying it
no attention.  "Since you two showed some interest in DarkerBreeze I
radioed ahead and had the server do a mix of DarkBreeze and DarkerBreeze
for you."

   Hopping towards us, for her feet were loosely bound at the ankles, was a
beautiful young blonde wearing nothing but the requisite thighhighs....and
a ball gag in her mouth.  Her hands appeared to be bound behind her back. 
Across her naked form, written in ketchup, were the words 'Hi I'm Amie,
your server.  Let me know what you would like to eat."  After a moment of
our taking this in she hopped in a small circle to show a menu written down
her back.