Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Title: Club Party
Part: Chapter 1 of 3 (at August 2002)
Author: Marc Pierce
Email: MarcusWPierce@Hotmail.com
Keywords: MF, M+F+, cons, exhib, oral, games, fondle, grope, no-sex
Redistribution: Yes
Short Summary: The first of a series of stories introducing a number of
characters for futur development.  The story is based on a University

Student Party with sexual games and forfeits.  Published: 2002-05-13
Edited: 2002-05-13

   This story may contain explicit descriptions of sexual acts and may not
be legal for you to read or possess because of your age or location.  It is
your responsibility to know the laws of your jurisdiction and act
accordingly.  The author takes no liability.  This story is a work of
fiction.  Any similarities with real persons, living or dead, or past or
present events are purely coincidental.  Copyright 2001 Marcus W Pierce. 
All rights reserved. .....

   Hazel and I had been going 'steady' for about six months.  She is a few
months younger than me and we are both students at Nottingham University.
Our paths crossed when we were living in Cripps Hall on the campus in our
first year but our relationship didn't become firm until the second year
when we were both living in student accommodation off-campus.  Neither of
us could afford to live in anything other than the typical "six to a room"
where no privacy existed.  Our relationship hadn't been able to develop
beyond some pretty significant snogging sessions grabbed in my car or on
park benches.  Whilst both of us wanted to go all the way, the lack of
privacy, and the size of my car, prevented us.

   Hazel is the most wonderful person in the world (but then I am slightly
biased)!  She is 5'4" tall with perfectly formed breasts, waist, hips and
bottom.  Her skin is unblemished and her lips simply invite me to kiss
them. Her short blonde hair and blue eyes add to her appeal and general
'gorgeousness'.  Every time I am with her, I just want to smother her with
kisses and worship her body with my own.  I am 5'11", and keep my body trim
through jogging around the University Park.  I'm not a sporty person but my
physique is not too shabby.  Over the past few months, Hazel has been
joining me on my jogs which now tend to end with us sitting on a bench to
recover from the running - even if neither of us actually manage to cool
off.  For her part, Hazel is more than willing to provide massage to
relieve stiffness in my body - and doesn't just use her hands.  As I say,
our relationship may not have developed into full-blooded sexual partners
but we had done most things possible with our clothes on.

   In March, just before the Easter holidays, the students union organised
a "couples party" at Notts.  County Football Club.  Hazel and I signed up
for the night as we had heard the drink and disco were fairly good and the
entertainment was worth seeing.  Besides, it would give us an excuse to be
together.

   I picked her up from her shared flat on the Friday night of the Party.
She looked fabulous!  She had told me about a new dress she had simply had
to buy and it was absolutely brilliant on her.  The dress was a light blue
satin sheath dress, very thin straps over her shoulders, a back that was
low (but not too low - about half her back was bare) and a ruffled front
that managed to cover her breasts loosely but still draw attention to them.
The dress touched her hips accenting her narrow waist, and the hem fell to
just above her ankles.  God, she turned me on as soon as I saw her!  If we
had more privacy in her flat, we wouldn't have gone to the party.

   One of the first tips that any male student picks up at Nottingham,
other than the high ratio of girls to boys, is that, if you want to go to
the best parties, you need a dinner suit.  My parents had, fortunately,
bought me one just before I came to Nottingham so I was dressed up in my
'penguin' outfit complete with self-tied bow tie (ready made just doesn't
look as good in my opinion!).  I opened the passenger door to my car and
watched as Hazel gracefully slid in.  I hurried round to the driver's door
and we drove off to the Football ground.

   I managed to park fairly close but then we were on time.  As we walked
in, I noticed quite a number of men staring at Hazel, her dress showing off
her fine figure and the low back showing that she wasn't wearing a bra. 
That was also apparent, I noticed, by the fact her nipples had become erect
in the cool air while we walked from the car to the door.  The satin
material clung to the curve of her breasts and tented itself over her
nipples.  I kissed her fully on the lips almost to show that she was mine,
and "hands off".  As it was a couple's night, I didn't envisage any
problems.

   While we standing at the bar, waiting for the party to get going, one of
the organisers of the event came across and asked if we would be happy
taking party in the party games later on.  We both agreed and received a
voucher for two free drinks each.  Stuart, the organiser, said that we
should take advantage of the voucher and that the games would begin after
9pm.  As it was only 7.30pm, Hazel and I collected our drinks and wandered
towards the dance floor.  We danced slowly and closely together, mainly
watching the other dancers on the floor, as we drank our free drink,
collecting our second free drink at 8pm.  Neither of us were heavy drinkers
and we didn't want to get too drunk before the games started in case drink
was involved in them.

   At 8.30 we both left the dance floor and made our way to the toilets. 
We met up again in the corridor outside the toilets and I again noticed how
Hazel's nipples had hardened in the coolness of the corridor.  I pressed
her against the wall and cupped her breasts in my hands, moving my thumbs
gently over her nipples, while we kissed long and hard.  Hazel moved her
hand down towards my groin and massaged me, feeling my stiffness as I felt
her hardened breasts.

   "Naughty," said a voice a behind us.  "Stop practising for the games!".
It was Stuart coming to round us up for the part games.  "Go and wait by
the stage while I get the other players."

   When we got to the stage, two couples were already there.  We introduced
ourselves and learnt that both Richard and Sam and Jason and Beth were
second year students like us.  None of us had any idea about the games
since we hadn't been to the party the previous year.  Stuart then joined us
with two other couples - Harry and Steph plus Eddie and Sally.

   At the end of the next record, Stuart walked on the stage and introduced
himself as the "Party Host" and made sure everyone was happy and could see.
He then introduced Amanda as co-host who would be "looking after the boys,
while I look after the girls".  This drew some cheers, obviously from those
older couples that had been before.  While this was going on, the two new
couples explained they were also second year students and hadn't been
before.  I started to wonder if this was part of the selection criteria.

   Stuart then called up each of the couples on to the stage.  Eddie and
Sally were first up - Eddie was slightly shorter than me (possibly 5'9")
and slightly fatter.  Sally had short-cropped brown hair, a nice figure
(but nothing special) and a short dress that ended just below her bottom.
As she bounced up the steps to the stage, I caught a good glimpse of her
white panties and noticed the freedom of movement of her breasts.  The low
cut dress she wore covered her nipples but displayed the top of her amble
bosom.  Eddie was asked to join Amanda at the side of the stage, while
Sally remained centre stage.

   Harry and Steph were next up.  Harry was taller than I was and seemed an
awful lot fitter.  He was introduced as being part of the University Tennis
Team and raucous cheers were received when Stuart told the audience he
might be an "up-coming star".  Steph was very short (no more than 5') and
seemed to be a real powerhouse of energy.  She was also on the Tennis Team
and Stuart announced "the shape of her body paid testament to the
dedication to which she pays attention to the Team!".  This was also
greeted by raucous cheers and shouts of "Steph-o".

   We were next.  I allowed Hazel to proceed me onto the stage and I took
comfort from watching her wiggling arse in front of me.  Wolf whistles were
heard as Hazel walked into the spotlight, the curves of her body displayed
by the dress.  Stuart introduced us as "a couple that love to jog standing
up - they even do it in corridors - and I'm sure they are also experts at
horizontal jogging!".  Again raucous cheers were received for Stuart's
introduction.  I went to join Eddie and Harry standing next to Amanda while
Hazel stayed with Sally and Steph in the centre of the stage.

   Jason and Beth were called up next.  Jason was the same height as me but
with blonde hair (that looked too blond) but had a well-defined body with
arms that struggled against the confines of the jacket sleeves.  Beth was
also 5'10" or so, with medium sized breasts, and wearing a figure hugging
dress made from crushed velvet.  Stuart introduced Jason as one of the
gymnasts of the university who really liked "performing on the mats"!  Beth
blushed as Stuart said this and immediately walked towards the other girls
to hide her embarrassment.

   Finally, Richard and Sam were called up.  Richard was, again, taller
than me but had slimmer body.  I had noticed him running around the
university in the past and knew that he was a dedicated long distance
runner.  It surprised me that he had a steady partner but there she was. 
Sam was about 51/2' with a very good figure and breasts that stood firm
against the strapless dress she was wearing.  The dress ended at thigh
level, showing off her legs, which were brown like the rest of her visible
body.  Stuart introduced them with the comment that "Sam gets browned off
in the solarium while Richard goes all the way!".  The raucous cheers had
diminished slightly by this time as every one appeared to have had enough
of the wisecracks!

   Stuart then introduced the first game.

   "I will be taking the girls to one side of the stage and blindfolding
them.  Amanda will then line the boys up across the stage.  The first game
is for the girls to find their partner by kissing them, on the mouth. 
Tongues may be used but not to speak with."

   At least the game was easy, or should be, for any true couples and
didn't involve drinking.  I was confident that Hazel would be able to pass
this test.

   Amanda lined us up across the stage in the order Eddie, Harry, Jason,
Richard and me.  First up was Steph and Stuart led her to each of us in
turn.  I noticed that she simply stood in front of us and rested her face
against whichever part of our body was there - clearly she was judging
height.  She then draped her arms round pour necks and dragged herself up
to face level where she kissed enthusiastically.  When she reached me, and
went through this routine, the feel of her breasts dragging upwards against
my chest was very sensual and the energy with which her tongue forced my
lips open and delved within my mouth was invigorating.  By the look on her
face Steph was clearly enjoying the experience of kissing five men, so
lustily, in a row.  At the end of the line, Stuart asked which one was her
partner.  Not surprisingly, because of the height difference, she said "2"
and was led to sit on a barstool behind her partner.

   Next up was Sam.  Being six inches taller than Steph meant that all she
could do was to lift her face upwards before reaching our mouths.  She
started with Eddie and gave him a kiss on the lips but didn't bother to use
her tongue.  Moving onto Harry, she held the kiss for a longer period but
didn't initiate any contact with her tongue.  She kissed Jason, again
without any contact between tongues but didn't hold the kiss for as long.
Watching carefully as Sam and Richard kissed, I noticed that his tongue
forced her lips to part and made its way into her mouth.  This time the
kiss was for far longer than previous ones and it was obvious she had found
her partner.

   She broke the kiss and moved onto me.  Taking the initiative, I forced
my tongue into her mouth immediately our lips met.  She responded by
entwining her tongue with mine and held the kiss for a long time, sucking
my tongue as she did so.  Finally she broke off, looking slightly confused.

   "Can I try number four again?" She asked Stuart who agreed.  Again, she
and Richard kissed ardently with Richard pushing his tongue into her mouth.
"And number five again?" she asked after breaking the kiss.  Stuart again
agreed and Sam offered her face to mine.  This time, not wanting Sam to
choose wrongly, I simply kissed her on the lips with my lips slightly
parted allowing her to push her tongue forward if she wanted to.  She
didn't and finished the kiss quite quickly.  "Number Four" she said
correctly, and was led to sit behind her partner.

   Next up was Hazel.  Before kissing each boy on the mouth, she tilted her
head to place a kiss on Adam's apple.  Ever since I've known her, she has
done this, as she says she likes to feel the soft skin and check to see how
well my razor has worked.  Obviously, Eddie and Harry hadn't paid too much
attention to this area as Hazel only briefly kissed them on the lips before
moving on.  She lingered longer with Jason but I noticed that he didn't let
her tongue force its way into his mouth as I would have done.  Richard,
standing next to me, turned and winked as Hazel moved towards him.  He
moved his head backwards allowing Hazel full access to his Adam's apple and
even swallowed as she kissed it to move the lump away from her mouth and
back again.  She moved her mouth up to his and gently placed her tongue
against his slightly parted lips before eagerly pushing forward.  I could
see the gyrations between their tongues as both tried to gain an advantage
over the other.  Finally, Hazel broke the kiss and transferred her
attention back to Richard's throat.  As she kissed it, she sniffed deeply.

   Moving on to me, she went through the same process of kissing my Adam's
apple and I felt her tongue running over my throat feeling the texture of
the lump in my throat.  She moved her mouth to mine, and we joined tongues
as we kissed.  This joining was one of partnership rather than combat as
with Richard.  "Number five" she said, "but number four's not bad!". 
Stuart led her to the barstool behind me.

   Sally was then led to the line-up.  As she kissed Eddie, the first in
the line, everyone noticed that his hands went immediately to her bottom,
lifted up her short skirt and disappeared into her panties.  The four of us
in the line-up all looked at each other and nodded.  As Sally moved to each
of us in turn, we all reached behind her and slid our hands into her
panties, each time, displaying her bottom to the whole of the crowd
watching the stage.  When Sally got to me, I did the same, massaging her
buttocks as my fingers gently nestled in the crack between her cheeks.  As
she broke the kiss, I withdrew my hands forcing the thin material to ride
down displaying her fleshy cheeks to the crowd.  She quickly adjusted her
knickers.

   "Well, which is your partner?" asked Stuart.

   "I don't know!  I think it has to be number one because he would know
what I like!"

   "Is that your final answer?" asked Stuart.

   "Yes - number one" Sally said and was led to sit behind her partner.

   Finally it was Beth's turning.  Clearly embarrassed by what she had
heard (but not seen because of the blindfold), she quickly kissed each of
us on the cheek with the exception of Jason who she kissed on the lips. 
"Number three" she said having worked out the only remaining partner.

   Amanda then asked all the boys in the line to turn round and remove the
blindfold from the person sitting behind us.  Fortunately, all the guesses
had been correct and we all kissed our partner after removing the
blindfold.

   "Right, round two" announced Stuart.  "This is one for the boys and is
called 'A bird in the hand'.  The rules are very simple - still no speaking
and the only means of identification is using the boys' hands on the girls'
breasts.  The boys, of course, are blindfolded.".  Amanda led us off to the
side of the stage and made us put on the blindfolds.  While we did this,
Stuart continued to explain that he would swap the order of the girls round
and that the girls would continue to sit on the stools to remove any height
differences.  The only means of identification would be down to clothing
and the breasts themselves.  Stuart also explained that he would ask each
of the boys to quietly tell him the number of their partner, that he would
write it on a card and it would not be possible for any advantage to be
gained by going last!

   Amanda then asked Richard to start off.  While waiting at the side of
the stage blindfolded, all I could hear were the general comments of the
crowd as Richard made his way along the line of girls.  Amanda then
returned and took Jason followed by Eddie.  Amanda then returned for me.

   Leading me to the first girl in the line, Amanda lifted my hands and
placed them firmly on the breasts in front of me.  I felt the ample bosoms
and their bouncy feel as my hands moved over them.  There was only one girl
with such large breasts and no bra in the line up - it had to be Sally. 
Amanda led me to the next girl.  Again, my hands roamed over her breasts,
feeling the warmth at the top of the breast.  I couldn't feel any straps to
the dress and it had to be Sam - I was slightly surprised to feel that she
was wearing an under-wired strapless bra as her bosom had looked so perfect
and unsupported earlier in the evening.

   I immediately felt the velvet dress Beth was wearing when Amanda placed
my hands on the third girl's breasts.  She was also wearing a bra but the
size of her breasts filled my hands just nicely.  I could feel, even
through the thick material and the bra, her nipples were hardening and she
obviously enjoyed having her breasts fondled.  She seemed to like the
competition more now that she did not have to take the lead.

   Amanda led me to the fourth girl.  As soon as the palms of my hands felt
her nipples protruding, I knew this was Hazel.  I didn't even need to feel
the material of the dress or massage the firm globes of flesh under my
hands.  The dress didn't need to allow freedom of movement of her bosom for
me to know whom I was massaging so gently and erotically.  I didn't need to
feel Hazel's breasts expand as she stretched with the exquisite sensation
of having her body touched.  I didn't need to do any of the above - but I
did anyway!

   I moved on to the final girl who had to be Steph.  Under her dress, I
could feel that Steph's bosom was almost as large as Sally's but was
restrained by a sports bra.  I squeezed her breasts firmly before being
able to detect the hard nipples - someone else who likes to be manhandled
in that area!

   Stuart then led me to the side of the stage and asked for my partner's
number.  Having told him it was number four, he passed me a card and told
me to stand, facing the audience, holding the card in front of me. 
Meanwhile, Amanda had left me and fetched the last remaining contestant -
Harry.  Once he had made his way down the line up, Stuart stood him next to
me.

   "Right girls, you may now stand in front of your partner.  On my
command, you may either kiss your partner if they got the right answer, or
slap him if he got it wrong.  After three, three!".

   Almost immediately I heard a loud slap from next to me followed by a
sudden thud.  Almost at the same time, I was kissed and my blindfold
removed by Hazel.  I looked down and saw Harry laying on the floor rubbing
his cheek.  His card was next to him and said "1" - he had chosen Sally as
his partner instead of Steph!  Steph was clearly unhappy and the look on
her face did not improve when Stuart wisecracked "Well, that's what happens
when Harry met Sally!".

   Amanda led Steph away as Stuart pulled Harry to his feet.  "Sorry, but
that means that Harry and Steph are out of the competition!  Thanks to both
of them for being good sports and I hope Harry makes it up to Steph soon!".
Harry left the stage and headed for the bar.  Amanda moved across to Stuart
and whispered in his ear.

   "Okay, " said Stuart, "Steph, since it wasn't your fault that you were
knocked out of the competition, we have decided you can be the warm-up girl
for the next round.  Will you stay and help us?".  Amanda whispered in
Steph's ear and Steph smiled and nodded furiously.

   "Right," said Stuart." The next round will mean the girls, apart from
Steph, will put on the blindfolds and, one at a time, identify their man!
Now, it is clearly unfair to allow the men to do all the fondling, so now
it is the turn of the girls' to 'grope the goolies'!"

   Amanda lined us up while Stuart made sure our partners were blindfolded.
Stuart then carried on with the explanation of the game.

   "Each girl will be allowed to put one or both of their hands down the
trousers of each man.  Steph will go first and will undo the top trouser
button to make access easier.  No other contestant may adjust clothing. 
Steph, you will have to feel whether there are any particularly
distinguishing features of any of the four contestants, such as studs or
other piercing.  If there are, they will have to be removed, or the
contestants disqualified."

   Steph rubbed her hands together and blew on them to warm them up before
approaching Richard who was first in line.  She undid his trouser button
and slid her right hand into his trousers.  Making sure the girls in the
front row of the audience could see what she was doing, she pulled his cock
to an upright position and pressed it against the trouser material.

   "The first one is fairly firm," she said," quite smooth and nicely
warm.".  Moving her hand further down into his trousers, she continued her
commentary.  "His bollocks are hairy, the right is slightly larger than the
left.  I can't feel any other distinguishing characteristics." Steph
removed her hand and sniffed her palm.  "No funny odours either"

   I was next in line and waited eagerly for Steph to approach me.  I hoped
that Steph and the other girls would have a surprise when they reached
inside my trousers but I was confident that Hazel wouldn't be surprised and
would easily guess me.  Steph undid the top button of my trousers, and
inserted her hand under the waistband.  Immediately, she looked at me in
surprise and then turned to look at Amanda.  She whispered to Amanda while
keeping the tips of her fingers resting against the head of my cock.  I
heard the question "Should I mention that he is not wearing underwear?" and
saw Amanda raise her eyebrows but shake her head.  I was sure that Hazel
would not be surprised to discover that fact as I have not worn any
underwear any time that we have made out.  If I'm jogging I tend to wear
either running shorts or tracksuit bottoms only, as Hazel found out on our
park bench, and when I dress casually in jeans, I just wear fly button
501's.  Hazel has found that she can insert her fingers though the fly
buttons and massage my penis rubbing it against the denim material with the
palm of her hand on the outside of my jeans while her fingers touch my
skin.

   "Well, this one is slightly firmer than the first one and also very
warm. It has a nicely defined head and is about six inches long." Steph was
forcing my cock against my trousers to display it to the front row of the
audience.  "The bollocks are also hairy and of a good size." Withdrawing
her hand, she sniffed her palm.  "No unusual smells there either."

   Steph gave a final pat to my cock as she made sure the zip on my
trousers was firmly in place and wouldn't unzip during the next few
minutes. She then moved on to Eddie and undid his top button.  Inserting
her hand, she reached well in before being able to drag his cock upright.

   "The third one is a bit too flexible at the moment but it seems fairly
small.  I just need to improve it slightly." Moving directly in front of
Eddie, Steph opened his zip and used both hands to jerk his cock up and
down.  After a short while, she closed his zip.  "Well, it is slightly
better.  The skin is very smooth and there's not as much hair for it to
hide in - fortunately.  No distinguishing features either".

   Steph kissed Eddie as she moved away from him to go to Jason.  Lifting
his shirt out of his trousers, she undid the trouser button and opened up
his zip showing the tanga pants that he wore.  Being careful not to display
his cock, she revealed the colour of his pubic hair.  This wasn't blonde
like the hair on his head, but was brown.  Steph reached inside his pants
and pressed his cock against the elasticated material, which did not hide
the fact that he was very hard and almost fully erect.

   "The last one is very stiff and you can really feel the blood veins.  It
is quite long, another six inches, and the bollocks are hairy and quite
full.  Quite a good specimen!".  Steph removed her hand and pulled Jason's
zip up.

   "Thank you Steph for that wonderful warm-up.  Can you stick around in
case we need more assistance later?".  Steph nodded and Stuart carried on
with his spiel.

   "Thank you.  Now for a slight twist.  If the girls have to guess who
they are feeling, why should the guys know who is doing the feeling?  Let's
blindfold the guys!".  Hs passed four blindfolds to Amanda and Steph.  We
were quickly blindfolded and the game commenced.

   The first hand to make its way down my trousers suddenly stopped as soon
as it touched my cock and started to withdraw.  Obviously it wasn't Hazel
and by the timidity with which the owner of the hand continued to feel the
very top of my penis, I presumed it was Beth.  The hand did not remain for
long and was soon withdrawn.

   It was replaced by another hand that was more daring but still hesitated
when its owner realised I was not wearing any underwear.  However this
reluctance soon passed and the finger encircled my balls and squeezed
gently.  The hand then encompassed my penis fully and started to slide
slowly up and down.  My penis grew harder with the sensation of being
jerked off by an unknown girl.  The hand withdrew before getting me too
excited.

   The third hand rested briefly against the front of my trousers feeling
my size before being plunged in towards my cock.  This had to be Hazel from
the confidence with which she approached the contents of, to her, the
unknown trousers presented to her.  Her fingers immediately curled around
my cock and she placed her thumb over the end while she squeezed and
massaged me.  She removed her hand and placed her fingers against my lips
so I could smell the aroma she had picked up from me and, I realised,
Richard standing next to me.

   As the final hand was inserted into my trousers, again there was a brief
hesitation with the first intimate touch.  The first hand had hesitated and
then been reluctant to continue, the second hand had hesitated perhaps with
more surprise and then recovered and had taken the opportunity to gain
maximum benefit from the situation.  This final hand was different again.
After hesitating, the fingers carried on their exploration sliding gently
down my length and back up again, then sliding from side to side to measure
my width, before moving down to caress my bollocks.  Whilst this was
happening, I heard a noise from either Eddie or Jason.  I had to
concentrate on not allowing myself to react to the inquisitive hand in my
trousers while working out that one of them had clearly lost control.

   The hand in my trousers was removed and I was allowed to do up my
trouser button and sit down on the barstool behind me.  Stuart whispered to
me that I could remove the blindfold.  I did so and noticed Richard had
removed his and was looking at Steph who was kneeling in front of Jason
with his cock in her mouth.  I also saw Hazel licking her hand clean of the
sperm that he had ejaculated when she had groped him.

   Sally still had her hand in Eddie's trousers but as I watched she
removed it and was moved in front of Jason.  Steph replaced his cock in his
pants and did up his trouser zip.  When Sally inserted her hand, I could
imagine the stickiness that she would find and wondered if it would affect
matters.  I saw Sally's nose turn-up as she felt Jason's wet, and
subsiding, cock but she continued to message it for a while before
withdrawing her hand and being handed a paper towel to clean her hand.

   By this time Eddie and Jason had both removed their blindfolds and had
sat on the barstools.  Meanwhile Amanda had sorted out the answers from
each of the girls and given them their card to hold.  I saw that both
Hazel, correctly, and Beth held "Number 2".  Sam was holding up "Number 1"
and Sally was holding up, rather reluctantly, "Number 4".

   "Boys, stay where you are" ordered Stuart as he fetched each of the
girls in turn and stood them in front of their nominated partner, facing
the audience.  Hazel and Beth stood side by side in front of me.  "Sam, you
said Number One.  Will you please turn round to face your partner and kiss
them while they remove your blindfold." Richard and Sam followed the
instructions and had a long lingering kiss to congratulate each other.

   "Sally, you nominated number 4 as your partner - will you please turn
round and kiss that person while they remove your blindfold." Sally turned
and faced Jason who kissed her while he removed her blindfold.  As soon as
Sally saw she had guessed wrongly, she broke the kiss and looked in dismay
at Eddie.  Eddie leaned towards her and kissed her anyway.

   "Beth, you nominated Number 2 - will you do the same".  Beth turned
towards me and I leaned over to kiss her on the cheek while I removed her
blindfold.  Once Beth saw that she had got it wrong, she looked at Jason,
her correct partner, who sat with his head bowed.

   "And finally, Steph.  You also nominated Number 2 and I'm sure you know
why you got it right.  Will you please turn round and kiss your partner
while he removes the blindfold".

   Hazel did so, and we exchanged a lingering kiss until Stuart walked up
to us.  "So, Hazel, how did you guess that Number 2 was your partner?"

   "Because he never wears underwear!" announced Hazel proudly.  The crowd
cheered as they were finally let into the secret of the surprised looks
from the girls.

   "So, thank you to Eddie and Sally, and Jason and Beth, and also to Steph
for helping out so quickly.  I'm sorry that you are out of the
competition." Stuart shook hands with the two guys and kissed the three
girls on both cheeks as they left the stage.

   "Now we are down to just two couples and there are two prizes - a star
prize and a 'booby' prize.  To decide who is to receive which prize, there
needs to be a tiebreak.  Now we don't go in for drinking games so what we
are going to do is ask each couple in the audience to remove an article of
clothing that the guy is wearing and to give it to their preferred couple
on the stage.  You should all be wearing ties, so there should be any
problem with the tiebreak!  The couple with the most clothes, wins!"

   As Stuart finished speaking, Hazel and I moved to the left hand side of
the stage and Richard and Sam moved to the right.  As ties and jackets and
even a couple of shirts came flying towards use, Hazel and I grabbed them
while Amanda kept count.  Eventually the flood of clothing stopped. 
Stuart, who had been counting for Richard and Sam, consulted with Amanda
and then announced the result.

   "There are eighty couples in the hall, and Marc and Hazel received 39
items of clothing.  Amanda and I are a couple and we haven't voted. 
Neither of the contestant couples on stage has voted.  Richard and Sam
received 38 items of clothing.  The winners are Marc and Hazel!"

   We commiserated Richard and Sam before they were led off by Amanda to
receive their 'booby' prize.  At the back of the stage, a large television
screen flickered and came to life.  The picture was of a large bath in one
of the player's dressing rooms at the football ground.  Stuart explained
the 'prize'.

   "Richard and Sam are now being taken to the dressing room.  Amanda will
explain to them that their prize is an evening together in the bath but
will not explain about the camera!  Both Richard will be asked to remove
his jacket and trousers and Sam will be asked to remove her dress.  A new
suit and dress will be given to them as part of the prize.  A bottle of
champagne awaits them and they have an internal phone to order more
bottles. Each bottle will 'cost' them one article of clothing.  The
dressing room will be locked until tomorrow morning and the camera will
keep rolling for your pleasure!"

   The audience were cheering loudly as Stuart explained the prize.  I was
relieved we hadn't won that prize - particularly as I would only have had
my shirt left!

   Turning to Hazel and me, Stuart explained our prize.

   "We all know how much privacy is lacking in student accommodation - at
least Richard and Sam think they have privacy for their prize!  I can
assure you there will be no hidden cameras where you are going!  Your prize
is to spend the rest of the weekend, just the two of you, in a penthouse
suite in a top hotel in Nottingham" .

   The audience cheered as the television screen showed the door to the
dressing room open.  Amanda led Richard and Sam into the room.  Over the
speakers, we could hear Amanda explain that they had won the night together
in the dressing room and that they would not be disturbed unless they
ordered the free champagne.  Amanda then told them about the new suit and
dress they would receive and asked them to hand over their clothes so that
measurements could be taken.  Richard quickly took off his jacket and
passed it to Amanda while he removed his shoes.

   Sam looked concerned at being asked to remove her dress and I remembered
that she was probably trying to hide the fact that she was wearing a bra.
Richard looked at her and removed his shirt, placing it over her shoulders
and doing the buttons up saying to her "You don't have to be topless for me
unless you want to be".  I heard Hazel take a sharp intake of breath as
Richard opened his shirt showing his muscular, and hairless, chest and his
flat stomach.  "Why couldn't we have felt your chests as well?" Hazel
whispered to me as she studied Richard's physique.

   Now wearing the shirt, Sam removed her dress, stepping out of it and
handing it to Amanda while Richard removed his shoes, socks and trousers.
To the disappointment of me and the other guys watching the screen,
Richard's shirt was almost the same length as Sam's dress so nothing else
was revealed of her body.  Richard handed Amanda his trousers, leaving him
dressed in only his boxer shorts.

   Amanda explained that champagne would cost them items of clothing and
asked for payment for the first bottle.  Richard handed her his tie and she
and left the room, locking the door behind her.  Richard turned to pour the
champagne and, as he did so, Sam quickly reached under the shirt and
removed her bra, tossing it into a far corner of the room.  I guessed that
she didn't want Richard to know that she needed support and then wondered
why he hadn't worked it out during the games.

   As Richard walked towards her, Sam started to undo the shirt buttons. 
"I'm okay being topless for you - but I didn't want to be topless in front
of Amanda." Turning away from him, and inadvertently directly towards the
camera, opened the shirt giving a full view of her breasts to the audience.
I thought the cheering might be heard in the dressing room itself - it was
that loud!  Sam teased Richard by looking over her shoulder at him while
lowering the shirt down her back.  She may have been teasing him, but on
the television she was hiding nothing.  She let the shirt slip to the floor
leaving her dressed in only her shoes and knickers.

   Richard handed her a glass of champagne and they toasted each other
before interlocking their arms and knocking the glass back.

   Stuart regained the attention of the audience to continue with the
description of our prize.

   "We will take you, in a chauffeur driven limousine, to the hotel.  Your
food and drink and anything else you want will be provided but we can't
provide any clothes.  The weekend will cost you nothing and all we ask is
that enjoy yourselves but don't leave your room."

   Amanda re-appeared on the stage carrying a length of chain.

   "Oh, yes!" said Stuart.  "The only catch is that you will be chained
together for the whole weekend and Amanda and I will release you on Sunday
evening.  You will not be more than two feet apart the whole time - but
then you are clearly a couple that belong together as our games this
evening have shown."

   Amanda placed one end of the chain around my waist, leaving it just
loose enough that I would be able to remove my shirt, and then padlocked it
off.  Stuart did the same with the other end of the chain around Hazel,
leaving her just enough space to slip her dress off.  Amanda and Stuart
then led us from the stage and out of the room.  As we walked though the
audience, I felt a number of girls rub their hands against my crotch,
excited by the fact that I was not wearing any underwear.  I also noticed
some guys reach out to touch Hazel's breasts, her excitement highlighted by
her proud nipples.

   As we left the room, a cheer went up from those watching the screen.  I
turned and saw that Sam had removed her knickers and was now kissing
Richard fervently, while trying to remove his boxer shorts..  Amanda pulled
me out of the room and out of view of the television.  As the door closed
behind us, another cheer went up - this time from the girls - and I guessed
that Richard had finally lost his shorts.

   Hazel and I enjoyed the rest of our weekend that followed - but that's
another story!

   Next Part: Hotel in Chains

  
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