The Contest: by Purplecat. I don’t suppose you could call Cocksville a quaint little town, but to an outsider it certainly did appear so. There wasn’t a house in it that was less than a hundred years old and the residents kept the lawns, gardens and homes immaculate. The most spectacular garden in town belonged to Miss Abigail Spencer. Miss Spencer is a spinster who spends most of her time in her garden and is very proud to show it off. She will invite anyone who stops by, in to take a tour, even perfect strangers. State Highway 36 runs right through the center of town. At the city limits, Highway 36 changes to Main Street and there was a large sign that read, “Welcome to Cocksville.” To the left was a very large and colorful rooster and below was more letters that read, “Visit our world famous ‘Walk of the Cock’ Open everyday except Labor Day weekend. The ‘Walk Of The Cock,’ took up almost all of the only park in town. The walk itself was made of pea gravel that was confined by landscape timbers and stones. Skirting the walk on both side were beautiful flowers of all kinds. There were small streams with picturesque bridges and water flowers. Visitors were overcome by its beauty. The walk was almost two miles long and wound its way through the park like a large serpent. In the center of the park and at the end of the walk was a large outdoor arena with enough seats to seat the entire 2511 residents of Cocksville. There was a small stage in the center that could be viewed from any angle. The seats completely encircled the stage. Visitors often wonder why such a small town would have such a large arena. If they asked a resident they were told that the town had occasional shows and plays put on by the local theatrical club. They never told them the actual use of the arena. Main Street ran the entire width of the town and both sides of the street was filled with stores and shops. They were mostly shops to attract Tourist. There were antique shops, pottery shops, shops that sold tee shirts with catchy phrases and slogans printed on them. Art shops and shops that sold about anything you can think of that a tourist might buy. There were also stores to provide the local residents with their needs. Harry Jones and his wife. Millie, ran the grocery on the corner of Elm and Main. Harry was a registered sex offender. He raped a ten year old girl in Massachusetts and after spending ten years in prison moved to Cocksville where he met Millie. They bought the grocery from old Mister Tyler, who was pushing eighty and since he’d just lost his wife to cancer was ready to retire. Harry paid cash that he took from a bank in New Hampshire. He robbed the bank the same year that he raped the little girl, but the police never connected the two crimes. Harry had become a respected citizen of Cocksville. The fact that he was a sex offender meant nothing to the residents. And no one seemed to notice the stream of young girls and boys that frequented the grocery store. There were two filling stations a hardware store and several clothing and shoe shops. The residents could find almost anything they needed at the local stores. If they wanted something they didn’t need they had to drive twenty-five miles to Brownsburg. The biggest event that occurred in Cocksville was the contest. It occurred once a year and since every man, woman, and child that lived there were so competitive, they spent the entire year preparing for it. Unlike most small towns where the kids competed in all sorts of sports, the kids in Cocksville practiced for the contest. Many residents who were born there lived there and wouldn’t consider moving away because of the annual contest and others had moved there because of the contest. The contest was always held on Labor Day weekend and continued for the full three days. The contest consisted of six phases and awards were presented for each phase. There was also specialty awards presented and sometimes added if a resident had done something spectacular during the preceding year. On contest days the streets off of Main were all barricaded to prevent visitors from wandering down to the Walk Of The Cock Park. The stores were all closed and all of the residents were seated inside the arena by eight on Saturday morning. The arena seats were color coded. The inner ring seats were white and extended back to the last five rows. The outer ring seats were red and consisted of the last five rows. The adults sat in the white seats and the children twelve and under sat in the red. The children always became rowdy during the contest and were separated so they wouldn’t interfere with the adults view. The average family in Cocksville had six children, but of course there were exceptions. Jerome Crawford and his wife Cindy had twenty-two. Everyone in town knew that Jerome hadn’t fathered them all. Two of them had the yellow skin and slanted eyes of the Orientals. There was only one Oriental family in Cocksville and that was Harvey Fong and his wife Hilda. No one was sure if Harvey was the father or if it was his oldest son Junior. The Crawford’s also had four black kids. The two black families in town were The Johnson’s and the Jackson’s. Willy Johnson and Lamont Jackson swore the kids weren’t theirs. Their wives weren’t so sure, but they told everyone that Cindy got pregnant when she went to Gary Indiana to visit relatives. Just to look at them one would swear that all of the Crawford children had different fathers. When the Mayor entered the arena a hush fell over the crowd, even the Children quieted down. One could almost feel the excitement emanating from the crowd. The day they’d all been training for the whole year was finally here. The Contest was about to begin. As always Billy Mayer was strutting around the stage. Billy had Downs Syndrome and even though he has the body of a thirty-three year old man, his mind is that of a ten year old child. Billy spent his days walking up and down Main Street swinging his night stick and brandishing a deputy sheriff’s badge, provided by Rufus Marcs the town Sheriff. Rufus claimed it was just to make the boy feel important, but it was really to keep Billy from going into the stores and picking up things. Since the Sheriff gave him the badge he hadn’t shop lifted a single thing. The Mayor climbed the steps to the stage and walked to the podium. Heratio Hogan had been mayor for five terms. He had a shock of fiery red hair and a jolly face. He was a known womanizer and the men in town claimed he won on the women’s vote, which was probably true, because most of the men in town didn’t vote. He leaned into the mike and cleared his throat. “First I have an announcement to make,” he said and proceeded to tell everyone that the winner of last years phase one could not compete this year. It seemed that Sam Harper the town pharmacist and last year’s winner of phase one had a death in the family. His wife, Maude’s father had died and they were on their way to Nebraska for the funeral. Sam sent his apologies and said he thought of staying behind, but without Maude there to cheer him on he doubted if he would have performed well anyway. “Now it’s time for the annual preliminary contest. Will the contestants please come up.” Abigail Spencer was on the steps first. Her big ass shook like a number three washtub filled with jello and her huge tits slapped against her knees as she climbed the stairs. Billy Mayer was now walking around shaking his cock at the audience. Billy’s cock was fifteen inches long and as big around as the three pound cucumber that Abigail used to practice with. Cindy Crawford and her seventeen year old daughter, Amy was next in line and they kind of slithered up the steps. Even after giving birth twenty-two times Cindy’s body was still a pretty good match to the famous model and movie star of the same name, except this Cindy’s tits were bigger. Amy’s body was a twin to her mother’s They probably could have passed for twins if they both had a sack over their head. Cindy had long blond hair and Amy had fiery red hair and a jolly face. Amy was the eldest of four of Cindy’s children that had fiery red hair and a jolly face. By the time The Crawford ladies got on the stage, Abigail already had Billy’s cock down her throat and was stuffing his balls into her mouth. Billy was just grinning, from ear to ear. The audience was whooping and hollering. The mayor started his stopwatch the instant Abigail swallowed Billy’s cock. Now it was just a matter of how long she could keep it there. Abigail already held the town record of four minutes and thirteen seconds. It looked as though she would break her old record again. Three other women had followed the Crawford’s on to the stage, but when the mayor announced “Three minutes.” They turned around and left. Billy was always chosen for this part of the contest. Not only because he had the biggest cock in town, but he could also cum ten or twelve times before it went soft. At four minutes the Mayor started counting the seconds. Abigail was turning blue, but she held on until she heard him say “Fifteen,” she then spit out Billy’s cock and balls and gasped for air. “Miss Abby has just set a new town record of four minutes and fifteen seconds. She could very easily win the cock swallowing contest for the tenth year in a row.” The Mayor yelled into the mike. The crowd went wild with applause. Cindy was next and she had no problem swallowing Billy’s cock. She lasted for two minutes and fifty-nine seconds and could have gone longer if Billy hadn’t cum. It was just an automatic impulse for her to pull back and catch it in her mouth. She couldn’t stand the thought of having all of that delicious stuff slide down her throat without tasting it. She got up smiling even though she knew she’d lost. Or had she? After all who got the prize? She thought, smacking her lips and licking them. Next it was Amy’s turn. She took several deep breaths and swallowed Billy’s cock. She’d already made up her mind to keep it there even if she passed out. Nothing was going to stand in the way of her becoming the deep throat champion of Cocksville. The Mayor couldn’t believe it when his watched showed four minutes. Even though he was surprised he started counting off the seconds. The crowd was in such an uproar that Amy couldn’t hear the count, so she just stayed with it. When it reached four minutes and twenty-five seconds the Mayor held his watch in front of her face and she let Billy’s cock flop out of her mouth smiling. The Mayor went to the mike, “We have a new record and a new champion cock Swallower,” he yelled. The crowd went crazy. Cindy grabbed her daughter and hugged her, both women were laughing hysterically Abigail was yelling, but her words were drowned out by the din. Billy Mayer was trying to get his cock into Amy’s pussy from behind. Billy always got to fuck the woman that won the cock swallowing contest. Amy pushed her mother far enough away to allow her to bend slightly and Billy drove into her like a train entering a tunnel. After sometime the Mayor quieted the crowd. “She cheated,” Abigail said. “She did not cheat you old bag,” Cindy yelled. “She didn’t take his balls in her mouth,” Abby whined. “Abby, you know that’s not in the rule book, you just do it because you want too. Amy won fair and square.” Abigail had tears in her eyes, but she didn’t want to appear a poor sport, so she smiled. “I’ll get her next year,” she said. The mayor’s wife, Kate came up the steps carrying the trophy. The Mayor took it and handed it to Amy. She held it above her head smiling and the crowd went crazy again. The Mayor pulled Amy to the microphone and the crowd quieted to hear what she had to say. “I want to thank everyone that helped me. All of the gentlemen that allowed me to practice on their cocks and my mother who was the most help of all by letting me practice on her foot.” “She can damned near swallow the whole thing,” Cindy said, leaning in to the mike. “Hope you will excuse me, but it’s difficult to talk with a ten pound bologna sausage shoved up your cunt.” That drew a laugh from the crowd, especially from the kids in the back rows. “When you finish up there Billy you can put that bologna sausage in my cunt,” Little Sarah Brown shouted. Sarah was ten and was practicing for the large foreign objects part of the contest. The Mayor finally got the stage cleared. Amy got herself turned around, her trophy clutched under one arm and the other around Billy’s neck, with her legs locked firmly around his waist, she rode his cock off the stage. She came halfway down the steps, but no one paid much attention to her screams, because it was time for Phase One. The Mayor made the announcement trying to ignore the screams coming from the back rows where Harry Jones was busy fucking as many of the young boys and girls as he could before his cock refused to get hard again. The contestants formed two rings around the stage. The inner ring was the cock bearers and the outer ring was made up of cocksuckers. Of course the inner ring were all men, well almost, Sadie Harper looked just like a woman except for the large cock and balls she carried between her legs. The outer ring was mixed, both men and women cocksuckers. The first part of this phase was elimination. The first twelve contestants to draw sperm went on to the finals. The Mayor made sure everyone was in their places, “Get ready…. Get set…. Suck!” he said. The cocksuckers all slid to their knees and began to suck. The audience was quiet, because it was their job to point out the first sperm. One man groaned loudly and the crowd on that side began to point. A young man rose with his hand in the air. It was Harvey Fong’s, son, Junior, that had drawn the first sperm. The sucking continued and one by one the cocks began to shoot until the first twelve had been identified. The Mayor announced that the first twelve had been chosen, but many of the contestants continued to suck anyway. “This is not fair your honor,” Cindy Crawford yelled. “What’s the problem Cindy?” The Mayor asked. “I was sucking Sadie’s cock and she grabbed my head and wouldn’t let me go until she shot her whole load. I got sperm several seconds before some of the other contestants.” “Is that true Sadie,” He asked. “Yes your honor I guess it is, I just got carried away, because it felt so fucking good.” “In that case Cindy will be the thirteenth finalist this year,” His honor announced. “I got sperm before some of the others too,” Mabel Simmons said. Mabel was the wife of John Simmons, the pastor of the first Baptist church of Cocksville. “She’s right your honor I saw her throat swallowing several seconds before some of the others drew sperm,” The Reverend Simmons attested. “Who’s cock were you sucking Mabel?” “Willy Jackson’s.” “Is that right Willy, did you shoot sperm before some of the others?” “Yes I did your Honor, I tried to push her off, but she wouldn’t let go until she ate it all. Several people in the audience laughed. Everybody in town knew how much Mabel loved eating sperm. “I’m sorry Mabel, but it looks like your love of sperm has disqualified you as a finalist in phase one.” Mabel began to cry and the Reverend took her in his arms to console her. “Don’t worry dear you’ll do better in phase two,” he said. “It’s time for the second part of Phase one,” the Mayor announced, “Kate if you would be so kind, please pass among the finalist and let them draw numbers to see who goes first.” The Mayors wife appeared with a container that looked surprisingly like a pill box from a pool table. She shook a pill into each contestant’s hand. It seemed the contestants preferred having larger numbers so they would know the time they had to beat. Hoagy Frost let out a loud moan when he got number one and his wife Judy, who was also a finalist, grinned happily when she got number twelve. Harry owned and operated the Exxon station on Main Street Part two of Phase one was a timed event. The contestant went to center stage with a man that was picked at random. The contestant sucked the man’s cock until he shot his sperm. The contestant that drew sperm in the shortest time period was the winner. There were three judges seated evenly spaced around the stage, each with a stop watch. The shortest and the longest time were thrown out and the middle time was the contestant’s official time. The judges were some of the most respected members of the community. Roy Birch was a circuit judge. He covered the whole county, but he resided in Cocksville. Father Louis McKenna was the priest at the Immaculate Heart of Mary church. Suzann Davis was a city council woman and was doing her civic duty. She would much rather have been a contestant than a judge. Hoagy Frost started things off with a time of two minutes ten seconds. Hoagy grinned as he wiped the sperm out of his beard. He knew that was a good time and might even hold up until the end. He was right it was a good time. The next four contestants had excellent techniques and were enthusiastic cocksuckers, but none of them could beat Hoagy’s time. The sixth contestant was Cindy Crawford. Cindy showed the crowd what sucking a cock was all about. The poor man looked like his cock was being pulled into a vacuum cleaner. And Cindy wound up with a time of one minute and fifty-four seconds. Hoagy yelled foul and claimed that the man Cindy sucked was too young to be in Phase one. “He’s twenty-two,” the Mayor said. “It doesn’t matter, nobody can last two minutes with Cindy sucking his cock,” Judge Birch said. “I’ll say, you’re lucky if you can go one,” Father McKenna grinned. It was obvious that the two male judges had been on the receiving end of Cindy’s mouth many times. “I don’t have a dick, but she can suck a cunt so dry it’ll beg for rain,” Suzann said. The judges ruled Hoagy’s complaint frivolous and the contest continued. No one else came close to Cindy’s time. In fact no one else beat Hoagy’s time. Contestant number thirteen was none other than Abigail Spencer. Abby pulled her massive naked body up the steps and plopped down in front of her cock. She grabbed it in her hand and slowly raised her mouth. Her hand began to stroke it so fast that no one could see it. It was just a blur. Cindy began to yell foul. Abby closed her mouth over the man’s cock and swallowed him balls and all. It looked very much like she was going to rip the man’s genitals right off of his body. The man groaned and Abby, grinned letting his sperm run down her chin. Her official time was one minute and forty-two seconds. Abby had won. “But she almost jacked him off before she ever got it in her mouth,” Cindy complained. “I started timing from the first second she touched his cock,” Judge Birch said. “Me too,” Father McKenna said. Suzann nodded her head. “But look, she took her false teeth out,” Cindy said, pointing. “There’s no rule that says you can’t take your false teeth out, Cindy. Abby has won Phase one,” the Mayor said. Cindy didn’t want to appear a sore loser so she tried to help Abby to her feet. After several tries, the Mayor and the man Abby had sucked helped. Cindy had Abby’s huge tits thrown over her shoulders and her arms wrapped around her waist, but she wasn’t able to lift her until the two men grabbed Abby’s arms and helped. They finally got Abby to her feet. Cindy’s mind was really on the young man she’d sucked during the contest. She couldn’t remember fucking him before. She couldn’t believe there was a man in Cocksville that she hadn’t fucked. She left the stage and set out to find him. After the trophy presentation the mayor announced it was time for lunch and told everybody to be back in an hour for Phase two. Phase two was the favorite of many of the contestants. Like Mabel, the wife of reverend John Simmons. It was definitely her favorite, because it was all about eating sperm and that was Mabel’s favorite thing in the whole world. When the audience returned after lunch, they found a large table had been moved in next to the stage. The table was loaded with plastic one pint tumblers. Everybody took a container and wrote their name on it with the magic markers that were provided. In this phase every man woman and child participated, except Judge Roy and Father McKenna. Judge Roy was to be the official weigher and the good father the recorder. Suzann Davis was scheduled to help, by observing and making sure there were no irregularities, but she begged off, because this was her favorite phase too. The Mayor agreed to take the responsibility for her. The Mayor stepped up to the microphone, “Does everyone have a tumbler?” he asked. He heard many yes’s and no no’s. “Remember after each weigh in you must drink all the sperm you have collected in your tumbler before you can return to the competition. If you do not drink it all you will be disqualified.” He raised his hand high above his head, everyone waited in anticipation. “Mabel, stop sucking that cock,” he said. Mabel Simmons jumped to her feet. “Sorry your Honor, I thought it was time to start,” she giggled. “As always it’s time to start when I drop my arm,” he sighed. The Mayor dropped his arm and everybody grabbed a cock. There weren’t enough cocks to go around and that made the start of Phase two kind of comical. The contestants were like children playing musical chairs. Everybody trying to grab a cock to suck, several of the contestants were trying to get their mouth on the same cock at the same time. There were many of the men who were into cocksucking. They usually wound up sucking and being sucked at the same time. Herbie Levi had the right idea. He was curled up in one of the aisles sucking his own cock. Any girl over the age of eight was allowed to participate and any boy, regardless of age, as long as he could ejaculate. The girls under eight were happy that they didn’t have to suck cocks that shot sperm, but they welcomed the opportunity to practice their cocksucking techniques on cocks that didn’t shoot the nasty stuff. Their parents were always telling them to practice. Some day they may be the winner of Phase two. Their fathers and brothers were always willing to let them practice on their cocks, but there was nothing like gaining the wonderful experience of the contest. Suzann Davis was the first contestant to come on stage for a weigh in. She only had about one finger of sperm in the bottom of her tumbler, but she insisted the judge weigh her in. Suzann had a plan and she was about to put her plan into action. The Judge weighed her tumbler and Father McKenna recorded it in the ledger next to her name. She swallowed it down in one big gulp and then she smiled at the three judges. She’d noticed the year before how the three men’s balls were bloated by the end of phase two. She also noticed that all three of them had huge balls With Father McKenna having the largest. His looked as if they just fell off of a grapefruit tree. “I’m sucking you three next,” she said, smiling. “Suzann you know we can’t participate in the contest,” the Mayor said. “No Your Honor that is not correct. You and the other two judges are not allowed to be contestants only cocksuckers can be contestants. The men out there having their cocks sucked are citizens of Cocksville and so are you three. There’s nothing in the by laws that says you can’t get a blow job.” She said. “She’s right,” Judge Roy said. “But there’ll all kinds of complaints from the contestants,” the Mayor said. “Sit down here next to Father Louie and I’ll crawl under the table and suck your cocks one at a time. No one will know what’s going on.” The table had a cloth skirt on both sides and the ends. It had “Cocksville” emblazoned on each side with a likeness of the town Rooster next to the name. The ends had the great seal of Cocksville on them. This was the first year they’d used the skirt. The Mayor shrugged his shoulders and sat down. Suzann crawled under the table and they didn’t see her again until the contest was almost over. When she finally came out her beaker was almost full. Judge Roy weighed her in and she drank it down, stopping several times to catch a breath between gulps. Since there are so many cocksucker contestants and not enough cocks to go around it was difficult to get very much sperm in a single beaker. The record was set many years ago by Mrs. Brenda Phillips the wife of the Mayor John Phillips who was unseated by Mayor Hogan almost twenty years before. Her record was six point three-two-one ounces. No one had ever come close to her record. There was still quite a controversy over that record. Many people thought she cheated. Some said she didn’t suck any cocks at all. She just went around the arena and when she found a beaker unattended she emptied half of its contents into her beaker. No one could prove it though. Happy Thomas claimed he saw her do it, but it was just her word against his. Happy was the town drunk and she was the Mayors wife so her record stuck. Three hours after phase two began the Mayor went to the podium and pounded his gavel on it. That signaled the end of phase two. All of the contestants lined up for weigh in. Of course Suzann won phase two with a total weight of seven point seven-four-three ounces. It was a new record, many of the contestants were disappointed and a few hollered “Cheater,” but the record stood because the judges had first hand knowledge of the source of Suzann’s sperm. Suzann thanked everyone for this wonderful opportunity. There was no other place on earth one could get this kind of recognition. She walked around the stage holding the trophy over her head while the audience applauded. Most of the applause came from the men, or rather the non-cocksuckers and it was really in appreciation of her beautiful body. While she strutted around the Mayor spoke into the microphone. “While were at it let’s show Suzann our appreciation for the beautiful skirt around the judges table. She claims its all hand stitched, she started on right after last years contest and it took her almost the whole year to make it.” Even the cocksuckers applauded this time. “Don’t worry about it Suzann we’ll put it away and use it again next year,” the mayor grinned. “Don’t you worry about it Your Honor. I’ll make an even nicer one for next year.” Suzann yelled over the din. The Mayor went on to announce that Herbie Levi had won second place and Mabel Simmons third. Herbie and Mabel came up to collect their trophies and to say a quick thank you into the microphone. The Mayor went on to remind everyone that tomorrow was phase three and four. Both phases were the insertion of foreign objects. Phase three was vaginal objects and phase four anal. He reminded everyone not to forget to bring their foreign objects with them. He thanked Rabbi Abraham Benjamin for canceling his services for the morning and announced that Reverend Spencer and Father Louis had also canceled their Sunday services. “Everyone be here at eight tomorrow,” he said and closed the proceedings. The crowd began to file out. Cindy Crawford came rushing up on the stage dragging a young man behind her. The Mayor recognized the young man as the one Cindy had sucked in the finals of phase one. “What are you doing Cindy?” he asked. “I never fucked this guy before, I’m going to fuck him,” she said stretching out on the judges table and spreading her legs. The young man hesitated, “Should I? he asked, looking at the Mayor. “Yeah go ahead every one else has,” the Mayor said, “Cindy don’t you recognize this young man?” “No I don’t, should I?” “He’s Max Turners son, Bobby, been living with his mom in California and just returned last week.” “Max’s son? I think Max fathered one of my kids, but I don’t care I’ve never fucked him.” “Actually Ma’am, I did fuck you when I was thirteen.” The young man said. “I must have forgotten it, so it doesn’t count, fuck me now,” Cindy said. Cindy was known for her bad memory, she was always forgetting who she fucked and had to fuck them again to be sure. The Mayor left the stage with a smile on his face and the sounds of Cindy’s screams in his ears. It was people like Cindy that made Cocksville such a special place to live. Phase three: the vaginal insertion of foreign objects. Was possibly the most practiced phase of the contest. The contestants spent the whole year preparing for it. There were two first place trophies presented, one for twelve and under and another for over twelve. The contestants had to register before the contest. Not everyone wanted to compete and since each contestant went on stage to perform, it kept the number of competitors down to a manageable level. The year before the first place trophy went to Kara Lott. Kara was a registered nurse and worked it the hospital in Brownsburg. Most of the doctors and nurses at the Brownsburg hospital lived in Cocksville. They took turns attending the contest so as not to leave the hospital without staff. Kara won last year by inserting three baseball bats and the butt end of a cue stick. Her performance proved to many of the women that almost anything would go in a cunt if it was properly prepared. Great things were expected this year. The registration went smoothly, except Sadie Harper tried to register. She was disqualified for lack of cunt. Sadie wasn’t happy about it and told Judge Roy that if he ever fucked her he’d think she had the best cunt in town. The registration was over by nine and the contest began. The contestant sat on the judges table and after inserting what ever she brought for insertion, they turned a complete circle so everyone in the audience could see. The twelve and under girls went first. They inserted soda cans and bottles many of them used large dildos. Little Sarah Brown won first prize by inserting a statue of Casper the friendly ghost and an exact replica of John Holmes cock at the same time. In the adult part of the contest Kara managed the three bats again, but couldn’t squeeze in a fourth. She wound up with three bats and two cue sticks. Many of the women matched her last years performance but no one could surpass her, until Angela Cartwheel shoved a regulation football all the way up her cunt with only a bit of the pointed end visible. No one was sure if a regulation football was bigger than three bats and two cue sticks, but because the contest is decided by popular vote, Angela won. It was her showmanship that won it for her. After she showed the audience she flexed her cunt muscles and passed the ball to her husband who was standing about twenty feet off the stage. The crowd went so wild the Mayor couldn’t quiet them. They demanded she do it over. They didn’t even begin to quiet until she did it four more times. Kara Admitted that Angela had her beat. When she received the trophy Angela promised that next year she would catch a pass with her cunt. Kara said that next year she would pass. Judge Roy though she meant she wouldn’t compete next year and was quite distressed, but Kara assured him that she would compete and she meant she’d pass a basketball. By the time the trophies were presented it was time for lunch. The crowd was all back in their seats by one o’clock and were looking forward to Phase four: The anal insertion of foreign objects. In this phase the men and Sadie Harper also competed. Actually it was all rather mundane, they pushed Champaign bottles butt end first up their ass. baseball bats and Janet Carson even took in a bowling pin, but after Angela’s performance in phase three it was all rather boring, until Hoagy Frost came on and shoved a one gallon plastic milk jug all the way up his ass. The audience was surprised because Hoagy had entered the contest for many years and had never done anything so dramatic before. He explained that he learned to do it while giving himself an enema. He said he’d always used a milk jug, but without the cap. This caused a little buzz through the audience. It looked as though Hoagy had Phase four won, until Herbie Levi came on. Herbie put a plastic bag over his head and shoved his head, bag and all up his ass. The crowd went wild again. There was some question if Herbie’s head was a foreign object. After much discussion it was decided that the bag was a foreign object, so Herbie was declared the winner. During the trophy presentation Rabbi Benjamin rushed up on the stage and whispered something into the Mayor’s ear. The Mayor smiled and leaned into the mike, “The good Rabbi wants me to assure everyone that not all Jews have their heads up their ass.” This brought a roar of laughter from the crowd. The anal insertion of foreign objects trophy presentation signaled the end of Sunday’s festivities. However no one left the arena. They all stayed to practice for phases five and six. Phases five and six ran concurrently and lasted all of Labor Day. There was no time limit and most years it lasted through the late hours of the evening. Phase Five determined the best female fucker and Phase six the best male. Everyone participated in these last phases, even the judges. The only ones not considered an official contestant were the young boys that couldn’t produce sperm. However they did have a box of black marbles and counted as a cock fucked. All of the men had a box of black marbles and the women had a one gallon zip lock bag. A couple fucked until the man was at the door to orgasm. At that point they stopped and moved on. The man dropped a black marble into the ladies zip lock bag. At the end of the day, the woman with the most black marbles won Phase five and the last man with a hard cock won Phase six. Sadie Harper was allowed to have a plastic bag instead of a box of black marbles. She was the only contestant that could possibly win both Phases. This part of the contest was strictly skill. The woman had to be careful not to make the man shoot his sperm, because if she did she forfeited her black marble. The man had to practice excellent control. If he shot sperm too often he wouldn’t make it through the day. Cindy Crawford was by far the favorite to win Phase five. She’d won a special award the year before for having the most educated pussy in Cocksville. It wasn’t part of the contest it was a special award given her by the citizens. It was awarded by popular vote and Cindy was pleasantly surprised to find that every man and women in town had pitched in to buy her the trophy. They gave her a huge card that everyone had signed. She kept in a prominent place on her mantle, right next to all of the contest trophies she’d won. If someone dropped in and admired it she was sure to show them just how educated her pussy was. There wasn’t an official starting time, when ever people came in they grabbed a bag or a box of marbles and started fucking. Most people came early and stayed late. The women loved this part of the contest because they could have as many orgasms as possible. The men loved it because they got to fuck all of those pussies. The fucking continued all day. People would take time out to eat the food they’d brought with them, but there were no breaks and there was always a crowd fucking. There probably wouldn’t have been much of a contest, because Cindy was so far ahead by the early afternoon that it looked as if no one could catch her. As luck would have it she developed a severe cramp in her left thigh at about two o’clock and it looked as though she was going to be out all together. She was writhing around on a seat rubbing her thigh with tears in her eyes from the pain. The other women seen the opening and doubled their efforts. Cindy was in such pain she forgot all about the contest. She was hurting so bad it didn’t matter anymore. Billy Mayer was doing well on the men’s side, but Billy had a slight attention disorder and although he could fuck forever he didn’t have much physical stamina. At about the same time Cindy’s cramp started he curled up on the grass outside the arena and took a nap. Cramps have been the bane of athletes since athletics first began. The ancient Greeks thought cramps were a curse put on them by the Gods. Either they were displeased with their performance, or they had chosen a favorite and had put a curse on them to make sure their favorite won. Cindy didn’t know about any of this, all she knew was it hurt like hell. Bubba Blanchard had just finished fucking Abigail Spencer. He thought Abigail was a great cocksucker, but when it came to fucking she had entirely too much flab hanging around her cunt. Shit he could get that anytime he wanted it, by fucking his brood sow. He came up on Cindy rubbing her thigh. He was behind her and thought she was rubbing her clit. He reasoned that there was no way a woman that looked that good ought to have to rub her cunt and right in the middle of the contest too. He thought that all of the other men must have lost what little mind they had to start with. He picked Cindy up like she was a feather floating on the breeze. She groaned a little, but didn’t stop rubbing her thigh. Bubba sat down and eased her cunt down on his cock. Bubba may not have a cock bigger than Billy Mayer, but it was the second biggest in Cocksville. Billy’s was an inch longer, but it hadn’t been determined whose was the thickest. Fourteen inches of cock in her cunt caused lots of things to happen to Cindy’s body. First she came and second she forgot all about the cramp in her leg. The pain in her cunt was a lot more severe and a lot more enjoyable. By the time Bubba had driven the bottom of her cunt into her throat the cramp in her leg was gone. Bubba didn’t do well though He shot her cunt full of sperm and she didn’t get a black marble. Cindy was back in the contest and all of the other women realized it and doubled their efforts a second time. It was no longer a contest. Many women had dropped out due to exhaustion and most of the younger girls had fallen asleep for the same reason. That left plenty of free cocks to be fucked and Cindy fucked them all. She filled one bag full of black marbles and started on a second. As always when one woman had Phase five cinched. They all turned against the men. They stopped fucking them for black marbles and began fucking for sperm. It was best said by Blanch Parker some fifty years before. She won Phase five six years in a row and always came down hard on the men at the end. “A man’s got no business winning Phase six if he can’t keep it up.” She said, and that statement had stuck down through the years and was engraved on the Phase six trophy above the winner’s name. The women fucked the men into submission. There wasn’t a hard cock to be seen anywhere. The deadline was midnight and at one minute before the Mayor climbed up on the stage to announce the winner of Phase five and to announce again, as always, no winner for Phase six. That’s when Billy Mayer came striding into the arena swing his dick like a night stick. Little Sarah Brown was sleeping next to the aisle. Billy picked her up and impaled her on his hard cock. Her eyes flew open and her mouth broke into a wide grin. “Billy Mayer has a way with B..O..L..O..G..N..A,” she screamed, singing, cumming and laughing all at the same time. The other contestants all broke into laughter. Billy came and began looking for another cunt to fuck. All of the women stood and bent over. Billy skewered the next cunt he saw, It happened to be Rabbi Benjamin’s wife Rachel. “I hope the damn thing’s kosher,” she screamed. The Mayor announced Cindy as the winner of Phase five and Billy of Phase six. None of the women could remember seeing Billy for several hours, but they all thought he deserved to win, so no one complained. They all knew that Billy was the best fucker in Cocksville. The Mayor presented the trophies and now it was time for the finale. That was when the two winners fucked on stage. This was a real treat, because it hadn’t happened in so many years. A tall narrow rotating bed was sitting in the middle of the stage. Cindy crawled on it grinning. This was a real honor since, it hadn’t happened in so many years. Billy didn’t care about the honor. All he cared about was fucking Cindy’s pussy. Billy climbed on her and tried to find her pussy. He wasn’t used to being on top. Most women took him from the rear because he slobbered so much when he was fucking. Cindy didn’t care how much he slobbered she grabbed his cock and put it where it belonged. She solved the slobbering problem by clamping her mouth over his. Once Billy had his cock in her he knew just what to do. He drove all fifteen inches into her cunt and began to fuck her like he was trying to dig a new hole. Cindy thought he already had dug several inches of new hole. She’d fucked Billy many times, but always from the back and this was a new experience. She decided that from now on she would fuck Billy with him on top, but come to think of it, maybe she should get on top. Could she get more of his cock that way? This was the fuck of the decade, maybe of the century. Billy came and there was no room in Cindy’s cunt for sperm. His pistoning cock forced it to spew out, some of it ran down her ass but most of it shot out and landed on the stage, some of it sprayed on the audience in the first few rows. By now everyone in the arena was awake and cheering. They began to count the number of times Billy came. Each time a new stream of sperm squished out the whole audience yelled out the next higher number. They were at fifteen and counting when Billy’s cock finally buckled and fell out. For the first time in her life Cindy was fully fucked, her body felt like a three day old lettuce leaf that had been left in the sun. Jeffrey Turner, a reporter from the Cocksville Daily Democrat filmed the whole thing. It was sure to be a classic. He was sure he could sell at least one copy to every household in Cocksville. It was two AM when the Mayor climbed into his F150 and headed for home. His wife, Kate, was curled up one the seat next to him. “You know honey, I think we should add an ass fucking phase to next years contest,” she said, stretching her body out “You mean a Phase seven?” “Oh no, nothing can replace Phases five and six on Labor day, I was thinking of adding a Phase Four A that would last all night on Sunday.” “That’s a good idea. I’ll bring it up at the next meeting of the contest officials.” “I think it would really be fun and I might even have a chance of winning a trophy.” “Yeah you are pretty good at ass fucking.” “Pull into the filling station and let’s practice, that’ll give me a head start on everybody else.” Heratio grinned and pulled into the station. Jerome and Cindy Crawford were riding down Elm street on their way home. They were both glad to be alone at last. Their kids were in the family bus that was driven by their eldest son, Joseph. Joseph didn’t have Downs Syndrome, but he looked a great deal like Billy Mayer. Jerome and Cindy always traveled alone in her Corvette. “Look at those young black boys,” she said. There were six boys walking together. “That’s the Johnson and Jackson boys they are always together it seems,” he said. “I don’t think I’ve fucked them.” “Of course you have honey.” “Well if I did I don’t remember it, pull over and stop.” Jerry pulled the car to the curb and stopped. Cindy stepped out of the car. No one in Cocksville wears clothes on Labor Day so she was naked and so were the boys. She stared at their hard cocks. Yes she was quite sure she’d never fucked these boys. They all came up to her grinning. “Look boys I don’t feel like a gang bang. How about just a nice little fuck?” she grinned “Want us to fuck you one at a time?” one of the boys asked. “Heavens no, I didn’t say I was dead. How about three at a time?” she said smiling. Jerry stretched his arms through the T top and yawned. He looked up at the starry sky and thought how beautiful the night was. He yawned again and put his seat back as far as it would go. It looked like his wife was going to be a while, so he decided to take a nap. The End This story is a work of fiction and was written for you to enjoy. The author does not in anyway condone the acts of perversion presented here. It is all pure fantasy and I hope you fantasized to your hearts content. 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