Everything Goes
(The Game Show)

I looked at the line of people in front of me, knowing that my chances of getting chosen as a contestant for "The Ultimate Game Show" were minimal. Of course, just like every other person there I was positive I had everything needed to be chosen and win the big money.

We were there to try out as contestants. With a grand prize of over ten million dollars, competition was stiff. Every person in line had to pass an examination - knowledge of science, literature and other academic subjects was needed, along with trivia and pop culture. I didn't realize so many people not only knew Einstein's theory of relativity, but also knew that Princess Leia and Luke Skywalker were siblings, that Coca Cola "invented" the modern Santa Claus, and also knew the punch line to the joke about the traveling salesman and the storekeeper's daughter.

"The contestants for this week's shows have been chosen," a voice boomed over the sound system. "Please file out the door in orderly fashion and hand your ID badges to the security guard on your way out. Thank you for your interest, feel free to come back for next week's auditions."

There was a collective sigh among the people still in line, including myself. A few people protested, convinced that they were unfairly removed. Since there wasn't anybody from the production company around to hear their complaints, the mutterings soon disappeared.

As I stood patiently in line waiting to hand in my ID and leave, a man in a very expensive tailored suit talking through a headpiece pointed at me. Within seconds, a security guard grabbed me by the arm and whispered, "Mr. Valencia wants to talk to you."

"Who's Mr. Valencia?" I asked.

"Just follow me, ma'am," he answered.

I followed him around the corner and into a conference room. Inside, there were three other women, all wearing the same bewildered expression. The guard motioned for me to have a seat and added, "Mr. Valencia will be with you shortly."

I sat, not knowing what to expect or even what I was waiting for. What could this Mr. Valencia want with us? The slots for "The Ultimate Game Show" were filled, and as far as I knew, that was the only purpose for us all to be at the studio today.

I looked around and glanced at a very buxom blonde sitting next to me. She leaned over and asked, "Do you have any idea what we're here for?"

"Not a clue," I answered. "Maybe they need another contestant or something."

The door opened again and a little Asian woman was escorted in. She took a seat next to me and said, "Hi, I'm Sunny."

"My name's Carina. This is ..." I looked at the blonde next to me, and she introduced herself as Katie.

"If they want another contestant for 'The Ultimate Game Show,' they must want a woman," Katie said with a smirk on her face.

"An attractive woman," Sunny added as she looked around the room. "every woman in here is stunning. I feel out of place."

I raised my eyebrows in surprise, my eyes running up and down her petite frame. You're probably the most attractive woman in this room." She blushed and smiled at me warmly.

More women, all of them very beautiful, continued to fill the room. After about twenty minutes, the door opened, and a casually dressed woman entered the room and greeted us, "Good afternoon, ladies. I'm sure you are all wondering why you are gathered here."

Most of the girls nodded, some mumbling, "Yeah."

"As you know," the woman continued, "all the openings for 'The Ultimate Game Show' have been filled. Our company also produces a new show called 'Everything Goes.' The eleven of you have been chosen as finalists in competition for the four contestant spots. Of course, since all of you made it through the grueling examinations for 'The Ultimate Game Show,' it's obvious that you are intelligent. As you look around the room, I'm sure you'll notice that every woman in this group is not only attractive, but stunning. Those are two of the things we are looking for in the contestants for 'Everything Goes.' The third attribute we are looking for is a certain ... um... how can I say this ... perkiness and openness ... wait, that's not right. I think as I explain the rules to 'Everything Goes,' it will become clear exactly what that third quality we are looking for is. "

"As I have just mentioned, the name of the new show is 'Everything Goes.' The grand prize is two million tax-free U.S. dollars to be shared by the winning team. There is no second prize -- apart from a few tokens of appreciation from the staff and a few parting gifts. So this is a winner-take- all show. "

"The rules are somewhat like an adult version of Truth or Dare, with the truths removed. And when I say adult, I really mean adult. This show will not air on any of our broadcast networks, but on our subscription network." She paused and looked around the room at our reactions. Which ranged from shock to excitement. I wasn't sure exactly what I thought, but I was willing to listen to her entire speech.

"What that means is that the dares are mostly sexual in nature. So if any of you are not comfortable with being that, you may as well leave now; just remember the million dollars up for grabs. If you want to leave, now is the time, before I waste any more of your time and you waste my time."

"Okay," the woman in the suit continued, "Now we're down to nine. Before we go any further, I would like to introduce myself. I'm Gina Wilson, Vice President of Production in TTA studios." She giggled softly and continued, "That sounds like an important job, but I'm really just a go-fer for Mr. Valencia. In a few moments Mr. Valencia will introduce himself to you, and we'll eliminate five of you, leaving only the final four contestants. Just to make it clear, even if you are eliminated today, there is a good chance that you will be picked for the second show. It all depends on what we see from you today. So if you're not chosen, be sure to leave your personal info, address and phone number so we can reach you. I know all of that is in your original applications, but it will be much easier for me if you fill out these forms."

We followed Gina into the studio, where we were given stools to sit on and told to wait quietly while some final adjustments were made to the lighting and sound. Under the bright lights of the studio, I felt as if somebody was watching me, examining my every movement and scrutinizing my body. After about five minutes, Gina reappeared and whispered to one girl, taking her by the hand and leading her away. When Gina returned, she explained, "Mr. Valencia decided she didn't have the look he is looking for; I guess her boobs weren't big enough."

"Congratulations, you've passed the first test. Now comes the hard part. Just follow the instructions and do whatever you are comfortable with. We won't go as far during these auditions as we will during the actual show. Are there any questions?"

I had lots of questions, but I wasn't about to ask any of them. It seemed like the others were afraid to ask any questions too, because they all remained silent.

"Okay, then just follow Mr. Valencia's orders and answer his questions and we'll be done in no time. Oh, I almost forgot, I need you to look at these forms and sign them. Then we can begin." Gina handed out some forms to us, along with some pens. A few of the girls just signed the papers without reading them, a couple of them glanced through the papers, but I was one of two to read it thoroughly. It stated that we are in open auditions for the show, "Everything Goes," and as such, we were aware that our actions were being taped and that we gave consent to use our likenesses to TTA Networks. I shrugged and signed the paper quickly.

"Like it said on the contract," Gina continued, "We're taping this, so try to look your best. Even if you aren't chosen as one of the first contestants, with a good showing it is possible that you will be considered as a future contestant. Now, if there aren't any questions, we'll start."

Gina stopped addressing us and said loudly, "Okay, Mr. Valencia, they're all yours." A male voice came over the sound system. "Good afternoon, ladies. I'm Brian Valencia, and I would like to congratulate you on becoming finalists for TTA Studios' ground-breaking, boundary- pushing new show, 'Everything Goes.' The first thing I would like you to do is, starting from stage left, clearly state your name, age, profession, and measurements."

The two girls on the sides looked at each other; neither of them knew which was stage left. Was it our left or his left? Finally the brunette three seats over from me stood and said, "I'm Amy. I'm 23 years old and I'm a computer programmer for a major software company. My measurements are 35b-23-35."

"Thanks, Amy. Very nicely done. Next."

"My name is Bridget," a very tall blonde said, "I'm 27 years old, I'm a real estate agent in Tallahassee, Florida and my measurements are 36b-24-36."

Sunny was next, and she looked at me nervously. I smiled at her, and she said, "My name is Sunny, I'm 21 and I'm majoring in public relations. My measurements are 34b-22-34 and I'm from Chicago."

After she sat, I stood and as clearly as possible, said, "My name is Carina. I'm 25, a marketing rep from Indianapolis. My measurements are 36c-25-36."

"I'm an insurance agent from Pennsylvania," the blonde that sat next to me in the conference room said. "My name is Katie, I'm 28 years old and my measurements are 36d-26-36."

The rest of the girls sounded off their names and their personal info. Jodi was a student from Florida, Toni a homemaker from Illinois, Tricia a hairstylist from Texas, and Karen an unemployed actress/waitress from L.A.

"Very good, girls. Okay, let's see... by my count, we have four blondes, three brunettes and two redheads. I want the four blondes to remain standing and the rest to have a seat." I took a seat, and Bridget, Katie, Jodi and Karen remained standing.

"As you know, blondes have a reputation of being, shall we say, a little slow." Valencia paused for effect and the taller blonde, I think her name was Karen, seemed to simmer a little. "Obviously, since all of you passed the pre-qualifications for 'The Ultimate Game Show,' the stereotype isn't true. Truthfully, I don't care if it is or not; my job is to make the best show I possibly can. All of you can talk, all of you are attractive and you all want to win money. What I need to find out is how badly you want a chance to be a contestant and win that million dollars. You, the blonde with the blue sweater on. What's your name again?"

"Karen."

"Fine, Karen. You seemed a little upset when I mentioned the blonde stereotype. That's fine, nothing wrong with that. Let me ask you a question. Do you really want to be on this show?"

"Well," she answered, "I'm not exactly thrilled about being the T&A for a game show, but I am a little interested in a million dollars."

"Good. Greed, that's one of the qualities we're looking for. But you didn't answer my question. Do you want to be a contestant on 'Everything Goes'?"

"Yes."

"Okay, Karen. Prove it. Take off your sweater."

"What?" she gasped.

"You heard me, sweetie. Take off your sweater and let us see how badly you want to be on the show."

"I'm not taking off my sweater! Maybe when I'm on the show, but just to qualify? No way," she said angrily.

"Such a shame," Mr. Valencia sighed. "You can go now."

"But..."

Two security guards walked onto the set and led Karen away. We watched her leave and Valencia continued, "Okay, we're down to eight. Gina, if we keep eliminating people at this rate, you're gonna end up on the show," he said with a laugh. "Okay, the remaining three blondes can have a seat for now. Let's see... the brunette, the Spanish girl, please stand. What's your name again?"

"Carina," I answered as I slid off the stool and stood, remembering to keep my back straight and my chest pushed out and trying to sound confident.

"Do you think what I just did to our friend Karen was fair?"

I thought for a second and answered, "Sure, why not? We were warned about what to expect in here. If she had any objections, she should have left earlier. And anyway, it's one less competitor."

"Ah, ruthlessness, another fine quality we like to see in our contestants. Okay, Carina. Take off your top," he said matter-of-factly. I looked around, shrugged my shoulders and pulled my T-shirt over my head.

"Very sexy, Carina. Okay, toss your T-shirt behind you, and have a seat for now."

Mr. Valencia went through the other seven girls, and had all of them strip off their tops. The last girl who took off her top was Sunny. She hesitated for a second, then peeled her T-shirt over her head, exposing her braless breasts.

After a laugh from Mr. Valencia, he ordered the rest of us to take off our bras. After all, he explained, it wasn't fair that Sunny had to be the only one completely topless. I stripped off my bra and threw it behind me. One girl stood frozen in front of the camera, seemingly unable to move.

"Toni, is there a problem?" Mr. Valencia asked impatiently.

"No, Mr. Valencia. It's just that ..."

"A little nervous, Toni?" Valencia asked with concern in his voice.

Toni giggled nervously, "Yeah, just a little nervous."

Mr. Valencia's voice changed, becoming harder and edgier. "Toni, you can go home now."

"Wait, I can do it," she pleaded.

"I'm sure you can, Toni, but we need contestants that are willing to do anything for a million dollars, and do it without showing any nervousness. Sorry."

Two security guards escorted Toni off the set.

"Okay, we're down to seven. To be perfectly honest, I would have thought that more girls would have been eliminated by now," he paused for a second. "Okay, I need you to remember that the camera is on you, and we will ask all of you to do one more thing, before we call it a wrap. I'll look at the tape, choose the finalists and we'll let you know who we choose before you're sent home. When it's your turn, I want you to look into the camera, and in your sexiest, most seductive voice, convince me that you should be a contestant. You each will have two minutes to do whatever you think is best to convince me. Amy, you're first. Gina will lead you to a private booth, and once you're inside, do whatever you have to do to persuade me."

Gina led Amy to the booth, really just a camera with a curtain wrapped around it. In two minutes, Gina opened the curtain, and Amy stepped out, the rest of her clothes in her arms. With a playful smile, she walked back to her stool and chatted with Gina.

Sunny was next, followed by the other girls. I was the last one to go, and all the girls before me had walked out of the booth completely naked. As Gina led me to the booth, I wanted to surprise Mr. Valencia, really seduce him, really show him that I was a wild and crazy girl, willing to do anything to have a chance at a million dollars.

Inside the booth there was a digital clock above the camera lens set at two minutes, and as a little pink light came on it started to tick down. I smiled seductively at the camera. "Hi, Mr. Valencia. I'm Carina, the little Mexican girl. I've noticed that the other girls walked out of the booth completely naked, so I am more than positive that you got a very sexy show from them."

I looked down at my breasts and pushed them together with my arms. "As you can see, I have everything that you are looking for in a contestant. I'm pretty, and I have really nice tits. I have a really sexy ass too."

I turned around and wiggled my butt for the camera. "What's that, Mr. Valencia? You can't really tell with my jeans on, you want me to take them off?" I smiled coquettishly, looked down and unbuttoned the jeans. With a smile, I looked back at the camera, and as I licked my lips I continued, "I bet you can imagine how cute my little ass is. I'm not afraid to show it either, but if you want to see it, you have to pick me as a contestant."

I cupped my breasts with my hands and brought one nipple to my mouth, licking it softly with my tongue. "I have nice boobs, and I promise that the rest of me is just as hot, if not hotter. I guess you'll just have to pick me if you want to find out. Oh, what the hell, I might as well show it to you now." The timer showed that I had ten seconds left, so I turned my butt to the camera and inched my jeans a little lower. "Oops, I guess I changed my mind just a little too late, time's up," I said as the timer clicked down to zero.

Gina opened the curtain, and I stepped out. A couple of the girls looked at me curiously. I guess they figured I was out of the running since I was the only one that didn't take off all my clothes for the camera.

"Okay, girls," Gina said, "Follow me. You all get to sit in "The Ultimate Game Show" studio audience. I apologize, but you all have to sit separately. When the show is over, we'll all meet right here. Have fun. I have to help Mr. Valencia choose the contestants."

As I watched the show being taped, I was even more convinced that I would have won the grand prize on this show. I applauded whenever the little light told me to, and stayed quiet whenever the light was off. I sort of felt like a little robot, obeying the commands of two little lights.

The final contestant gambled a sure million dollars at a chance at ten million, and blew it when he didn't know the names of the seven dwarves. Such a simple question, and he blew it!

After the show ended, I met Gina and the other finalists. She led all of us into the same room we had started in, and told us to have a seat.

After a few minutes, a man dressed in khakis and a white shirt entered the room and addressed us. "Hi, ladies, I'm Brian Valencia. Let me congratulate all of you, because each and every one of you made it tough to pick the four contestants. In fact, all of you will be contestants on future shows. Amy, Bridget and Jodi, you need to follow Gina so she can get all your personal info so we can contact you later on. That means Sunny, Katie, Tricia and Carina, you four have been chosen to be the first contestants on 'Everything Goes.' If you would kindly follow me, we'll get you changed into your uniforms and then to makeup, and we'll begin taping within the hour."

We all got into line behind Brian and as we approached two doors, one white and one yellow, he told us, "Sunny and Carina, you will be the white team, and Tricia and Katie, you will be the pink team. Here are the dressing rooms. Go in, get into the uniforms and somebody from makeup will join you in a few moments."

Tricia and Katie went through the yellow door. Sunny and I walked through the white door, which Brian held open for us. Once inside, he closed the door behind him and motioned for us to have a seat.

"I need to go over a few rules with you before we start taping. It's a really simple game. The two teams will be seated on each side of the host, Pierce Bolt, and he will give each team a dare that must be completed. Truthfully, each dare is more like a mini-contest. The team that wins gets a nice prize, and the losing team has to remove one article of clothing. The first few dares will be quite simple, and I'm sure you will have no problem doing those. However, as the show continues, the dares will get more erotic, until somebody from one of the two teams decides that they can't or won't do the dare. The team that wins will obviously be the team that does every dare. Any questions?"

"I have one," I said, "What happens if both teams do every dare. Do we tie?"

"Nope, no ties. Trust me, I've seen the dares, and I'm sure we'll have a winning team. What I'm afraid of is that one team will give up early. I know we told you that the prize is two million tax- free dollars to the winning team. However, with the smaller prizes for every game, there is a chance for you contestants to win some very nice prizes, the audience gets a nice show, and hopefully I will get a raise. You can win things like vacation packages to Hedonism Resort, a new Jeep Wrangler, stuff like that. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to talk to the pink team."

The producer left the room, and I turned to Sunny and asked, "Do you have any idea what to expect out there?"

"I've heard some rumors about this show on the Internet. From what I understand, it's gonna be wild. We're gonna be more than just the tits and ass on this show, we're gonna have to get down and very dirty if we want to win the big money. Can I count on you to do whatever it takes to win?"

"I'm okay with that, I can dance around naked; hell, I'll even fuck the host on live TV if I have to. I'll do almost anything to win that million dollars. You can count on me."

"I hope so," she answered as she pulled the zipper of her jumpsuit up. I was still wearing the white bra and panty set assigned to us. As I stepped into the jumpsuit there was a knock on the door. The makeup women entered and instructed us to sit in front of the brightly lit mirror. Sunny and I talked about how the teams had been chosen. Brian had either chosen to pit the brunettes against the blondes or the midgets against the giants. One of the makeup women told us that it was our height that probably made Sunny and me a team. "It looks funny on TV when one person is much taller than another and they stand next to each other," she explained.

After the makeup girls left, I looked at Sunny and told her, "Oh, my God. You are so beautiful."

"Thanks, you look pretty hot too. I just wish I had bigger boobs like yours."

"Yeah? I wish I had smaller ones like yours. Trust me, you look great. We're gonna kick ass out there."

There was another knock on the door. "Ready, ladies? Show time," Brian told us.

We followed Brian to the stage, Tricia and Katie on the other side with Gina. Music started playing and the lights on the set started flashing. The crowd stood, applauding and cheering loudly as a voice introduced us and the show began.

"Are you ready for the game show where beautiful women lay it all on the line? Our two teams of sexy women will try to outdo each other in a sexy game of 'Everything Goes.' How far will they go for a grand prize of two million dollars?" The crowd grew louder. "Here are our beautiful contestants. First, the pink team, from Texas, a hair stylist who wants to prove that blondes are more fun, Tricia Thompson. Tricia's very curvy measurements are 36c-24-36. And her partner, Katie Williams, an insurance agent from Pennsylvania, I'd buy insurance from her, wouldn't you? Her very impressive measurements are 36D-26-36."

"And introducing the white team... From Chicago, Illinois, a college student majoring in public relations--and today we get to see how public her relations really are -- Sunny Lee; this very sexy lady of Korean descent measures a very petite but curvy 34b-22-34. Her partner, a marketing rep from Indianapolis who is about to show us how well she can market her assets, Carina Hernandez. This lovely Latina measures an almost perfect 36C-25-36."

We ran onto the stage, remembering to jump up and down excitedly. We sat on the stools as the host of the show was introduced. "And now, the host of 'Everything Goes', give it up for Mr. Pierce Bolt!"

"Welcome to 'Everything Goes'," the tuxedoed host said, "the game show where anything goes, including the clothes. I'm Pierce Bolt, and I would like to welcome all of our lucky studio audience, as well as our four beautiful, sexy and vivacious contestants."

"As you know, this is the first game show on which anything, and I mean anything, goes. I'm not going to lie to you; we give our contestants a chance to win lots of beautiful prizes such as..." Pierce paused for dramatic effect, "A trip to Hedonism in the beautiful Caribbean..." another dramatic pause, "a brand new Jeep Wrangler, a beautiful two carat diamond ring, other valuable prizes, and of course our grand prize of two million tax-free dollars, for the winning team."

"Let me go over the rules quickly. The two teams will be given dares, and both contestants on each team must satisfy the conditions of each game. The winning team gets the prize and the losing team must remove one article of clothing. If one contestant decides -- for whatever reason -- that they cannot, as we like to say, do the dare, then that's it, they lose, and the other team wins the two million dollars."

"Does anybody have any questions?" Pierce asked, looking at us. "No questions. Then let's move to our first dare. I would like to give our wardrobe department kudos for these beautiful uniforms that each team member is wearing, but I think all of you out in the audience would agree with me when I say that, well, we don't see enough skin. So for our first dare, I think we should lose the jump suits. What do you say out there in the audience?"

The studio crowd roared and whistled, yelling at us to take it off.

"Pink team, I think you should go first. Step up and take it off!"

Katie and Tricia stepped forward. Katie turned her back to Tricia and Tricia unzipped her jump suit. Stepping out of it, the crowd whistled at the first sight of exposed skin. Her very tan and long legs excited the crowd. She shook her butt enthusiastically, and the crowd cheered louder. Katie unzipped the zipper on Tricia's jump suit and as she stepped out of it, the crowd went wild.. With a bow, Tricia accepted the applause and the pink team returned to their seats.

Sunny turned to me, and whispered in my ear, "Let's get the crowd on our side a little. Follow my lead."

"And now the white team," Pierce said enthusiastically.

Sunny stood, and I followed her to the front of the set. She beckoned me to her with her finger, and as I approached her she wrapped her arms around me, pressing her breasts into mine. Her hands reached around me and pulled down the zipper of my jump suit. Sunny then peeled the jump suit off my shoulders and slowly peeled it off me. As she moved the jump suit lower she moved herself with it, her head at my chest as she slowly removed it. As she uncovered my stomach she gave me a little kiss. With the jump suit now at my waist, she gave it a quick jerk down and rested her hands on my butt, gently massaging me as she did. Sunny stood with a flourish, leaving her hands on my butt.

I put my arms around her and unzipped her jump suit. As I pulled the jump suit lower, exposing her T-shirt, I pressed my face against her chest and continued lowering the garment. Moving my hands to her butt, I massaged her ass through the suit for a few seconds and then raised my hands and pulled the jump suit the rest of the way down slowly. As I reached her shorts I smiled at the crowd, then planted a soft kiss on the front of the shorts. Standing quickly, Sunny and I jumped around happily for a few moments, then returned to our stools.

The crowd roared wildly at our impromptu show, and Pierce continued, "Like I told you before, anything goes, including their clothes. Wait one second, the producers are trying to tell me something through my ear piece . . ." Pierce Bolt pretended to strain to hear the message, and with a quick little nod he continued, "The judges have just informed me that, due to Sunny and Carina's enthusiasm on the first dare, they have won our first instant prize of the evening." The crowd roared their approval as Pierce paused for effect. "They have each won a one-thousand- dollar shopping spree at Frederick's of Hollywood."

Great, just what I need, lingerie. Oh well, maybe the next prize would be better. Sunny and I jumped off our stools excitedly anyway, and hugged each other as we jumped up and down.

As we sat Pierce continued, "Now on to our next dare. Let's see if the pink team can top Sunny and Carina. Our 'Everything Goes' crew is wheeling out the props we need for our next game. Let's see, Sunny from the white team and Katie from the pink team, please walk back to the crew so they can set you up for the next round. Carina and Tricia, stay here with me while they get ready."

"Tricia, as you know, anything goes on this show, and for our next 'Everything Goes' game, we'll get to see you and Carina perform. This is one of my favorite stunts because, well, let me just be blunt about it, I like oral sex. How about you guys out there in the audience? I bet all of you love when a woman goes down on you as much as I do." The men in the crowd applauded enthusiastically. "Well, for this next dare, we will get to see Carina and Tricia go down on their partners." The crowd went wild as the pink applause light came on. "OK, they're all set, and since I can't explain this very well without their help, let's welcome back Katie and Sunny."

I turned to the side of the stage and saw Sunny walking toward me, with a peach colored popsicle strapped to her waist. It was a typical popsicle, just a lot longer--maybe twelve inches long--and tapered so it was much wider at the base than at the tip.

"Now that you see the props, I think you can imagine what our next contest is . . . Carina, do you have any idea what we could possibly have planned for you?"

I shook my head no, but my smile gave me away.

"I can tell from your smile that you are thinking of something very dirty. C'mon, tell me what you think we have planned."

"I think I have to," I giggled coquettishly, "I think I have to go down on Sunny."

"Very good, Carina, you're absolutely correct," he said as he turned to the crowd, "Of course, with these props, it was an easy thing to guess. Carina and Tricia have to go down on their partners and suck their ...um...popsicles. They each have three minutes to lick, suck or whatever they need to do to eat or melt the popsicle. There are only two more rules. Number one, no biting, and number two," Pierce reached into his suit, and dramatically pulled two pairs of handcuffs from inside, "your hands will be tied behind your backs. Now, if the crew could help me get Carina and Tricia ready, Bob will tell the audience what is up for grabs in this round."

I could hear the studio announcer describe the prize, a two-thousand-dollar tennis bracelet from Courtier Jewelers. The crowd oohed and ahhed at the appropriate times. I was on my knees looking up at Sunny, as one of the scantily-attired female crew members handcuffed my hands behind my back.

"That's a lovely bracelet, isn't it? Let's see which one of you two girls will win it for your team. Ready, set, Everything Goes!" he said. As the whistle blew, Sunny approached me and I wrapped my lips around the popsicle. I pushed it into my mouth and sucked hard on it. As I did I tasted the peachy flavor, and moved my head slightly back and forth. When the coldness got to be too much, I pulled it out of my mouth, and with my tongue I licked it all over. I glanced at Tricia next to me and could see that she appeared to be slightly ahead of me. More of her popsicle had disappeared than mine. She had somehow pushed more than half of the popsicle into her mouth.

"One minute," Pierce reminded us.

The popsicle juice was now streaming down my chin and dripping onto my white T-shirt and shorts. I continued to lick and suck it as fast as I could, but after a quick glance at the pink team I knew I didn't have a chance. What the hell, I may as well give a show, I thought.

"Thirty seconds," Pierce warned us.

I slowly ran my tongue along the bottom of the popsicle, reaching the base of it, a plastic thing resting against Sunny's crotch. Not stopping at the base of the popsicle, I ran my tongue onto her shorts and softly kissed her crotch. I smiled coquettishly, moved my tongue onto her inner thigh and kissed her skin softly.

"Time's up. Let's see who won that beautiful bracelet from Courtier Jewelers." Pierce paused while some of the 'Everything Goes' crew measured the two popsicles, and a blonde member of the team wearing a bright pink bikini approached the host and whispered into his ear.

Pierce smiled, and said loudly, "Not right now, Brandy, maybe after the show we can do that." The crowd laughed and Brandy blushed on cue, "OK, we have a winner . . . the pink team wins this one. "Let me just say that I think Tricia can give very good ...ah...popsicle. You know what that means, girls?" Pierce asked, looking at me and Sunny. "The pink team gets the bracelets, and the white team has to remove one article of clothing. What will you take off?"

The crowd started yelling out. Some of the men wanted us to take off our T-shirts, while some wanted us to take off the shorts. Sunny and I huddled for a couple of seconds before she turned to Pierce and said, "We'll take off the shorts."

We were escorted to the front of the stage and the stage lights went off. A spotlight focused on us as Sunny turned her back to the crowd. I smiled and grabbed the waistband of her shorts and slowly slid them down. With my face inches from her crotch, she wiggled her butt seductively to the studio audience and put her hands on the back of my head, pulling me closer to her. I wrapped my arms around her and placed my hands on her nearly bare ass, softly kneading it as I gently kissed the thin material barely hiding her pussy from view.

I stood and Sunny did the same to me, except as I pulled her face to my crotch she growled loudly and opened her mouth, softly biting me and pull my thong away from my skin. The crowd went wild at her impromptu act. The music stopped, and we were escorted back to our seats.

"Our next game of 'Everything Goes' is simple. Let's see, for this one, let's have the pink team over here, and the white team over there; that's it, just stand on the marks. While our 'Everything Goes' crew wheels out the equipment, here's Bob to tell us what prize is up for grabs in this round."

While the studio announcer told the audience about the Audio-Video system that we would be playing for, the 'Everything Goes' crew wheeled out two small podiums, each with a large button on top. The button in front of Sunny and me was white, while the other team's button was red.

"That is a wonderful prize, and I would love to have one of those in my living room. Actually, any of these four sex kittens would look perfect on my black Italian leather couch." The crowd laughed and he continued, "Okay, girls, here are the rules. This is our trivia round. We will ask a question and if you know the answer, press the button and buzz in. If you give the right answer you get a point, wrong answer and you lose a point. The first team to get three points will win the round and the A/V system, and get to keep their clothes. Any questions, ladies?"

All of us shook our heads no. "Okay, here is the first question. In a poll of American men, aged 18 to 30, what is the preferred underwear of choice: Boxers, thongs or tighty whiteys?"

I hit the buzzer before the pink team and answered confidently, "I'm not sure about all men but from the guys I've been with, I say boxers."

A loud buzz filled the air. "Sorry, Carina, it's not boxers. Pink team, want to try the question?"

Katie nodded her head and answered, "Tighty whiteys."

"That is right, pink team. The score is now pink team one, white team negative one. Here's the next question. In football, a touchdown is worth six points, an extra point one, a field goal is worth three points, but how many points is a safety worth?"

Sunny hit our buzzer and answered quickly, "One."

A loud buzz again filled the air and Pierce added, "Sorry, white team, that is incorrect. Pink team, wanna take a stab at it?"

Tricia nodded her head and yelled out, "Two."

"That is right. A safety is worth two points. I'd be happy to show the pink team my personal scoring system." The crowd laughed at his bad joke and he continued, "I would like to remind Sunny and Carina that the object of this round is to get three points, not negative three points." More laughs from the crowd. "The score is now pink team two, and white team minus two. Here is the next question. Ready, ladies?" he said, looking at us.

We nodded our heads yes.

"Which of these books was written by Ernest Hemingway: _The Old Man and the Sea_, _Franny and Zooey_, or _The Great Gatsby_?"

Katie buzzed in quickly, "_The Great Gatsby_," she said confidently.

"I am sorry, Katie, but that is incorrect. White team?"

Sunny and I yelled simultaneously, "The Old Man and the Sea."

"Very good, girls. You finally got one right. It's now white team minus one, and pink team one. Here is the next question. Tell me what famous movie this next line is from . . . "Frankly my dear, I . . ." Pierce stopped as Sunny buzzed in.

"Gone With the Wind," she shouted.

"Correct," Pierce said, as Sunny and I jumped excitedly and hugged each other.

"The next question is a tough one," Pierce said as he went directly to the next question. "Name four of Santa's reindeer."

Pierce looked at Tricia, who had buzzed in. "Donner," she said confidently, "Blitzen, Rudolph, and . . . " Tricia paused, racking her brain as she tried to think of one more reindeer, "I don't remember," she groaned. "Dopey?" she said with a frustrated laugh.

"Maybe the white team has a chance, after all. Want to take a stab at naming four of Santa's reindeer?" he asked us. Sunny and I glanced at each other and we shrugged our shoulders and shook our heads. "OK, they're not going to try and remember Donner," Pierce said with a laugh. "It's all tied up at zero. Here's the next question. What famous American sex symbol wore a size fourteen dress?"

I was pretty sure I knew who it was, but I decided to wait before answering. I thought maybe the pink team would get it wrong and lose a point.

"No answer? Three, two . . ." Pierce looked surprised as I hit the buzzer.

"Carina, what American sex symbol wore a size fourteen dress?"

I took a deep breath and answered, "Marilyn Monroe."

"Absolutely correct, Carina. Very nicely played. White team now has one point, and the pink team zero. Here's the next question. "What color ears does Mickey . . . "

Katie hit her buzzer and Pierce paused. "Katie?"

"Black, his ears are black."

"That's right, Katie. Now we are tied at one." I looked at Katie, and she smiled at me smugly as she jumped excitedly.

"It's still anybody's game!" Pierce said dramatically. "Next question: Fire engines are red because A: it's a pretty color, B: its visibility, C: because fire is red, or D: tradition?"

Tricia reacted faster than either Sunny or me and answered the question correctly, "It's now two points for the pink team, one for the white team." Pierce informed us, "White team, the pressure is on." Pierce paused for dramatic effect as the camera zoomed in us. "On a traditional keyboard, what letter is at the top left?"

I pushed my buzzer; Pierce looked at me and asked, "You think you know this one? If you get it wrong, you'll be in deep trouble; get it right, and it's anybody's ball game."

I nodded my head and said, "Q."

"Is that your final answer?" Pierce asked dramatically. "Oops, sorry, wrong game show," he continued with a laugh. "Q is absolutely correct." Sunny and I jumped up and down, hugging each other tightly.

"Here is the final question," Pierce said as seriously as he could. "True or false; the largest- grossing movie of all time is 'Titanic?'" I pushed the buzzer in front of me an instant before Katie did, but the light in front of her went on.

"True," she shouted excitedly.

"That is right! Pink team wins the round and the A/V system and the white team gets to remove one more piece of clothing. What will it be, girls?"

Some of the men in the audience were yelling at us to take off our thongs, but we answered quickly, "T-shirts."

We went to the front of the stage, and I felt the heat of the spotlight burning my skin. Sunny faced me and I approached her. Our chests nearly touching one another, we pulled off each others' shirts, slowly pulling them higher. As we exposed our bras we rubbed our chests together, and flipped the into the crowd.

We found our way back to the stools, where Pierce was waiting for us. "Very nice, ladies," he said with a smile. "Okay, for this next game, the ante goes up to TWO pieces of clothing. So, white team, unless you want to get completely naked ...." Pierce paused for a second and arched his eyebrow at the crowd, "I have to admit, though, I'm rooting for the pink team right now. Nothing personal, Carina and Sunny. At least not yet!" he turned his attention back to the crowd. "For this round, we need two volunteers from the studio audience." Pierce stepped toward the front of the stage, and pointed to two men in the crowd and motioned them to come on stage.

While Pierce interviewed the two volunteers, Gina walked out and explained the rules to us. All four of us were to be handcuffed, our hands behind our backs. The first team to remove all of their volunteer's clothes would be the winner. As she finished and ran off the set, the volunteers from the audience had reclined on the beds. Pierce looked into the camera, glanced at us, then said loudly, "Ready . . . Set . . . Everything Goes!"

Sunny and I made our way to our volunteer. As Sunny tried to unbutton his pants, I used my teeth to pull off all the buttons of his shirt. I didn't bother trying to unbutton them, I just bit them off. Within minutes I had his shirt off, and Sunny had unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. She told him to stand as she knelt next to him. I went on his other side, and with our teeth, we pulled his pants to the floor where he stepped out of them. Our mouths went back to his underwear and we did the same, pulling his underwear to his knees. As he stepped out of those the buzzer rang, and Pierce congratulated us on our win. We jumped around as we listened to the studio announcer tell us all about the fabulous prizes we won, laptop computers.

Pierce made a lame joke about our being on our laps instead of the laptop as Tricia and Katie went to the front of the set and stripped each other down to their bras and panties. The crowd whistled loudly as they got their first good look at Tricia's large breasts. As the pink team made their way back to their seats, Pierce jokingly asked, "Wow, Tricia. How did you fit those into that T-shirt?"

"Okay, here's the next round. It's a simple one too. It's also worth two items of clothing. If neither team can do the dare, they both lose two articles of clothing." The crowd roared in anticipation. "Here's the dare. Behind us, you'll see a fifteen-foot pole that has been set up by our lovely 'Everything Goes' crew. On top of the pole, you see a buzzer. The first team to push the buzzer wins. Oh . . . I almost forgot to tell you. The pole is covered in baby oil, so it's just a little slippery. Ready . . . set . . . Everything Goes." Sunny and I ran to the white pole, with her getting there first. She wrapped her legs around the pole, and tried pulling herself up with her arms, only to slide slowly to the floor. We tried different things to climb the pole. I tried pushing Sunny up it, but although we managed to get her onto my shoulders, she was still a couple of feet from the buzzer. When she tried to pull herself up, all she did was slide back down. I glanced at the other team and realized that they weren't doing any better than we were. I winked at Sunny, who quickly realized my intentions.

Sunny grabbed the pole with both hands as I faced her and did the same. I spread my legs and pretended to rub my pussy against the pole, arching my back and tossing my head back and forth. Sunny repeated my motion, and it looked like we were both fucking the pole. Our bodies glistening from the baby oil, I stood and walked behind her. I wrapped my arms around her waist, placing each of my legs around one of hers. I rubbed my covered pussy against her slick flesh and moaned loudly. Sunny turned and as we rubbed our glistening bodies together, our lips met in a passionate kiss.

I pulled the cups of my bra down, pressing my exposed breasts against Sunny. She did the same and we rubbed our breasts together, our soft skin shining brightly under the TV lights as the baby oil covered them.

The crowd roared wildly as the buzzer sounded. Sunny and I replaced our bras to their original positions and we walked to our spots. Neither team had even come close to winning, but Sunny and I had managed to incite the crowd and hopefully the judges would be on our side.

Both teams stepped to the front of the stage. The four of us stripped off our bras, tossing them to the crowd. Katie stepped out of her panties and waited for Tricia to do the same. When they were done, the cameraman motioned for Sunny and me to begin. I pulled the straps of the thong lower on my waist and turned my butt to the crowd. Sunny reached her arms around me and pulled the thong to my knees. After she pulled them off me and tossed them into the crowd, she spanked my butt hard, then bent over. I yanked her thong to her ankles and let her balance herself on me as she stepped out of it. She kicked the thong into the crowd. We turned back to our spots as a couple of the men in the audience fought for her panties.

"I love this job," Pierce said with a big smile on his face as we returned to our familiar seats. The crowd laughed at his joke and he waited for them to calm down before he continued. "Since all four of you have gotten, shall we say, very comfortable, I think we're ready for our next round of competition. For this round, I need two members of our 'Everything Goes' crew to join us. Becky, April, would you please come out here." The two members of the crew walked out; one blonde, one brunette. Both of them had very sexy if not completely real bodies barely hidden inside their tiny bikinis. "I'm sure the crowd won't mind if the two of you would kindly strip off those bikinis and join our two teams as we enjoy their lack of clothing."

The two girls stripped off their bikinis, throwing them into the crowd. "Becky, would you explain to our teams exactly what will happen in this game?"

"Sure, Pierce," Becky answered perkily. "All they have to do is mimic what April and I do. The first team to stop, loses."

"Got it, ladies?" he asked us.

We all nodded our heads and Becky and April walked to the front of the set, where three stools had been placed. Becky and April were in the middle, with Sunny and myself on the left and Tricia and Katie on the right. Becky sat on the chair while April sat in her lap. I looked at the pink team, and Tricia had sat on the stool and Katie was waiting to climb into her lap. I looked at Sunny and sat in the stool as Sunny climbed on top of me.

April and Becky had waited for us to get into position. Once they saw that both teams were ready, April wrapped her arms around Becky's neck, pulling her closer. Their lips met and they kissed passionately. After about ten seconds they stopped and looked at Sunny and me. Sunny wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me to her. Our lips met in an awkward kiss which soon became more comfortable and more passionate.

After about ten seconds, we broke our kiss and looked to the pink team. Katie had already wrapped her arms around Tricia, and they were soon kissing passionately. When their time was up, they broke their kiss and looked back at April and Becky.

April hopped off Becky, and the brunette moved behind the seated blonde and wrapped her arms around her. April cupped Becky's breasts and gently pinched her nipples, as Becky leaned her head back. Their lips met in another impassioned kiss, their mouths opening as they probed each others' mouths with their tongues. They broke their kiss, and looked at us.

Sunny had already gotten off me, and as she walked behind I felt her arms wrap around me and her bare breasts pushed against my back. Her fingers playfully cupped my breasts, and as she gently stroked the bottom of my breasts I reached my head back. As her lips touched mine, her fingers gently pinched my nipples. After a few moments, we broke our kiss and looked to the pink team.

We watched as Tricia and Katie did the same, Katie's hands barely able to cup Tricia's large tits. As soon as they broke their kiss, everybody focused their attention on Becky and April again.

April was in front of Becky. After a short kiss on the lips, she moved her mouth down Becky's neck with short, soft butterfly kisses. Moving slowly lower, she reached Becky's left breast. Continuing her pattern of small kisses, she reached her nipple. With one soft kiss, she pulled back and looked back at Sunny and myself.

Sunny took her cue, and moved in front of me. While she gently kissed her way down, I felt my skin fill with goose bumps. Reaching my hardened nipple, she gently kissed it, rubbing her tongue softly against it.

She stopped and looked toward the pink team. When Katie had reached Tricia's nipple, the attention again turned to Becky and April.

April caressed Becky's right breast with her hand, softly pinching her nipple. She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around Becky's nipple, softly sucking on it. Releasing the nipple from her lips, she moved to the other nipple, leaving Becky's left nipple covered in saliva. Taking Becky's right nipple into her mouth, she sucked on it, then ran her tongue around the areola. Her kisses moved lower, and as she reached Becky's navel, she stopped and looked at us.

Sunny quickly pulled my nipple into her mouth, hungrily sucking on it. She moved to my other breast, licking a large circle around my nipple, slowly spiraling toward the point. Pushing my breast into her mouth, I arched my back and pushed into her. She let my nipple fall from her mouth and moved her kisses lower. Reaching my belly button, she reluctantly stopped and looked at Tricia and Katie. Once the pink team had mimicked April and Becky, April restarted her kisses on Becky's stomach. As her kisses went lower, she reached her hand between her own legs and slowly pushed one finger into her pussy. As she pushed her finger in and out, her lips reached Becky's slit and gently kissed it. April licked Becky's pussy lips from the bottom to her clitoris, then looked at Sunny, waiting to see if Sunny would complete the act.

On her cue, Sunny quickly worked her kisses between my legs. As she kissed my pussy I pushed against her, trying to get a little more pressure. Her hand had moved between her legs, and she was fingering her pussy for the audience. I could hear the sounds coming from between her legs as her finger slid in and out from between her lips. She gave my pussy a final lick, and looked to the pink team.

Katie took a deep breath. She was obviously not as comfortable doing this as Sunny and April were. She quickly kissed her way down Tricia's stomach. Katie grimaced as she reached Tricia's pussy. Closing her eyes, she softly kissed Tricia's pussy. I saw her hand reach between her legs, and she softly pushed her finger into her own pussy. She stuck out her tongue, and quickly ran it up and down Tricia's slit. She opened her eyes and looked disgustedly at April.

With a smile, April resumed licking Becky's pussy. Moving faster and faster, she started to push her tongue inside Becky. Becky started to moan softly and pushed herself against April's mouth. April reached her hands between Becky's thighs; with her fingers she exposed Becky's clitoris. Pressing her lips on it, she gently manipulated Becky's clit. Becky was now moaning loudly, her hips gently rocking back and forth. As April continued to suck on Becky's clit, she shoved one finger into Becky's pussy. With a loud groan, Becky started to orgasm. The silent studio was filled with Becky's sounds of ecstasy. Rocking faster, her breaths grew shallower, and with a final moan she gently moved April away from her. Becky sat on the stool, her eyes still closed, when April looked at me and winked.

Sunny moved her hands between my legs, and caressed my wet pussy with her tongue. I watched as she pushed one finger inside my pussy, and closed my eyes as her mouth found my pulsating clitoris. Unconsciously, I started to rock back and forth as Sunny fucked me with her finger. I felt Sunny's teeth gently nibble my clitoris, and a loud moan escaped my lips. I knew my orgasm was seconds away and I opened my eyes. In front of me was a sea of unrecognizable faces. I realized that I was about to orgasm in front of hundreds of people in the studio audience and countless people watching on television. The thought hit me -- 'Everything Goes,' and my orgasm hit me with full force. My moans filled the studio, even as I tried to climax quietly.

Sunny continued to nibble on my clitoris and with a final scream of ecstasy, my orgasm crescendoed. Needing to get away from Sunny's mouth before another orgasm started to build, I stood on wobbly legs and looked at Sunny lustfully.

After my nerves had relaxed I looked at the pink team, in time to see Katie stand and say that she couldn't do it. Tricia had a look of relief on her face, along with a touch of disappointment.

Pierce Bolt's voice filled the studio, as the spotlights went off and the studio lights returned, "Looks like we have a winner. Congratulations, white team. Wait, the producers are telling me something again . . ." Pierce paused for dramatic effect, "Not only does the white team of Carina and Sunny win the prize for this round, which is the trip for the two of them to Hedonism, but they also win a special prize for outstanding orgasm, two Jeep Wranglers." The audience exploded into applause, while I felt my face turn pink with embarrassment. A little too late to be embarrassed now, I thought. After all, I just came in front of who knows how many people.

"This is our last round of the day, the round that will decide who walks off with two million dollars. Will it be the pink team of Katie and Tricia, or will it be the white team of Sunny and Carina? We're about to find out on 'Everything Goes.'

"Ready, ladies? Sunny? Carina? Tricia? Katie? This is the final round, the round that will decide who walks away with two million dollars. Katie and Tricia, I'm sure you're a little disappointed in how that last round ended, but you can make up for it now . . . and walk away with a cool million dollars each. Sunny, Carina . . . now isn't the time to become shy, it's time to let it all hang out. Is everybody ready?"

We nodded our heads.

"Okay, here is the final dare, the final competition, when we get to find out which team can go 'Everything Goes,' and, of course, which team will walk out of here with a cool two million tax-free dollars. What I need you to do, Carina, Sunny," he said, looking at us and turning to the pink team with a wink, "Tricia, Katie, take a walk through the audience. Look at all the available men, pick one and bring him up here to be your partner. Men, I can't offer you any prizes for participating, but c'mon, you'll get to fuck one of our sexy and oh-so-hot contestants, what more would you want?" Pierce asked as he led us to the audience.

Most of the men were standing and raising their hands. "Pick me!" they yelled.

I've always been attracted to older men, not really old, but maybe in their mid thirties, so I looked around for somebody that suited my tastes. Tricia was already walking back to her mark, leading a guy by the hand; he looked like somebody that would hang around the beaches in LA. I looked at the monitor and the camera was showing Sunny as she was shoving her hands down various guys' pants. She let out a big grin when she found what she was looking for, and with her hand still in his pants, led her partner to our spot.

I kept looking, but so far none of the men were what I was looking for. I walked up the aisle, my eyes scanning over all the men trying to get my attention. Not finding anybody on the left side, I walked back down the aisle, looking on the right. Suddenly, I found him. He was just standing there with a mischievous smile on his face, not jumping up and down begging to be picked. I walked toward him, making eye contact.

As I stopped in front of him, I ran my eyes up and down his body. Not bad, but his smile is what sold him to me. I wrapped my arms around him and felt his hands gently touch my ass. When I didn't move them away he pulled me tightly against him. I smiled at him, took him by the hand and walked him to the stage.

As I led him toward the stage, Katie was right in front of me with her man carrying her up. He looked like he could be a football player, probably about twice the size of her. As we made it back to our spots Pierce told us, "Ladies, you've made your choices and now the final round begins. Our crew is rolling out two beds, one white and one red. Maybe I should remind the audience that Carina and Sunny on my left are the white team, and Tricia and Katie on my right are the pink team. It's a little hard to remember which team is which since they lost their uniforms, isn't it?"

"Ladies, if you would, please lead your men to your respective team beds and make yourselves comfortable. I'll explain the rules. On our big screen, various sex acts will appear. Each team will have a specified time limit to do that act. For whatever reason, if the sex act is not accomplished that team will be disqualified, with the other team winning the two-million tax-free dollars."

"I see that the teams are ready. Ladies, are you satisfied that your chosen males are ready to perform?"

I looked down at my partner's cock, satisfied that it was more than ready to perform. My hand rubbed his cock and I looked into his eyes. "What's your name anyway?" I asked.

"Dan," he answered.

"Nice to meet you, Dan. Are you ready?"

"You are so beautiful, Carina."

"Thanks," I answered with a smile.

"OK," Pierce announced, "here is the first item on our list."

I read the words on the screen. "Thirty seconds, missionary position, full insertion, rapid pumping." I lay on my back and spread my legs, my eyes on the seconds ticking down on the screen. Within five seconds, Dan had pushed his cock into me. He pumped into me furiously, his cock rock-hard.

The clocked ticked down to zero, and I heard Pierce announce, "Both teams made it in the time limit, now let's see what's next for our sexy couples."

"Doggie style, women face to face, kissing. One minute."

Dan pulled out of me, and I heard Sunny's partner pull out of her with a pop. I got onto my hands and knees and smiled at Sunny as she got into position in front of me. I wiggled my ass and felt Dan's cock push into me. He pumped slowly at first, allowing Sunny and me to softly kiss. As his cock pushed into me faster and harder, I could feel the ecstasy building within me. I gasped loudly and felt Sunny's tongue probe my mouth hungrily.

After a few moments, I heard a buzzer and heard Pierce announce, "That seemed to be no problem for our girls, let's see what's next for them." I heard the crowd ooh and Pierce continued, "Guys on their backs, women sitting on their faces, hand job. One minute."

Dan pulled his cock out of me, and I watched as he fell back onto the bed. Quickly, I straddled his chest, and felt him pull my ass above his face. His tongue ran up and down my slit and then I felt his mouth suck on my clit. I pumped against his mouth, feeling the pleasure run through my body.

"Hands on his cock, Carina," I heard Pierce remind me.

I ran my hand down, wrapping it around his hard member. Slowly pumping it up and down, I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on his cock, trying to ignore what he was doing to my pussy.

The buzzer sounded, and I looked at the screen. "Same position, cocks in mouths."

I bent down, softly kissing the head of Dan's cock. I placed it between my lips and pushed it into my mouth. I tried to develop a rhythm as I softly sucked it and pushed it deeper into my mouth. My eyes opened, and I noticed a cameraman focusing on me as I sucked Dan's cock. I winked at the camera and ran my tongue up and down the length of Dan's cock.

The buzzer sounded, and I looked at the screen and read the words as Pierce read them out loud. "Men next to each other, on their backs, women on top. Two minutes."

I bumped into Sunny, laughing as we rearranged ourselves, and quickly straddled Dan's lower body. Reaching down, I guided his cock into my now soaked pussy, and pushed down onto it, pushing it deeply into me. From my position I could see the pink team, and they seemed to be enjoying this as much as Sunny and I were.

I pumped faster, and could hear Sunny moan as she did the same to her partner. As hard as I tried to remain silent, a loud groan escaped my lips as an orgasm started to build. Dan's cock was teasing my clit as I bounced on him and I started to lose control. I bounced faster and my ecstasy continued to build. As my orgasm was about to arrive in full force, the buzzer sounded. Dan pushed me up, pulling his cock out, sensing that I was about to orgasm. Pierce read the words that appeared on the screen. "One women on her back, the other on her hands and knees above her, face to face, kissing as they get fucked. One minute."

I moved onto my hands and knees above Sunny. Lowering myself, I brought my lips to hers, softly kissing her. Dan pushed his cock into me, and my orgasm resumed building. Sunny's partner was already fucking her, and her breasts bounced back and forth as he did. I felt Dan push into me again and again, his cock teasing my clit as he fucked me. The buzzer sounded again, and Pierce announced, "Same position, ladies move a little closer, we want to see nipples in mouths."

I moved slightly forward and felt Sunny reach her hands to my swaying breasts and pull one nipple to her mouth. Bending down, I tried to catch one of her nipples in my mouth. Finally, I supported myself with one hand and cupped one of her breasts with my other hand, and grabbed her nipple between my lips.

As I did, Sunny gently bit my nipple, and a loud moan escaped my lips as I pushed harder against Dan's cock. The buzzer sounded, but Sunny and I were out of control and stayed in the same position. I tried to hear Pierce as he described our next action.

I didn't hear the announcement clearly, but Dan whispered the instructions in my ear. I was to move forward, and, as Dan fucked me and Sunny's guy fucked her, Sunny was to nibble on my clit while I did the same to her.

I somehow moved forward, and looked down at the cock pumping into Sunny's pussy. I moved my mouth down, found her clit and pulled it between my lips. Sunny's mouth touched my clit and she softly nibbled it.

I lost it. I moaned loudly as my orgasm took over my body, moving my head up and collapsing on top of Sunny, my face buried between her legs. Dan continued to fuck me and Sunny kept on nibbling my clit. My moans filled the stage as my orgasm crescendoed. Sunny let out a loud scream, and she bucked wildly against the cock pumping into her. We shrieked loudly in unison as our orgasms hit us simultaneously.

I heard the crowd roar loudly, but I was too out of control to see what they were screaming for. I looked up, but all I could see was the guy fucking Sunny pulling his cock out of her pussy. Suddenly, his cum sprayed all over my face. I greedily licked the cum that had fallen on my lips as he continued to pump his cock with his hand. Behind me, Dan's thrusts had grown more erratic, and I felt him pull out of me, his cum spraying all over my back.

I collapsed on top of Sunny, completely exhausted, feeling her push me softly off her. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. Pierce was walking toward us, and I hastily tried to wipe away the cum from my face.

"Congratulations, white team. How does it feel to win two million dollars?" Pierce asked as he pushed a microphone in my face.

"We won?" I asked excitedly.

"You're a millionaire, Carina. How does it feel?"

"What happened?" I asked as I wiped the cum off my face with the back of my hand.

"Forgive me! You were a little busy coming and didn't see what happened. Katie couldn't go down on Tricia while she was getting fucked. She was too busy coming and couldn't do it. You were lucky to have taken Sunny's clit in your mouth before your orgasm hit. So how does it feel to be a millionaire?" Pierce asked again.

I looked at Sunny, and she wrapped her arms around me excitedly. I held her close to me and we rolled around the bed, celebrating our victory. We rolled off the bed, landing on the floor. We quickly stood, both of us jumping for joy. I could feel my boobs bouncing wildly as I did, and Sunny and I hugged Pierce, pressing our bodies against him.

"As you can see, we have two happy brand-new millionaires, Sunny and Carina. Join us next time for the game show where everything goes, even the clothes, 'Everything Goes'. I'm Pierce Bolt." Sunny and I had both put our hands on Pierce's crotch, and we squeezed his hard cock as he said, "Goodnight--OOOhh!--everybody."

* * * The End * * *

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