Kerri’s Ultimate Blowjob Challenge

Kerri’s piss pot was the second most full. Only Claudia’s was fuller. But Kerri was thankful her fat man hadn’t needed to relieve himself too. Claudia, of course, had not been so lucky. So far she was six for six… six guys… all six peeing down her throat.

For Kerri, blowing the old guy was not quite as disgusting as blowing the morbidly obese guy. The first guys’ fat had caused moisture to collect under the rolls which produced a smell that was rancid. But blowing an 84year old (she was told as she blew him) was not exactly the picture of herself that Kerri wanted to be remembered publicly forever. Reluctantly she posed for the camera as several pictures were taken of her sucking the octogenarian’s dick. She also felt she had to be gentler with this guy. And it took longer to get him hard. For a long time, she felt like she was just sucking a sponge… there was nothing for her mouth to get a hold of. Still, she persevered. Thirty-five minutes after arriving at the center of town for this ‘brief stop’ (recalling my ironically chosen words), Kerri was back on her bicycle to ride to the edge of town and the stables. She was still in sixth place, but Lelsie was just ahead of her. And Kerri was pleased that her panties and bra now were fully dry.

She managed not to lose Leslie this time. They arrived almost together at the stables, where both were ushered to the side to slip on tight jeans, a blouse and heels. Kerri had taken A LOT of time selecting this outfit. She wanted to look as sexy as possible in case there was some trick to all of this and sexy points counted. She wore 5-pocket, light blue designer jeans that were as tight as possible, a silver chain belt, a white blouse with light blue stitching (to look just like a cowgirl) and her best black 2-inch heels.

I personally led the two girls around to the back of the stable to where the horses were tied to posts in a fenced in enclosure.

“Aren’t we supposed to blow a cowboy here?” Leslie asked, puzzled.

“A male…” I said again. “A male.”

And then Leslie saw something that made her jaw drop. At first Kerri only saw the horses. But then she saw a pair of black high heels sticking out from under one of them. As I walked Kerri and Leslie into the pen, we saw that the heels they’d seen were Brenda’s. Like Kerri, Brenda wore tight, 5-pocket designer jeans, but hers were dark navy. She also wore a red blouse. Kerri thought Brenda looked very nice. Of course, as a self-admitted butt man, I admired Brenda’s fine little bum in those very tight jeans. As we passed her, she looked up at us from her knees. Her mouth was stretched to maximum, and her eyes were doleful.

Leslie shook her head… “Uh uh,” she said. “Oh no!” She could not do this. She was done. She turned and returned to the outside of the pen. She would watch and cheer the others on… but not participate

I wondered if Kerri would quit too, but she just stared blankly at me and nervously asked which horse was hers.

“His name is Rusty,” I told her as I led her towards a big chestnut stallion.

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Kerri’s determination came into full bloom at Station #4. By the time she stood up to climb up unto the back of her horse, only Claudia was ahead of her. Sarah, who had led all the way so far, had dropped out like Leslie. Brenda was struggling, and Krystyn still was deciding. 

With my hand on her bum, I helped ease Kerri up onto her horse. Unlike Claudia, who had looked comfortable with all phases of the challenge so far, but somewhat awkward on a horse, Kerri was VERY comfortable on Rusty. Full of confidence and competence, she backed Rusty away from the post and then away they flew.

Now… there is something about the look of a beautiful girl in tight jeans on a horse that makes my cock rock hard. I was REALLY pulling for Kerri now. I wanted her to win. I wanted her to blow me. I was thinking I’d give Claudia the pleasure of blowing me for $25,000 if Claudia came second, but NOT Kerri. Kerri HAD to win to get any money.

Kerri’s horse did ride like the wind. Kerri arrived at the final station just one minute after Claudia, who already had started her final station task. But Claudia had met her match.

The final stunt was to kneel and suck two cocks that had just been pulled out of the asses of two other girls who on their hands and knees and dressed as cheerleaders with their panties down and skirts up. ass to mouth. Nothing in between.

Claudia was doing her best, but gagging and heaving like hell. Even the previous stunt couldn’t compare with this one. She’d stay on a cock for a little while, then have to back off, collect herself, then start again.

Kerri also was totally grossed out. But she had NOT done everything she’d done so far on prime time T.V. to come second. The cocks came out of two asses and Claudia was on them like a wolf. Gagging continuously, she still was ravenous. Frantically she bobbed her head back and forth, alternating from one to the next. Tears were in her eyes as she looked into the camera. This was gross. Claudia saw what Kerri was doing and decided to throw every caution aside.

It was a competition between two fearless competitors who would stop at NOTHING.

One of Kerri’s guys started pissing but Kerri kept sucking frantically, ignoring the stream of piss flooding her mouth. In fact, that piss probably helped her, because it helped to kill the taste of shit. Poor Claudia, who had swallowed piss from every man she’d blown all day, didn’t get it when she needed it most. 

Still, the finish was almost too close to call. Kerri got one mouthful of cum and swallowed it just as Claudia’s mouth started filling with her first. Then Kerri started getting her second load before Claudia, but Claudia’s guy shot quicker, so that Claudia looked poised to win. But then… Claudia got her piss. Her first guy had to go. Poor Claudia watched helplessly as Kerri stood up, changed into a nice pair of formal black pants, and was led to me, while Claudia’s own mouth filled up again with human liquid waste.

I was VERY proud of Kerri and I told her so. She HAD said she would win if she ever got a second chance… that she would stop at nothing… and she had been true to her words. Kerri deservedly was very proud of what she had done.

I let them bring Claudia in to see me at the same time I was seeing Kerri. I told them of my decision to reward both blondes for their amazing performances, Kerri with fifty and Claudia with twenty-five thousand.

“But you girls still have something to do first,” I said with a smile.

Kerri and Claudia laughed and, together, sank to their knees at my feet to enjoy the spoils of victory together. 

“Look into the camera, Girls,” I told them.” You now are famous.”

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I ended up being a really nice guy and giving money to all four girls who actually finished: $50,000 to Kerri, $25,000 to Claudia, $15,000 to Brenda who’d finished third, and $10,000 to Krystyn, who’d bravely overcame her fear at the stable, lunged forward with mouth open wide and ultimately finished fourth.

I invited all four to join me for dinner that night, in a private room at the fanciest restaurant in town. All the girls dressed in sexy tops, dress pants and heels. Kerri wore the same light gray pants and pink top and heels she’d worn to her interview. After the meal, the waiter brought a can of whipped cream to me and the four girls kneeled for the feast: sharing me, five waiters, two busboys and the maitre’d for dessert. I then drove Kerri home. But she insisted we stop by the stables first. 

“I want to thank Rusty,” she said slyly. “Besides…” I think I need more dessert.”