The Evans Family on Television 2

Note : This story is completely fictional!

Brad looked back at Natalie, still covered in chocolate, and
couldn't help but smile. Turning his attention to the audience he
directed the camera to get a closeup on Natalie. "Check it out, folks."
Natalie looked at the monitor to her left. She sighed when she
saw what was displayed on the fortytwo inch screen. The camera panned down from her shapely breasts, her nipples still erect, until
it zoomed in on her blonde trianagle. She knew that her son, as well as the audience, was staring at the screen catching every detail of her sexuality. She saw, exposed to all, her clitoris sticking out.
"Hey, what can I say, huh?" Brad asked as he watched the monitor.
"She really got horny, huh?" The audience cheered and applauded her
audacity as Brad Nichols came over to Natalie Evans. Putting his hand on her shoulder he slipped it downward cupping it over her breast. "Well, sweetie," he said as he massaged it, "how would you like to win really big money?"

"How?" Natalie was inquisitive. Smiling at him she requested Kim
and Mark to join her side. Again she asked boldly, "How can we win?"
Brad slipped a hand over Kimberly's shoulder as well and fondled her breast as well. As her nipple swelled in his manipulating fingers
he answered, "Let me check with the audience on that. Okay?" Turning to the audience, still massaging his hands on their breasts,
he asked them one question. "So, how about we give them an additional
thirty thousand?"

The audience hooted, hollered, and applauded. They knew full well
what the host of 'Dare the Family' was hinting at. "Yeah lady, go for it! Go for it! Go for the big money!"
Returning his attention to Natalie he asked, "Well, how about getting that extra money? Do you want to dare the family?"
"What would that entail?" Kimberly asked as she stepped away from his grasp of her breast. Turning abruptly away she glanced her body against her brother. His still hard erection slid against her chocolate covered vaginal mound sliding off her slicked down pubic hair.
Releasing his grasp of Natalie as well he simply replied, "Well now, there's the rub. I can't tell you that until you agree to accept
the challenge."

"I'd like to take you up on it, Brad," Natalie commented, "but I
don't know know what it all entails. We would need the details before
deciding one way or the other."
"Let me ask you this, Natalie Evans?" Brad was being evasive. 
"That would be $54,150 total. Don't you just love the sound of that?"
Natalie was undecided about getting the extra money. She would
have to consult with her children on the matter. Requesting their
close presence she retreated to a corner of the studio. "Well, what
do you think?"

Huddled together with Mark in the middle gave him the oppurtune chance to rest his arms on their shoulders. Boldly he slipped his hands downward and cupped them over their breasts. They were bent over slightly which allowed his hands to encompass their entirely.
Ever so slowly Kimberly's hand inched its way forward towards Mark.
Within a few seconds she held his manhood in her fingers as her other hand crotched itself against her mother. "Mom, I think we should."
"Yeah, mom," Mark agreed, "think of the money."
Natalie was aware of what the audience could see on the monitor.
Her excitement at the possibilities enticed her, beckoned her enthusiasm to accept the challenge. "Do you really think we should?
I mean we are not exactly unexposed here if you know what I mean."
Kim expressed her thoughts with a wry smile as she cupped a hand against his balls. "Mom, could it actually get any worse?"
"My sentiments exactly," Mark pipped in as he let his hand slip
on his sister. As his fingers probed against her chocolate covered
mound he added, "How about it, mom?"

Natalie unclenched the huddle and then returned to the center of
the studio. "Brad, we have decided." Winking at the audience for an
approval of sorts, she added, "We will go for the extra money."
"Okay, great!" Brad exclaimed. "They have decided to go for the
extra money." The audience cheered the decision as he summoned Sharon
over with a towel. He instructed her to wipe them off telling her to
be strategic in what she did. "Afterall, we don't want to eliminate the excitement," he cautioned her.
Sharon understood perfectly as she wiped Mark's chest free of the
brown liquid inching her toweled hands downward to the fringes of his
pubic hair. Kneeling down in front of him, in full view of the blinking redlights of the cameras, she wiped his legs free of the
gooey chocololate. Nudging upward on his thighs she was careful in
her toweling but, just for the excitement of the audience, she let herself feel his manhood.
Next she moved onto Kimberly and whiped her off as well. However,
she left her breasts covered as well as her crotch. She next did the
same with Natalie and, as she wiped the legs of the blonde woman, she
enticed a finger to probe itself against her mound.

After she had sufficiently wiped them off Brad explained the challenge. The challenge that would, indeed, dare the family. The challenge that would earn them the thirty thousand. "Okay now for
the dare the family challenge. Mark and Kimberly I want you to lick that chocolate off your mother."
Natalie was aghast at what he said. She had thought it would be
simple. His suggestion, causing the audience to applaud loudly, would
embarrass her. It would entice her sexuality to possibly explode with
the excitement. However she had agreed to accept the challenge and
felt she could not back down.

As Kimberly and Mark began licking her breasts, sucking up the chocolate, Natalie just stood there transfixed in a daze. She couldn't believe she was allowing them to suckle against her breasts,
her nipples. What really surprized her was that she was allowing the
audience to see it as well. Though she had allowed them to see her
completely naked, exposed openly for their enjoyment, this was something of an embarrassment. 
Her embarrassment was about to get worse though she could only envision what it was. Thinking of where Sharon had wiped off the chocolate she knew it was only a matter of time before they would
have licked it all off her firm shapely breasts. 
Mark's enthusiasm was abundant to the audience as he took advantage
of what he was doing. His tongue slithered over inch of her breast and, as he picked it up, it licked against the underside as well.
Though a bit less enthusiastic at what she was doing Kim, too, hoping to really excite the audience covered her mother's nipple with
her tongue and took it between her lips. Within a few minutes she also had picked up a breast and began licking the underside free of
the chocolate. 

Brad watched intently, viewing them directly and on the monitor, and enticed the audience. "Hey, huh, that was something." The audience cheered wildly with applause and pleasured screams. Making 
sure the chocolate was completely off her breasts he examined them
carefully and picked them up by the nipples to look beneath. "Now,
Natalie Evans, I want you to lay down." Turning to Sharon he said,
"Sharon, bring out the pad."

Easing Natalie Evans down on the foam pad she then moved towards her ankles. Grapsing them tightly she yanked them apart, wide. She
couldn't help but smile at what she had exposed, not only to herself
but the camera, and quipped lovingly, "Oh Natalie, it's so pretty."
Realizing she was really exposed Natalie blushed. Smiling at the young girl clutching her ankles she dared, "Go ahead, Sharon, take a
lick of my pussy."

Brad interceded the request. "Now, now, sweetie, that was not part
of the challenge." He admired her as he looked down at her spread open for all to see. 
"Yeah, I know, Brad," Natalie commented with a giggle. "I just got caught up in the excitement."
"Yeah, baby," he chuckled checking out the enlarged view on the
monitor, "but you gotta stay within the challenge."
Disappointingly Natalie dripped a tear from her eye. "Oh come on,
Brad, let her."

Turning to his female stagehand he asked, "Well, Sharon, what about
it? You wanna lick it? You wanna slither your tongue over that gorgeous exposed blonde pussy?"
Sharon only smiled at the camera. Her wide-eyed smile shone brilliantly on the fortytwo inch monitor. Moving towards the golden-
haired crotch she could only mutter, "Oh yeah."
Natalie stopped her with, "Wait a second here." She was not about to allow that without getting some excitement in return for her allowing the brown-haired girl to taste her. She whispered to her.
"Sharon, this is dare the family so do you dare?"
Looking at the woman spread eagle before her she stood up. "Dare
what, sexy lady?"
Natalie looked up at her, giggling, at the flatchested girl. "Do you really want to dare the family?" Seeing the reluctant nod of the twentyseven year old she further dared, "Let me see what you got."
"Oh wow," Brad couldn't help but exclaim at the thought of it.
Turning his attention to the audience he prodded them to applaud the
dare. Hoping his stagehand would take the applaud and accept.

Smoothing back her short brown hair she flipped her head to the side facing the audience. "Well, I don't know. What do you think?"
The audience cheered loudly hoping for the excitement. They cheered louder when Natalie suggested a further dare. Sharon was taken aback by her suggestion but the audience thunderly voiced their approval of it by, not only applauding with boisterous clamor, stomping their feet as well.
"Yeah, sweetie," Natalie smiled at her, "let Mark take them off."
"Oh yeah," Brad chuckled, "sparing no hand in the process either."
Sharon looked at him with a questioning eye. Then taking a chance
to stare at the monitor, see the exposure presenting itself, she answered, "Okay."

Mark advanced towards her and began unbuttoning her advertising shirt. As his hands progressed he took the liberty to fondle her breasts feeling the tightened nipples beneath. Flinging the shirt off he glared at the sports bra beneath. Thinking of a way to entice
the audience he slipped his hands beneath and massaged her savoring the sensation of feeling her nipples stand to attention. 
Then, abandoning any inhibitions he had, not caring for any embarrassment he would cause to her, he grapsed the bottom hem of the
red bra and yanked it upward. "Oh wow," he gasped as his eyes beheld
her small shapely breasts. 

The audience applauded the exposure as he removed it over her head.
Exposed, for all to see, were her appled breasts smothered by huge areolae with nipples sticking out for inspection. Sharon smiled throwing her arms back, tightening her breasts, and commented, "They
are free!" The audience cheered her cheerful demeanor.

Hoping for some real excitement Mark thrust his hand into her pants. He didn't want to excite the audience too much but he was curious. So, without any scruples, he thrust his hand directly into her panties bypassing the waistband of her pants. Watching the monitor he saw the camera zoom in from above and smothered his groping hand over every fold of her shaven mound. Slipping the other hand in as well he forced them down and, as they slid downward to her ankles, he slid a finger deep within her. Fully aware of the colloquialisms he blurted out, "Love your snatch."
Sharon knelt down between Natalie's legs lowering her head towards the chocolate covered blonde forest. In the process, mainly to steady herself, she spread her legs for support. She was fully aware of where the camera was at this point and didn't care that her twat, her hairless twat, was exposed on the big screen.

Natalie could feel her warm, anticipating, breath. Stretching her arms downward she grabbed the sides of her head and drove it against her exposed sexual mound. Natalie sighed in pleasured ectasy as the young girl smothered her vaginal mound. 

Brad looked at the monitor, split between two cameras, allowing not only a picture of Sharon's lips on Natalie's womanhood but her exposed twat as well. Not to be outdone he called Mark, as well as Kimberly, to the bottom of the mat. "Hey, you two, check it out. Quite a pretty sight, huh?" Then he made a bold suggestion as he drew them in close and turned off his microphone. Whispering his plan to them he slid a hand against the stiff penis and sparsely haired mound. "So, Mark, how about it? Another five if you ram that hole and finger your sister at the same time."