The Sexy Audition Pt. 02

The Anteroom

The Hostess opened the heavy oak doors and led me into an anteroom the size of a bedroom with a matching oak door on the opposite wall.

"Last chance to abort the audition and run away with me, 12," she said with a husky sexy voice.

"As sexy as you are, I'll take my chances with the audition. But I hope the offer still stands for afterward," I said, staring at her magnificent chest."

She smiled. "Another test, 12, you've passed again. Yes, the offer still stands, but it may be awhile. Now let's meet the rest of the invitees."

With that, she gave me a lingering kiss that almost made me take her up on her offer. She held my arm and walked me to the doors, opened them and we entered together.

The Orientation

I walked into a large windowless room that could have been a hotel ballroom. There was a bar along the wall to my right, with a large fireplace with a roaring fire lighting the room with a warm glow on the opposite wall. The right wall held a row of high topped tables and chairs. The left wall had a row of what looked like sex swings suspended from the ceiling.

The middle area had a dark wood floor with four women standing and chatting together by the fire wearing only revealing tight black translucent mesh bras and matching mesh thongs that left little to the imagination. All were shaved, either beforehand or during the preparation. One was brunette and tall, two were blonde and shorter, and the last one was a stunning auburn-haired beauty of medium height. All had great-looking breasts of various sizes.

Three men stood by the bar wearing the same mesh briefs as myself, all with similar packages as myself. I didn't examine them as my full attention as well as my cock's attention was on the beautiful and sexy women who all were eying me.

The hostess stepped into the center of the room, She raised a hand and a chime sounded to get everyone's attention.

"Welcome to the Sexy Big Brother audition," she announced. "There will be eight of you tonight. Numbers 2, 3, 9, and 11 are apparently no shows, but I appreciate you coming.

"Let's establish the rules clearly. No names are permitted. You are numbers tonight. If anyone at this moment, or any moment during the audition, feels uncomfortable or does not wish to participate, you are free to leave and still retain your cash deposit."

She paused, no one moved toward the exit doors. "Wonderful," the hostess smiled, all guys transfixed by her marvelous cleavage. "Everyone who completes this evening will receive $1,000. At the end of the night, the most compatible, couple based on biometrics from your number tags, will each receive $10,000."

She gestured to an attendant who brought out a silver tray containing small, colored pills. "To assist with the social test and lower your inhibitions, the men will receive a blue pill to enhance their erections. The women will receive a mild dose of ecstasy to increase their tactile sensitivity."

I took my blue pill from the tray, washing it down with a glass of sparkling water from the bar. The participants began to talk, and laugh. What few inhibitions there were, decreased dramatically.

The Social Test

The Hostess continued. "Now starts the first round: the social test. You will approach one of the opposite sex to converse for five minutes each. When you hear the chime, you will detach and find a new partner. Start... now."

I was eyeing the auburn haired woman with green eyes labeled 6 on her necklace but the tall blue-eyed brunette with the number 1 got to me first. With click and a buzz, our magnets pulled us belly to belly, with her pussy up against me and her meshed breasts with small nipple rings against my chest. She had a predatory look, and she didn't talk much about herself except how much she thought I was sexy. She was sexy, but in a sort of dark way. Her hard ring pierced nipples punched through the mesh bra poking me in the chest.

After the five minutes our magnets released when the chime sounded. Grateful to be released from her, I went to find 6, but she was already attached to another guy. I went for one of the blondes. She was more conversational and sexy but nothing sparked for me, although she gave me some proposals that almost made me blush. The second blonde was next, but she was nervous and seemed a little scared. I reassured her, and she somewhat relaxed, but there was no nipple reaction and not much going on below.

Eventually, I made my way to 6 and when our magnets clicked together, there was extra electricity between us. My pulse raced, both our faces flushed, and my hard cock trembled against growing wetness in her crotch which she pressed against me. Her skin was flawless with deep cleavage in her mesh bra with hard nipples caressing my chest. Time seemed to stop, and as stared into her large green eyes, we discussed many things which we had in common.

Too soon the chime sounded and the magnets released. We stepped back looking at each other longingly. I hoped that sometime after this was over we could take this several levels further. I wanted her so bad. If cock hardness was a scale from one to ten, I was at nine.

The Hostess broke the spell with her announcement. "That concludes the first round of tests. The men will have a brief resting period to resume blood flow."

Just then the cock ring on the base of my shaft made a clicking and released slightly. I hadn't realized that it had been tightened for more than 30 minutes, but the ebbing pain suddenly became noticeable now that I was separated from 6.

The Eating Test

The chime sounded. The hostess came forward and said, "This is the eating test. You will be paired together based on preliminary biometric test results and feed each other. Afterward, you lick each other clean.

"Before we start, for this round the women will remove their bras in order of their number, please. You may drop them to the floor. They will be collected later. Remember that at any time you may drop out of the audition if you feel uncomfortable."

Number 1, the tall brunette, ripped off her bra so fast her ring pierced nipples caught slightly on the mesh all the while looking straight at me. Her breasts were large and were swinging side to side as she tossed her bra to the floor.

Number 4, the first blonde, unfastened her bra to release a pair of perky medium round breasts with upturned small nipples that needed no support. She grinned with anticipation.

Number 5, the second blonde, was slower and shy. She hesitated, likely trying to decide if to proceed, then took off her bra. She covered her breasts with her arm until the Hostess told her to lower her arm, which she did slowly, revealing smaller breasts with large areoles but soft nipples.

Number 6 had been staring at me the whole time and didn't hesitate to shrug off her bra showing off perfectly round medium large breasts with hard nipples. I gave a gasp as she proudly pulled her shoulders back to thrust them in my direction. I later learned they were magnificent 34Ds.

The Hostess continued. "Thank you ladies. This is necessary for the next round. Based on the biometric results, the following couples will proceed to the tables along the wall. Number 1, you're with 10."

Number 1 gave a start, but after a moment of hesitation, decided to go along with the man wearing the number 10, all the while looking longing at me, swinging her breasts in an exaggerated way.

" Number 4, you're with 7."

The blonde number 4 stepped forward and went arm in arm with 7, looking happy with her pairing.

Number 5, you're with 8."

Number 5 nervously stepped forward and joined another number 8, walking to their table with her topless body slightly averted away from him.

During the numbers announcements I was hoping so badly for 6, I was shaking. 6 was staring back at me, presumably hoping the same.

"And finally, number 6, pair up with 12."

She stepped up to me excitedly and arm in arm, with her breasts pressed against my side we walked to the last table. I was hoping we would never get there and be separated by a glass table, even though the table small enough that our thighs were touching.

The Hostess gave us our instructions. "The test in this round requires you to feed each other by hand."

Servers came out and placed trays of food on the tables. I dipped the fresh fruit into a bowl of warm chocolate, guiding it into her luscious mouth I hoped to kiss. As she chewed, She shifted. She pushed her chest forward, with her breasts resting softly against the edge of the table, spread out invitingly. When she fed me, her fingers were electric against my lips. Chocolate and honey dripped down our fingers, onto our lips, and ran down across our chests. 6 smiled, as she painted my chest with a line of cream, her fingers lingering against my skin. In return, I let a few drops of chocolate fall directly onto the nipple of her right breast. It pooled around her pink areola, with the erect nipple sticking out.

Once all the food was gone, the attendants swiftly removed the platters as well as the tables. We were left standing together on the open floor, our bodies sticky with spilled food.

"Now," the hostess commanded, her voice dropping to a sultry tone. "Lick each other clean. Leave no trace of the food behind."

I leaned into 6, my tongue tracing the sweet chocolate and honey across her chest and down into the deep, warm valley of her breasts. I buried my face between those two soft mounds, inhaling her scent. I moved my tongue down the slope of her breast, I reached the nipple where I swirled my tongue around her areola, taking the hard, rigid nipple into my mouth and suckling gently. She gasped, her fingers grabbing my hair as a visible shiver ran through her. Her breasts shaking with her ragged breathing.

She returned the gesture, leaning forward, so her breasts pressed against my belly as she licked the honey and cream from my chest and neck. While she was licking my belly, her hand slyly brushed my meshed covered cock giving me a shudder of pleasure.

When done we stood clean, freshly licked and breathing heavily, waiting of the next round. The Hostess must have noticed the mens excitement as our cock rings relaxed again with a slight jolt of electricity to calm us down before the next round.

The Feeling Test

I almost didn't hear the chime sound few minutes later. 6 and I were locked in an embrace kissing the last the of the food off our lips. I felt my cock ring retightened as my cock got hard again and heard the Hostess's next announcement.

She had walked back to the center of the room, her eyes scanning the highly aroused, bare-chested participants.

"For the next testing round," she ordered. "Everyone, remove your panties and briefs."

I stepped out of my sheer mesh briefs, it snagging on my hungry hard cock and standing completely naked. Number 6 slid her mesh panties down her long legs, stepping out of them to reveal her fully shaved wet pussy. The room was now filled with seven entirely naked licked clean bodies, except for the second blonde, number 5. She shook her head, a deep blush across her face.

"I can't do this, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She moved to leave, but her partner caught her arm and said:

"Please number 5, I want to see you again. My name is Charles Mac--"

With a sharp, loud clap, the Hostess said in a loud firm voice, "Enough! You were warned. No names. Number 5 you are dismissed. Please go to your valet and you may leave with our thanks. You may try again if invited.

"As for you number 8, you are permanently dismissed and will not be welcome again. Please leave quietly."

We were now left with three women and three men. All three women stood proudly with no embarrassment with breasts jiggling in the soft lights and flickering fire of the room.

The Hostess continued. "This is the touch test for more biometric responses. You will be blindfolded to accentuate the touching response. Please line up by gender and face each other. Attendants will guide each man to touch each woman. No penetration with either penises or fingers. Touch and fondle each other thoroughly until guided to the next person."

We were handed black silk blindfolds and put them on. I stood in the dark until it my turn when a firm hand grabbed my forearm and guided me to the first woman. I could tell it was number one by feeling her large breasts while she went first for my stiff cock, massaging it and then traveling all over my body. I felt around her torso, her wet crotch area and thighs and her large buttocks.

The hand gripped my arm again and guided me to second woman. I could feel her smaller breast and knew it was the blonde number 4. We explored each other thoroughly without speaking until the hand gripped my arm for the final time and guided to who must be number 6.

When I was finally able to fondle her beautiful breasts and explore her body from top to very wet and warm bottom, we both involuntarily shuddered. Her hands were soft as she gripped my cock and I almost ejaculated right then and there. She sensed it somehow and quickly pinched below the head to stop the urge. My cock ring still kept me hard.

"Excellent, all of you. We got some very nice readings from that," the Hostess said looking at her iPad. "Please keep your blindfolds on for the next round. The penis rings will relax for a few minutes while the women are being prepared."

The Fitting Test

I felt the cock ring relax and felt the welcome relief of blood exchanging in my cock. I heard footsteps walking away. There was shuffling and velcro sounds and murmuring from the women and their attendants. I suddenly felt a quick kiss and a pat on my butt from whom I assume was the Hostess, giving my cock a jolt into hardness.

A minute later the Hostess announced the next round. "This is the fitting test. The men will insert their penis into each woman for fit and comfort and reactions. The women are in the sex swings you noticed earlier at the correct height with legs and arms strapped down at the correct angles. You will be limited to 30 seconds each. No touching. Also, each of you will be ball gagged and done in random order to preserve anonymity and give more accurate readings."

While waiting, I could hear the other men being guided and one gave a grunt with a disapproving comment from the Hostess.

When it was my turn I felt her approach and she gave me a quick kiss before she deftly inserted the ball into my mouth and strapped it from behind. She held my hand as she guided me forward and gently gripped my cock and I suddenly felt it enter a warm slightly tight pussy. I managed to get it in all the way hearing some muffled sound from whoever owned the pussy. I waited while the walls quivered and a hand pulled me out

The second one I was guided to was looser and almost too big, but her muscles grabbed me and squeezed hard almost painfully. I was glad when the 30 seconds was up.

The third one was just right. This is sounding like a Goldilocks rated X fairytale, but this one was the right tightness and the squeezing almost made me come while I heard some muffled moaning from the woman. The Hostess must have sensed that because she pulled me out quickly and squeezed below the head to stop the urge to come.

We were told to step back, and our blindfolds were removed but not the gags. I could see the women getting unstrapped from each of their sex swings and helped upright to stand opposite the line of us men.

"The gags will stay in for now," the Hostess said. "To prevent any anyone blurting reactions or names."

The Selection

While we were all standing facing each watching the Hostess examine our results on her iPad, it couldn't help but to be arousing to look at a row of three beautiful women standing stark naked and unabashed. All the men were at full attention down below. It was the ultimate sex fantasy of many men.

The Hostess put down her iPad and announced, "The results are in. We have a winner on one side and a close three-way on the other.

First to be dismissed is.... Number 7. Second to be dismissed is number 10. You may go and collect your cash. An attendant will provide you with a robe and your gag will be removed by your valets. Thank you for coming, or not if you get my drift."

The other guys were herded off leaving me alone facing three sexy women.

"Congratulations number 12, you are by far the winner on the men's side. We do have a slight winner on women's side but to make sure the match is solid, I will let you select your match for this job. I'm hoping it will correspond to our results. Please come forward and choose carefully. You may touch and fondle as necessary"

I walked up to number 1 first and brushed a finger over her nipples, cupped her butt, and felt her swollen labia. She tried to say something, but the gag muffled so she tried a sexy shimmy. When I moved on to number 4, she stared daggers at me, making me glad the gags were left in.

Number 4 smiled through the gag as I brushed her nipples with my fingers. Her nipples were hard, her butt was small but firm and her pussy was wet. Her eyes were imploring to me to select her.

I moved on to 6 and her eyes glistened almost as much as her pussy did. She shivered when I brushed my hand across soft skin and hard nipples. Her medium firm butt was silky smooth. Her juices were dripping down her thigh. I had my choice. I stepped back and grabbed my stiff cock and pointed it at number 6.

The Hostess clapped her hands with joy. "Wonderful! She was the leading result on the women's side. Your pick, in such a creative and sexy way, only validates our results.

"Numbers 1 and 4 will be dismissed for now but will be retained as alternates if the match doesn't work out. Ladies, please leave with your escorts."

They left with number 1 looking angrily back and 4 almost looking disappointed. Number 6 was given a robe and was told she was to be their guest for overnight until the job announcement in the morning. She was led out a door to a hallway. She gave me a wave and left. I already missed her.

An attendant wrapped a robe around my shoulders while the Hostess walked to me, removed the ball gag, and pulled open the robe. She pressed a remote button and my cock ring fully relaxed. She reached in and gently twisted it off.

"You won't be needing this for any more tests tonight." She slipped it and a copy of the remote into my robe pocket. "Just in case you want to use it again. It's yours now as part of your winnings. I'll now escort you personally to your room for the night. Now that the audition is over, you may call me 36. It's a joke based on my 36 sized breasts."

She tied up my robe, with my still hard cock pushing out, grabbed arm and led me out the same door that 6 left through earlier.

The Reward

As the Hostess walked me down the corridor toward my stateroom for the night, she stopped me in the middle of hall suddenly and unsnapped the lower crotch flap of her corset. Before I could react she pulled open my robe and inserted my still hard cock into her. It was a perfect fit, warm and inviting with strong muscles and wet thighs. Her walls gently squeezed twice, and then she pulled away, smiling.

"Perfect fit, I thought so. Remember to call me 12, I've taken a distinct liking to you. That's never happened to me here before."

She resnapped her crotch flap and led me to my door.

"Inside is your reward for tonight. I'll see you in the morning to give you details of the job."

She pulled my face close to hers and gave me another lingering kiss with her tongue probing mine. After what seemed forever she disengaged, caressed my butt and then turned and walked back down the hall leaving me slack-jawed with my heart pounding. I had never noticed that her corset had no rear coverage and seeing her swaying bare buttocks were a heavenly sight. I felt a deep sexual longing for both her and the heavenly looking number 6, who I'm not sure when I'll see her for the mysterious job we were supposed to do tomorrow.

I got a hold of myself and opened the door. Inside was a luxury hotel room with foyer leading to a dining table. To the immediate left was a bathroom and around the corner was a lounge area. I went around to other side to see an open sleeping area and stopped dead in my tracks. On the bed sitting up against multiple pillows, legs spread-eagled, was 6. Her nipples were hard on her wonderfully full round chest and her pussy glistened with wetness in the soft lights.

"What you took you so long 12? I've been waiting for my reward. I'm glad it was you. You've been a good boy all night, but now it's time to release the tiger. I want you so bad."

I shook off my silk robe and climbed onto the bed and mounted her while kissing her hard. I slipped my cock gently into her pussy's warm embrace and gently pumped while she moaned with pleasure. I kissed, massaged and sucked each one of exquisite silky soft breasts while I could feel her orgasming several times. Just before I was going to explode into her, she pushed me out and leaned forward to put my poor strained cock in her mouth. It didn't take long and when I finally came the seemingly endless release was beyond imagining but part of me was thinking of the Hostess as I spurted. She sucked and swallowed every drop. She smiled, and licked her lips. "Delicious," she said. "I've been waiting to taste that all night, that's just the beginning."

I was still hard, and we went at in various positions, each time an orgasm from her. Doggy style, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, even anal. Her pussy was perfect and her muscles inside squeezing drove me wild.

"I hope to get more of that in the morning," she whispered in my ear.

We held each other for a long time until we both drifted off.

The end of part 2.

To be continued.