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09 Ekim 2023, 15:29
There isn't a lot that I can say about this, other than I won. I'm not particularly proud of the fact. Not the sort of thing you put on your CV ? First Prize in the Halloween Witch Fucking Contest. It was the typical stunt a Student Union pulled, something really outrageous the first year students could throw themselves into just one month into their first semester.
The concept was simple; bring your own blanket, witch, and tissues if you must, the student union shop was flogging a nice line in tissues, black edged and decorated with little witches hats, stuff like that. There was an entry fee, ten pounds per couple; the winner got the proceeds. All-in-all, there was five hundred quid up for grabs. The winner was the one who fucked the most witches in the allotted hour.
There were impediments like an obstacle course; it was not necessarily going to be the best fucker that won but the guy best able to cope with the conditions. To start with, the event was held in the open air on the floodlit pitch of the rugby club. There was an audience. Anyone who liked screwing under a duvet with the lights off was fucked for a start.
Secondly, contestants could only remove one item from their Halloween costume ? obligatory by the way. Since the whole idea was fucking, it was fairly obvious which bits were coming off. Though I must say I thought some of the girls deserved prizes for their enterprising efforts to arrange access to all parts of their anatomy.
Thirdly, the audience was encouraged to participate, not in the actual bonking but liberal sprays with the stringy foam, plastic bats up the arse, that sort of thing.
Wendy was the girl I choose to be my witch. Devilishly attractive, you'd like her, long fairish hair, slim breasted, slim hipped, demure eyes and countenance. She has a serenity about her that quite masks her devilish intentions. Wendy was working her way through university, antalya travesti escort (https://antalyaescort-bayan.com/vip/antalya-travesti-escort) she'd started on the top floor of the chemistry building and was working her way down, I met her on the fourth floor on my way up.
She was an astonishing girl, slow to arouse but like a train once she got moving. She has a perineum was so wide you could have driven a coach and horses through it, and it smelt as someone had ? recently. Still, you can't have everything and it provides a nice shelf to take the load.
The rules were these, simple yet subtle. You started with your partner, once one of you had come, you moved on to the next girl. If you had to wait more than a minute before commencing your assault then the man was disqualified. Winner was the last man on the job. Properly organised, they had a stopwatch on each couple, well a mobile phone with the timer activated.
So I figured if I got Wendy pissed before the event started there was a good chance she was not going to be a lot of use to anyone who came after me, on the plus side, she might even throw up on one of them, damn certain I couldn't fuck a girl with a technicolour yawn decorating her breasts. I noticed a lot of the guy's were getting tanked up in the bar, me, I stayed on soda.
About half past eleven, we assembled on the pitch for a costume parade and a ritual removal of the single costume piece. I was quite taken by a cute girl on the far side wearing a body suit just with her bottom poking out, I had a good idea just what I would do with her, if I got that far. For my own costume I'd gone for the traditional Devil's outfit, plastic horns and modified tail concealing a black vibrator, I thought a little extra help might not go amiss, especially when they were starting to tire. My plan was simple; I'd fuck Wendy, then go down on the next girl, fuck the next and so antalya escort bayan (https://antalyaescort-bayan.com/vip/antalya-escort-bayan) on.
I reckoned my main competition was a big black guy, I'd heard something of his reputation, he loved a blow job so the guys said. I could just see his huge black donger plunging in an out between Wendy's bright red lips, in fact just thinking about got me warmed up for the event, he was three couples behind us. I told Wendy to make sure she deep throated him, she'd had four double G
The concept was simple; bring your own blanket, witch, and tissues if you must, the student union shop was flogging a nice line in tissues, black edged and decorated with little witches hats, stuff like that. There was an entry fee, ten pounds per couple; the winner got the proceeds. All-in-all, there was five hundred quid up for grabs. The winner was the one who fucked the most witches in the allotted hour.
There were impediments like an obstacle course; it was not necessarily going to be the best fucker that won but the guy best able to cope with the conditions. To start with, the event was held in the open air on the floodlit pitch of the rugby club. There was an audience. Anyone who liked screwing under a duvet with the lights off was fucked for a start.
Secondly, contestants could only remove one item from their Halloween costume ? obligatory by the way. Since the whole idea was fucking, it was fairly obvious which bits were coming off. Though I must say I thought some of the girls deserved prizes for their enterprising efforts to arrange access to all parts of their anatomy.
Thirdly, the audience was encouraged to participate, not in the actual bonking but liberal sprays with the stringy foam, plastic bats up the arse, that sort of thing.
Wendy was the girl I choose to be my witch. Devilishly attractive, you'd like her, long fairish hair, slim breasted, slim hipped, demure eyes and countenance. She has a serenity about her that quite masks her devilish intentions. Wendy was working her way through university, antalya travesti escort (https://antalyaescort-bayan.com/vip/antalya-travesti-escort) she'd started on the top floor of the chemistry building and was working her way down, I met her on the fourth floor on my way up.
She was an astonishing girl, slow to arouse but like a train once she got moving. She has a perineum was so wide you could have driven a coach and horses through it, and it smelt as someone had ? recently. Still, you can't have everything and it provides a nice shelf to take the load.
The rules were these, simple yet subtle. You started with your partner, once one of you had come, you moved on to the next girl. If you had to wait more than a minute before commencing your assault then the man was disqualified. Winner was the last man on the job. Properly organised, they had a stopwatch on each couple, well a mobile phone with the timer activated.
So I figured if I got Wendy pissed before the event started there was a good chance she was not going to be a lot of use to anyone who came after me, on the plus side, she might even throw up on one of them, damn certain I couldn't fuck a girl with a technicolour yawn decorating her breasts. I noticed a lot of the guy's were getting tanked up in the bar, me, I stayed on soda.
About half past eleven, we assembled on the pitch for a costume parade and a ritual removal of the single costume piece. I was quite taken by a cute girl on the far side wearing a body suit just with her bottom poking out, I had a good idea just what I would do with her, if I got that far. For my own costume I'd gone for the traditional Devil's outfit, plastic horns and modified tail concealing a black vibrator, I thought a little extra help might not go amiss, especially when they were starting to tire. My plan was simple; I'd fuck Wendy, then go down on the next girl, fuck the next and so antalya escort bayan (https://antalyaescort-bayan.com/vip/antalya-escort-bayan) on.
I reckoned my main competition was a big black guy, I'd heard something of his reputation, he loved a blow job so the guys said. I could just see his huge black donger plunging in an out between Wendy's bright red lips, in fact just thinking about got me warmed up for the event, he was three couples behind us. I told Wendy to make sure she deep throated him, she'd had four double G