Or maybe Bandit was Tonguenado. Hedidhave a thing for married women. And I knew that Tonguenado liked stealing boys’ girlfriends in college…
Or could it be Poker, the gamemaster? I could definitely see him making a game out of how quickly he could make a girl come using only his tongue.
Or finally, was it this mysterious man with the tattoos? I hadn’t heard anyone say his nickname yet. It was possible they all called him Tonguenado.
The music stopped and I was closest to the tattooed guy, so I ran over to him and got on my knees. I was surprised when I felt a cold metal stud on the underside of his tip.
Oooh! What a lovely surprise!
I flicked my tongue against it and he moaned.
“You like that?” I asked.
He nodded.
“How are you with your tongue?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Win this game and maybe I’ll show you.”
I liked his confidence. But that didn’t mean much. All guys thought they were great at eating pussy. It didn’t mean they actually were.
I ran my hands over his tattooed abs and licked his cock from balls to tip.
Maybe if I got lucky the losing guy this round would be determined by some sort of face sitting…
“This round is the bride’s choice,” said Poker.
“So I just get to choose who I eliminate?” asked Chloe.
“That’s right. Now’s your chance to get rid of a guy that you don’t want to fuck. You know…since three out of the four remaining girls have all said they’re gonna have the last stripper left fuck you if they win.”
Shit. Slavanka got out?I looked around for her, but she was nowhere to be seen. Damn it, now I was the only one trying to get Ash her first D.
“Hmm…let’s see…” Chloe walked around the circle of chairs, staring at each man’s cock as she went. She took a step towards Bandit like she was going to choose him, but then she ran back to Poker and pushed him backwards into the pool.
He popped up a second later, spitting water and wiping his eyes.
“Damn,” he said. “What was that for?”
“Your punishment for making up the rules as we go. And my fiancé would kill me for fucking any of you, but he’ll doubly kill me for fucking a super-hot black guy.”
“Girl, same,” I said. “#MyBoyfriendMightBeRacist.” She really was my doppelganger.
“Makes sense,” said Poker. “After all, the saying is true. Once you go black, you never go back.” He winked at her.
“That’s bad news for Autumn’s husband then,” said Chloe.
“Don’t get too confident,” said Autumn. “Bandit is still in it.”
“Damn right,” said Bandit. He looked over at Chloe. “Those beautiful tits are just begging to be covered in my cum. But don’t worry…first I’ll bend you over and make you come on my cock like the whore that you are.”
Hot damn.I hoped my maid-of-honor got me strippers like this some day at my bachelorette party.
“Let’s see what happens,” said Poker. “Let round four begin!”
I expected the music to start, but nothing happened.What the hell is going on?
Auction Me - Chapter 22 – Musical Cocks