IC: Miss Porn America, Open Thread, Multi Player

[macmillian]

IC: Miss Porn America

I saw Miss Hawaii walking around while I sat at the Judges table and followed her with my eyes. I would have to introduce myself to that young lady. She walked with a air of confidence that several of the ladies and men here lacked. She was also a stunning beauty, with grace well beyound her years.

 

[flithymind]

Chuck sat, sipping his whisky, trying not to wince at the burn it caused in his throat, smiling through it, for 'effect'.

He watched as people dashed around - it was obviously getting close to kick-off time, the crowds were drifting in - a few recognised him and he waved, nonchalantly from the VIP bar area - ahhh... fame.

He was sure there were a few contestants dodging around too - looking for judges to butter-up no doubt. Then again, some of these pnematic looking hotties could just be in the audience, hoping to be "discovered"... he'd see what he could do about 'discovering' how far they'd go to be "discovered" later.

Contestants or not, the walls were almost literally dripping with pussy and Chuck shifted his now semi-hard cock in his trousers, coughing to cover the movement, downed the last of his drink and headed for the judges area.

Oh this was going to be fun - lots of fun.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

Maka had just finished chatting it up with a few potential interests. Handing them her card she walked off realizing they were after one thing or another. Sighing she couldn't help wondering why events like this had to be based on the obvious.

Then again, it helped. She had ideas floating around in her head, things that would give her the upper hand. While most of the girls were practically tossing themselves at the judges' feet, she used other doors to grab their attention. Most of them didn't even talk to her personally and she would make sure they knew who she was.

"Maka!" A man called out to her jogging up to her. "Props are all done. Need you to sign off on this." she smiled signing her name and the handed the clipboard back.

"Is the event starting yet?"

"Not sure but there's free time to practice if you need."

Maka smiled and decided that would be a good idea. "Okay I'm going to look at some more booths and I'll be there." The man nodded and hurried off to do his business. Maka visited more booths dropping her card in fishbowls here and there. She really didn't have all the time in the world to mingle so hurried off to the auditorium where she could get a bit of on stage practice going.

 

[flithymind]

Chuck was obviously early. He was never early, it was so embarassing.

The judge's booth was a little 'room' near the stage - prime position, but not so any bozo from the crowd with a grudge could get in easily.

The main lights in the 'house' were still down and the booth was almost in total darkness. The stage was lit up and the flash of 'showbiz' of the stage area made his pulse quicken - God he loved this business.

He was about to duck out back to the bar, when he saw a teracota skinned beauty shuffle her way onto the stage thoughtfully. Her sash said "Miss Hawai'i" - and Chuck was tempted to yell out encouragement (he loved Oahu) but he found himself sitting down in the near darkness, wondering if he'd get a rehearsal 'preview' of her act.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

Maka had been stopped once more by a friend who had all her things ready. She smiled to him and chatted him up a bit before stepping on stage. She didn't want to do too much to give away her act, never know when someone was watching. As three men came on stage with her, rather big in size. She pointed them where they were to go.

"Okay, Janu after I do my introduction, I'll toss them in the air. You and Marko have to be right here where the tape is... that way you can catch them. Be careful we don't want you getting burned during my act." she joked. The boys laughed with her and smiled.

Going back off stage she grabbed to batons and then called them off stage. A radio was nearby that played a recording. She moved back on stage doing a classic hula as she allowed the batons to twirl. When she got center stage she tossed them as spoken and the two men had come in behind her to catch it. "Ah yeah that's it..."

"Maka what about the chocolate..."

"Just keep it liquified, I haven't met a man that doesn't like a chocolate covered Hawaiian." she giggled and shook her head. "Seriously, just remember where you're suppose to be. "Stay on cue with the music." The guys nodded slapping Maka on the ass as they rushed off stage. "Hey!" she went chasing after them skidding and falling to the floor..."Ah!"

 

[flithymind]

Chuck watch, mesmirised by this hot Hawaiin. Damn, if the rest were this hot, this was going to be a tough call! What a hard life he had... and what a hard something else too!

She came onto the stage with three muscle-bound knuckleheads, who, unsurprisingly did exactly as she told them - he figured she had that effect on a lot of guys.

She barked out a load of instructions and then ducked off stage again. Chuck almost groaned in disappointment, before music came on from somewhere as she gyrated back onto the stage in a hypnotising Hula.

Oh sweet mother of God she could move those hips - and those tits... Chuck's mouth fell open.

And then it finished as soon as it began and the bozo's jogged off stage all slapping her sweet, curvy ass playfully. She made to run after them but slipped. The chivalry in him made him vault over his desk and onto the stage.

"You alright?" he asked, offering his hand to help her up.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

Maka hated that, she had always been a clumpsy child and here she was years later still falling all over herself. Chuckling she looked up to find another gentleman at her side. "Oh, yes quite alright. I think I bruised my ego more." she said and got to her feet with his help.

"Nice to meet you, Maka Koa, Miss Hawaii." she introduced herself and blushed suddenly realizing if he's seen her fall he must have seen part of her act. It wasn't like her to feel self conscious about herself but sometimes she tended to get that way. "I suppose you got a first eye look at what's to come...mister?"

 

[flithymind]

"Oh, yes quite alright. I think I bruised my ego more." she said chuckling with a laugh that sounded like wonderful, falling rain.

"Nice to meet you, Maka Koa, Miss Hawaii." she said, instantly regaining her poise with amazing speed but then blushingly slightly, "I suppose you got a first eye look at what's to come...mister?"

"Ferris, Chuck Ferris." he replied, taking her hand warmly and holding it just a fraction too long after he shook it.

"I uh... I just came in." he lied, "I saw those guys all run off stage and then saw you fall - I couldn't help but aide a lady in distress." he smarmed. "Did I miss your rehearsal?" he said, with a mock pout. "Maybe you could uh, give me a little taster now?" and he grinned his best winning smile, his eyes glinting.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

Maka chuckled tsking, "If you didn't see it before you'll just have to wait until the main event." she teased and smiled upon him. "So, Mr. Ferris, might you be one of the lucky judges of this competiton?" she asked; he seemed like the type and it would do well to know who were most important to the competition and who was irrelevant.

 

[flithymind]

"If you didn't see it before you'll just have to wait until the main event." she teased and smiled. "So, Mr. Ferris, might you be one of the lucky judges of this competiton?" she asked.

"Please, call me Chuck." he said, "Everyone at Studio 7 does." he added, hoping his 'hint' at his astounding fame was subtle enough... I mean, did they even have TV in Hawai'i? They all surfed the whole time, right? "Yes, yes I'm a judge." he smiled "What makes you think I'll get lucky?" he grinned, deliberately misunderstanding her.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

"If you didn't see it before you'll just have to wait until the main event." she teased and smiled. "So, Mr. Ferris, might you be one of the lucky judges of this competiton?" she asked.

"Please, call me Chuck." he said, "Everyone at Studio 7 does." he added, hoping his 'hint' at his astounding fame was subtle enough... I mean, did they even have TV in Hawai'i? They all surfed the whole time, right? "Yes, yes I'm a judge." he smiled "What makes you think I'll get lucky?" he grinned, deliberately misunderstanding her.

She knew about Stuido 7 but didn't bite the bait given to her an in fact didn't seem like she reacted to it at all. "They have television, in Hawaii Mr. Ferris." she said emphasising the fact that she'd rather stay formal as it was a competiton. Call it what you may, some thought she was stuck up for it, she was simply showing respect.

As he seemed to miss the idea of his luck, she shrugged, "Hey if you don't think your lucky who am I to say?" She smiled. "But most judges are usually here to see how lucky the do get..." she shrugged finding that to be the truth. "Though I'm not saying some of the girls here aren't looking to help with their luck."

 

[flithymind]

"They have television, in Hawaii Mr. Ferris." she said ignoring his polite offer to call him Chuck - fine, be 'professional' he thought - stung, but respecting her at the same time.

"Hey if you don't think your lucky who am I to say?" she smiled. "But most judges are usually here to see how lucky the do get..." she shrugged "Though I'm not saying some of the girls here aren't looking to help with their luck."

He smiled, "And you prefer to rely on your talents, right?" he grinned, looking her up and down again. "Don't get me wrong, I've found myself to be pretty lucky in time - but I believe you make your own luck in life... and if I can help people make more luck for themselves, I'll do what I can to help." he grinned.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

"No, I rely on my smarts before I do my talents... talent is simply an aid to what you arleady own mentally. And I'll have to keep you in mind should I need some help in with my luck." She said kindly. "Oh! Its almost time for the show. If you'll excuse me I have to go get fitted for my costume." As she walked away she did a mini hula dance and turned winking over her shoulder. "Nice meeting you..." she called and disappeared back stage.

 

[flithymind]

"No, I rely on my smarts before I do my talents... talent is simply an aid to what you arleady own mentally. And I'll have to keep you in mind should I need some help in with my luck." she said.

He smiled, she clearly wanted him - poor girl, she was only female after all.

"Oh! Its almost time for the show. If you'll excuse me I have to go get fitted for my costume." And as she walked away she did a mini hula dance and turned winking over her shoulder. "Nice meeting you..." she called and disappeared back stage.

Ngggh... Chuck felt his balls tighten. Smart as well as incredibly hot, and probably filthy as hell... damn he was in the right place.

He ducked out to the bar again, for one more drink to calm his over-working imagination - anxious for the show to begin.

 

[jone_z_jones]

Brad continued to stroll nonchalantly through the corridors of the building, stopping to have a chat with some familiar faces. At the same time, he could not get his mind off of that stunningly beautiful girl that he had just met, Maka. "Ah yes, the Goddess Maka," Brad proclaimed silently to himself.

He briefly shook his head. "God!" he exclaimed. "You're an old man, she's a young gal, why would she fall for a guy like you Brad." He was 43 years old; some might argue that he was still considerably young. Recalling the Maka's profile, he was considerably older than her. Yet, her personality and beauty mesmerized him. He enjoyed his conversation with Maka. She was true to her morals and virtues, and this was evident in her disciplined speech. From their conversation, Brad had concluded that she was not married. Perhaps she had a boyfriend, Brad thought. It would only make sense. Brad was very good at predicting certainties of a person. For Maka, he had trouble doing so, and her mysteriousness had him seeking for more.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the alarming sound of his pager. The judges had been issued pagers for the event; the pagers were used to contact judges and notify them of certain events that they would have to attend. Looking at the time, he realized that it was time for the "first event" of the final competition.

Prior to the intermission, the top ten contestants were placed into a raffle. The overseer of the event would draw out a name. The selected individual would then be placed into a relative time slot; the first name to be chosen would be the first to perform, and so on. In the end, the ten contestants were slotted evenly throughout a period of five days. Furthermore, each contestant would be judged without the contrast of her competing contestants, emphasizing the need to give a performance that would "knock the judges off their feet". Therefore, each contestant would have her "own" event.

Brad retrieved the generic agenda for each individual's event. He looked over it while he made his way to the stage-side table where the judges would sit. The event itself comprised of "sub-events". First, there would be the "main" event, where the contestant would perform in front of all three judges. Her performance would be ensued by a "personal" interview with each judge, beginning with Judge #1. After the interview with Judge #3, the event would conclude.

He entered the assembly room, and made his way toward the table. He sat delightfully on the comfortable leather chair courtesy of the event's sponsors. Brad quickly looked over the scoring card, not realizing that Maka was the first contestant to perform.
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OOC: Sorry, I've been busy with a lot of school work. Hence, I've been unable to provide posts to this thread. I'll try my best

 

[Kuuroinochou]

The event was close at hand. Maka had gotten the go ahead from the officials that she was up in the first event. She sighed to herself having wanted to go last or at least in the middle but going first wasn't so bad. If she did something completely unexpected by the judges they'd be so enamoured by her performance that all the other competition would fall all over themselves to adjust and try to step up the pace. They'd only make matters worse as they fumble about. She smirked at this...

Her boyfriend found her back stage putting on make-up, subtle though it was, make up always worked for the illusionary factor. "Hey, babe, you ready to put on a show?" he asked kissing her shoulder.

Maka was unphased by this."Yep. We'll blow them out of the water. Just make sure the boys keep in step. And watch where you step too.." she said batting at him. "Go find the boys, the event will be soon. I need a moment to myself."

"Sure babe, we'll be waiting side stage." He kissed her on the cheek and hurried to do as told. The event was close at hand.

 

[Wolk]

Huss was not running late just yet, but he was barely making it. He had planned to fly in just before the show, but the weather did not cooperate and the jet had to touchdown in a nearby city. The trip in a hired cab, although very much comfortable, ate up a lot of time.

He barely had time to throw a few words with the other judges and the producers of the show, go through makeup, and then it was time to take his chair. He ran his eyes over the sheet of paper outlining the events that were to take place. All was as discussed before, and if something wasn't, his role was not at all scripted. Any kind of improvisation would do. In fact, he could barely say a few words during the entire contest, and the network would still get more than enough attenton on behalf of him being there to cover the hefty fees their contract with him included.

So, Huss did what he always did best - sat back, relaxed, and prepared to watch gorgeous girls. A charming playboy smile crept up his lips with no conscious effort on his part. Then, it was time for the first contestant to come out - Miss Hawaii.

 

[Kuuroinochou]

As the auditorum filled up men and women rushed to their seats to prepare for the main event. The first act was to take place, and Maka was pretty nervous as was she confident. She had her jitters but they were pushed to the way sigh for now as she knew she had a show to perform. Soon as announcements were made she was given her cue, as instructed the lights in the building went dim until they were completely off. 'The World is not Enough by Garbage' began to poor into the auditorium as Maka came on stage, wearing a tradinal grass skirt and coconut bra decorated with beads and flowers native to the Hawaiian dance of Hulla.

In each hand she held fire lite batons which were twirled expertly about her person, illuminating her radiant sunkissed skin in firelight. It gave the illusion of being there and yet not, portion by portion of her skin was shown, various curves came into view as others disappeared only to be shown once more as former curves slipped from view. With every twirl of the baton, Maka's hips gyrated to the beat of the music presented for her performance. She turned away from the audience slowly then turned back in front of them. With a wicked smile smile she tossed both batons into the air and quickly reach for her grass skirt and bra tossing them aside. With a swift motion she took off in a soft run flipping once twice two times and landing into a split as the two batons behind her were caught one by each man.

Slipping out of her split she stood fully the firelight from the batons silhoutte her sunkissed skin in pitch black. She continued to gyrate and twirl, dancing to her hearts content as another man came to her side, holding a bowl. She smiled and took the bowl in hand. As the bowl was held above her head lights back stage turned on, orange in color and emulated a fire light as they helped to illuminate the act. She began to tip the bowl pooring onto her smooth skin the liquified sweetness of chocolate as he poored down the valley of her breast, snaked down her belly to pool into her navel and continue further between her thights.

Standing idle, the man who'd presented the bowl stood before her, holding her leg on his knee as he knelt down. She poured more chocolate down her leg where it cascaded down her smooth legs to be slurpped up by the gentleman when it reached her feet. He lapped at the chocolate starting at her feet and working his way up her leg to her tighs where he lingered and began to lap at the chocolate along her slip. It was evident and clear on her face what he was doing, as her leg was lifted up and over his shoulder while he knelt before her. She arched her back in pleasure, fisting her well manicured fingers into his hair to balance herself. The two men disappeared for a breif moment to return with a plate of glass wheeling it in front of the two performing lovers.

As soon as the glass was in place, the man stood to his feet, slipping behind Maka and pushing her against the glass. Chocolate dripped from her tits which were currently mashed in a yummy display against the plate glass. Behind her she was being licked clean of the chocolate substance from her lover as he played with her clit and slide his hard cock against her smooth ass. Situating himself he entered her chocolate covered pussy, starting a slow pace before picking up. With every thrust her breats would mash painfully against the glass, her wetness dripping from her center, it also could be seen on the glass mixing with the chocolate.

As the tempo of the music picked up so did her lover as he turned her on her back. Lifting her from the ground he re-entered her, this time her buttocks mashed against the glass. Each thrust into her caused a moan or sigh to escape her, even with the music blairing her voice was like honey as it poured into the auditorium. It was evident that a climax was soon approaching. While she could have done plenty more, this was an act to show samples of things to come, to entice and generally nothing more. Her thoughts were on the fact that if anyone found potential in her, grew curious of what more she could offer they would be banging down her doors shortly after this event. As these thoughts flowed through her mind, she held tightly as her lover pushed into her final time sending them both over the edge, he shot his load deep within her for a time before setting her to the ground where she fell to her knees, he popped out of her easily enough and shot the rest of his jizz over her face and full breast. Some of his juices splattered over the glass as well. As the song came to an end Maka turned to the audience with a swift bow before heading off stange covered in cum and chocolate sauce.

ooc: I'm spent no more posting from me until someone else jumps in here. *nods*

 

[Wolk]

Huss settled in comfortably as the lights dimmed and the first performance of the contest began. His first impression was favourable - the girl looked very attractive, and the regional costume fit her perfectly. Coconut shells were a bit too small for her breasts, he found, and although that made for a great sight while they were on, it would also leave a small trace immediately after she took them off. But that was a tradeoff that could easily go either way in his mind.

The dance began, then quickly turned into a hot act, managing to arouse everyone witnessing it. A bit too quickly, he thought. With her impressive flexibility, Miss Hawaii could have teased the public more, and could have finished in a more exotic position. For her to simply take it from behind and then while held up was a bit of a waste. Which, of course, only said that she could be even better if supplied with professional assistance. Even so, she pulled so many tricks, and the performance fit so well together, that it was easy to tell she will end up one of the best. The bar was raised quite high on the rest of the girls, and he couldn't wait to see how they would rise to the challenge.

Having given Miss Hawaii a round of applause and an appreciating smile, Huss looked into the schedule to see what was on the agenda next.

 

[macmillian]

IC: Miss Porn America

The house lights were dimmed and I was in the judges booth, third chair. Miss Hawaii was anounced and she made an island entrance. That was the last referece to her state. It was a very unusual act employing many different parts that she put together well. This was one act we would have to discuss becase it did have so many segments.

 

[flithymind]

Having seen a sneak preview of Maka's performance, Chuck almost sprinted through his intro to the show, eager to see the 'real deal'.

After accepting the generous applause of the crowd as he appeared on stage, he'd built the audience into a frenzy of expectation... mostly with hints at what was to come. He didn't really have a clue, but he had a good idea. His intro was more 'suggestion' than "You ready to see pussy!?" in approach - he always found that the individual imagination was so much better than a stock-line... everyone could imagine what THEY wanted then.

He skipped a few of his cue cards, eager to see Maka's act in full flow and after the rumbling: "Ladies and gentlemen... Miss Hawai'i!", he skipped off, stage right to wait for the first act - entering stage left.

She didn't disappoint.

Chuck was kinda jealous he couldn't see the glass as Maka was slammed against it, getting a good fucking - but from the side, he could see that guy's cock slotting in and out of her - and she was really taking a pounding... and loving it! The way her full tits shuddered against the glass, oozing chocolate was unbelievably erotic. He glanced over at the judges. Two sat slack jawed... one, older guy looked less impressed - icy cool.

As the act wound down, he reached into his shorts, adjusting himself, lying his thick, throbbing woody against his stomach to hide it, using the waistband of his shorts to hold it still - as he introduced act 2.

 

[macmillian]

IC: Miss Porn America

While we sat there waiting for the the act, I spoke with the other judges of the merit of Miss Hawaii's presentation. We seemed all to be of the same feeling that she had done a very good job.

Huss, Bradley and I conversed while we waited for the second act. Several young women from the various booths stopped by to see if we needed anything, but for the moment none of us accepted any of their offers.