Chapter 4: The Cum Drinking Competition!

— — — The Party: The Cum Drinking Competition! — — —

“Now that everyone has introduced themselves, I think you’re all just as excited as I am to get started, right?” Giandro said on stage. “Some of you have already busted a fat nut down a few throats already… Looking at you, Dom!”

A young Spanish man grinned at Giandro while holding Ryann’s head down on his crotch, his long mullet hanging off the back of the chair as he enjoyed the pleasure.

A few moments later, a group of women came out pushing large trolleys with large jars full of sperm on them. One look at the jars was all it took to identify the contents within as sperm, as the thick, white tar-like goo sloshed around, and would have spilled over if not for the metal lids keeping the dick-juices confined.

“Now, to properly monitor this competition, each participant will have an official monitoring the amount of sperm they drink.” Giandro was scanning the room with a toothy grin that sparkled under the stage light. “As for the men who have paid to be here, you can do whatever you want. Want to finger a bitch while she’s trying to drink cum? Go ahead. Want to jerk off in her eyes or add more jizz to her mouth, just to fill her up that little bit more? You have as much fun as you want. Want to be the reason a girl fails the competition?” Giandro laughed at the concerned expressions on some womens’ faces, and the mischievous ones forming on almost every man’s.

Minutes later, every participant was kneeling with a man beside them, and several jars of jizz. Some were up on the performance stage, others were on the crowd floor.

“You have ten minutes to drink as much as you can, while dealing with whatever abuse or distractions the men throw at you. The timer will be displayed on the screen behind me. Ready? Set… Go!”

The sound of metal lids being unscrewed from glass jars filled the room momentarily, and then a chorus of ~Gulp, Gulp, Gulp~.Every girl was trying to drink as much as she could, expressions souring at the mix of different flavours of thick, gooey and runny sperm sliding down their throats.

The first elimination was Ryann. The guy whose dick she was sucking before the competition started seemed to have a vendetta against her. Maybe it’s because, when the game host told everyone to get in position, Ryann hurried away from Dominik’s lap and prioritised the competition over his orgasm. So his cock was left throbbing and wet. How dare she have any desires apart from satisfying him?

So, he finished himself off by jacking off into Ryann’s nostrils, making sure to do so as she was finishing up her first jar of jizz. The act caused her to cough and gag and choke, and most of that cum came up in frothy bubbles from her throat. But when she attempted to vomit it out, he shoved his dick into her mouth again and crammed all that cum back down her oesophagus. He fucked her throat, despite having just came, and enjoyed the way her tortured, retching wind pipe struggled and clamped around his meat. She tried to resist him, hoping to get another jar of cum into her belly, but he fought her attempts at every turn, mocking and laughing at her.

If anyone thought what Dominik did was inappropriate or a violation of the rules, no one attempted to stop him. The official that monitored Ryann’s progress only watched the two of them, occasionally entertaining Dom’s small talk with him.

Michelle was next to lose, as by the time she finished her second jar, her stomach was rumbling and bloated. She burped up bubbles of jizz and groaned in discomfort, and had to run off to the bathroom when she felt too sick to continue. Her bubbly ass cheeks and breasts bounced with every desperate step she took towards her intention to clear her stomach of what was likely hundreds of different mens’ sperm combined into one drink.

“Oh we have our first quitter, ladies and gentleman!” Giandro announced, working as a commentator alongside Jonathan, who was laughing his ass off.

A full minute passed before anyone else was eliminated, and there were several empty jars laying scattered on the floor now. More than once, a satisfied “Aaaaahh,” could be heard, when a woman finished her drink, in much the same way one would exhale after downing a can of soda. Other times, loud, gurgled burps sounded across the competitors.

“Oh nooo, Katarina! Come on, cousin! Drink that jizz!” Giandro laughed, realising his relative was struggling to finish her third jar. But then the woman realised how quickly you could feel full after drinking three jars of sperm, and tapped out, shaking her head and struggling not to vomit it all back up.

Emily was hyper focused on Natalie, kneeling beside her rival as she drank down her fifth jar of cum. Pleased with herself, she saw that Natalie was still on her third jar and couldn’t help but pat herself on the back.

“Uuuggh, nnngh… Nnnnf…” She panted, deciding she was far enough ahead of her that she could take a break. “What’s the matter, Natty? Too much for you? Guess you don’t like sucking dick as much as I do, huh?”

Natalie coughed, having to take a break to let the jizz in her belly settle. A thick trickle of nutslime dripped down her chin as she tried to catch her breath and deal with the cum bubbling in her stomach. “Shut up for fuck sake, you’re so annoying!” She snapped at Emily. “You come and kneel right beside me and talk shit constantly, just focus on drinking your cum!” Her cheeks were dark red, not just from struggling, but she had to deal with intense arousal and being in a perpetual state of near-climax thanks to whatever drug Ando gave her. It prevented her from focusing, and she knew if she was at 100%, this annoying bitch next to her would stand no chance!

Every mouthful of jizz Natalie swallowed sent an overwhelming chill of pleasure through her. Whether intentionally or not, Ando had sabotaged her. The sensation of warm jizz from God-knows how many different men running down her throat was making her body shiver. The more she drank, the better she felt. But she couldn’t focus on the competition while feeling that incredible urge to just start finger-fucking herself.

She gave into the temptation halfway through her fourth jar, only realising now that most of the cum had spilled down her chin. That red and yellow bunny-suit was drenched in cum, having thick patches of gooey white markings all over it, especially building up in a pool in the cleavage of her tits. She began fingering herself, losing her mind to the pleasure immediately.

Emily saw this and began laughing, and then finished her seventh jar of cum. She felt on top of the world, nothing could stop her right now! There was a minute left, and a quick glance around showed that most of the other competitors had already given up. And no one had as many empty jars as hers counted up!

Then she spots them! Two other competitors that are still going, one who has matched her, and one who has surpassed her!

The one with short black hair and a white bunny-suit, Jessica. She had just finished her seventh jar as well, and was unscrewing her next one. She burped loudly, then groaned in discomfort. A few deep breaths, like she was hyperventilating, but was really just psyching herself up to keep going.

“YOU CAN DO THIS!” She screamed at herself, gritting her teeth as she rubbed her cum-swollen belly, hoping to ease the discomfort.

Just as she prepared to drink more, a tall stocky man took a fistfull of her hair and began jerking himself off, cock tip aimed towards her face.

“Y-yessss, please let me drink your cummm, sir!” Jessica begged, suddenly prioritising the man’s pleasure over her own victory.

“You sure, bitch? I’m about to fuck you up!” The man laughed, moving close enough to her that his balls started rubbing against her cum-drenched cheeks. “Gonna make you drink every drop, whore!”

Only then, Jessica noticed how big the man’s cock actually was, and her mouth gaped in astonishment watching that leathery foreskin slip back and forth over the massively engorged crown.

“Bottoms up, bitch!” He growled and started cumming in her mouth. “Take it! Fucking jizz rag!”

Jessica was ready to drink, three other men had already jerked off in her mouth since the Cum Drinking Competition started. What was one more? With only a minute left, she felt confident she could down at least two more jars in the remaining time if she really tried.

However, something is very wrong here!! She had been swallowing so much but the man’s orgasm kept going. She saw in her peripherals as his jizz left his cock and was shocked by the size of each individual sperm. It was almost horrifying and yet she couldn’t take her eyes off the massive swimmers making their way into her mouth like enormous tadpoles finding a new home.

All of that was only one rope, and it felt like she had already swallowed a load from ten different men! And it kept coming. She tried to pull away but the man’s grip tightened on her, and he shoved his cock between her lips and made her drink those monstrous sperm tadpoles without any hope to spit them out.

The man kept stroking his dick, as his orgasm just kept going. A look of bliss, absolute pleasure in his eyes as he was so glad to have found someone who could maybe, just MAYBE handle his load.

By the time he was satisfied, he looked down to see Jessica’s eyes were rolled almost to the back of her skull. A broken expression on her face as thick globules of those massive tadpole-filled ropes of sperm oozed from her mouth.

Despite how much jizz she had already swallowed, Jessica was ruled by her official as being unable to continue.

Emily saw this and laughed again, anticipating victory. But then, like two enormous, terrifying looming shadows standing over her, she felt like a pair of God-level monsters fighting to the death somewhere close to her. She turned around and her jaw dropped when she saw two women sitting across from one another like Yakuza bosses in a sake drinking contest.

One was Sharnii, a determined look on her face as she drank down her fourteenth jar of jizz. FOURTEENTH?! Emily was unable to move, as if the woman’s spiritual pressure was so strong that it was paralysing her!

But then, Emily saw the woman next to her, and recognised her immediately. The Number One Girl! While Sharnii looked like she was struggling to keep up, the lustful monster opposite of her had an air of terrifying calmness about her, despite being on her FIFTEENTH JAR OF JIZZ! Somehow, Emily didn’t notice Lisa until now, as if her power was so magnificent and incomprehensible, that she simply didn’t have the ability to recognise she was something that could exist alongside a mere mortal like herself.

Lisa finished the jar and then looked at the official, who was staring at her in amazement. “I seem to be out of cum, would you please bring me another batch?”

Sensing she was behind her rival, Sharnii forced herself to quickly finish the rest of her jar. “Bring me more, too!” She demanded of her official as she unscrewed her fifteenth jar and began drinking.

There were thirty seconds left, and by now, most of the men and women in the room were crowding around the two. Many of the men had purposely sabotaged competitors, either by jizzing in their nostrils, distracting them with verbal abuse, and even fingering them while they tried to drink. But there was an unspoken respect for the two warriors going head to head in the centre of the combat stage now. They weren’t fighting with their fists, though, they were proving which of them was the biggest whore!

“You’ve got his LISA! You’re the Number One Girl!!”

“You deserve it, Sharnii! You can do it! You’re the true Number One!”

The crowd continued cheering, as if daring either one of them to stop - at this point, it wasn’t just a competition to determine a victor and a loser, it was a competition to see whose pride was stronger!

“Don’t forget about me!” Emily roared, shoving through the crowd with a cart full of jarred cum in one hand, while finishing off her tenth jar with her free hand. She placed herself next to the other two women, and suddenly this epic battle between rivals had a dark horse in the fight, and it was now a monstrous triple threat to find out who could drink the most cum!

She was invited to this party at a whim by Mister Garceu, but here she was, competing with two of the most powerful forces of whoredom she had ever seen. It was like a whole new world was revealed to her, and Emily thought to herself that she was just a small fish in an even smaller pond compared to these two great white sharks.

Her glittering blue suit had streaks of cum all over it, but that was from men jerking off on her body as she downed jizz from the jars. Not a single drop of cum from those jars was wasted, as she committed herself to victory. A small fish, small pond? Hell no! She’s EMILY! She wanted to show these women who the real monster at this party was!

Sharnii, a deep red bunny-suit, a colour that matched the inextinguishable fire in her heart. Those bright blue eyes showed her fatigue, and she panted after finishing her sixteenth jar. Her gaze was locked onto Lisa’s, barely acknowledging the presence of a third threat.

Lisa, her pitch black bunny-suit represented the abyss-like depths of her ability to guzzle down jizz. It’s like all that cum she drank disappeared into another dimension, as if she called upon the Deadly Sin of Gluttony to assist her.

But when she finished her seventeenth jar of cum, she finally showed some vulnerability. Her expression was strained and she grit her teeth. By sheer force of will, she shoved any thoughts of self doubt and weakness deep down and opened her eighteenth jar.

The automated voice called out, announcing that time was up and ten minutes had passed.

All three women placed their jars down, relief coursing through each of them from knowing it was over.

Lisa seemed unfazed, as if she either knew she had won, or she simply didn’t care. Sharnii had hopeful determination all over her face, waiting to be called. She had just managed to open her seventeenth jar as the competition ended. Yes, Lisa was about to start her eighteen jar of jizz, but Sharnii had also drunk a lot of sperm straight from the source from multiple men that tried to sabotage her attempt at victory. Surely, with the amount she drank, that had to add up to something!

Giandro was on stage now, a look of astonishment on his face. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen such an intense display of cum drinking, ladies and gentlemen. A round of applause, please!” The audience clapped, but due to exhaustion from most women, it wasn’t very energetic.

“I will now go through the list of women, calling your name in order of your placement - starting from who placed last, to who placed first…”

Tension filled the air.

“Ryann…

“Michelle…

Kim…

Sheree…

Samii…

Kate…

Natalie…

Katarina…

Mariah…

Jessica…”

The top three, the true victors, were about to be announced. The first name shocked everybody.

“Lisa…”

As if everyone had just witnessed the assassination of a president, the room was filled with reactions of shock and disbelief. No one imagined a world in which Lisa could possibly lose. It was unthinkable!

Sharnii’s face was filled with spite and hope. Lisa allowed shock to show in her expression for a moment, but then smiled with humility, accepting the defeat.

“Sharnii…”

Again, a name no one would have expected to be called next, certainly not before first place if behind Lisa.

“Emily.”

Emily’s eyes were wide, her jaw slack. Her face was pale, as if she had just seen a ghost.

Everyone was looking at her now, as if only now noticing her. It was as if the lights shining from Lisa and Sharnii were too bright, and no one could see Emily before. But now, the light she emitted was so brilliant and scintillating that it erased all darkness in the room. Those red eyes of hers were positively beaming with energy as she allowed herself the thrill of victory.

So many surprises, but the biggest shock of all was that Lisa not only lost to Sharnii, but that they both lost to someone no one had ever seen before!

Sharnii was glad to have at least beaten Lisa, but like her rival, she too felt humbled. Beaten by what regulars at the Gentlemen’s Club would consider a rookie.

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— — — The Party: Preparing for the Next Challenge — — —

Several minutes later, the room was filled with conversation. Men were either patting one another on the backs, or consoling the women who lost in one way or another. The more sadistic among them, people like Jonathan and Dominik, enjoyed tormenting the losers and convincing them to just suck more dick to feel better.

Friendships among women had formed, and those who may not have ever met otherwise were forming strong bonds. Samii, Sheree, Kate and Kim discussed what they’d do with the prize money if they still managed to win.

Jessica was flirting with a man named Carmine, the one who almost drowned her in hyper sperm. Despite having passed out, and that she lost the competition because of him, she found herself eager to swallow more of that ungodly thick cum.

Natalie was giving Ando an earful for giving her that aphrodisiac earlier. “When is it going to wear off? I still can’t even think straight, how am I supposed to win this?!”

The old man just laughed and disrespected her by suddenly smacking her ass. The drug she took earlier has made her body so sensitive, that even a simple slap caused her entire body to shiver with excitement.

Emily was surrounded by premium members, officials and a few women who lost the contest early on. They were asking her how she managed to close such a huge gap with so little time left.

“I just didn’t want to lose,” she told them, shrugging. “I swallow cum every day at my job and felt like that should be more than enough reason for me to compete here.”

Sharnii and Lisa were speaking in private, in the corner of the stage. They were sitting down with their backs against the wall.

“I can’t believe we both lost to her… who even is she?” Sharnii asked.

“Her name is Emily,” Lisa said.

“I mean, yeah, I know that, but like, she came out of nowhere and took my victory!”

Lisa laughed. “Exactly, she beat us. So make sure you remember her name. I won’t lose to her or you again.”

Lisa normally wasn’t so competitive and hearing something like that from the current Number One Girl came as a shock to Sharnii. But she smiled, glad to hear some spirit from the woman. Until now, it felt like their rivalry was very one-sided.

“What, come to gloat?” Natalie asked, glaring at Emily, who placates her with a friendly smile.

“Actually…” Emily began, “I think I’ve been unfair to you.”

Natalie raised an eyebrow, wondering where the woman was going with this.

“I was jealous because all those men I work so hard to please every day treated you with the same shallow love they give me after you sucked them off only once.” She exhaled, as if that was something she never expected to share. “I thought I had something to prove.” She looked at the crowd full of men and women, mingling with one another. “But now I know, no matter how much I please them, they’ll take a shine to the next girl that makes them happy.”

“Well… Yeah,” Natalie said, measuring her words. “In our line of work, looking for love while doing what we do is only gonna get you hurt. Sure, someone might get feelings for you, but it’s not like they actually know you, right? You just make them feel good, and that’s what they want you to keep doing.”

Emily smiled, not expecting to have made a friend at the party, certainly not someone she thought she hated until now. “Well, just so you know, I’m still gonna beat you, and everyone else here.”

Natalie glowered, but calmed herself down. “Gotta admit, I don’t think anyone was expecting you to win. You kind of just stormed your way into the scene and slammed your fist through everyone.” She laughed at her own choice of words, making the whole scene sound much more epic than it was.

Emily nodded and Natalie could imagine the woman’s head swelling big enough for her to float away.

“Don’t get too cocky! I may have lost the Cum Drinking Contest, but there’s still the Story Time Contest and the Cum Gargling Contest. And I know I’m damn good at gargling jizz, and I’ve got a hell of a story to tell!”

Emily guffawed, “Hah! Yeah, well me too. I’m gonna win every competition tonight, just you wait!”

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Giandro’s voice boomed, bouncing off the walls as he spoke into the microphone on stage. “It’s time for the next competition!”

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