Line-up

All the males line up in a row, facing all the naked females. You are 4th from the left, with an average looking penis to your right, and a very thick but short penis to your left. You look down the line and see dicks of all shapes and sizes. A couple of small ones, one in particular that was very thin. You also notice some rather large dicks. One that must have been 9 inches long, although it was average girth, and another that must have been 7 inches girth and about 5 inches length. You glance over at the girls, peering between their legs, at the variety of bushes on show.

You can't help but imagine them fucking one of the larger dicks.Your dick twitches hard, as your head now glistens brightly with pre-cum. Your dick feels like it's going to explode.

You are suddenly handed a card with the number 4 on it.

Gilles starts to undress, and quickly removes his clothes. It was only when he removed his boxers that you realised who that box on the far left belonged to. Gilles penis was still soft, but was at least 7 inches long, and as thick as an average penis hard. As he walked to the end of the line near you, it dangled and slapped against his inner thighs. All the men and women have not missed this, and why would they? Undressing last was his materplan all along. Now he has full attention he starts to peel back his foreskin, gently massaging his cock into its full size. After about 10 seconds he stood at the end of the line, with a colossal dick reaching out from a fully shaven pubic area.

"NOW GENTLEMEN, JOE WILL MEASURE AGAIN, AND WE WILL FIND OUT WHO EACH OF US PAIRS OFF WITH."

Joe measures both length and girth once more for those in the room, and starts to call out the sizes.

"8.7 length, 7.1 girth, Gilles"

An audile gasp emanates from the girls, and a few of the new-comers cover their pussies in a clearly unconsciously action.

He continues.

"7.9 length, 6 girth, number 9"
"7.5 length, 6.2 girth, number 4"
"7 length, 5.8 girth, number 7"
.....
"3.7 length, 3.5 girth, number 2."

Fuck. I'm third biggest. Your eyes dart around the room to see if a girl gives herself away as being ranked 3rd.

"OKAY JOE, CALL OUT THE RANKING FOR THE GIRLS."

"With Gilles, we have girl number.... 7.... step forward please."

A loud gasp is heard coming from one of the new-comers, as she covers her mouth with her hands. She refuses to move, but the experienced girls push her forward.

Girl number 4 is a petite girl, with wavy, brunette hair down to her breasts. Large, round, plump breasts with small areolas and little erect nipples that point up. She has a full, triangular bush between her legs. You surmise this means she is inexperienced with sex, and is going to struggle with Gilles' enormous dick.

"With guy number 9, we have girl 6..."

"WOOOO!!" comes to shout from one of the experienced girls. She got what she came for; a big dick.

"With guy number 4, we have girl 3..."

Your eyes dart among the girls to see who you have been paired up with. Very slowly, a blonde haired girl steps forward, with a petite body and average breasts that sit firmly on her top half, her erect nipples pointing up. Her back is arched, and her hands fall down by her sides. You glance between her legs to see a beautifully trimmed pussy, with blonde pubes.

Joe continues with the roll call until everyone is theoretically paired up.

"THERE ARE TWO OPTIONS; YOU FUCK ONCE AND FOR A MAX OF 5 MINUTES HERE WITH EVERYONE ELSE, OR YOU GO TO SOMEWHERE PRIVATE AND MUST BE SEX PARTNERS FOR THE NIGHT... YOUR CHOICE, LADIES AND GENTS."

You and your partner awkwardly look each other in the eyes, you are about to say something when you overhear Gilles talking to his partner, and you both briefly turn your attention to the raised voices.

"....you can't be serious... I refuse to be apart of this any longer...."

"You may leave, my dear, but we will spread rumours, rumours that we will back up with doctored evidence... turning said rumours into facts..."

The girl, standing their covering her breasts with one hand and her pussy with the other, looks like she is about to cry.

"You fucking bastards!" she growls, as she furrows her eyebrows.

"So here for 5 minutes, in front of everyone, or in private for the entire night?"

"Yes, my dear."

".....okay..... here....." she says with a tone as defeated and terrified as you have ever heard.