AIDS Awareness Event

Lisa stood on the small wooden stage with her thighs pressed slightly together, her hands folded in front of her stomach, and smiled shyly at the crowd. Her cheeks were already slightly flushed. The red bikini fit tightly, but she still nervously tugged at the hem of her bottoms as if she felt uncomfortable. It was all just an act. The red bikini stretched tightly over her full, heavy tits and her smooth-shaven pussy, but she knew exactly what the over 400 guys with the special red glasses were seeing right then: a completely naked, horny slut whose thick, pink nipples were already standing stiffly erect and whose shiny, slightly swollen labia rubbed together with a soft smacking sound with every step.

There were nearly 800 participants there.

She had texted Mia, Silke, and Susi again last night, sweetly and a little shyly:

“Hey girls… that ice water thing the other day was totally embarrassing for me… you kind of owe me one Come help me out tomorrow at the AIDS Awareness event. It’s for a good cause, and the four of us together would be way more convincing… Please? You’ll get a red bikini, too. I’d really appreciate it.”

“Hello everyone… thank you so much for coming. Today is about… safe sex and the fact that you can have a lot of fun even without… well… without actual intercourse.” She smiled shyly and briefly lowered her gaze. “We want to show you that you can get really creative with your hands, mouth, breasts… and toys—but of course, always with a condom. Safety first.”

Inside, however, she thought coldly and lustfully:

Just look at yourselves, you horny wankers… 400 red glasses staring right at my naked, wet pussy and my rock-hard nipples. And those OF pigs at home are paying record fees for the livestream again. In a moment, I’m going to show you all how a good, shy Lisa makes a thick dildo cum… and then rake in even more money.

She continued quietly and politely:

“Mia, Silke, and Susi were so sweet and are joining us today. We’re going to introduce you to various toys and birth control methods… and then Jan and I have prepared a little, fun contest. It’s about… um… how to use a condom properly and… stay creative.” She bit her lower lip and blushed even more. “For a good cause, of course.”

Jan took the microphone again and grinned widely, while Lisa stepped back in relief and folded her hands in front of her lap.

“Exactly, guys! Four hot… uh, four awesome girls are competing against each other. Each gets a realistic dildo filled with artificial semen. Task: Put the condom on correctly, work the dildo as long and as creatively as possible until it ejaculates. Afterward, remove the condom cleanly, tie a knot in it, and dispose of it properly—either in the trash can here or in the small restroom back there. We’ll tell you what’s correct at the end. The winner gets a luxurious spa experience for two. The losers… get a small, as-yet-undetermined punishment.”

The crowd cheered.

Lisa stood nearby, nervously twirling a strand of hair and smiling shyly at the cameras. She whispered very quietly, almost inaudibly except to Jan, while pretending to adjust her bikini bottoms: “Mia and I have a plan. Have you got everything ready?”

After the four girls had presented the various toys one after another—thick, realistic dildos, vibrating plugs, bottles of lube, and even small anal beads—Mia stepped forward. She grinned at the other three, held up a tiny, shiny silver vibrating egg between her thumb and index finger, and said loudly enough for the front rows to hear:

“Hey girls… it would be a real shame if we just played the goody-two-shoes sex ed teachers here and didn’t have any fun ourselves, wouldn’t it? How about all four of us wear a little vibrator egg? No one in the audience knows anything about it. These things are super quiet, but really powerful… and the losers keep theirs in until the bitter end. What do you think?”

Lisa froze instantly. Her cheeks turned bright red. She pressed her thighs together as if she were already ashamed, and shook her head violently. Her voice was soft, almost squeaky, and she clutched the microphone tightly with both hands:

“W-what?! No… Mia, I… I can’t do that… I hardly have any experience with stuff like that… I mean… I’m not really that… that…” She bit her lower lip, looked down at the floor in embarrassment, and her full, heavy breasts rose and fell rapidly beneath the tight red bikini. “That would be way too embarrassing for me… in front of all those people… please don’t…”

Susi and Silke exchanged a quick, knowing glance. They immediately sensed their chance.

“Only if we do this as teams!” Susi called out loudly, grinning cheekily. “Mia and Lisa against Silke and me. Two against two. Then it’s fairer… and more exciting.” Silke nodded eagerly. “Exactly! Team against team. Whoever loses has to carry the egg until the end—and the winners get to decide how hard we turn it up for the losers.”

Mia turned to Lisa, gently placed a hand on her arm, and whispered in her ear—but just loud enough for the microphone to pick it up: “Come on, Lisa… you were the one who begged us so sweetly to join in. It’s just a little extra for a good cause… and it definitely won’t be that bad. I’ll look out for you, I promise. Please? For me?”

Lisa looked at Mia with big, innocent doe eyes. She nervously chewed on her lower lip, her hands trembling slightly on the microphone. You could tell how much she was struggling with herself. Finally, she lowered her gaze, blushed even more, and nodded very slowly, almost reluctantly.

“O-okay…,” she whispered into the microphone, her voice trembling with feigned embarrassment. “If you all think so… then… then I’ll go along with it. But only because it’s for a good cause… and because you’re all so nice…”

Inside, however, she grinned widely and lewdly:

Jackpot, you stupid sluts. Now you’re all sticking a vibrating egg in your pussies and think you’ve talked me into it. But I’m going to stand right here on stage in front of hundreds of people with a buzzing egg in my dripping, wet pussy and pretend I’m dying of shame. The cash register’s ringing again. The OF subscribers are going to cum right away when they see my labia clenching around the egg. And I’ll sell you right along with it.

Mia clapped her hands enthusiastically. “Awesome! Then let’s go, girls—we’ll change quickly behind the curtain and stick the eggs in. No one in the audience will find out… unless, of course, the guys in the front row spread the word. Of course they will.

Lisa smiled shyly and waved bashfully into the crowd as she followed the others. Her thighs were already rubbing lightly together, as if she could hardly wait for the first vibration to race through her wet, smooth-shaven pussy.

The four girls came back on stage. Lisa was the last to walk out, her hands folded in front of her lap, her thighs pressed together slightly. She smiled shyly at the crowd and waved awkwardly, as if she were still unsure whether she should really be doing this.

Jan had set up four narrow, towering bicycle saddles—right in front of a long, white table. No cloth, no screen, nothing. Everyone in the audience could easily look under the table. The saddles were extra narrow, almost like a knife, with a hard, slightly curved edge at the top.

Lisa stopped abruptly when she saw the saddles. Her eyes widened.

“Um… Jan? Those… those aren’t normal chairs…,” she whispered softly and sheepishly into the microphone, her cheeks turning bright red.

Inside, she hissed with a mix of anger and lust:

Just you wait, you horny bastard… you didn’t tell me anything about these perverted saddles. They’re going to press right into my wet slit. You want everyone to see my pussy rubbing against the saddle? Fine… then you’ll be paying extra tonight.

Jan just grinned widely and gallantly held out his hand to her. “Just sit down, girls.

Mia, Silke, and Susi gasped as they sat down. Lisa hesitated for a moment, bit her lower lip, and then let herself sink very slowly onto the narrow saddle.

The moment her weight pressed down on the saddle, a sharp, arousing shiver ran through her body. The hard, narrow plastic pressed directly between her smoothly shaved labia, pushing her thick outer lips apart and rubbing hard against her already swollen clit. The small silver vibrator egg in her pussy hummed softly and deeply on level 3—a constant, deep hum that made her inner walls twitch.

“Oh… oh God…,” Lisa whispered softly and shyly, holding onto the table with both hands. Her thighs trembled slightly. “That… that’s pretty… tight…”

Everything was mercilessly visible under the table. To the spectators wearing red glasses and to the OnlyFans subscribers at home, it looked as though a completely naked Lisa was sitting on a narrow saddle —her thick, glistening labia spread wide, the inner lips pink and wet against the saddle, her clit hard and swollen, as she slowly and shyly moved her hips back and forth. The vibrator egg was clearly visible, stuck in her dripping pussy and making the smooth walls tremble. Thick, shiny strands of her pussy juice were already running down the insides of her thighs and dripping onto the saddle.

Thanks to Jan’s special filter and the viewers’ red glasses, these bikinis were completely invisible. To the over 400 glasses-wearers in the audience and the OnlyFans viewers at home, four completely naked, horny women were sitting on stage.

Four smooth-shaven, wet pussies rubbing against the narrow saddles. Four pairs of heavy, bouncing tits with rock-hard nipples. Four tightly pressed, dripping labia rubbing smacking against the hard edges of the saddles.

Mia knew what was going on. She grinned secretly and rubbed her naked, glistening pussy extra slowly and sensually against the saddle, letting her thick labia swell over the edge on both sides and moaning softly while the vibrating egg hummed deep inside her wet cave.

Susi and Silke, on the other hand, had no idea. They thought they were still “properly” covered in their red bikinis. They giggled nervously, but were already rubbing themselves against the narrow saddles much more lustfully, because the egg’s vibrations and the hard pressure on their clits were instantly making them really horny.

Inside, Lisa was seething with horny schadenfreude: You stupid sluts, Susi and Silke… you have no idea that your naked, dripping pussies are currently rubbing against the saddle in front of hundreds of people and everyone can see your swollen labia in 4K. And you think you’re still being good in your bikinis. I love this.

Then the thick, realistic dildos were placed on the table—thick, veiny fake cocks, bulging with warm, white fake cum. Four condoms were handed out.

“Let’s go!” Jan shouted. “Whoever finishes first and ties the condom cleanly wins! Whoever spills anything will be punished. No one’s getting pregnant or sick today. But there has to be a consequence.

Mia tore the condom open with her teeth, rolled it over the thick, veiny shaft in a single horny motion, and began a brutal, hard handjob. Both fists clenched tightly around the cock, moving up and down fast and hard, while her heavy tits slapped wildly back and forth and her pussy rubbed against the saddle faster and faster. Her pussy juice was already running down her thighs in thick, shiny strands.

Susi immediately pressed the dildo deep between her plump tits, squeezed them tightly together, and began a wild, slurping titjob. She moved her entire upper body up and down, letting her bare, heavy breasts slap hard against the cock while her tongue greedily licked the head. Her ass circled on the saddle, her pussy wide open and glistening.

Silke took the dirtiest approach: she immediately took the thick dildo deep into her mouth, sucking loudly and sloppily, letting her head snap back and forth quickly until long, shiny drool dripped over her tits and onto the table. At the same time, she fucked her own pussy hard against the narrow saddle, the vibrator egg buzzing loudly inside her, and her inner labia visibly pulled apart with every movement.

All three were immediately fully into it—hard, fast, dirty. Their pussies smacked loudly against the narrow saddles, the vibrator eggs hummed, their nipples were rock-hard, and their faces were contorted with lust.

The crowd went wild. The red-eyed spectators stared under the table. Cell phones filmed. And Jan grinned contentedly into his camera.

Lisa, on the other hand, was still sitting there very demurely and slowly. She rolled the condom very carefully and hesitantly over the glans, as if she were an inexperienced innocent. She used only two fingers.

And then it happened.

Silke was right in the middle of her wild blowjob rhythm, her head darting back and forth quickly, when her teeth scraped too hard against the tip of the condom. A tiny tear formed right at the tip.

The next moment, the dildo exploded.

With a loud, wet SPLAT! a thick, warm fountain of fake cum shot out under high pressure directly from the tear—right into the middle of Silke’s startled face. The load was huge. A thick, white gush splashed across her eyes, her nose, and into her wide-open mouth. More thick streams hit her cheeks, ran in long, sticky strands down her chin, and dripped heavily onto her plump, bare tits. The warm, slippery stuff ran over her rock-hard nipples, pooled in the deep cleft between her breasts, and continued dripping down her thighs.

Silke froze, her eyes wide open, her face completely glazed over. She looked like a cheap porn actress after a facial.

“Oh… oh my God…,” she stammered in horror as the cum dripped from her eyelashes.

Before she could even react, it happened to Susi.

Susi had brutally pressed her dildo between her tits and was rubbing it up and down with all her might. The friction was far too intense. The condom couldn’t withstand the pressure—it ripped completely off and flew to the side.

The dildo exploded as well.

A second, equally large load of fake cum shot out and splattered directly onto Susi’s bare, heavy breasts. Thick, white spurts landed on her nipples, face, and hair, ran down the curves of her tits, and dripped in long strands onto her stomach and the narrow saddle. Her entire upper body now glistened, wet and slippery.

Mia had been working hard and professionally the whole time—both fists clenched tightly around the thick, slippery shaft, making fast, brutal jerking motions, while her wet pussy rubbed like crazy against the narrow saddle. Her vibrator egg hummed at full power deep inside her dripping pussy. With a loud, horny moan, she came first.

She pulled off the intact condom in a flash, tied it off neatly and tidily—and, just like Susi, tossed it into the small toilet with a triumphant grin.

Lisa sat there the whole time, well-behaved and shy. Throughout the entire competition, she had used only two delicate fingers, stroking the dildo very slowly and carefully, almost tenderly. Now she calmly pulled off the intact condom, tied it neatly and tidily, and tossed it into the large trash can with a quiet, bashful smile.

Jan stepped up to the microphone, grinned, and announced loudly:

“Wait, wait! Mia was technically the first to finish… but she threw the condom in the toilet. Rule violation! Condoms belong in the trash, not the toilet! Therefore, the winner is… Lisa!”

The crowd went wild. Applause, whistles, cheers.

Lisa looked into the cameras with big, innocent doe eyes, her cheeks deep red, her hands shyly folded in front of her lap, and whispered softly into the microphone: “I… I really just did my best… it was all so embarrassing for me… but for a good cause… I’m very happy…”

Inside, however, she was laughing wickedly and lustfully: You stupid sluts… Susi and Silke are sitting there now with my sponsored cum loads on their faces and tits, while I stand here as the good little winner. The OF cash register is exploding right now. Perfect.

Mia had lost, but Jan graciously announced: “Mia won’t get a penalty—she didn’t spill anything.”

But then Jan turned his gaze to Susi and Silke, who were still sitting on their narrow saddles, glazed over and breathing heavily. Their vibrator eggs were buzzing at full power, their pussies rubbing wetly and smacking against the hard edges, and the fake cum kept dripping from their bodies.