Sex Swing Rock Paper Scissors

The digital board says "Sex Swing Rock Paper Scissors” which makes no sense to Lacey: sex swings and rock paper scissors don’t go together as far as she knows. Scowling at Manli, she resigns herself to another crazy challenge on this show where some well-hung stranger will fuck her if she loses. She looks to that fat slob of a staff member and to his cock as the memory of how close she came to getting fucked sends a shiver up her spine.

Danny D towers over the two girls. Lacey and Manli stand eye to eye, each as equally short as the other at about 5’3. Into his mic Danny D says, "Looks like our two winners are ready for their showdown! Let’s take this to the sex swings!" With an arm around each of them, Danny D guides the two girls over to another area of the studio floor. Danny D ‘accidently’ tugs up on the backs of their robes as they walk, the overhead monitors displaying closeups of toned butts and swaying hips as they head to where two sex swings hang from the rafters above padded mats.

Danny D goes over to the swings as the cameras again focus on him. Gesturing to the swings, he says, “Sex Swing Rock Paper Scissors works exactly like it sounds. The girls play rock paper scissors naked in sex swings suspended above the two staff members flat on their backs on the mats. Whenever a girl loses, we lower her swing some. Rock paper scissors continues until someone gets lowered onto a hard cock!” Danny D turns back to the girls. “Off with the robes, ladies!”

Lacey strips first after hesitating a moment despite how naked she was earlier as some fat slob groped and spanked her ass. The cameramen focus their cameras on her curvy figure, her tits small but perky and her butt rounded below wide hips. She twirls one of her ginger braids and says, “So much for modesty.”

Danny D goes to kneel by her and turns her to face away from the cameras, reaching up to give her plump rear a good shake. “We don’t know the meaning of that word here!”

Lacey looks away from Danny D to watch Manli strip down too. The girl’s black hair offers a stark contrast to her light complexion, but Lacey finds herself getting jealous of Manli’s round tits. Manli’s girls look to be a good cup size bigger than her own 36Bs. Manli also has a slimmer waist than Lacey, but as the redhead glances lower still, she takes pride in having the bigger butt even as Danny D smacks her on the ass, her ass cheek a shade of red like her hair and blushing face.

Danny D moves away from Lacey to go stand behind the naked Manli, reaching around to cup and wiggle her tits. Over her shoulder, he says, “I think I’ll call this face-off Ass v. Tits. No matter who loses, our viewers will see some fine female flesh bouncing!” Danny D moves over between the sex swings. “How about it, girls? Ready to play rock paper scissors for $200k? I’d promise the loser will be fucked gently, but I’m no liar!”

Lacey goes to sit in a sex swing first. Danny D helps her to adjust the swing so the seat of it goes under the backs of her thighs, and she’s able to hold on to the swing’s supporting straps higher up. The swing then starts to rise toward the rafters until she’s a good six feet or so off the floor, kicking her bare feet. She looks over to see Manli rising into the air on her own swing, sitting like Lacey with the swing’s seat under the backs of her thighs. Manli shifts about, looking as uncomfortable as Lacey feels.

The black-haired girl notices Lacey looking her way and says, “Is this some kinky shit or what? I’d say good luck, but I want you to lose so bad. Maybe I’ll toss you a $100 bill as you’re taking dick.”

Lacey sticks her tongue out at Manli. Whatever response she might’ve given doesn’t make it to her lips as she glances down to the sight of Danny D directing that fat slob of a staff member to lie on the mat below her, his steely cock jutting up. Lacey squirms about and shouts down, “Fuck no! Not him, not him! Anyone but him!”

Danny D looks up from where he’d been helping the man to position himself. A familiar, cheesy grin spreads across his handsome face. Into his mic he says, “Anyone but him, you say? Seems like we’ll need to make a substitution to make the lady happy.” He unzips his trousers and pulls out the biggest, thickest cock Lacey’s ever seen, probably ten inches of pussy pounding cock. The fat slob goes to position himself under Manli instead as Danny D lies down with his Goliath of a cock pointed up toward Lacey’s bared pussy suspended above him. “Will this do for you instead, Lacey?”

Manli whispers to Lacey, “Damn, girl. You fucked yourself by speaking up!”

Split screens on the monitors feature closeups of the girls’ faces with a ‘versus’ graphic between them. On screen, strands of ginger hair stick to the corners of Lacey’s mouth, her full lips set in a firm line, her hair otherwise pulled back in two messy braids. Her freckled cheeks and round eyes give her a cute girl-next-door look. Next to her face's closeup, the one for Manli shows the black-haired girl’s neat ponytail with sharp bangs falling across her fierce stare. High cheekbones and almond shaped eyes grace her with a sensual beauty.

Danny D brings the mic to his mouth, apparently intending to officiate the rock paper scissors from below. He says, “Good luck, ladies! I’ll admit I’m rooting for Manli now for an obvious, rigid reason, but let’s start! Ready? Rock… paper… scissors!”