It has to be a dirty trick, so no!

As Lacey looks him up and down, the beefcake of a black man has his hands all over her hips and ass and his long cock draped over the curve of her bubble butt. She inches forward along the beam as she hesitates in answering him as if she needs a moment to consider his offer. But really, she's just trying to create distance. Anything to better her odds at the 100k. Trusting any naked man, much less one actively rubbing her ass with his cock, seems like the worst idea on a seedy game show. She tries to shuffle forward faster as she says over her shoulder to him, "Nope. Not gonna happen."

He lets go of her hips and shrugs with his arms outspread. "Hey, I'm just trying to play nice. I'm happy to be mean too."

She wants to slap his cocky grin. With his grip on her hips gone, she moves further from him, his cock long enough to still be making contact with its tip as she gets several inches away. Looking over her shoulder to him, she shuffles forward faster, bare feet edging along the beam, her plush thighs pressed together. "Look, nice would be you hopping down and going on your merry way. Fuck off with the toe touching bs."

He closes the distance with a couple of strides. With his hips pressed to her ass, the hot length of his cock bumps up against the small of her back. Leaning in, he says against her ear, "If I weren't so nice, I'd be breaking the rules and fucking you up the ass already. I play by the rules, though. I'll be playing by them still when I fuck you bareback."

Lacey pulls away. To try and keep his cock from her ass, she reaches back to cover that tight, little hole as her other hand perpetually keeps her pussy shielded from the lewd closeups of the cameras. For a moment, it looks like he's actually going to be nice as she gets to be about a foot from him for the first time, her pale butt slick from where his cock's rubbed lube onto her rounded cheeks. Then he reaches forward and plucks at the drawstring of her bikini top, baring her perky tits as he yanks backward, her top in his hand, the cameras quick to splash closeups of the topless Lacey all over the overhead monitors.

He twirls her top. "Betcha don't have enough hands to cover your ass, pussy, and tits. Mouth off to me again and I'll do worse than baring some titties."

She flips him off with the hand she has positioned over her ass. "Did I stutter? Fuck off!" She regrets her big mouth the moment the words leave her lips. Antagonizing the naked guy after her ass seems like a great way to lose on Fucked or Fortune, so she's quick to clam up, her lush lips pressed together. Before she can relax her hand to stop flipping him off, he has her wrist wrapped up with the drawstrings of her top. As a reflex she reaches back to try and free herself, kicking herself mentally for her stupidity as that wrist gets caught up too, her wrists bound behind her with her own bikini top.

"I call this move Tie-A-Ho. Never fails to net me a slut to fuck on this show," the cocky bastard says. He pulls the knots tight.

She hears Danny D over the loudspeaker say, "In a first for Cross to the Other Side, we have a slut-" He clears his throat and continues, "Excuse me, a contestant with her wrists bound behind her. Can she keep her balance? Or is she fucked?"

Lacey wobbles on the beam now more than ever, at risk of losing her balance at any moment. Flexing her wrists does nothing toward loosening the top as she looks back to try and see the knots in it. Taking her eyes off the beam proves a mistake as one foot starts to slip. She manages to keep her other foot solidly on the beam as she tries to get back to having both feet firmly on the beam, her balance all but shot already.

The black beefcake she's been mouthing off to takes hold of her flailing leg and lifts it high. She leans forward and twists her body to compensate, to adjust her balance and keep from falling. As she looks back to him, one of her ginger braids falling across her face, she pants to try and catch her breath as she says, "Ugh, thanks. Thought I was a goner!" She has to hop one-legged a little as he pulls her lifted leg closer to him and against his pecs.

The cameras catch the next moments perfectly. In her struggles to maintain her balance, Lacey isn't thinking about how him holding her leg high exposes her wet, little pussy. And she forgets for just a second about the black cock jutting up toward her, its length putting the broad cockhead more than close enough. All he has to do during one of her bigger hops is grip the base of his dick and hold it steady. The cameras put a closeup of the move on the overhead monitors as it happens, and Lacey struggles to comprehend what she's seeing as she watches it happen, as she watches on the monitor when her pussy bumps his cockhead just right to spread her nether lips.

With a guttural growl, the black man lunges up with his hips to seat the first few inches of his cock inside her, her wet folds **** to part by his sudden thrust. Danny D can be heard saying to his mic, "And Lacey proves herself to be just another loser on Fucked or Fortune! No $100,000 for her I'm afraid, but I'm sure she'll have a creampie as a consolation prize!"

Lacey, for her part, has stopped watching the monitors. Her head hangs low as she stares down at her pussy, at the black cock wedged inside her. More than half its length looks to be outside her soaked pussy still, and she whimpers at the thought of the rest of his nine inch length snaking its way deep inside her. With her wrists bound behind her back, she's powerless to stop that cock from taking her, her pussy hot and velvety around the few inches already shoved inside her.

The black man pats her on the ass. "See, if you'd played nice, I'd be in your ass right now. But if I gotta breed you to teach respect, so be it." With a solid thrust, he pushes in deeper and starts to piston back and forth. The lube coating his cock and her own nectar have him sliding in with ease. Each thrust forces in more of his lengthy shaft until he's fully inside her, his balls pressed to her outer lips. "Fuck yes, this is good pussy!"

The blush coloring her freckled face speaks volumes about her embarrassment, an embarrassment not helped any by how wet she is from the fucking, her inner folds squeezing at the cock plunging into her depths. She can't help but watch him fuck her, his dark shaft coated in her cream, his skin such a contrast to hers as he plunders her pale pussy. The deeper he goes, the closer she gets to cumming, her back arching, her toes curling against the balance beam. A sudden thrust rocks her forward and spirals her into a full-blown orgasm. "Fu-fuck!"

Danny D gestures excitedly for the cameramen to move in close. "We're about to get that creampie!"

The overhead monitors all start showing closeups of Lacey's pussy and the black cock pumping deep into it. More savage thrusts follow, her body rocked forward, plump ass cheeks jiggling. The cream from her pussy soaks his shaft. He goes to shove himself deep as he says, "Time to get bred, slut!" He lands a harsh smack to her bubble butt, his cock flexing inside her as cum already trickles down his dark length.

Each spurt has Lacey in the throes of her own dizzying orgasm. His cum coating her inner walls should scare her; she's never been good about taking birth control, but she's too drunk on pleasure to let herself think about anything other than her quivering pussy, her folds soaked in her cum and his. A flood of his cum follows his cock tugging free of her, all nine inches of him glistening in the set lights.

He wipes his cum-slick cockhead off onto her inner thigh and says, "You got some grade A pussy, girl." He sets her leg back down on the beam and turns her so she faces the birdlime coated boards. "Course, I've gotten mine now, so fuck if I care who else has a turn." A hard-hitting slap to her plump butt sends her stumbling forward.

Her knees land in the birdlime first, her legs spread wide. The monitors all go to showing the cum drooling from her pussy. She leans back, her wrists bound behind her still. Her perky tits rise and fall as she pants aloud. A hand on her head of red hair turns her head to one side, a fat cockhead slick with pre bumping against her lips. She opens her mouth in sheer surprise, only to have the tip of that thick cock **** its way onto her tongue as she looks up into the eyes of Danny D.

Into his mic, Danny D says, "We're never happy with just one fuck here on Fucked or Fortune! So, stay tuned and let's see just how fucked Lacey can get!"