Chapter 1
After the last game where we watched Shae spurting while she rode the Sybian machine to orgasm, I was excited to discover what the next contest would be. Madison had alternated the focus of each game between the men and the women, and watching the guys' still-bobbing dicks dripping strings of cum from their flaring heads was getting me even more worked up thinking about it.
"That was crazy-hot," I said. "But from the look of things, I think the boys are eager to see what's in store for them in the next round."
"Funny you should ask," Maddy smiled, reaching behind her to reach into her game kit behind the sofa. "Because I've been looking forward to this next contest ever since I came up with the idea for this party."
She lifted her hand, clutching a cluster of pink plastic rings.
"In this next version of the classic carnival game Ring Toss, the ladies will be aiming at something a little more interesting than Coke bottles. That is, if the boys can stay hard long enough to let the women claim their prize."
"I dunno," Brad's wife Laura said, glancing at her husband's flagging erection. "After that last exhibition, I'm not sure how much more energy the guys have left. Some of them have come three times already."
"I suppose that depends on what the prize is," Brad grinned, grabbing his dripping tool and trying to bring his hard-on back to life.
"Just like with the previous contests," Madison nodded. "Each winner will have a chance to hook up with their partner."
"How do we decide who's the winner?" the sexy redhead, Paige, said.
"Each of the ladies will be given five plastic rings," Madison continued. "While the men line up side-by-side, the women will toss their rings toward their opposing partner. The one who lands the most rings on their partner's penis, wins."
Lincoln furrowed his brow, squinting at the narrow hoops in Madison's hand.
"Are you sure those rings are large enough?" he said. "Because it seems to me that those of us who are, er, a little better endowed, are at a distinct disadvantage in this game."
Madison peered at Linc's thick pole and raised herself up off the sofa with a devilish grin on her face.
"Why don't we test it to make sure?"
She slipped one of the rings over the tip of his hard-on, sliding it slowly up and down his long shaft.
"Seems to fit well enough," she said. "What you may be losing in wider girth should be more than counterbalanced by your longer length. You'll be that much closer to your partner while she aims for your dick."
Shae shuffled her feet impatiently while she watched Madison place a line of masking tape on the floor a few feet in front of the fireplace.
"Which side of the line do you want me to be on this time?" she said. "I seem to qualify on both sides."
"I'll leave that up to you," Madison smiled.
“Frankly, I could use a bit of a rest," Shae said, licking her lips while she appraised the lineup of rising dicks as the men took positions in front of the fireplace. "Besides, I'm kind of hungry for a different kind of treat this time."
"Alright then, ladies," Madison said, watching the men standing cheek-to-cheek with their hard-ons bobbing in front of their stomachs. "Choose a partner and assume your position. Each of you will be given five rings, which you’ll toss directly toward your opposing player. Anyone who steps over the line will be immediately disqualified."
The women scrambled to the front of the line, bumping against one another as they fought to claim their preferred position. Madison grinned when she saw that Laura had chosen to lineup opposite the handsome Latino, Diego, instead of her husband, also noticing that Shae had quickly positioned herself in front of Linc. While the rest of the women smiled at their chosen partners, she handed out the rings to each of the contestants, then she moved to the side of the line to act as referee.
"Is everybody ready?" she said.
"It looks like it didn't take long for the guys to recover their stamina," I chuckled, glancing at Brad's erection tapping against the front of his stomach while he peered back at me.
"What's good for the goose is good for the gander," he grinned, winking at his wife, who was staring at Diego as she licked her lips.
"Alright then," Madison nodded. "Gentlemen, start your engines."
Each of the women leaned forward as far as they could without stepping over the line, then they tossed their rings toward their partners' erections, bouncing off their dicks and onto the floor.
"No fair!" Laura protested, watching the rings bouncing on the floor. "This contest is rigged, just like the one at the county fair. The rings are too small to fit over the targets!"
"It doesn't appear to be a problem for Lincoln and Shae," Maddy smiled, nodding toward the couple at the far end of the line.
Laura turned to peer in their direction and frowned when she saw Shae's first ring resting on Linc's big cock half way down his shaft.
"It's obviously not a size issue," Madison said. "It looks to be more a matter of technique."
"Hmm," Laura said, glowering at Diego while his dick flapped in front of his stomach. "Stop moving while I try to lasso that bobbing prick."
"It's not as easy as it looks," Diego replied. "This thing has a mind of its own."
Everybody laughed, then the women leaned forward again, pausing as they took aim at the men’s fluttering penises. This time a few more rings landed on their targets while the other women groaned watching their rings fall onto the floor.
"You're not leaving me much room to snare your dick," I said, peering at Brad's erection pressed up against his stomach.
"I can't help it," he said. "It's always like this when I'm this turned on."
I glanced to the end of the line where Shae stood grinning while she stared at Linc's purple prick, standing proudly at attention with two pink rings encircling his shaft.
"Well, somebody seems to have found the secret to landing these things. Just do whatever Lincoln's doing. Otherwise, those two are going to be having all the fun once again when this contest is over."
"Okay," Brad said, bending forward a few degrees, trying to present an easier target.
This time, some of the women tilted their heads toward Lincoln and Shae before they threw their next ring, noticing Linc jutting his hips forward and gripping the base of his pole to angle it in Shae's direction.
"They're cheating!" Bonnie said, flaring her eyes at Madison. "He's using his hand to help capture the ring!"
"Nobody said you couldn't use other parts of your anatomy," Maddy grinned. "As long as you don't move your feet, you're welcome to do whatever you can to win the contest. You wouldn't hold still while someone tried to throw a piece of popcorn into your mouth, would you?”
"Now you tell us," I huffed, peering toward Brad.
He grasped his shaft and bent it down a few inches, and this time my ring landed on the tip of his pole, sliding off the slippery crown and bouncing onto the floor.
"Wipe your pre-cum off the tip of your cock," I scolded him. "That extra lubrication isn't helping things."
Laura suddenly leaned over, glancing at her husband's glistening tool.
"Are you getting excited about the prospect of fucking another contestant, sweetheart?" she teased.
"After my last hookup, I'm ready to take my chances with somebody of the opposite sex," Brad smiled.
"So am I," Laura said, grinning at Diego, who nodded excitedly as he peered down at her last ring encircling his pole.
For the next couple of rounds, each of the couples paused to line up their targets while the men used their hands to angle their pricks in the direction of the rings, but after the final disk had been tossed, the winner was plain to see. When Madison stepped forward to inspect the men's penises, Lincoln's huge penis had four rings attached to it while Diego and Marco had two, and most of the others only had one.
"It looks like size does matter in this instance," Madison grinned, flapping Lincoln's cock to the side as the rings jostled loudly on his flaring dick. "It seems that you two are going to be the center of attention once again while the rest of the contestants stand back and watch."
