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Ok, one of my friends told me about this bikini contest. It’s a little far away, and it’s this biker bar bikini type of vibe. He’s knows the ppl who are running it. He thinks its an easy win for me. Just show up, wear the skimpiest bikini you can, and flirt with the judges. Maybe if I ‘help them out’, they can ‘help me out’. Hmmm, okay 🙂 And the money jackpot was a lot of money. So I’m like, sure why not.

I’ve done bikini contests, so I get the whole culture. Bunch of guys ogling girls, cat calling, drinking, guys being ‘handsy’. That kind of rowdy stuff. All in good fun, we all know why everybody is there.

So we’re at this biker bar place. And it’s fucking crazy packed. Much busier than I expected. Us girls are in the back getting ready with makeup and getting dressed and whatever. The bikini I pick out, is fucking crazy skimpy. This pink/purple metallic thing, that basically just cover my nipples. My tits are just out there. Whatever, we all know why we’re here for.

Anyways, I sneak away and I discover one of the judges. Now I’m flirting with him, in this dental floss of a bikini, and high heels. And I basically throw myself to him. Maybe I can ‘help him out’ if he can ‘help me out’. You know. He gets my drift, we discover this quiet place in the back of the bar. And I basically fall to my knees, whip out his dick and begin blowing him.

He had this old man, pot belly type of body. But his dick wasn’t that bad. So I’m sucking his dick, blowing him and he winds up not lasting very long. He pulls out of my mouth and just cums all over my face and tits. Ugh. I really didn’t want that. Now I have to fix my makeup before I go on stage for the contest. But whatever, small price to pay to win unfairly.

So the judge fixes himself up, gives my tits a quick squeeze and I basically have his vote. And he just leaves. I get up, and try to wipe up what I can, and discretely go back to the make area to fix myself up. But before I get there, I actually run into another judge. And he’s like “Hey, are you #10?” Huh? What? Oh yeah, I guess I’m contestant #10. Apparently, the first judge told the second judge that #10 (me) is a massive slut.

So I bring him back to that quiet corner, and I just blow the second judge. He was pretty aggressive actually and starts face fucking me. Good ole #10 here, open to face fucks. And just when he’s about to pop, I learned my lesson. No facials, if you want to come on me, come on my back or ass or something. So that’s what he does, he turns me around, tells me to bend over and basically cums these ropes of cum all over my ass and back.

Rinse, cum and repeat for the 3rd judge.

Ok, it’s bikini contest time. I’m super late now. I clean what I can, and scamper back to the makeup area to fix myself up. I’m running late, as I’m supposed to be out there. The contest already started, as I hear the announcer guy call out #4 during her stage and catwalk.

Now I have no idea what’s going on out there. But it’s a bikini contest. It’s not that hard. So I just fix myself up as best I can do, hair makeup, whatever.

Okay, #10 to the stage. Show time. So I come out, all primped up. And climb the stairs to the stage. It’s fucking busy and rowdy. And the 3 judges are there on stage. Balls drained, and winner already determined.

So I do my thing, and strut around on stage, doing my catwalk. But like second in, the announcer goes: “Well now, looks like #10 has been having some fun” Something like that.

Huh? What? Oh fuck. Shit. Apparently the bikini contest has some weird lighting going on. Where it’s almost like a black light type of deal. So as I’m walking, some people could see the reflection of these cum stains all over my body. And face. And tits. I only briefly notice myself, when I can see my reflection in this massive mirror at the bar.

Holy fucking shit. I mean, it wasn’t that noticeable. But the fucking announcer noticed it. And he told the entire fucking crowd. And their dirty minds just assumed the truth.

I’m so fucking embarrassed, but I just continue on. Taking it in stride. So when I get to the end of the catwalk, I just spin around. Did I spin around a few more times? Sure, as the crowd was living this up. Did I think it was that noticeable. No, but you can clearly see the ropes of cum, or the wiping that occurred.

As I walk back, I just smile at the judges. Whatever, too late at this point. We all know why we’re here.

True to form, I did wind up winning the contest. Pretty sure if I didn’t the crowd of biker guys would have revolted. After the contest, I did clean myself up. Or at least did a better job. And the bar had us girls come back out in bikinis, and just mingle with the crowd. I knew that going in, so it was sort of throwing meat in a room full of wolves. But everybody was polite and somewhat respectful.

TLDR: Tried to cheat and win a bikini contest. Got cum glazed by the judges. Got outed and cum shamed by a black light and a crowd of bikers. Won some money. Learn how to win future bikini contests.

NSFW: yes

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