Bab 1158: LOTTERY SCRATCH TIX KING FOR A DAY
You like playing the lottery, especially scratch tickets, don't you? Well, you're not alone. You just have to look down at the sidewalk and in the gutters to see all the scratched off lottery tickets. Who doesn't like scratch tickets? Who doesn't hope to win some money? While scratching our hard-earned money away, we all hope to win the big one.
Just another clever form of gambling and yet, another way for the state to take our hard-earned money, unfortunately, scratch tickets are just as addictive as slot machines. Yet, when comparing one to the other, those in the know, those who work for casinos, give the nod to slot machines over scratch tickets. Why? Even though the odds are stacked against you in both games, unlike scratch tickets with a select few prizes scattered over millions of scratch tickets, every pull of the slot handle starts a new game with the same miniscule chance of winning big.
Yet, think about it. Before you blow your rent money, let me ask you this. Would you buy a one-thousand-dollar, scratch ticket for the chance of being the lottery, scratch ticket king for a day? A thousand-dollars is a lot of money for a few seconds of scratching a ticket with a coin, especially if you don't win anything. Yet, in this particular contest, everyone is a winner. Every ticket is guaranteed a prize, no matter how small.
Let me ask you this again. Would you buy a one-thousand-dollar, scratch ticket if the chance of winning and being the lottery, scratch ticket king for a day winner gave you a much better chance at winning than any other lottery? Now we're talking. Yet, this lottery is not for everyone. A thousand-dollars for a scratch ticket is a lot of money.
Moreover, the prize you may win may not be a thousand-dollar prize. The prize may be considerably less or it could conceivably be considerably more. That's why they call this gambling. You're taking a gamble that you'll win instead of lose. Gamblers have gambled much more on a flip of a coin, the turn of a card, the roll of a dice, and the point spread of a game than on the scratch of a mere lottery scratch ticket, even a one-thousand-dollar, scratch ticket.
Winning or losing is all part of the game of gambling. Playing the game is what counts. If you don't play, you can't win. Then, again, if you don't play, you can't lose. Yet, even though the odds of winning the big prize are against you, what if this is your lucky day? What if the angels from Heaven are smiling down at you and have chosen you to win the big prize? What if after promising your soul to the Devil when you eventually die, Satan helps you to win while living life large today? Indeed, what if you're one of the very lucky ones to win the big prize today?
"Wow! I won! I'm King for a Day!"
Logically and realistically, the chances are that you may not have the return that you hoped to have on your one-thousand-dollar investment, but nothing is guaranteed today. Besides, a scratch ticket isn't an investment. It's just a game much like the stock market. You'd have as good of a chance throwing darts at a dart board to pick your numbers or choose your stocks as you would when consulting a psychic or a stockbroker. Instead of trusting your money with a stranger, it's always best to go with your gut.
"My gut says that I'm hungry. My gut says that this is my lucky day. After I eat breakfast, I'm going to buy a King for a Day scratch ticket," said Robert.
Unless you're buying money market shares, treasury bonds, or municipal bonds, the stock market is as much of a gamble as a slot machine or a scratch ticket. Yet, no matter, whether you win or lose, at least you got to play the game. Those who don't risk anything, will never gain anything. Their boring lives will always remain the same. Yet, it's still hard to swallow losing a thousand bucks on a one-thousand-dollars a scratch ticket. One should never play more than they can afford to lose. Yet, thinking with that sort of negativity, you've already convinced yourself of losing. Instead, be positive.
"I'm feeling lucky. This is my lucky day. I'm going to win today," said Robert reassuring himself with positive thinking while talking to himself. "Since I'm standing outside the lottery store, I'm not backing out now. I'm going to buy a one-thousand-dollar scratch ticket," said Robert. He opened the door and walked to the counter. "Give me a King for a Day scratch ticked," he said with a shaking hand as he handed over ten Benjamins, more than he earns in a week, for a mere scratch ticket.
Yet, this wasn't just any scratch ticket. This was the King for a Day scratch ticket. He already had his prize picked should he win. His prize would be to live out his sexual fantasy. Should he win, he wanted to have sex with his mother-in-law as his grand prize.
In the way that so very many of us drink too much, still smoke, and overeat without exercising, most of us live for today without any thoughts for tomorrow. In that regard, it makes sense that a thousand-dollar, scratch ticket would appeal to some but not to all. Yet, to continue to hawk their game of chance, the lottery commission doesn't need everyone to play. They only need just enough.
Between what they make in ticket sales, pay out in prize money, and collect from advertisers, at a thousand-dollars a scratch, this game is a winner. Yet, what made this game much more exciting is the weekly, TV show that goes along with it. And, what made that televised show that much more interestingly provocative is the King for a Day hostess, Barbie Brown.
"Welcome to King for a Day," said the announcer. "Give a warm welcome to your hostess, Barbie Brown," said the announcer as the curtain parted and Barbie made her way out to the front of the stage.
Barbie looked around the audience while smiling and before squarely looking at the camera as if she was about to make love to the lens. Not bothering to hold a microphone, needing her hands free to pick the lottery numbers, she wore a headset as if she was about to sing a song. As if she was a jungle cat pacing in a cage at the zoo, she walked from one side of the stage to the other side of the stage while looking out over the audience.
"Are you all ready to play King for a Day," she asked getting the crowd excited?
The crowd cheered. As if she was Hulk Hogan, she leaned forward and put her hand to her ear and turned one way before putting her other hand to her other hand to her other ear and turned the other way.
"I can't hear you," she said and the crowd cheered even louder than before.
As if they were all invited ticket holders in one of Oprah's favorite give-away Christmas, mega-gift shows, the audience continued cheering with the excited anticipation of hoping that Barbie would draw their number.
"Let's play King for a Day," said Barbie walking to the lottery cage filled with sealed envelopes containing the lottery numbers.
# # #
Beautiful, sexy, classy, articulate, intelligent, and witty, Barbie Brown, many men's sexual fantasy and wet dream, if only for a day, would be the one chosen as the King for a Day, grand prize, fantasy woman for sex. Only, sadly and sexually frustratingly, other than her being the show's hostess and spokeswoman, she wasn't part of the contest. Alas, sexy Barbie wasn't one of the prizes. The man or woman who won the King for a Day contest couldn't claim her as their grand prize.
A tall, blue-eyed, natural blonde with big, natural breasts, a rounded, firm ass, and a slim, toned waistline, she was every man's sexual fantasy woman. If someone was to capture all the cum that men ejaculated while imagining Barbie Brown naked and having sex with her, there'd be a small lake of cum somewhere out there in the middle of nowhere. Imagine if you will, those men who didn't get along with their wives but who sexually lusted over their mothers-in-law. The perfect place to be alone with their wife's mother, they could take her to Lake Ejaculation.
"I'm not swimming in that lake. The water is a weird color, texture, and consistency. It smells funny," said Robert's mother-in-law, Veronica. "Now I know why they call this Lake Ejaculation. It looks like a lake full of cum," she said frowning a dissatisfied face that her son-in-law would take her to a place that was so disgustingly obscene.
Trying not to laugh while controlling his sexual excitement that he was alone with his MILF of a mother-in-law at Lake Ejaculation, Robert needed to convince his wife's mother to wade in the lake of cum. While imagining all the men who masturbated over Barbie Brown to fill such a small lake with ejaculated cum, he'd love to watch his mother-in-law wade through the cum filled liquid. He couldn't wait to see her submerged neck deep in the cum of millions of masturbated men. Then, when she walked from the water as if she was Bo Derek in the movie 10, he couldn't wait to see cum dripping everywhere from her shapely and sexy body.
No doubt, personally adding to the depth of the lake, with his sexually fantasy come true, he'd be masturbating over this day for the rest of his life. As much as he'd be imagining his mother-in-law naked, he'd be imagining having sex with her. He'd be imagining her stroking his cock, sucking his cock, and fucking his cock. He'd be imagining doing all the dirty, nasty, and sexual things to her beautiful body and mouth that he had imagined doing since the first day he met her.
While imagining touching and feeling his mother-in-law everywhere that a son-in-law should never touch and feel his wife's mother, he imagined fingering her pussy, licking her pussy, making love to her pussy, and fucking her cunt. While masturbating, he imagined cumming in his mother-in-law's every orifice. If it wasn't for the guilt, the remorse, and doing something so dastardly forbidden, he would have already hit on his mother-in-law. If only he had the courage, the nerve, and the sexual audacity to have sex with his wife's mother, he'd definitely have sex with his MILF of a mother-in-law.
In the way that his wife seldom gave him sex since the birth of their children, he imagined her mother always giving him sex. She was always sexually teasing him. Pretending not to know what she was showing and what he was seeing, she was always flashing him up-skirt peeks of her bright, white panties and down-blouse views of her long line of cleavage and her low-cut bra. Robert imagined Veronica being the whore in bed that he always imagined her to be. With them living in the same house and always alone, as soon as his wife went to bed, she'd come out of her room to supposedly watch TV.
Continuing to sexually tease him, she always wore a short, low-cut, sexy nightgown without having the modesty to wear a robe over it. Her sexy nightgowns were sheer, thin, and nearly transparent. As if trying to sexually seduce him, while making it appear unintentional, she routinely flashed him her big, naked breasts, her round, naked ass, and her bushy, naked pussy.
He wondered if his wife knew that her mother was flashing him and trying to sexually seduce him. With his wife not giving him sex, he wondered if she silently agreed for her mother to be his surrogate, sexual wife in bed. Perhaps, him having sex with her mother was the unspoken agreement that Veronica had with her daughter for allowing her to live with them.
# # #
"Don't be silly. People come from miles around to wade in Lake Ejaculation," said Robert nodding his head assuredly. "The salty liquid has medicinal purposes. It's like taking a multivitamin when you swallow each ejaculation, I mean, mouthful. Did you know that one teaspoon of semen, sorry, I mean of this liquid contains over 200 proteins and several helpful vitamins including vitamin C, calcium, potassium, sodium, vitamin B12, and zinc?"
Veronica looked at her son-in-law as if he was crazy while making a face as if she had just swallowed a bug.
"I don't care if that's the fountain of youth, I'm not wading in that disgustingly, smelly liquid," she said. "And, forget about me swallowing a mouthful of that, gross, I'd never swallow a drop of that oozy mess."
Veronica shook her head and stepped back from the liquid as if it was a toxic, waste dump site.
"That's exactly what Lake Ejaculation is. It's the fountain of youth," he said nodding his head as if he believed all that he said as the truth.
She made another face at him.
"I don't care what you say, Robert, I'm not wading in semen," she said shuddering her shoulders as if she was suddenly cold.
He laughed at her reluctance to take a walk on the wild side and wade in the sea of spermatozoa. Yet, more importantly, with her obviously afraid to wade in Lake Ejaculation, maybe she didn't give blowjobs. Maybe, if she did give blowjobs, she didn't allow the man she was blowing to cum in her mouth. Perhaps, she didn't like the taste of cum and would never swallow cum. He hid his disappointment from his mother-in-law who possibly may not suck cock and, if did suck cock, may not swallow. In the meantime, he tried to convince her to wade in the lake.
"Did you know that semen is a natural anti-depressant and anti-anxiety medication? Semen contains antioxidants and combats oxidative stress," he said pacing back and forth as he spoke as if he was the professor of cum.
She made yet another face of disbelief.
"You're crazy and I'm not waiting in that ooze," she said.
Not giving up, he continued trying to convince her to go for a walk on the wild side.
"Semen contains many healthy hormones and may even help to prevent cancer. A cognitive enhancer, semen contains NGF, nerve growth factor. It helps you to sleep better. Semen is proven to keep infections at bay," he said counting the benefits of her swallowing semen on his fingers. Semen can increase lifespan and decrease hair loss. Filled with protein, semen is nutritious. Swallowing semen during oral sex is proven to lower your blood pressure," he said trying to convince his mother-in-law to wade in the lake.
Veronica gave Robert a hard look as if she had just realized his true intentions. She looked at him with shock albeit with a glimmer of sexual excitement. She looked at him as if he was a seven-course meal and she was hungry.
'Perhaps, his wife's mother does suck cock,' he thought. 'Perhaps, Veronica is a skilled cocksucker. Perhaps, she does indeed swallow cum. Perhaps, if he played his card right and convince her to wade in Lake Ejaculation, she'd blow him.'
Then, dashing his hope of a blowjob from Veronica, she verbalized what he was thinking.
"If you're expecting me to blow you, Robert, you can forget that right now. I'd never suck your cock. I'd never suck the prick of my daughter's husband and the father of my grandchildren. I'd never allow you to cum in my mouth," she said shaking her head. "How disgusting is that? I'd never swallow your cum no matter what you claim the benefits of swallowing semen are," she said with anger. "The thought of me blowing you and you cumming in my mouth is not only nasty but also disgusting," she said with a shake and a shudder.
Robert smiled at his mother-in-law while she did her best to dash his hope of receiving a blowjob from her. Yet, ignoring her feigned and feeble protests, going in for the kill, he had one more thing to add to the real or imagined benefits of swallowing semen. He had the one thing to say that would convince his mother-in-law to wade in Lake Ejaculation. Knowing that she'd fall for this, he couldn't wait to give her his best reason for her to take the plunge.
"Semen is said to not only soothe arthritis pain but also to cure it. Trust me, by the time you walk out of the that salty liquid, you'll be cured. You'll be pain free," said Robert nodding his head as if he needed that extra bit of head movement for his mother-in-law to believe him.
Obviously wanting to believe him because of the arthritis pain she was in, Veronica looked at her son-in-law with wide-eyed skepticism while rubbing her arthritic hands and fingers before she softened. Foolishly trusting her son-in-law as if he was a snake oil salesman selling magic tonic, while seemingly hoping that her arthritis would be cured and her pain would be gone, Veronica took a chance. She walked closer to Lake Ejaculation and as if she was sticking her finger in a gloryhole, she dipped her big toe in the lake of cum.
"Eww. Gross. That's so disgusting," she said debating if she should wade in further. "It's so slimy. It's so sticky. It feels like and smells like cum," she said giving her daughter's husband a questioning look. "God only knows how many masturbation ejaculations it took to make this lake this wide, this long, and this deep."
Yet, even though she was clearly suspicious of what exactly the liquid was in the lake, obviously, what Robert said about her arthritis being cured and having no more pain enticed her to take a daredevil's plunge in Lake Ejaculation. Poised with camera in hand, Robert watched his mother-in-law getting ready to wade in the warm, oozy, and salty liquid. He was ready to photograph his wife's mother without her clothes. A long time, sexual fantasy coming, he couldn't wait to finally see Veronica naked.
# # #
Yet, instead of stripping herself naked, she was ready to walk in the liquid fully dressed.
"Wait. Stop. You can't go in like that," he said pointing to a handmade sign he made and stuck in the sand just before taking his mother-in-law to Lake Ejaculation. "You must be naked to wade in Lake Ejaculation."
'NO CLOTHES ALLOWED,' read the sign in bold, red, handwritten letters.
She looked from him to read the sign. Then, she looked from the sign to look at him. When she realized that he expected her to remove her clothes and strip herself naked, she looked at him in shocked horror before a twinge of sexual arousal exposed her true feelings. Nonetheless, playing the morally, modest mother-in-law card, she feigned her outrage while feebly protesting removing her clothes to wade in the lake naked.
"No clothes? Are you out of your mind? You expect me to strip naked in front of you while you watch and ogle my naked body? How dare you?" She looked at Robert with shame. "In your dreams. I'm not stripping myself naked in front of my son-in-law," said Veronica with horror. "No way. I can't do that. That would be gross. That would be nasty. I'm your wife's mother. I'm the grandmother to your children. With me living in the same house with you, my daughter, and grandchildren, you seeing me naked would be incestuously forbidden."
Robert laughed.
"It isn't as if we're going to have sex," he said while hoping that they would have sex. "Besides, you're lucky. There's no one here but us. We're alone. We have the whole lake all to ourselves," he said staring at her blouse and bra clad breasts. "I'll tell you what, so that you don't feel awkwardly uncomfortable in the nude, I'll strip naked with you too," said Robert.
Not waiting for her to agree or to protest his outrageous, sexual suggestion of nakedness, he immediately removed his clothes. As if his clothes were on fire, in an instant, he was naked while his mother-in-law was still fully dressed. Ever since his wedding day seven, unhappy, years ago, he always wanted to flash his mother-in-law his erect, naked cock. Ever since his wedding day, he always wanted to see his wife's mother naked. Ever since his wedding day, he always wanted to have sex with his MILF of a mother-in-law.Hard to forget, and something he masturbated over hundreds of times, he remembered his wedding reception when they were both drunk. As if she was his new bride instead of his new mother-in-law, he danced with his wife's mother while rubbing his erect cock against her slim belly as he groped her ass and grabbed her breasts. As shocked as much as he was sexually excited, with her not slapping his hand away, he couldn't believe his new mother-in-law allowed him to grope her ass while grabbing her breasts.
'Is she as sexually attracted to me as I'm sexually attracted to her? Does she want to have sex with me as much as I want to have sex with her,' he thought?'
Not stopping there, in the way that he grabbed her breasts through her gown, she grabbed his erect, throbbing cock through his tuxedo pants. He couldn't believe his new mother-in-law grabbed his cock. She felt his cock, squeezed his prick, and fingered the head of his erection through his pants with her manicured fingertips in the way that he fingered her emerging, erect nipples through her dress and bra.
With her divorced from his father-in-law years ago, instead of Honeymooning with his wife, he wished he could have Honeymooned with her mother. For sure with his wife not very sexual, her mother would make for a better sexual partner. For a forty-something-year-old woman, with her having married young, she was still so hot. Better looking and with a better body than his wife, she was still so sexy. In the way that she made his cock hard, he wondered if he made her pussy wet.
Moreover, something so very forbidden about incest, whenever he masturbated himself, he enjoyed sexually fantasizing that he was feeling up his mother-in-law instead of his wife. Now that she had allowed him to feel her up at his wedding reception, he wished he could have married his wife's mother instead of his mother-in-law's daughter. Ever since his wedding day, he always wanted to have sex with is wife's mother. Perhaps, today was the day that she'd suck him and allow him to fuck her. Perhaps, this is that day that she'd allow him to cum in her mouth instead of cumming in Lake Ejaculation.
Unable to help herself, adding to Robert's horniness, sexual frustration, and wanton desire, an involuntary reaction, Veronica stared down at her son-in-law's, exposed, naked, and erect cock. As much as he couldn't believe he was finally exposing himself to her, he couldn't believe Veronica was staring at his prick. The more she stared at his dick, the bigger and harder his cock grew. The more she stared at his dick, the more that he wanted to stick his erect prick in her hand, in her mouth, and/or in her pussy.
He wondered what it would feel like to put his cock in his mother-in-law's hand and force her to stroke him by humping her hand with his hips. He'd love for his mother-in-law to give him a motherly hand job forced or voluntary. He wondered if she'd hold his erect prick in her hand and wrap her long, manicured fingers around his stiff prick. He wondered if she'd voluntarily stroke him and masturbate him. He'd love to cum all over Veronica's hand.
He wondered what it would feel like for Veronica to blow him. He'd love to see her on her knees with his hard, hairy prick in her beautiful mouth while she stared up at him with her big, brown eyes. He'd love nothing more than for her to suck him while stroking him. Symbolically meaningful, he'd love to cum in her mouth and/or across her naked breasts while standing at the mouth of Lake Ejaculation.
He'd love nothing more than to make love to his wife's mother before fucking her. Taking his sweet time, he imagined kissing her. He imagined French kissing her while feeling her big, naked breasts and fingering her erect nipples. He imagined rubbing her clit and fingerfucking her pussy while she stroked his cock faster and harder.
He imagined spinning her around and bending her forward to fuck her from behind while he felt her big tits and fingered her erect nipples. He imagined humping her faster and humping her harder. He imagined fucking his mother-in-law while hanging on to her big tits. He'd love to see the expression on her face when she had a sexual orgasm. He'd love to hear the sounds she'd make when cumming. He'd love to sexually pleasure his mother-in-law as much as he'd like her to sexually pleasure him.
After he fingered her and licked her, after he rubbed her clit and fingerfucked her pussy, after he ate her bushy, brown pussy, he'd love for her to suck his cock and allow him to ejaculate his cum in her mouth. A longtime coming, he couldn't count how many sexual fantasies he had over his mother-in-law while masturbating himself. He couldn't imagine how much cum he ejaculated over her while imagining Veronica naked and having sex with her naked body. With his wife a cold fish in bed, he just knew that her mother was a hot tamale.
# # #
"Okay," she said with a shrug. "Here goes. Close your eyes and cover your eyes with your hands," said his mother-in-law. "I don't want you to see my naked ass, my naked tits, and/or my naked pussy. I don't want you to see me naked," she said as if sexually teasing him and wanting him to see her naked. "Promise me that you won't look, Robert. I mean it. You mustn't see me naked. I'd be so very embarrassed."
Robert obediently covered his eyes but with splayed fingered hands. Obviously, wanting him to watch her undress, instead of turning to face the water, she turned to face her son-in-law while sexily staring at him. Obviously, wanting him to see her naked, instead of looking away in embarrassment and shame, she stared at him in the way that he stared at her through his splayed fingers. Seemingly, as much incestuous, sexual lust that he had for her, she had forbidden, sexual desire for him too.
'I promise that I won't look too much,' thought Robert to himself. 'With my mother-in-law willingly and voluntarily stripping herself naked, I'll be masturbating over this day for the rest of my life.'
No doubt, she knew he could see all that she was showing, all that she wanted him to see of her, and all that he wanted to see of her. More than just looking, clearly, she knew that he was staring, leering, and ogling her as she slowly and seductively undressed. As if she was a stripper on stage, instead of his sexy mother-in-law, giving him a scandalous striptease show, she undressed as if undressing in slow motion. She took her sweet time unbuttoning her blouse and removing it before unbuttoning and unzipping her short skirt and removing that too.
Robert stared at his wife's mother standing in front of the cum filled lake wearing her big, low-cut, white bra, and her bright, white, bikini panties. As if he had never seen a woman in her underwear before, he stared at his mother-in-law in her sexy lingerie. Obviously, ready to go all the way and strip herself naked, she reached behind her back to unhook her bra. Continuing to sexually tease him, she slid a slow tongue across her red, full lips while staring at his cock and before looking him in his eyes. When her bra straps seductively and slowly slid from her shoulders, she put a hand to the center of her bra.
Holding her bra cups in place, while staring at her son-in-law, she removed one bra cup before removing the other bra cup and before dropping her bra to the sand with her modesty and morals. She took a big breath while pushing her shoulders back to make her C cup breasts appear even bigger and shapelier. She was naked above the waist. His wife's mother was topless. With neither of them having any shame or embarrassment, in the way that Robert had deliberately flashed his mother-in-law his naked, erect prick, Veronica deliberately flashed her son-in-law her naked breasts, her brown areolas, and erect, pink nipples.
'Oh, my God,' thought Robert. 'My mother-in-law is topless. I can't believe I'm seeing her big, naked tits.'
He stared at her naked breasts as if he had never seen naked tits before.
"Now your panties," he said staring at her panty clad pussy mound, her pussy slit, her camel toe, and her brown pubic hair that peeked from the sides of her bikini panties.
As if she was a stripper on stage and as if there was a drumroll going off in his head, Robert watched Veronica slowly slide down her panties to exposed her brown, bushy pussy and her round, full ass. While flashing him her naked ass and the back of her naked pussy, so as not to get sand on them, she turned and bent at the waist to place her panties in one of her bra cups. Totally naked, he couldn't believe she was naked.
His mother-in-law was naked. His sexual fantasy finally coming true, his wife's mother was naked. They were both naked. As if he was her boyfriend or her lover instead of her daughter's husband, she took his hand and they walked toward the cum filled lake.
"I hope this will help my arthritis," she said. "I'm always in such pain."
Robert nodded.
"Trust me. It will. Best you go in alone first," he said having no intention of walking in the cum filled lake. "You'll have the full medicinal benefits of the lake all to yourself that way. What you need to do is to submerge yourself beneath the liquid brine while holding your breath. The longer you stay under the better you'll immediately feel. Moreover, it helps if you swallow some of the healing liquid too," he said nodding his head with assuredly.
She looked at him with suspicion.
"Why are you photographing me naked?"
He looked up from the camera lens.
"Oh, um, that's, um, to prove to the American Medical Association that you've been cured of your arthritis. Yeah, that's it," he said nodding his head again as if to assure her what he said was true.
As if he was hypnotized, Robert stared at his mother-in-law's big tits and her erect nipples while photographing her. Hoping for the latter instead of the former, either she was cold or she was sexually aroused. He couldn't believe he was seeing his MILF of a mother-in-law naked. He couldn't believe she was seeing him naked and was still staring at his naked, erect prick in the way that he stared at her brown, bushy pussy.
Then, when she turned to flash him her naked ass, he couldn't believe she was wading herself deeper in the water. Deeper and deeper she walked. With the cum filled liquid up to her neck, she submerged herself and stayed under the liquid for more than a minute. When she resurfaced, as if she was a Japanese woman at a Bukkake fest, she took a huge drink of cum.
"I feel better already. I'm going to submerge myself again and take another big mouthful," she said.
When she walked from the liquid refreshed and psychologically pain free, Robert couldn't control his sexual lust. With his mother-in-law covered in cum from head to toe, he was beyond being sexually aroused. With cum dotting her brown hair as if she suddenly turned grey, she had cum dripping from her eyebrows, her nose, her mouth, her ears, her chin, and her nipples. As if she was remaking the movie 'Something About Mary,' with Cameron Diaz as Mary, Veronica was resplendent with cum.
With only one thing on his mind, Robert walked to his mother-in-law. Too sexually excited to care about swallowing some cum too, he gave her a deep, wet kiss. Then, he put a suggestive hand to her shoulder and gently pushed her to her knees. Veronica took the not so subtle hint while he felt her big tits and fingered her hard, erect nipples as she took him in her hand before taking him in her mouth. Obviously, she was as sexually aroused as much as he was sexually excited.
His longtime sexual fantasy, his wife's mother was blowing him. His mother-in-law was stroking his cock while sucking his cock. He couldn't believe Veronica was giving him the best blowjob of his life. Ready to cum in her mouth, he continued feeling her big tits and fingering her erect nipples. Pulling them, turning them, and twisting them while fondling her naked breasts and squeezing her naked tits, he had his wicked sexual way with his mother-in-law's naked body.
"Oh, Veronica. Oh, my God, Veronica," he said giving her warning that he was about to cum. "I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum."
Instead of not allowing him to cum in her mouth, she removed his prick temporarily from her mouth to speak.
"Cum, Robert, cum. I want you to cum in my mouth. For some inexplicable reason, I have a sudden need for more cum. I want to taste your cum. I want to swallow your cum," she said.
Robert exploded a huge amount of cum in his mother-in-law's mouth.
Now, every time he watched the King for a Day program, he had another dream about Lake Ejaculation, seeing his mother-in-law naked, and having hot sex with her.
# # #
Indeed, if she was one of the grand prizes, fucked over as the whore she used to be, Barbie Brown would be picked over and again. If she was one of the grand prizes, with cum dripping from her every orifice, she'd be the crowd-pleasing, favorite, prize to choose. What Amber Lancaster and Manuela Arbelaez are as showcase models to the current Price is Right, Barbie Brown was to the King for a Day Show.
Oddly enough, Barbie didn't even play the lottery. She had never purchased a ticket. Because she worked on the show and was an employee of King for a Day Entertainment Group, she was ineligible to play. Even if she bought a ticket and won, she's ineligible to win. Ergo, sadly for many winners of the King for a Day lottery contest who'd love her as their grand, fantasy prize, she wasn't one of the women that winners could pick as their grand prize.
Barbie's job was to smile, bend at the waist to show her thong clad, shapely ass, lean at the waist to show her long line of sexy cleavage, and stoop to give the camera in between her legs closeup, pussy shots. Shocking for American television to flash asses, tits, and pussies on live TV but they've been doing this kind of sexual behavior on Univision, Spanish TV, for decades. Whenever Jennifer Lopez appears on Spanish TV, she not only wears an outrageously sexy outfit but she flashes most of her breasts and her naked pussy too.
America doesn't share the views of nakedness that other countries have. It's no big deal for women to walk around topless in Europe. America still has its puritan values in place. Where Europe has plenty of nude beaches, nudity on a public beach in America is subject to arrest, conviction for public indecency, and jail.
Legally, Barbie was covered by what she wore and what she didn't wear was left to the imaginations of men staring at the television screen while masturbating themselves. She wore an abbreviated, tightly fitted thong that showed her shapely ass cheeks, that showed her pussy was shaved, that showed her pussy mound, the indentation of her pussy slit, and the outline of her camel toe. Now, what man wouldn't want to finger, lick, and fuck her cunt? What man wouldn't want her as their grand, scratch ticket, King for a Day, lottery prize?
Tall and leggy, an ex-stripper, ex-Vegas showgirl, and an ex-thousand-dollar an hour call girl, she was the perfect choice for the job as their lottery, show host. Obviously, for her to get this job over a thousand other applicants, most of them dumb models, ex-cheerleaders, strippers, porn stars, and no talent actresses, she must have shown the producers what other secret talents she had and would willingly do. Yet, now that she was here, not wanting a sex scandal to ruin their hit show, other than the camera flashing the mostly male audience bits and pieces of her sexy and shapely body, there was no hanky-panky behind the camera.
'Stormy Daniels has nothing over me,' thought Barbie while turning one way before turning the other way to look at herself in her full-length, dressing room mirror. 'With her having 36 DD breasts compared to my 36 D cup, at least my tits are natural and not some man-made creation by some plastic surgeon. Besides, not as beautiful as me, her face looks like she was hit by a car,' said Barbie laughing in the mirror.
While pulling the winning, lottery ticket, her job was to show her shapely ass, her thong clad pussy, and her big breasts. Her job was to read the winning lottery number while flashing what men wanted to see. Her job was to sell lottery tickets, to keep the men coming back for more, and to keep their ratings high enough to attract more sponsors. A win/win for all, Viagra, GNC testosterone supplements, Ford, Budweiser beer, and Ray-Ban sunglasses, were only five of their regular sponsors.
Had she not been an employee of King for a Day Entertainment Group and purchased a lottery ticket for herself, as part of the afore to agreed commitment, she would have been eligible to be selected as part of the winner's, grand prize pool. Had she purchased a lottery ticket and agreed to be part of the grand prize, winner's program, the winner of King for a Day would have the right to strip Barbie naked and have sex with her naked body. Unless he was a gentleman who only wanted to talk, go out to dinner, and perhaps see a movie, he didn't have to have sex with lovely Barbie if he didn't want to have sex with her.
"Yet, c'mon, seriously, who in their right mind wouldn't have sex with beautiful and sexy Barbie?"
Perhaps, he was a married man who wanted to remain faithful to his wife. Perhaps, he had a girlfriend or a fiancé and was in a serious relationship. Perhaps, he was an older man, just a big fan, or gay man who just wanted to meet Barbie. Yet, unless he was too old, gay, married, or engaged, what man wouldn't want to have sex with Barbie?
Yet, c'mon, seriously, it would be ridiculous to win the grand prize and not bed Barbie. She's the figurative and literal embodiment of The King for a Day show. What red blooded American man wouldn't want to have sex with Barbie Brown? Every man who watched her drawing lottery numbers dreamt of her naked and having sex with her. Every man who watched her drawing lottery numbers wished they could fuck her. Any man would love to put a gentle hand to her shoulder, move her to her knees, and stick their hard, hairy dick in her mouth.
"Suck my cock. Blow me, Barbie. I need to feel your big tits and finger your nipples while you stroke me and suck me. I can't wait to cum in your mouth. I can't wait to watch you swallow my cum. I can't wait to cum all over your face and across your naked breasts while you stare up at me with your big, blue eyes."
Alas and unfortunately, a real bummer, Barbie wasn't one of the prizes. More than just a dream but a sexual fantasy, the premise of the King for a Day contest started with buying a scratch ticket but not just any scratch ticket. These scratch tickets are only for those who have the scratch to pony up one-thousand-dollars a ticket. That's right. Each ticket cost a hugely significant loss to one's disposable income of $1,000 a scratch.
Yeah, sure there are many other great, consolation prizes for a thousand-dollar investment, a brand new, loaded Ford F150 Raptor with $70,000 suggested retail value, an 18K gold, Rolex watch retailing at $40,000, an all expense trip to anywhere in the world, valued at $20,000, while staying at a 5-star hotel for a week, an ice cooler filled with Budweiser beer for a year, and a dozen, designer fashioned Ray-Ban aviator sunglasses. Yet, the grand prize winner was the big draw. The grand prize winner was not only given a check for a million-dollars but also, he was given all the smaller prizes too, The Ford truck, the Rolex, an all expense paid trip, the beer, and the sunglasses.
'Wow. I'd love to win King for a Day,' thought Robert while watching the show with his wife and mother-in-law.
Winning the grand prize crowned the winner king for a day. Literally, the winners of the drawings were king much longer than a day. Depending on the prize they chose, they could enjoy living life large for as long as two weeks. Yet, one of the biggest draws, being king for a day entitled them to choose their sexual partner from all those women who bought thousand-dollar scratch tickets in the hopes of being the unofficial queen for a day.Obviously, since the name of the lottery was King for a Day, the producers geared the televised show to drawing lottery numbers, mostly for men. Rumored had it that the producers were developing a contest for women called Queen for a Day but the rights to that name were already taken by a TV series dating back from 1956 to 1964. They had some legal issues that had to be resolved first with large amounts of money exchanging hands before they were allowed to use that name.
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Playing her part for men as their X-rated Price is Right showcase model for the King for a Day show, Barbie flipped back her long, lush, naturally blonde hair with a toss of her pretty head. While flashing the camera most of her thong clad ass, she bent at the waist to draw the next lottery number. She turned to the camera to hold up the envelop while opening it to withdraw the paper with the number. She looked at the paper before holding up to the camera.
"This week's first lottery number is...35."
She was wearing a shimmering cocktail dress that was short enough to expose her thong clad, shapely ass every time she bent at the waist. As if she was Loni Anderson reincarnated as Jennifer Marlowe in WKRP, her low-cut dress was plenty low-cut enough to expose her long, line of sexy cleave of her natural, D cup breasts. Instead of calling this the King for a Day show, the producers fondly referred to their televised program as masturbation TV.
Again, she turned from the camera to lean at the waist, to flash her thong clad ass, and to draw the next number.
"Number 8," she said holding the next number up to the camera again.
Producers could only imagine the millions of men who masturbated over Barbie bending, leaning, and stooping while showing her thong clad ass, her thong clad pussy, and much of her bra clad breasts. No doubt, there'd be plenty enough cum to start another Lake Ejaculation somewhere else in the country. Even though they catered to an audience of men and women, especially now, in preparation for their Queen for a Day show, they were still in contract negotiations as too which male celebrity would be chosen to host the show.
"Lucky number 7," said Barbie showing the camera the number.
Obviously, already instructed and rehearsed by the producers of the show, unlike Vanna White on the Wheel of Fortune, it was Barbie's job to flash herself to the TV camera. It was her job to bend, lean, and stoop while showing lots of cleavage, as well as exposing her ass to the camera and giving them open legged, crotch shots. It was her job to sexually attract more men so that they'd buy more lottery tickets. If only for the chance of meeting Barbie Brown in person and having their photo taken with her as their grand prize winner of King for a Day, men were willing to pony up a thousand-dollars a scratch.
"Number 27," she said holding the number up high for all to see.
There goes the family vacation. Maybe they'll win a family vacation. There goes the college education fund. Maybe they'll win a million dollars, plenty enough money to add to the college fund. There goes that new truck. Maybe they'll win a brand new, Ford 150 Raptor, pickup truck. Instead of keeping what they had, men were willing to risk what they had for the chance to be King for a Day.
"Number 6," said Barbie
Using Barbie as their man bait, they wanted to keep the men coming back for more. They wanted men to buy their lottery tickets for the chance at being King for a Day. Even though she wasn't one of the prizes, they wanted men to dream and fantasized about having sex with Barbie. If she could have hosted the show topless or naked without being shutdown by the network, she would have been asked to host the show topless or naked. If she refused to so nakedly expose herself, they had an army of available women who would do anything for Barbie's job.
"The last number, the bonus number is number 26. This week's winning number is 6, 7, 8, 27, and 35 with the bonus number 26," said Barbie. "Good night everyone. Sweet dreams," she said giving the camera lens a big kiss while giving her mostly male audience a good down-dress view of her big, natural breasts.
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Robert watched the King for a Day television show with his wife, Brenda, and his wife's mother, Veronica.
"I can't believe it," he said leaning forward to look at the numbers on the TV screen before looking down at his lottery ticket. Again, and again, he looked from the TV to his lottery ticket.
"I won! I won the grand prize. I'm King for a Day," he said hugging his mother-in-law instead of his wife.
"Congratulations," said his wife while rolling her eyes and making a face.
The next evening, ready to appear on live TV, Robert appeared with his wife and mother-in-law.
"Robert is this week's grand prize winner. Robert is King for a Day," said Barbie giving Robert a kiss on the lips and a pelvis to pelvis hug. "Congratulations," she said handing him an oversized check for a million-dollars.
The curtain opened to show his brand new, ruby red, Ford F-150 Raptor truck, his cooler of beer representing him receiving a year supply of Budweiser, and a dozen, designer, Ray-Ban sunglasses. Barbie removed the Rolex from the box and attached it to his wrist.
"I'm King for a Day," said Robert holding up his arms as if he had just won the World's Heavyweight Boxing Championship.
Turning away from the camera to flash her thong clad ass again, Barbie gave Robert another kiss on the lips and a hug. As soon as he put her arms around his neck her short dressed climbed past her hips to expose her thong clad ass. No doubt, every man sitting at home masturbating was recording this episode of the show.
"So, tell us," said Barbie. "Where are you going to take your wife for an all-expense paid vacation?"
Robert smiled and took his mother-in-law by her hand.
"My wife?" He looked from Barbie to look at his wife before smiling at his mother-in-law. "Oh, I'm not taking my wife. I'm taking her mother," said Robert. "I'm vacationing with my mother-in-law."
Barbie looked at him with shocked surprise.
"Good riddance," said Brenda under her breath but loud enough to be broadcasted on live TV and understandable enough for her comment, along with her image, to go viral. "I'll be shacking up with my girlfriend, Lola," said Brenda while moving her hand around Barbie to reach beneath her short dress to grab a whole handful of her thong clad ass.
Barbie pulled away from her while fluffing down her short dress.
"And that's it for this week's King for a Day. We'll be back next week with a new winner. Good night," she said kissing the camera lens again while giving her mostly male audience a nice down-dress view of her cleavage and bra-clad breasts.
THE END
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