Swinging Talent Show

Catherine whooped and cheered along with the rest of the group as Lilly did a perfect split right onto the suction cup dildo she'd stuck to the stage. Her heart was pounding, though, and she could barely enjoy the other participants in the talent show.

Lilly bounced up and down a few times, then stood back up, starting a clap. She walked two paces then did a backwards cartwheel, landing back in a split right back on the dildo. The crowd went wild, and even Catherine momentarily forgot her anxiety.

She still winced, wondering how often that went in the wrong hole during practice, but then remembered Lily was the only one in the club even willing to try taking Jonah in her ass. If she'd prepped beforehand...

"Give it up for Lily and her acrodildonics routine!" the DJ announced.

Cat really should learn his name. She'd been coming here almost an entire year, and he seemed like a nice enough guy. Never joined in though, much to some of her friends' chagrin.

Lily took a bow, popping the dildo off the stage. She wiped lube off the smooth wood boards with a towel and hopped off the front into the crowd, arms up. Hands ran all over her body from all sides, squeezing and caressing and groping.

"I hear she and her husband decided solo play was on the table now," Jonah whispered.

Cat snapped back to reality. She'd heard Lilly was amazing at going down on other women, but her husband gave Cat the heebie jeebies. If she was playing solo...

"Now let's welcome our next contestants to the stage, Catherine and Jonah!"

The world dropped away from underneath Catherine. She'd fucked half the people in this room, she'd fantasized about fucking half of the rest, but the idea of getting on stage and performing for them was still terrifying. She let Jonah pull her to her feet and settled her outrageously short skirt back down. Well, outrageously short outside of the club, her "sexy magician" outfit was probably one of the most demure in the entire room. Siobhan was wearing a belt with a holster, a cowboy hat, and fishnets, and not a stitch else. Several of the guys just wore novelty underwear. She'd spotted one Leeloo Dallas, except Sarah had used white electrical tape that barely covered her nipples and put on a white thong.

Jonah wore a classic magician's assistant outfit. Finding him a body suit that could fit his massive cock had been a challenge. In the end, Catherine had bought him a bathing suit four sizes too big and had then painstakingly taken the body in. It still pinched in places, and the skirt sat weirdly because his cock, already straining to get out, was tucked up against his stomach. And was now pressed against her back.

It only took Jonah clearing his throat twice for Catherine to remember the spiel they'd been rehearsing. He was an angel for putting up with her stage fright. She had so few lines, and these were friends and acquaintances, so it didn't even matter if she flubbed them. Lilly hadn't said a single word on stage, and still the crowd had gone wild.

"Guys and gals and non-binary pals! Tonight, I will perform an act of magic so daring, so outrageous, I got barred from the last three venues I performed it at. Guess I should've checked the dress code first!" Catherine said, her voice only shaking a little. The crowd didn't seem to notice and still laughed at her attempt at a joke.

"With the help of my -- " She paused and made a large gesture at Jonah " -- lovely assistant, I will make an object disappear that is so large, it will defy belief!"

The crowd whooped and cheered as Jonah made his bows. Cat adjusted her outfit as the crowd's attention was on Jonah, finding some of her confidence again. She looked damn good in this, and the neckline swooped nice and low. The thought of performing for everyone, even if it wasn't going to be to completion today, really got her going too now that she was on stage.

"Maestro! Drumroll, please, as I prepare to unveil what shall vanish before your very eyes!"

The DJ started a tinny sounding drumroll as Catherine stepped behind Jonah and reached between his slightly parted legs. There was a set of snaps, and she'd been practicing getting them loose in one swift motion. She twisted her wrist and the elastic fabric shot away in both directions just as the drumroll reached its crescendo.

By the reaction from the crowd, the reveal had been as spectacular as she'd hoped. She cupped his balls, freshly shaved for the occasion, and stepped to the side. Christ, she longed to just rip her own clothing off and jump him. The women in the crowd were whooping and hollering, and some of the men too. Catherine grinned at the new couple, who sat staring, transfixed. The woman, a petite blonde about their own age, mouthed holy shit, her eyes wide as saucers.

Before they'd started swinging, Catherine had mostly forgotten just how massive Jonah was. Twenty years of marriage got you used to anything, she supposed. But with the dozens of other cocks she'd seen over the last year, none had come close to matching Jonah in girth or length, let alone both.

"Now, as you may imagine, I'll need some help from the audience--"

"I'LL GIVE YOU A HAND," Siobhan shouted from the back, and the whooping intensified.

Catherine grinned and coughed theatrically. "AS I WAS SAYING, I'll need a hand from the audience. Now, I think you all know this one, but just in case, when I say 'NO!', you say..."

"GAG REFLEX!" Most of the crowd cheered.

"NO!"

"GAG REFLEX!" The rest joined in.

"NO!"

"GAG REFLEX!"

Catherine sank to her knees in front of Jonah, working her jaw back and forth. God, it looked good this close up. She'd been worried all the variety would make her bored with her own partner, or that they'd be so fucked out their sex life would wither and die, but nothing had been further from the truth. She licked her lips, tasting the cheap lipstick she'd applied for a little extra demonstration and a reminder to whoever he ended up with tonight that she still was the best.

Opening wide, she pushed herself onto Jonah's cock. Inch by inch, it slid down her throat. She'd warmed up with a dildo in the bathroom in the last intermission, but the familiar stretch still hurt. The pain was welcome, though. Suppressing the last vestiges of her gag reflex wasn't too hard either. Jonah had been more than happy helping her practice over the last week, not that she really needed to.

With his entire length down her throat, she pressed her lips against his bare pubic bone. She knew quite a few people wouldn't get a good angle, and she wanted proof that she'd managed. Not that anyone would doubt her. Not that she couldn't just demonstrate again.

"FUCK YEAH CAT!" Siobhan yelled from the back.

Catherine lost herself in a brief fantasy where Siobhan came up on stage with her and went down on her while she did the rest of her performance. The fantasy morphed into the two of them 69'ing while Jonah somehow fucked both of them. She wanted him so badly now. Her nerves were gone entirely, the dozens of pairs of eyes on her driving her arousal up and up now that she was actually here on stage.

She wasn't supposed to suck him off on stage. The rules weren't strict; they weren't going to get ejected if Jonah had a premature moment, but it wasn't the purpose of the talent show. Apparently after the second broken dick during a cowgirl race a few years ago, they'd banned that kind of stuff. But damn, did she want to feel him twitching in her throat right that moment.

Pulling back up before she blacked out -- she'd never live down being the reason deep throating was outlawed at a swingers' club, and being the reason something was banned was a huge fear of hers -- she stood back up. Her knees were a little wobbly, but she managed a convincing bow to the crowd, then gestured with a flourish to show the perfect ring of cheap red lipstick right at the base of Jonah's monster. The crowd went wild, everyone cheering and whooping and clapping for them.

With the renewed intensity of the applause, Catherine bent down at the waist again, lower than before. That was the signal Jonah had been waiting for. He stepped behind her, then pushed up her skirt and positioned himself. She didn't even try to suppress her moan as he slammed home in one big stroke, the slap of their bodies meeting lost in the din of the crowd.

Jonah had gotten so much stronger of the last year, and she let him spin her slowly so the crowd could see exactly where his cock was vanishing this time. She tried to do her flourish again, but fuck, it felt too good and she flubbed it halfway through. Cat really wished he could just press her down into the stage and take her from behind in front of the entire crowd, but that wouldn't exactly be a talent.

When he slammed home one last time, Cat's leg trembled uncontrollably and she had to rely on his strong, steady hands to keep her upright. Five more strokes, maybe six, and she could've cum. The denial drove her wild, but she managed to regain some of her composure. Jonah still had to steady her as they disentangled and took their bows together to uproarious applause.