Let the Games Begin

I don't know how many people are going to still be reading this after the huge waits between chapters. But, if people read this and seem to like it, there is a final chapter planned. If you do read this and enjoy it, rate it and give it a favorite, it helps me know if you actually read it and enjoyed it. Feel free to comment, although if it's about the wait between chapters, I know, I'm sorry. Anyway, I hope there are still some people interested in this story, and I hope you enjoy it.

Our plane touched down at the airport around noon local time. I had never been out of the country before, and right away it felt different. The airport back in LA was a huge, busy mess of a place. This little airport stood in stark contrast; it was barely moving at all. Everyone I saw seemed relaxed. As we walked down the tarmac to the small building with a wooden roof, I noticed several people getting off our plane that looked like they might be here for a similar reason to us. Bonnie was walking ahead of us, leading the way, and looking more focused than I had ever seen her. I turned to Jenna and gave her a nudge.

"Are they here for the tournament too?" I asked, gesturing with my head towards a group of very attractive people walking in a group.

"Yeah. That's the San Diego team," Jenna nodded. "They compete every year."

"Have they ever won?" I asked. They had three guys and three girls, all of whom looked attractive. I noticed one girl looked especially good, with long blonde hair and a stupendous rack.

"I don't think so," Jenna said. "The last American team to win was from Miami. That was eight years ago."

"How many teams from America are there?" I asked as we walked. I didn't see any other teams, though if they were from another part of the country they wouldn't have been on our plane.

"Usually at least three," Jenna said. "San Diego and Miami always have teams. LA usually does too. And then there's usually a Hawaiian team, although they're not really considered American in this tournament."

"Why not?"

"Probably because their team is usually made up of native Hawaiians," Jenna shrugged.

"Ok. How many teams will there be?" I asked. Seeing one of the other teams had me excited. I didn't like to think that those guys might get to fuck my girls. But I was excited to see the girls I might get to fuck, especially the hot blonde.

"I'm not sure," Jenna said. "It's always different. At least twelve, maybe more."

"Damn, that sounds like a lot," I said.

"Not really," Jessica chimed in. She was walking next to us while Claudia and Rebecca walked with Bonnie. "It is a global competition after all. There's probably going to be more than twelve. Especially since some countries have more than one team."

"Other countries besides America?" I asked.

"Yeah," Jessica nodded. "Australia always has at least two teams. They'll be the ones to beat by the way. They always are."

"Mexico usually has two teams too," Jenna added.

"There are sixteen teams this year," Claudia said, turning her head as she walked ahead of us. "From twelve countries."

"Wow, ok." I said. That was exciting too. I wondered what other countries there would be, and if I would get to fuck the girls from all of them.

We followed Bonnie into the tiny airport, through a small and not very stringent customs area, and finally out to an old rickety van that would take us to our hotel. I sat beside Jenna and Rebecca, and watched out the window as we drove passed rundown homes and vibrant green scenery. None of the buildings looked very nice, but the plant life was unlike anything I'd ever seen. When we got to the hotel, I was shocked to see that it was quite new and nice looking. Our old van pulled up, and a young bellhop ran up and began taking our bags out of the back. I could see the kid staring at Claudia with a big grin as he unloaded the van. We all got out and stretched, and then I noticed other teams arriving as well.

"Hey, they must be here for the tournament, right?" I asked, nodding my head towards a group of very attractive Latin women walking into the hotel.

"Definitely," Jenna nodded. "I'm not sure where they're from, but they're here for the tournament."

"I think that might be the Brazilian team," Jessica said.

"No way," Claudia laughed. "You'll know when you see the Brazilians. Those might have been one of the Mexican teams. Maybe Columbia. Who knows?"

"Why will we know the Brazilians when we see them?" Jessica asked.

"Their butts," Claudia laughed. "Trust me, you'll see." At that moment two more vans pulled up, and we watched as two new teams got out. One of the teams was very clearly from some part of Asia. I couldn't tell where in Asia, but the women were most definitely Asian. All three of them were stunning, one more so than the others. And they only had one guy. He looked small next to me, and I instantly felt more confident. Then I looked over at the other team arriving, and my confidence faltered again. This team had three guys, all big and blonde and confident, and their three women were as sexy as anyone I'd seen. They were all blonde, all beautiful, and all had an air of cockiness that was already intimidating.

"That's the Melbourne team," Claudia said quietly as we stared at them. "They won in 2012. And once in the nineties I think. They'll be one of the top contenders."

"No kidding," Jenna said, sounding as intimidated as me. "Look at them. They're all so hot."

"So are we," Bonnie said. "We didn't come here to lose. We put together a good team. And it doesn't matter how hot they are. It matters what they can do in the sack. The fact that they brought three guys means they don't have a ringer like we do."

"Or maybe they're all as good as Chris is," Rebecca said uncertainly.

"Impossible," Bonnie said confidently. "Chris is going to be the best guy here. If anyone else could compete with him, I would have heard about it already."

"Do you keep in touch with people from all these beaches?" Jenna asked.

"Not from all of them," Bonnie said. "But I keep in close touch with the tournament directors. And they would have told me if there was a guy like Chris."

"Wait, does that mean you've been telling people about me?" I asked. I wasn't sure how I felt about that.

"Only the people that matter," Bonnie smiled. "Don't worry about it. Just keep your head in the game."

"Ok," I sighed, watching the Australians walk into the hotel.

"Come on, let's go," Bonnie said, and began walking in, and we all followed. The inside of the hotel looked even nicer than the outside. The place looked nothing like the rest of the country had so far. It was like the first world had constructed a giant monument to itself in the middle of the third world. But I could see that they employed plenty of locals, so it was probably good for the area. As we walked through the big lobby, I could see more people who looked like they were here for the tournament. There were little groups of people standing around, staring at each other, and us. And everyone appeared to be quite attractive.

"Woah, who's that?" I asked as I saw a group with three girls and one guy. The girls all had long black hair, and great bodies.

"I think that's the Spanish team," Claudia said. "They're probably underdogs like us."

"Why?" I asked, staring at two of their women in awe. "They're fucking hot."

"Everyone is fucking hot, Chris," Claudia rolled her eyes at me. "The competition looks pretty steep this year."

"Yeah," I nodded, looking around at all the beautiful people mingling about the hotel lobby. There were a few Latin looking teams, and another Asian one. There was one team with three huge black guys, and one pretty hot black girl. And there were lots of blondes. I thought Claudia would be the hottest blonde, but I already saw a few that were definitely hotter.

"Guys, I want you to meet two of my old mentors," Bonnie said, and walked over to us with two hot older women. "This is Lani, we worked at the same beach when I was just eighteen."

"We certainly did," Lani said with a naughty look to Bonnie. She looked to be in her fifties, but was still quite attractive. She had big probably fake tits, and an exotic sort of look. I could tell she must have been a real babe in the nineties.

"And this, is the legendary Ms. C. J. Parker," Bonnie said. An older looking version of Bonnie stepped up, and all of our eyes dropped to her giant tits for a brief moment. "She won this tournament in '88, '92, and '96. And she won a few other awards in those years too if I remember correctly."

"Those were fun years," C. J. smiled. She looked to be in her late fifties or early sixties. It was hard to tell how the years had treated her, as she had so much plastic surgery that whoever she had been was long gone, but I could still tell she had been hot once. And hearing how successful she had been in the nineties, I could only imagine what she must have looked like back then. "I wish I could still compete, but my time is done. It's time for a new generation now. Speaking of which, you look like you have a good team here Bonnie."

"I do," Bonnie nodded. "This is Claudia, and Rebecca, and Jenna. She's our specialist," Bonnie added with a wink at Lani.

"I can't wait to see what they can do," Lani smiled.

"You're going to see us in the tournament?" I asked before I could stop myself. I still didn't know how it all was going to work, but I hadn't expected to have an audience.

"Of course," C. J. smiled at me. "We're both judges this year. Why? You don't mind an audience, do you?"

"Uh, no, of course not," I lied.

"Good, because I really can't wait to see you in action," C. J. said. "Bonnie told me all about you." I didn't know what to say, and just smiled awkwardly at the sexy older woman.

"We should go to our rooms," Lani said. "We have a lot of work to do before the tournament starts. Bonnie, make sure you say hi to Mitch sometime today. I know he's anxious to see you."

"Oh, I will," Bonnie smiled, and then hugged both women before they walked away.

"Were they lifeguards at our beach?" Jenna asked as they left.

"No, I started at another beach," Bonnie said. "I worked there for six years. I didn't move to our beach until after I had competed in this tournament."

"Has our beach ever competed?" Rebecca asked.

"No," Bonnie said. "I have, and we've had lifeguards that competed work at our beach. But our beach itself has never actually qualified."

"Because we never had guys?" Claudia asked.

"That's right," Bonnie nodded. "I wasn't going to let go of my standards. It took a lot longer than I thought, but we finally have a guy that can win us this thing."

"I hope I won't let you down," I sighed, feeling the pressure mounting. The way Bonnie talked made it sound like our success or failure would rest mostly on my shoulders.

"You won't dear," Bonnie said. "We've already put you through the ringer. You've done more training for this than anyone else here, I'm sure of it."

"Still, I hope it's enough," I said, looking over at the team with the big black guys.

"Don't worry about the Africans," Bonnie said as she noticed me staring. "They might be big, but so are you."

"And they only have one girl," Rebecca said. "Isn't that like, a major disadvantage?"

"It can be," Bonnie said. "This tournament is more about quality than quantity. Although that's more for the guys. Having more girls just makes it easier."

"Is that a team?" Jenna asked, pointing towards two people standing together looking around. "Or are they just a couple on vacation."

"I'm not sure," Bonnie frowned. "I'll find out though. I'm going to get information on every team before we start tomorrow. If they are a team, they could be trouble," she added. I could see what she meant. The guy looked like he knew what he was doing, and the girl was unbelievable. She looked like she might be the hottest woman I had seen so far. "Why don't you all go down to the pool for a while, and I'll check us in."

"Ok," Claudia said. "Come on gang, follow me." The rest of us followed Claudia out of the lobby, and down a long green pathway. The path led through lush green trees, and then opened into a giant pool area. There were four main pools, as well as a lazy river, and there were hot people in bathing suits everywhere. "This way," Claudia said, and led us over to a cabana area. She began taking her clothes off, and we all joined her. I tried to compare my girls to some of the other teams I could see, and thought we fared pretty good. My girls certainly had the biggest tits. Rebecca was up there in overall looks, though maybe not number one, and Claudia was too. Jenna looked a little younger and less stunning than many of the women, but I knew they weren't going to have her skills.

"Hey, Claudia!" A voice called out, and we all looked over to see a gorgeous brunette running towards us. She had gigantic tits, and they were bouncing around sexily as she ran. "Are you here to compete?"

"Yeah," Claudia said, and gave the girl a hug as she reached us. I couldn't help but stare as their huge tits mashed together. "We finally got a guy and qualified. This is Jenna, and Rebecca, and Jessica, and Chris. Guys, this is Summer Quinn, she's with the Miami team. They won eight years ago."

"Nice to meet you," I said, trying not to stare at her awesome tits. I didn't think she was quite as hot as Rebecca, but she was close. And her tits were huge. I stared into her eyes instead, and found myself drowning in a sea of blue. Her eyes were a stunning shade of blue I had never seen in eyes before, and it was sexy as hell.

"Nice to meet you too," Summer said as she shook my hand. "Are you going to be competing then?"

"Uh, yeah," I nodded, wondering if I was going to be doing anything with this woman in the tournament.

"Good," Summer said, eyeing me up and down. "I can't wait."

"Is that the rest of your team?" Claudia asked, pointing to where Summer had come from. There were a mix of white and Latin people that looked like they could all be from Florida.

"Yeah," Summer nodded. "Our guys are Juan and Luis and Tony. You'll enjoy them, trust me," she added with a wink to Jenna.

"Oh, I'm sure we will," Claudia laughed. "Have you seen the Sydney team yet? We saw the Melbourne team; they looked pretty hot."

"No shit," Summer laughed. "The Aussies are always hot. But to answer your question, no, I haven't seen the Sydney team yet. I saw the Brazilians though. Their asses haven't gotten any less fat in case you were wondering."

"Do you know who else is here?" Claudia asked.

"Not everyone," Summer said. "But some. Those are the Argentinians," she said, and pointed towards a group of four, with two guys and two girls, all of whom were quite attractive. "And that's the Greeks. Look at their guys," she added with a smile. The Greek team had three guys and two girls, and I could see Jenna and Jessica both smiling as they stared at the Greek men. "The Hawaiians are over there," Summer said and pointed across the pool to a group that did indeed look Hawaiian. They had two guys and three girls, all native looking. One of them looked absolutely incredible.

"Ugh, that must be the Melbourne team," Summer huffed, and pointed at the group we had seen earlier.

"I think so," Claudia nodded. "They look Australian." All six of them were blonde, and beautiful.

"They don't look that hot," Summer said confidently. "I'm sure we can take them."

"Yeah, but Melbourne is always the B team," Claudia said. "It's Team Sydney we'll need to worry about."

"Maybe you do," Summer smiled. "We don't need to worry about anyone this year. This will be my last go around, so I need to win. And we brought our own A team. Our guy Tony over there, he's a real winner, trust me."

"You haven't seen what Chris can do," Claudia smiled back. "We're pretty confident ourselves."

"Good," Summer said. "Want to have a little last-minute practice?" She asked me. She did a little bounce, making her huge tits jiggle about for me.

"Uh, sure," I nodded. Looking around at all the hot scantily clad women had gotten me feeling pretty horny, and I didn't mind taking this beauty for a spin.

"No," Claudia interjected. "You are not sleeping with anyone not from our team until the tournament starts."

"Why not? I thought that's what we were here for?" I whined.

"I'm going to pretend you didn't just ask that," Claudia sighed. "Girls, don't let Chris out of your sight. And Summer, quit trying to corrupt our team."

"I'm not," Summer laughed, smiling naughtily at me.

"Sure," Claudia laughed and rolled her eyes. "Let's go get a drink. You guys stay here." She left with Summer, and I watched their asses as they walked away together. Summer was definitely hot, and I wanted to know what we might be doing together when the tournament started.

"All these girls are so beautiful," Jenna said softly once Claudia had left. I looked over at her, and could tell how nervous she was.

"Jenna, you're gorgeous," I smiled at her. "And none of those girls are going to be able to do what you can do."

"Of course they will," Jenna sighed. "It's a global tournament, Chris. I may be good, but I'm not the best in the world."

"You might be," Rebecca laughed. "I'm pretty damned good myself, and I can't even compete with you."

"Hello there ladies," a man said in some European accent. We looked over, and saw a tall, light skinned man and three sexy women walking up to us. "I am Mateo. These are my own lovely ladies, Isabella, Lola, and Gabriella. We are from Spain. Are where do you beauties hail from?"

"We're one of the teams from California," Rebecca said, and shook Mateo's hand. The three girls behind him seemed disinterested as he hit on Rebecca. I took a moment to look them over, and thought they weren't as hot as us. The first two were good, but the last one, Gabriella, she was seriously hot.

"California," Mateo said, enunciating more syllables than we do. "I hear it is very beautiful there. I have always wanted to visit."

"Well maybe when this is all over, you can come visit us," Rebecca smiled at him. I could tell she thought he was hot, and I didn't like it. Seeing all the other ladies from different teams was great, but seeing the other guys, and knowing that they would get to fuck my girls was starting to piss me off.

"Of course, mi amore," Mateo said, and then took Rebecca's hand and gave it a light kiss. "I would love to come and visit you."

"Are you going to compete in this tournament?" Isabella asked me. She looked skeptical.

"Uh, yeah," I nodded. "I'm with the LA team."

"You look very young," Gabriella said, also looking skeptically at me.

"I'm Twenty," I said.

"Chris is our secret weapon," Rebecca said. "You girls will enjoy him, don't worry."

"Is that true, will we enjoy you?" Isabella asked me.

"I hope so," I said awkwardly. I wasn't used to fraternizing with the competition before an event. I wanted to treat them like the enemy, but I knew I was probably going to be fucking these girls the next day, so I wasn't sure how to treat them.

"You will enjoy this tournament young man," Mateo said to me. "We are very lucky men." I just nodded my head in agreement. "Don't be so serious amigo," Mateo laughed. "We are here for love making and fun. Relax."

"I'm here to compete and win," I said, and his smile faded.

"You like to compete, eh?" He said, stepping up to me. I stood up, and stared him down. "How about a little race then. See that buoy over there?" He pointed to the ocean, and I saw a buoy floating about a hundred yards out. I just nodded, and we began walking to the beach. The girls all followed. By the time we reached the water, people from some of the other teams had joined us, and we had a small crowd forming.