Chapter 10: The Champion

Crowd cheers as she breaks the all-time record. And still, many slices are left. So the game continues.

But they are taking progressively more time as it becomes harder and harder to get one of the remaining slices.

My wife has started breathing like a life blower when she does breathe, which is between men trying to get the slices. She is tomato red. I can see the goosebumps throughout her skin.

Finally, all the slices are out. I take a sigh of relief. Finally, this is over.

“I think there is still one, I think it has slipped into the crack”, Ramesh says.

My wife nods. “I have to find it”, he says and wraps the other hand around her waist and pulls her closer so that their bodies are touching. His other hand is still between her legs.

He shoves his into her cleavage and starts “searching for the slice” like a madman. He is licking the cleavage, shoving the tongue in the crack, sucking the flesh and I think he is also biting her.

Everyone is staring with their full attention. Many of them are rubbing their crotch.

Her dress rolls down from the top. Ramesh continues to keep his head in between her breasts.

He finally lifts his head and lifts both of his hands in the air in excitement as he shows the slice in his mouth to everyone.

My wife tries to adjust her dress to cover her breasts. Her hands are trembling. Her pussy becomes uncovered. She tries to cover it. Her breasts become uncovered. She had to try twice more to get it right.

Everyone is cheering. I don’t know how many are noticing one of Ramesh’s palms is glistening wet.