"I was surprised but I understand that the judges will be powerful, impatient men, used to taking command and being automatically obeyed. I will learn how to always be ready to make them happy with my performance. Thank you for showing me what I must do."
Victor knew that the first night test was hard on the candidates but it was also hard on him. After decades of public pageant coaching and judging, he tired of the mediocre efforts of giddy contestants. His worldly professional training methods were more real and effective to the challenge. But his age was catching up with him. A week was not a long time and he needed the women's eager cooperation. He believed a woman who readily accepts an unexpected, uninvited and unfamiliar fuck is a woman who will readily accept uninhibited tutoring. Bianca had passed the first test.
Bianca pecked his cheek to show her acceptance and gratitude. Victor reluctantly let her stand. She had been sitting on his lap sideways with her arms circling his neck as one of his hands kneaded her ass cheek and the other fondled her boob through the soft weave skimpy maillot.
Victor watched Bianca exercise in her spandex suit. Her nubs and cameltoe were bulging under the stretchy material. After the exercise routine, Victor helped Bianca strip down for her all over tanning. Victor used a few extra squeezes and caresses to get her settled into the tanning booth, then went to see about brunch. An hour later, Bianca was eating her food seated topless in her thong and heels. Victor noted that the pale triangles on her tits were beginning to blend with the tan.
After brunch, they retired to the lounge room and sat side by side on the sofa. Victor introduced her in daylight to his penis. They examined it together and he pointed out its more and less sensitive spots and areas. Bianca repeated the inventory and replayed the lesson until she had a thorough understanding. Victor used his fingers to probe her cunt and indicated to her the different sensitivities of her assorted genital areas.
Later, in the afternoon, Tricia stood topless on the practice stage and answered Victor's questions about current events and social issues. Victor coached her English for positive phrases in response to the more esoteric and controversial topics. After dinner, Bianca modeled various Carnival costumes and evening gowns. She changed dresses and costumes on stage so Victor could critique the subtle minutiae of being risqué and still staying just inside the pageant rules.
That second night, Victor did not bother Bianca in her room. She had passed her first night test and he would use his limited energies for her daytime coaching.
The week proceeded apace with each new day developing in intensity and intricacy. Bianca liked the exercises and the tanning. Victor was satisfied with her acquisition of the onstage arts and skills. During the last few days of the training week, they moved to the necessary backstage training. The judges coveted private evaluations of the candidates in the weeks before the main staged event.
Victor was seated in the director chair with his cock in Bianca's mouth. She had danced in and out of her costumes, showing Victor her supple body's moves and graces. Victor opened his fly and pointed. Bianca didn't hesitate to show how eager she would be to please her judge. Victor did not hesitate to show how eager to be pleased a judge would be, rumbling out his howl over her bobbing head and rambling out his cum over her tongue. She repeated this exercise during the week as often as Victor indicated, getting in plenty of practice.
As planned, Bianca and Victor were seated in the lounge sofa. Bianca had loaded her portfolio of pictures to show Victor. She used a remote to control the display. Exotic Amazonian birds and flowers flashed on the screen. There were panoramas of beaches, mountains, city monuments, all original photos by Bianca. Victor was impressed by her talent behind the camera. Then there were portraits of people: native jungle villagers, industrial workers and street scenes. The presentation mode changed to video: Carnival parades with samba music and costumed dancers, beach noises and beauties sunbathing, then the action paused.
"These parts of the videos were filmed by others but I was one of the artists. Let me help you experience the reality of the scenes."
Bianca opened Victor's fly and extracted his cock. Her hand found a few of the sensitive spots and she stimulated them as she resumed the videos. The action moved to the Rio night clubs with neon stage lights splashing on Carnival costumed dancers. One of the dancers was Bianca, who started with an elaborate Carnival costume that slowly disintegrated as she stripped it off piece by little piece, teasing the camera with subtle flashes of furtive places.
The visual and tactile stimulus hardened Victor in her hand. He reached an arm over Bianca's shoulder and palmed her bare breast. Bianca found some lotion and lubricated her hand and Victor's cock. The video continued with cameras following the dancers offstage into the audience. Each of the dancers selected an audience guest, brought them to ecstasy in different ways and then moved to another.
Onscreen, Bianca used tactile manipulation of successive penises in the audience to satisfy their owner's needs. What Victor saw on-screen was what Victor felt in real-time as Bianca matched her actions on-screen with her actions here and now.
"Do you like the way my hand feels? I think that gentleman in the club was a bit shy. I did the very same thing to him but I had to keep asking him how and what he liked me to do with his cock. He wanted me to use my mouth but he didn't let me know that for a long time."
"Bianca, just keep doing what you're doing. There will be more opportunities for variations later. Show me now how much you've learned about my cock."
Bianca swallowed the gentleman onscreen and gave a facial look of surprise at the power of his pulse. She licked him off and went to the next, and the next, and the next. Victor outlasted some of the audience but not all. Bianca drew out his essence as he groaned and loosed his cum as she dropped down and took him inside her quickly enfolding lips. He squeezed hard on her tit, gripping it as he vibrated up to then down from his high. The nightclub video ended and the montage re-looped to Amazonian flora and fauna.
"Bianca, I think we have found your unique onstage and backstage advantages. We will practice your other roles and methods tonight after I have had a chance to recoup my energy."
That night and all the next day and the next night, Bianca perfected her advanced roles, methods and techniques on Victor. Bedroom, pool, hot tub, stage, everywhere became a training venue for Bianca's erudition in competition winning performances. Victor coached and critiqued her until he was satisfied that she would be able to garner the approval of any judge, backstage or onstage, during the crowning event. Victor had trained Bianca to handle the big ones.
