Kaley Cuoco Meets The Fanboys

"Well fuck me running," Francis thought as all of his confidence left him. "What the fuck kind of ComicCon question is this?" His head swiveled back and forth as he prayed with all of his might for the answer. There was of course no help anywhere he looked and he remembered hearing the stories of previous contestants getting their asses kicked for not getting the answer to a Everyday Subtraction right. Only one person got Kaley's special prize that she chose herself every year, the rest had to make due with the Subtraction questions. "I'm fucked."

Kaley continued playfully zipping her zipper up and down all the way to her neck and then down to the bottom of her waist. "15 seconds, Francis. 10, 9, 8..."

As Kaley pulled the zipper nearly all the way down a flash of her flat stomach and belly button filled Francis's vision. "Velocity=-9.81m/s^2*time or V=gt," he suddenly blurted out.

Kaley looked from Francis to her card and back again, drawing out the tension but mostly teasing everybody for her own amusement. "OMG, you're right!" she called out and the audience once again erupted into cheers and catcalls. She stepped out from behind the podium again, her muscular ass-cheeks flexing with each step as she approached the halfway point between her podium and the contestants. She continued to toy with her zipper as the contestants stared at her in wide-eyed awe. She loved that look. She quickly zipped up and smiled warmly at the three guys, keeping the smile as she slowly pulled her zipper down, taking several moments just to reveal the middle of her sports bra. She took even longer to reveal the strip of flesh from her sports bra down to her belly button, and finally the zipper reached the bottom of the hoodie. She held the hoodie together again with one hand as she undid the zipper completely with the other hand before gripping both sides of the jacket and then with a quick yank pulling the sides apart, revealing her sports bra encased breasts and torso.

From behind her it looked like she was flashing the contestants her bare breasts as Kaley held the jacket wide open. She shimmied her whole golden body making her cleavage jiggle for the contestants. She had purposefully bought a sports bra 2 sizes to small for the specific reason that it made her cleavage seem to spill out of the top, it gave her a horrible uni-boob look but the delicious things it did to her cleavage, and also making her hard nipples more prominent, was worth it, especially when she shimmied. She let the jacket fall to the floor and twisted around to the audience. It was almost like the wave done at sporting events, but vocal. The furthest edge of the audience got louder as she slowly made her way around and then quieted as she turned farther away but making that part of the audience cheer louder. She didn't want to just shake her jugs like a cheap stripper, she wanted to be a classy stripper and her shimmy just seemed classier.

Finally Kaley made her way around the audience, her jacket left on the floor next to her shorts and break away pants as she made her way back to her podium and then faced the contestants. "Now lets continue," she said cheerfully. "Francis, you had the board."

"Stop it, stop it," Mel whispered trying to nonchalantly swat the model's hands from pinching his legs.

"But I want out. Let me out," the model whined.

"After the show, I promise," Mel said. "Now stop pinching me."

"But it smells," Catwoman said, holding her nose.

Francis got the first two questions right before Bill took over. Francis had edged ahead of Kevin and was feeling pretty good but now Bill was picking all the high point questions and creeping up on them as he glared at him angrily with each right answer. Bill slid into second place above Kevin but he stole the board with a answer to a Doctor Who question. It almost took Kevin by surprise when he asked for a Doctor Who question for 800 points and the last Everyday Subtraction appeared.

The crowd broke out into cheers that lasted so long Kaley had to wait several minutes for them to quiet down enough for her to continue. "Is it weird that so many people wanting to see me as naked as they can turns me on so much?" she wondered to herself. "O.k., o.k. Lets continued. Kevin, this the the last Everyday Subtraction and it's all your," she said ominously. "In the category of Doctor Who. What was the name of the junkyard that the Doctor was stuck in when we first meet him?"

"I totally know this," Kevin thought to himself right before Kaley started tugging at her sports bra and staring at him coyly. "I, ah... I, ah..." he stammered as his rock hard dick throbbed in his pants. "I, ah..." His eyes darted around in a frenzy. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..." he thought as images of the audience kicking his ass darted through his brain. "Just like school," he thought. "When I first started watching Doctor Who!" "Foreman!" he blurted out. "I.M. Foreman, Scrap Merchant. 76 Trotter's Lane!" He stared expectantly at Kaley. He knew he was right but he couldn't stop worrying that he had screwed up somehow. "What if I misheard the question? What if it's the 11th Doctor junkyard story? What if I accidentally said it in French?"

Kaley chewed on her bottom lip as if deciding if Kevin was right or not. "I wonder how long I can keep him in suspense like this?" she wondered. The entire room was dead quiet as she stared mischievously out at the audience. Finally she looked back at Kevin. "And the answer is..." she began. "He looks about ready to crawl out of his skin," she thought as she chewed her lip for a moment more. "I.M. Forman is right!"

The crowd erupted in the loudest cheers yet and Kaley swore that she could hear the windows vibrate. She swayed her hips dramatically as she moved to the front of her podium, the best place to stand so that the audience and contestants could see her. "Well, most of me," she giggled to herself. There wasn't enough material to the sports bra to try and tease anybody by doing a strip tease so she just gripped the bottom with both hands and jerked up, pulling the bit of material up and completely off in one quick motion. Her blonde hair flared around her momentarily before settling over her mostly bare shoulders. The straps of her purple bra came from around her neck to her sides, almost under her arms, the lacy material of her bra cups barely enough to cover her hard, dark pink nipples. The wonder bra lifted her newly augmented tits up to sit almost like a tan shelf on her chest as she lifted her arms up to pull her breasts up high and tight and made it look like they were about to spill forth. The audience was silent for a moment as she lowered her arms, her tits settling back into their cups, their eyes crawling from her barely contained breasts, over her flat stomach and small waist, her wide hips cut off by the tiny straps crawling down to the brief bit of material covering her pussy as her hips spread out to her muscular thighs and toned calves down to her sneakers. And the the crowed erupted in approval.

Kaley posed for the audience and contestants, arching her back to thrust out her barely contained chest and pop out her tight, barely contained ass. She sashayed back and forth across the stage, making sure everybody got a nice eyeful of the body she took great pains to maintain.

"Shut up, shut up," Mel whispered down at the struggling model. "I don't want to miss this."

"Miss what?" the young Catwoman asked as she tried to poke her head out and see what the crowd was all excited about. "I wanna see."

Mel rolled his eyes. "Here, take care of this," he said holding his once again hard dick up.

"I already did that," the young model said. "I wanna see..."

"Hold on," Mel said. "I have lines."

Kaley could barely hear Mel announce the break as the curtain began to close behind her. She sometimes thought it wasn't fair that the contestants didn't get to see her dances but would always think better of it since they used to the breaks to get a drink or use the restroom and that they had a better view of her body during the show, plus a shot at her special prize. The music finally came on over the speakers and she swayed her wide hips, popping them into place and causing her large, barely concealed breasts to jiggle. She raised her arms up, once again causing her firm tits to nearly pop out of the top of her push-up bra as she shimmied around letting everyone see her swaying tits and flexing ass. Returning to face the crowd she did a quick skipping step, causing her entire golden body to jiggle, getting turned on herself more and more as the crowd roared. "This break better end quick or I'm gonna need a new G-string," she giggled to herself. She was beginning to sweat a bit, the lights making her tan body seem to glow, and she hoped her make-up didn't begin to run but luckily, just before she ran out of dance steps, the music ended.

"There's just one more segment," Mel hissed. "Just have patience.

"But it smells like feet down here," Catwoman whined.

"Hold on," Mel whispered before turning his mic back on. He had nearly missed all of Kaley's dance but since he recorded all of his Meet and Greets he wasn't worried. If only Kaley would let him know what her Special Prizes were before hand so that he could set up remote cameras there he'd be a truly happy man. "And now for the ComicCon Quiz Show Finale!" he announced. "Here's Kaley!"

Kaley grabbed her mic from the podium and then posed herself in front of it, showcasing her tight body for the contestants. She leaned back against the podium, her elbows spread out to rest on top, her fit body making a letter T of toned, tanned, barely concealed flesh. "Welcome to the final round of the ComicCon Quiz Show!" she announced. "Where the correct answer to our last question will be worth triple the contestants' scores. The scores are pretty close so it's still anybody's game. You ready?"

All three of the contestants barely nodded their hands, not wanting to look away from Kaley's body.

Kaley noticed the looks on the contestants' faces and tried not to giggle at their expressions. "Alrighty then, lets begin," she happily announced. "Here's your question. After I've asked it write your answers on the card in front of you, which is totally different than the way That-Other-Quiz-Show-That-Shall-Not-Be-Named does it. Please do not start writing until I finish asking the question." All three of the contestants once again barely nodded their heads. "What element is used in the dating of old materials?" Almost at once all the contestants reached for their markers. "And guys," she interrupted. "The winner gets to take a shower with me. 30 seconds." She could barely contain fits of giggles as all three of the contestants lost fine motor control and fumbled their markers, nearly dropping them.

From her vantage point Kaley couldn't tell what the three guys were doing but she made sure they were as distracted as they could be: She threw her shoulders back which thrust her impressive chest out even farther, she stretched first one hip and then the other to give them a great side view of her tits, and she rubbed her thighs together to show off her bare legs. "15 seconds," she said breathlessly. "10 seconds," she moaned out. "5 seconds," she whispered wantonly. And finally, and frankly, she said, "Time. Put down your markers."

Kaley shimmied, shook, skipped, and sashayed her way over to Kevin, enjoying the effect her nearly naked body was having on everybody. "O.k. Kevin, show me what you got."

Kevin looked down at his card and then simply shrugged his shoulders in defeat before hanging his card in front of his podium.

"And it looks like Kevin wrote..." Kaley started to announce. "...or rather drew, a squiggly line." She looked up at Kevin and arched her eyebrow as she asked, "I don't suppose that's a symbol that means...?"

"No, no," Kevin answered. "It's just a squiggly line," he said in defeat.

"Oh, sweetie. I'm sorry," Kaley said with a frowny face. She leaned over to ruffle Kevin's hair and gave him an eyeful of her glowing cleavage before making her way down to Bill. "O.k. Billy, show me what you got," she said enthusiastically.

Bill puffed his chest out and flipped his card over, hanging it proudly in the front of his podium. "Carbon," he announced.

"They measure the decay rate... of carbon!" Kaley announced before waving her arms in the air, her large breasts swaying back and forth in the cups of her barely there bra. As the cheers of the crowd died down she slowly stepped over to Francis, feeling Kevin and Bill's crawling over her back side as Francis's crawled up and down her front. "Sorry, sweetie," she said frowning at Francis. "Even if you get the right answer Bill had more points than you entering the round." Out if curiosity she looked down at his answer card still on his podium and saw that it was completely blank. "But maybe it's for the best that we don't know," she said as she ruffled his hair, his eyes crawling over her jiggling cleavage.

"Her body is the reason we have the word 'jiggle'," Kevin thought.

Kaley made her way to the front of the stage to address the audience. "This has been The ComicCon Quiz Show with Kaley Cuoco," she announced. "See ya next year," she finished as she began to shimmy on the spot as the audience cheered and the curtain closed.

As the lights lowered the young model whined to Mel, "Can I get out now? I can't feel my legs."

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"Come in," Bill heard the muffled voice of Kaley call out from behind the door to her suite. He tried the knob and found the door unlocked so he made his way into her hotel room. He closed the door behind him and tightened the knot of his fluffy, white robe and looked around the room. It was definitely bigger than the 8x10 he was sharing with five of his friends. Well, four friends and one ex-friend who had tried to steal his id and take his shower with Kaley. How that plan was supposed to work since he'd already met Kaley he had no idea. "I'm in the bathroom," he heard her call out and he actually walked towards the wrong end of the large room before hearing the sound of running water coming from the opposite direction.

Bill stood just outside the bathroom and poked his head in. "Ka... I mean, Miss Cuoco? It's Bill. From the show?" He heard her giggle off to one side and looked over and saw a whole quarter of the room was filled with steam.

Kaley giggled again, her voice seeming to sparkle in the steam. "You can't take a shower in the doorway there, Bill. You'll get the carpet wet. Get in here, I won't bite," she said whimsically. "The body wash I use tastes terrible."

Bill entered the bathroom and the steam seemed to part before him revealing Kaley Cuoco's wet, fully naked body to him. Her hair was matted to her head with the water streaming down her neck and wide shoulders. She was leaning against the shower wall with her arms behind her, thrusting her chest out, water cascaded around and over her large, gravity defying tits and dripped off of her hard, pink nipples. The water flowed down her flat stomach and belly button and seemed to automatically flow to the area between her legs. She kept a small strip of pubic hair cut close above her vagina and had her ankles crossed which kept her pubic mound barely hidden by her thighs. Her whole body just barely hinted at the muscle tone underneath her skin which was a uniform golden tan except for her pink nipples and her light brown pubic hair. The only thing she wore was a knowing smirk.

"Close the door, Bill. You're letting all the heat out," Kaley said mischievously.

Bill could only stammer, "I, uh... I,uh... I, uh..." He stared at the sexy T.V. star with wide eyes and a gaping mouth as his erection roared to life and tented the front of his robe. It was four floors up and a hundred yard walk from his room to Kaley's and he had spent the whole walk waiting for someone to jump out and yell surprise, the whole joke's on him. His insecurities probably wasn't help by the what-the-hell-were-you-thinking decision to leave his cloths behind and wear only a robe. It had seemed like the thing to do at the time. He had no idea what the protocol in these situations was but it made since at the time.

Kaley giggled again at Bill's blank look. "Close the door, Bill. It's not nice to make a naked girl wait."

Bill closed the door and shuffled nervously towards the naked Kaley, accidentally tripping over his own feet, completely oblivious to anything other than her wet, naked body.

Smiling sweetly Kaley pushed away from the wall and stepped towards the trembling Bill. "It's o.k., sweetie. Don't be nervous," she said warmly as she reached out and untied his robe. She pushed the robe off of his shoulders and let it fall to the ground as she took a moment to look over his revealed body. "If he was anymore average I wouldn't be able to pick him out of a crowd," she thought as she looked him over. His mousey brown hair was shaggy but not artfully so but his body was just a bit more muscular than usual. "Even his prick is average enough," she thought as she appraised his throbbing tool. "He could be a professional stand-in for just about anybody. Well, after today he'll stand out a bit more," she giggled to herself.

"What... what's so funny?" Bill asked nervously. The absolute worse thing a man could go through was to be naked in front of a beautiful girl and have her laugh.

"Nothing, sweetie," Kaley answered with a wink. "I was just wondering how good you were with your fingers." She grabbed Bill's wrist and dragged him into the hot, steamy shower, closing the door behind them and letting the steam envelop them. "First we'll start off with my hair," she said as she moved to a bench set off to one side of the shower stall.

"Your... your hair?" Bill asked, slightly confused.

"Sure," Kaley chirped. "What did you think we were going to do in a shower?" She tried not to laugh, enjoying the power she had over the Fanboy. "Shampoo's over there," she said as she pointed off to the side and sat down.

"Um, yeah. Yeah, right," Bill mumbled, confused by what was going on. "Well, she did say it was going to be a shower. Plus I get to see her naked which is pretty special," he thought to himself as he filled his hand with shampoo. He'd always assumed that there was a more sexual component to Kaley's Special Prize, at least those were the rumors. He applied the shampoo to her long blonde hair and worked it in, building up a lather as she moaned and leaned her head back against his torso, rubbing her neck and shoulders against his hard prick. "Ohhh, now I get it," he thought as he pressed himself more firmly against her and began massaging her scalp.

"Mmmm," Kaley moaned out again. "You're definitely good with your fingers, Bill." She pressed herself more firmly against him, her neck firmly pressed against his cock, his balls between her shoulders and her graceful back against his thighs. She moved against him, rubbing up and down against him and she could feel him throbbing against her. "Now rinse it out," she purred as she leaned forward, her firm tits pressed against her thighs enough to cause them to bulge slightly from the sides.

Bill obediently pulled the shower head from the wall and aimed it at the back of Kaley's head, the suds flowing down her back and the bulging sides of her breasts. As he rinsed her hair his hard prick sat on her back along her spine and he rubbed him self against her, back and forth and from side to side across her silky skin.

Kaley shivered at the feel of Bill slowly but firmly rubbing his prick against her, humping her. "This was such a good idea," she thought to herself with a grin.

Bill stood behind Kaley rubbing his prick against her spine as he rinsed the last of the shampoo from her hair. "Enjoying yourself?" he asked.