Town's End Inn

We continued dancing. Our bodies continued flirting. We were both more than willing to take this as far as we could. Almost like kids, testing, wondering how far we could travel before getting caught or stopped.

I knew myself that I would have one hell of a masturbation scene in my room if we were not stopped soon. I felt so hard, I could feel precum beginning to leak.

Her nipples rubbing against my chest, her leg between mine nudging my bulge as we danced, my hand feeling her ass, and hers feeling mine.

We both took occaisional glances around the room hoping people were watching. The exhibitionist in me was beginning to surface, something that had not surfaced for quite sometime, but it was Charli's doing I told myself. It was her lead. Couples were watching, but they did not seem to want to admit to it. Why were they not bold enough to encourage us, I wondered.

As we glanced back at each other, our eyes speaking more than our bodies could at this point. Charli biting her lip, I could tell she had something going on in her mind. It was as if a light bulb, a soft sexy indirect light, had gone off.

Suddenly, and much to my dismay, the music changed to a faster beat. I began wondering if the boss was not watching us and decided this was going to far so he changed the beat. However, I did not ponder the thought for long. Charli was just as beautiful and sensual dancing to a faster beat. Our hands still touched, the warmth of our bodies still radiated out.

At just the right moment, in beat with the music, I pulled her close for just a second, just long enough to whisper "Go for it, I can tell you have a devlish idea in your mind, go for it."
 
I spun and whirled, my hair swinging around me, falling back around my shoulders as my hands went above me for a moment, before running lightly down along my sides. I took his hand again and did a playful pirouette (sp) and just as I stopped spinning, he pulled me close, his breath warm against my ear,

"Go for it, I can tell you have a devlish idea in your mind, go for it."

A slow smile slid across my face as I realized my thoughts must have betrayed me somehow. Shaking my head, I stayed close to him, moving against him slowly in spite of the faster music, glancing at the stage again.

It's nothing really... I was just thinking... I have some more time on stage I can use... I was just wondering...

I trailed my finger down his chest to his waist and smiled again as it came just to the top of the bulge before flitting away again.

Exactly how graphic of a show I'm allowed to put on.

I spun around again so my back and ass were pressed against him, pulling his arm around my waist so his hand rested on my bare stomach as we moved.
 
As you spun around I thought holy shit, is she gonna strip right here?

As you danced back close to me I could tell you heard me, your smile telling all.

It's nothing really... I was just thinking... I have some more time on stage I can use... I was just wondering...

Exactly how graphic of a show I'm allowed to put on.

Damn, you almost grabbed my cock, your finger teasing me, oh how I long for you to do that. Your dancing, your flirting, your rubbing has gotten me so hot horny, I feel like a man under your spell. I wondered what you meant when you asked how graphic a show.........I wondered how graphic I would be willing to get if it came down to it.

As we danced, my cock felt so warm in the crack of your ass. I could feel you squeezing me.

I licked your ear and then whispered "well, from the strippers I have seen here the past few nights, they don't seem to have many specific rules on how graphic your performance can get"

"I have heard the stage manager has the option of turning the lights off if it becomes too graphic"

I take one more lick and nibble fo your ear, then spin you around matching the beat of the music. Wondering if you will do your magic here or up on stage.
 
I tilted my head, your tongue on me almost causing me to say screw the job. Listening to you talk about the shows makes me smile as I realize exactly how bold I was considering getting. Something about this place just seemed to be bringing me out of my shell.

I glanced at the stage again as you spun me around and then back at you, wondering how far you would go. Or let me go. For that matter, how far was I willing to take things. Flirting. Foreplay. That's all it would be. For the customers. To get them stimulated, excited, moving. It wouldn't go any farther then it was here on the dance floor. But at least then I could say it was my act... work... not pleasure.

My skin flushed at the thought and I pressed against you as the song came to a close, my voice husky in your ear,

So what do you say, wanna come... play... with me...

I kissed the hollow in your throat softly as I waited breathless for an answer, unsure of how you would respond.
 
So what do you say, wanna come... play... with me...

And then your kiss, ohh boy, I knew I was in trouble now. And play I did want to do with you, but here? Well, I never was one to shy away from trouble.

As the music died down for the moment, I thought about your offer. Still not quite sure of what your offer is, but I do know your a very hot stripper. So my feeble brain surmises your want me to help you strip on stage. Then my not so feeble cock surmises your want me to strip with you. Could I do that? Could I actually strip in front of these people and make it look sexy? I mean sure, I hire out my body but I have never performed for a crowd. Are you expecting to do more than just strip? My mind wanders imagining our two bodies making sex on stage. Damn my cock was really hard now.

I glance aorund the room, the crowd has grown and most eyes are on us. Slowly, couple by couple, hands begin to clap, expressing their appreciation of our dance together. They had been watching and had been watching intently!

We hear a man's voice from the back "More More, that was very hot" Then we could hear others agree with him

"I guess there's your answer but you must lead and guide me, its all new to me" I whisper as I kiss your neck in response.
 
I watched the uncertainty in your face and bit my lip, waiting as you gave it consideration. It made me smile that you were uncertain and I thought it amusing that our roles were reversed. You were used to having sex with strangers but not in front of crowds, I was used to being naked in crowds, but not having sex with them. I almost laughed as I leaned close to you.

I looked around in surprise as I heard a man saying 'more, more' and I smiled slightly realizing we had more of an audience then perhaps we realized. I turned back to you as I heard your answer though and grinned.

It's easier then your job. Trust me. Just follow my lead and forget anyone else.

I bowed low to our audience with a little curtsy and smiled at them.

Stick around if you want to see a real show.

Taking your hand, I nearly skipped towards the door that went backstage. I could sense a tiny bit of reluctance the closer we got to the door and I smiled encouragingly at you, whispering,

It'll be fun. It's just like dancing out there.

The moment the door closed behind us however, I stopped, spinning around suddenly to face you and pushing you against the door so it couldn't open unexpectedly. Unable to help myself, I leaned up and kissed your neck, nibbling lightly, my hand going up to tangle in your hair, inhaling your dusky scent as I did. I pushed against you, feeling your rock hardness pressing against me and my kiss moved to your lips, reveling in the softness of your lips, my tongue meeting yours hungrily.
 
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It was like I was under a spell or trance, all I could do was follow you. I saw you grin when you heard the answer you wanted to hear. It was then that i realized how beautiful your face was, how lusious your lips, how i wanted to kiss and lick those lips.

Holding your hand I followed you back stage. The fear slightly rising inside of me, beginning to fully understand what I had agreed to do with you. I tried telling myself my fear was unfounded, that you would make it all worth while. I told myself, if I can get naked and have sex with a stranger why couldn't I dance and strip in front of a few more people, although, I gathered it would end up being more than just a few people.

It'll be fun. It's just like dancing out there.

Fun I knew it would be, providing I did not lose my hard on in embarrasment. then, with the stage door closed, you pushed me back against it. I felt your soft lips touching and nibbling my neck turning me on even more. Your hand rubbing my bulge assuring me I would never lose my hardness with you next to me. Then our lips met, our tongues played.

"Maybe we could just hide here" I whispered, knowing full well we couldn't and knowing you were way too turned on to deny these people a show that they would neverforget. I felt almost like your toy, your stage toy and my cock told me I would do whatever it took to keep you happy
 
Maybe we could just hide here

I pulled back at him, almost giving the idea serious consideration. But finally I shook my head.

My extra-curricular activity outside of the stripping is optional... but if it takes place, I have a percentage to pay just like you. What happens if we disappear for awhile on company time and then have no tips to show for it. Besides... this will be just as much fun. I promise. Well.. maybe not quite as much fun. *grins* But as close as you can get.. in public anyway. If you want to stop anytime during... you just tell me and we'll stop.

Giving him one last kiss, I pulled away and went skipping into my dressing room, a happy look on my face as I rummaged through some things and found what I was looking for. Coming back out, I tossed the barely there black male g-string at him. Licking my lips and tilting my head playfully,

I dunno what you've got covering that beast, but you might want to put that on underneath. Otherwise, what you have on is great. You look hot just like you are. I'm gonna change, give me one minute. You can change here or in Amber's room.

I pointed to one of the other rooms before smiling at him. Returning to my dressing room, I stripped off my shoes and clothes and grabbed a tiny white dress. Slipping on a white sheer thong and adjusting it over my soaked pussy, I took a second to rub my clit, moaning softly. I was way too turned on. I'd have to be careful not to go too far. Pulling my hand away I glanced in the mirror and smiled. The thong was there, but it concealed nothing. Perfect. Pulling the tight, white, button up the front dress on, I smoothed it down to mid-thigh. Sitting, I pulled on some sheer white stockings and slipped on a pair of white stilletto's. Grabbing a stethoscope, I slipped it around my neck and opened the door, looking to see if you had run away yet.
 
Now this was getting serious I thought to myself as she handed me the g-string.

"Do I keep my boxer briefs on over this or just the g-string?" I probably sounded like a complete nerd, not the body & sex seller I was.

Damn, you were already in your dressing room with the door closed. I held the g-string up and stared at it. Could I actually put this on and stand in front of people? Well you did say what I have on is fine....so... maybe..........nah I better slip it on.

I move into Amber's dressing rom, quickly shucking my dress pants and boxer briefs. I pull the g-string on and I can see myself in the mirror. My hard on is barely covered and I know the least bit of teasing from you will push the head of it right out the top waistband. I check out my ass in the mirror, thankful that at least my body is in good shape. I bend over pulling my pants back up. Tucking my dress shirt in, snapping and zippering them then buckling the belt, and fixing my tie. Just as I was finished I heard you knock on the door and tell me to get my sexy body out there.

Ok, here goes nothing I tell myself. I open the door and cannot believe the sight in front of me. Oh man fantasies of all fantasies, you standing there in you fuck me now nurses outfit. Maybe this will be fun.
 
Smiling brightly at the look on your face as you look at me, I grab your tie and pull you to me, kissing you again. Jumping back away from you, I spin around as I hear a door open behind me. Blushing like a schoolgirl I step away and smile at the stage manager and go to talk to him briefly, looking back at you and nodding a few times. Swearing not to go to far, he finally nods and goes to change the lights and music.

Sauntering back over to you, I smile.

Ready?

Straightening your tie which I had mussed, I tried reassuring you again.

It's just dancing. You won't even have to dance that much. Just look hot, which isn't going to be a problem. Do however much, you want to do.
 
It's just dancing. You won't even have to dance that much. Just look hot, which isn't going to be a problem. Do however much, you want to do.

You word comfort me very much. I begin to pull myself together, I mean, after all in my profession, I at least knew how to look hot!

I move in close to you, pulling you by your ass tight against me, I kiss you. I probe your mouth with my tongue then say

"Let's go babe, we got a show to put on"
 
I hear the music starting, a nice bump and grind rhythm, wasn't actually the song I had asked for, but he must not have been able to find it. This would do. I glance out on stage and see the props I requested there... a massage table, which would do for an exam table, and a single chair not far from it. Smiling at you, I motion for you to wait there and slap your ass playfully as I walk out.

Sauntering out to the middle of the stage, my hips swaying, I reach the chair and absentmindedly bring one foot up on it and adjust my stocking, my head swinging in time to the music. Pushing my short dress up high on my thigh while I adjust the top of the stocking, I glance up surprised when I hear a whistle from the audience. Looking at them in mock surprise, I slowly swing my leg off the chair and smile, then turning to look around for something. A frown crosses my face as I look at the chair and the table, both empty, and I shrug towards the audience. Suddenly a playful smile lights up my face as I look back at you offstage, as if I've suddenly had an idea. Skipping to you, I grab your tie and scoot backwards, pulling you out on stage with me. Not wanting you to be nervous at first, I smile at you, and push you down into the chair, walking around you teasingly, my finger on your chest as I go behind you and lean over your shoulder, my head next to yours as my hands loosen your tie a bit.
 
I look out onto the stage, seeing the props which seemed strange to me, but I guess made sense with you in a nurses' outfit.

As instructed I stand by the side and watch you head out on stage to begin the show. And boy, you sure know how to begin a show. Your leg up on the chair adjusting your stocking and raising your skirt. You got such a hot ass and it continues to keep my cock hard.

As you move towards me I take a qucik glance down, hoping my pants are concealing my hard cock, I know the g-string does not keep it doen much. My pants are tented of course. I just hop if there is someone out there watching the lights will be too bright for them to notice.

You reach for my tie and pull me out onto the stage. I look in horror at you pretending to be horrified that your pulling me into your office. Secretly I am smiling and getting more turned on at the thought of my playful nurse. You sit me down in the chair and walk around me as if your inspecting me.

Finally stopping behind me, I feel the heat of your body as your reach and undo my tie a little. I feel your tits pushing on my shoulder. Not knowing what to do, I look you in the eyes. Seeing your stethescope I grab the end and hold it on your breasts pretending , but more wanting to grab them. You grab it back form me, waving you finger "no" right in fornt of my face. Then you move aorund in front of me holding out a wood stick for my throat. You instruc t me to open my mouth as as you place the wooden stick inside of it, you bend over seductively, letting the crowd get a fantastic view of your white thong.
 
I wiggle my ass, giving the audience a good view of the thin strip covering my lips and whisper in your ear at the same time,

I can think of something better to go in that mouth.

Straightening up, I toss the tongue depressor over my shoulder and slowly pull your tie off, draping it around my own neck. Stepping closer to you, I put one leg on either side of you, straddling you and actually sit down in your lap, squirming on top of you just a moment, while I slowly begin to unbutton your shirt. As I get to the last button, I lock my legs under the chair and lean backwards on your lap, my back arching up, until I can see the audience upside down, giving them a glimpse of the swells of my full breasts straining against my dress. The hem of the skirt hikes up a tiny bit as I do so, leaving you free to look down on my bare thighs, just a glimpse of the sheer panties peeking out.
 
I could hear the audience and could tell they appreciated the view of your ass. Becoming slightly more confident I raised my hand and rub your ass for the crowd.

I smiled when you said "I can think of something better to go in that mouth."

"Bring it on" I answered.

You pull my hand from your ass and placed it on my side pulling my tie off and moving in closer. As you sit down on my lap I feel my cock poking your ass through our clothes, your tits look sooo hot right in front of me. I start to reach up to fondle them but you push my hands back down to my sides. I hear the audience roar in laughter.

I watch as you unbutton my shirt and push it off my shoulders slightly. I suddenly get the distinct feeling that you are planning on getting me naked before you.

Those thoughts went to the back of my mind when I watched as you leaned back, arching your back and looking at the audience. the view I had was much better, your pussy lips swollen, moist, I could not help myself. I kind of lost my thoughts and my hand went in between your thighs, rubbing your pussy
 
I gasped in surprise as I felt your hand against my soaked thong... not wanting you to stop, I slowly reached up and unbuttoned my top button while still leaning backwards, my breasts threatening to spill out when it popped free. Licking my full lips, I smiled at the audience, unsure how much of what you were doing they could see, and I tried so hard not to squirm, wanting to feel more. Popping open the next button, I cupped my breasts to keep them from coming free, teasing the people who could see. Winking at them, I sat up and squirmed for a moment against your hand, staring into your eyes as I did so, my breath coming harder. Not wanting to move, but knowing I better before we got carried away, I kicked one leg up high and it swung completely over your head as I turned around, still sitting on your lap, but with my back to you now, facing the audience.

I kicked my shoes off and stood slowly, my hands still cupping my breasts, keeping them inside the outfit. Swaying for a moment, teasing them.. just when they thought I would let go, I turned back to you and raised one stocking'd leg up, propping my foot between your legs on the edge of the chair, my toes nudging your crotch. Smiling at you, I leaned over and slid your shirt the rest of the way off and dropped it to the floor. Pointing at my stocking, I pretended to roll it down my leg, glancing at the audience and laughing when they pointed at you. Turning back to you, I waited....
 
I am sitting there exposed from my waist up and in a complete trance. Your dance is so fucking sexy. I can't keep my hands off you. When you leaned to take my shirt off, my face was totally in your breasts and I snuck in a few licks and kisses, soaking up your scent.

Then you place your foot right between my legs, your toes tickle my balls. I heard the audience laughing wondering what was so funny. I reach up with my hands, looking you in the eyes, I reached up high on your thighs to begin rolling the stocking down. When it seemed like this met with your apporval I leaned in and kissed and licked your thigh as my fingers slowly rolled the stocking down to your ankle and off. I placed your foot back between my legs, but this time on my cock so your could definitely tell this was turning me on.
 
Steve

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Sophia grins at his cock and licks her lips, looking up into his eyes as she wraps her mouth around the head of his cock. "You definitely meet with my approval baby," she says, wrapping her mouth again around him, her hands on his ass.

She'd wanted this moment for so long. She'd imagined his cock in her mouth and now it was. She loved the taste of his penis, the smooth meat sliding all the way down her throat.

Steve just couldn't believe how fast she had moved. She had so quickly reached for his cock, all he could do was watch as she wrapped her lips arround him, feeling her hands on his ass. He was sorry to say that even though he wasn't a virgin, this was his first blow job. Her throat felt so good. "Sorry, baby but this is my first blow job."

He feels her mouth tighten on him as she smiles. The feel of her hands pushing him in deeper as she goes, just turn him on even more. He leans back, moaning, hoping she will hold him up. Her hands have no problem helping his balance and push him in a bit farther. His large cock is deeply down her throat. He feels her teeth softly on him, her toungue moving arround.
 
Shivering almost imperceptibly as you took the stocking off, it almost made me lose my rhythm, but soon my hips were undulating again as I took the stocking and tossed it over my shoulder. My toes wiggled against your cock, teasing you, a smile on my lips as I felt how hard you were. I switched legs and let you take the other stocking off, it soon joining the first.

Standing in front of you, I leaned over and listened to your heart with the stethoscope, giving the audience a thumbs up eventually before dropping it to the floor. I circled the chair again, my finger teasing against your nipples until I reached the front of you again, dropping to the floor in front of you, my back to you, my legs parted slightly so the audience could see up my skirt. I lifted each of your feet into my lap and removed your shoes, along with your socks. Kissing the top of each foot, I stood again, this time pulling you with me, pressing against you in a slow dance, similar to how we had been on the dance floor. My back to you, your cock pressed against my ass, your arms around my waist in front of me. As we moved, I laid my head back on your shoulder and guided your hands to the buttons still remaining on my dress.
 
Sophia pulls her mouth off of him and grins, pushing him down onto the bed, kneeling in front of him. She rubs her breasts against his cock, surrounding it with her tits. She growls as she begins to slides her tits up and down his shaft, constantly sucking on the head, moaning against it.

Looking up at him as she pulls back, she stares into his eyes as she strokes his hard penis, feeling the strength of it, moaning, knowing that in a few short moments, she'll be riding it.

"Would you like to lick my pussy, Steve?" she asks, standing up and walking around the bed, sliding under the heavy blankets and beckoning him to join her.
 
Your finger on my nipple, teasing it, making it very hard. I watch as you move around and in between my legs. Slowly and seuctively you remove my shoes and socks. I'm sure you could feel my cock twitch as your kiss my feet.

Then back up standing and dancing slowly with you, your back to me, I move with your rubbing my cock against your ass. You guide my hands to the few remaining buttons on your dress. Thinking boy, this audience she is going to like what they see now.

I undo the buttons and slide your dress off your shoulders. Then using my hands I cup your breasts, almost as if to hide them from the audience.

Now your down to just your thong and the audience is going crazy. You lean your head back on my shoulder and I turn to kiss you. Our lips meet and our tongues begin to play. Your body feels so warm and soft against mine
 
The dress slides off my body without a sound and I use one foot to push it away, still moving with you. I smile as your hands hide my breasts, trying to concentrate on still dancing and not how good it felt as you cupped them, your fingers moving lightly on my pert nipples. My head turns to kiss you and I completely forget the audience as the kiss grows deeper, our tongues dancing sensualy together. After a long moment, a whistle from in front of the stage breaks my spell and I pull back and look into your eyes.

Smiling, I cover your hands with my own and slowly pull them away, putting them on my hips as we move, my breasts bare now for the audience to see. Giving them a long look, I step fowards away from you, missing the contact of skin against skin almost immediately. Spinning away, I flash a grin over my shoulder at the people watching before looking back at you. My hands go to your waist and begin toying with your pants, bending at the waist and flashing my ass towards the audience. Unzipping your pants, I smile up at you as I slowly push them down your hips, still bending over rather then going to my knees, making sure the audience has a good view of the sheer thong. Your pants reach the floor and I'm bent nearly in half, and I look at the audience through my legs and grin as you step out of your pants.
 
So totally turned on by you I feel mesmerized. I watch as oyu dance, watch as you taunt both me and the audience. I feel you hands on my waist, undoing my belt. I look down, your face awfully close to my crotch. The audience coaxing you on...they are definitely enjoying the view of your ass. I feel your fingers sliding my zipper down, my pants slowly sliding down my legs. I glance down and your still bent over giving the audience a the view of your pussy they want. Your mouth begins blowing on my abs and then goes lower making my cock twitch. I feel your hands on my butt. I reach out and stroke your hair, trying to reach down further to your thong. The crowd is enjoying your performance tremendously, encouraging you on with their whistles and cheers.
 
I tremble a bit as your hands wind in my hair for a moment before sliding down my back. Pushing your pants aside, I wiggle my ass before dropping to my knees and pushing your legs apart. Grinning up at you and blowing you a kiss, I arch my back and crawl through your legs slowly, feeling your hands slide along my ass as I do so, your fingers rubbing my wetness through the sheer fabric.

Coming up behind you, I reverse our positions and press up against your back, my nipples rubbing against your back, my hands running lightly down your sides as I nibble your neck.
 
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