Chapter 6

Brenda was serving her customers when the odd hand went under her skirt to feel her bare ass or between her legs to probe her pussy. Growing bolder, she’d let a guy slip his hand inside or under her shirt to feel her bare tit. A few touched her clit, making her jolt. She was getting aroused by all the touching and soon needed relief. She had one offer from a guy who showed her his hard cock and stroked it.

“It would be a waste of a good cum. I could give you a lap dance in the back room later on, but it would cost you a hundred.”

“It would have to be one hell of a lap dance for that price. I’ve only got fifty.”

“It would be. I’d leave you very satisfied,” she said to his ear as she stroked his cock a few times. She enjoyed the groping and the great tips it produced.

Allison found her, saying it was time for their strip show. They went to the change room, where they changed into their black, low-cut bras and sexy black thongs.

“Brenda, can you do a handstand?”

“Yes, why?”

“During your dance, do one facing the crowd, and I’ll hold your legs for you. We’ll give them something to talk about,” she said, giving her a sly smile.

As the stripper finished, the music changed, and Allison walked onto the stage and began dancing. The cheers continued when Brenda entered from the other side. They moved toward each other, getting ever closer. They passed each other, sharing a brief kiss.

After going to their knees, leaning back, and rubbing their hands over their thongs, Brenda took a defiant pose in front of Allison. She unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Brenda massaged her bare breasts, then Allison ever so slowly smoothed her hands over Brenda’s front, finally cupping her breasts.

Coins and paper money soon littered the stage floor.

Her hand went down her flat stomach, pausing at her thong, then her hand slid under. Brenda could feel several fingers part her lips and enter. The music covered her moans of delight as she rubbed her hand over Allison’s. In the not-so-hot heat, Brenda pulled aside her thong. Out of her half-closed eyes, she saw several people pointing to them. They could see Allison’s fingers in her pussy. She turned her lover’s head, giving her a passionate kiss and massaging her clit. Brenda’s body reacted to the erotic pleasure.

Brenda danced around Allison, removing her bra, and then massaged her breasts. As her hand went down her flat stomach, they kissed. Allison felt her fingers go inside her thong and part her lips. She pulled down her thong low enough to reveal several of Brenda’s fingers in her pussy.

They broke their embrace, then Brenda moved away and did a handstand facing the crowd. Allison held her legs, then kissed her inner thighs, getting closer and closer to her pussy. Finally, she rubbed her mound, then her hand went under the seam. She fingered her pussy for a moment, took her hand away, and made a pleasing look on her face as she licked her fingers.

Allison let her feet down; Brenda stood, her face flushed from rushing blood and highly aroused. The song ended with them caressing each other’s breasts and kissing.

Brenda and Alison were breathless and highly aroused by their performance. “You’ve got me so fucking hot, Allison, I need to cum!”

“I need to cum too. Let’s steal Roger’s office and kick him out if he’s there.”

They hurried, hand in hand, to find the door closed but not locked. Allison opened it and went directly to the futon, caressing her bare breasts. Thongs were slipped off, hands free to explore as they probed the other’s pussy. Allison kissed her lover, guiding her onto her back. She turned around, straddling her head. Brenda pulled her down by her tiny ass, devouring her damp pussy.

Soft moans of pleasure escaped from them as they licked and fingered each other. Brenda was first to cum, with Allison lapping up her fresh nectar. She soon followed, and Brenda enjoyed her womanly flavour.

They took a moment to recover and were able to sneak back to the change room without Roger finding out, so they thought.

“Brenda, I know we do this to perform for the men. I think we need to find some private time away from work to prove it isn’t just for their pleasure.”

“I know it isn’t just for their pleasure, and I do want to be with you too. You’ve met my boyfriend, Peter. Maybe you’d be interested in a nice threesome. I don’t mind sharing him, and you’d find out what I already know—that he’s a very passionate lover.”

“I’d like that. Most boyfriends I’ve had are such pigs.”

Their Go Go T-shirts were on very low to reveal plenty of cleavage; Allison slipped on her thong, then skirt, while Brenda only wore her skirt. They had a quick kiss, caressed each other’s breasts, and returned to working the tables.