Episode 23: Moolah Rouge

Seattle’s finest men’s club Moolah Rouge! Time to get down to MONkEY BUSINESS!

“Get your wallets ready and prepared to go broke, Gentlemen! Welcoming a man/ fan favorite to the stage, the ever delectable, the diva that always delivers, our very own Goddess of Lust ... Feather!” Let the roar of testosterone begin. It was like some prize fight in Vegas. Even a bell rang as Jacki Kytes strutted the stage wearing primarily only white feathers cross tied bustier and micro bikini bottoms. A quick flight around the stage to flaunt her beauty she stopped at the far left to play gameshow hostess in introducing visually her dance partner. DJ Jared in ready finished his delivery.

“Joining her for the first time ever to any stage this adorable blond. The barely legal but more than willing cutie patootie wants every stud here to know and remember her by name. If this doesn’t tell you she’s a trooper nothing will. Welcome who we all hope becomes a lasting addition to the Moolah Rouge family. Herrrrrre she issss ... CUMSLUT! Okay, just Slut! It doesn’t get any better than this.”

The backroom roared to life as Heidi Baker met eye contact with everybody’s applause. Just as the 80’s hair band Ratt sang Body Talks Jacki stepped behind Heidi and began dancing, using her hands to tug at Heidi’s flannel shirt offering glimpses of her body to the worked-up clientele. Giggling at being pawed up by her boyfriend’s mother Heidi playfully acted shy and swatted her away. It was good to make the audience wonder if she was as worthy as the DJ said.

In a bold move Heidi escaped her shirt entirely and left Jacki behind. Heidi took the stage by storm. Hands in her hair and prowling about she slapped her tight little ass to gather wolf call whistles. The blond was on a mission. Madame Jacki smiled and just did her own thing for the duration of the song.

Noting Jacki oblivious to her, Heidi snuck up behind her and put her hands under Jacki’s armpits and forced the woman to pause. Heidi began unlacing Jacki’s bustier while Jacki puckered at her audience with an added shrug of, “Well now!”

Once unlaced her bustier was guided open and Heidi’s hands slipped under the material to palm her breasts. Jacki just encouraged her bustier off and tossed it aside. Both were topless now, well, Heidi butt ass naked. Teasing Heidi from behind with her feathers still on her shoulders they enjoyed toying with one another. Heidi moved her hands to the music taking Jacki’s tits along for the ride. One up, one down, with a swift pinch to her nipples Heidi made her latest escape, dancing around Jacki trying hard not to fall in her borrowed stilettos.

Another do your own thing moment later, Heidi abandoned Jacki and circled the stage to show off her assets. Money was flying on stage from every angle. Noticing Christopher “Trek” Glenn and his biker pals right up on the edge of the stage Heidi swooped down to her knees and hovered in front of them, crushing her breasts and arching backwards, her vibrant pink pussy up close and personal. Her shoulders touching the stage Heidi felt herself up, tugging her nipples high as her mountains peaked for a beautiful panorama. She felt money rubbing over her clit and labia. The sensations made her quiver with delight. Wetness could not be any more evident. Puddle on the stage!

Behind her Jacki had her G-string off and over her boots, kicking it into the crowd as a keepsake. Men passed it about sniffing it and building themselves into a sexual frenzy. From there Jacki prowled the stage a bit longer before removing her feathered shoulder pieces. In only her boots and the feather in her hair she dropped to the stage right behind Heidi’s head and delicately teased her own body while looking down at Heidi in her own little world.

Catching a glimpse of Jacki behind her, Heidi made a bold move. Bringing her legs out from under her she carefully somersaulted to seat herself right between Jacki’s legs and rubbed up on her body. Jacki merely let her tease her flesh, her blond hair cascading Jacki’s breasts. A hug required, Jacki returned the earlier favor and reached under to squeeze Heidi’s tits, dancing them about as the girl had done to her moments before. Men were going crazy.

Heidi Baker never felt more alive.

As the Ratt song ended the women maintained their clingy stance. The next songs melody being softer led them to tease each other with fingernails. Heidi shocked Jacki by whirling in her clutches to face her, stealing a seductive wet kiss to her lips, tongues flicking one another playfully for their audience. Seconds later Jacki herself made a break for it, moving to her hands and knees to crawl toward their committed blankets strewn out on the stage.

With a bowl of oil present Jacki coated herself with a cup and glosses her body up, a delicious scent of strawberries lingering from the oil once removed from the bowl and applied. Sharing an erotic gaze with Heidi, the blond prowled around Jacki like a cat, circling the blanket before moving in to join her.

Taking the cup from Jacki she withdrew more oil from the bowl and trickled it over her backside, then using her hands to rub it in. Kissing Jacki’s shoulder led to her first taste of the oil. Yummy! Although not bi-sexual Heidi allowed her guard to go away in favor of putting on her best showing. Jacki was impressed thus far, not to mention quite aroused by her tender intent. As were the dancers Nairobi and Tatum still in the room watching. Even as they themselves circulated in the crowd for a better look, of course being pawed up along the way. That part was normal.

The waitress Bekah resisted taking further drink orders once her attention discovered Heidi’s oil bathing. The blond on stage had continued her oil basting by dribbling some over Jacki’s proud implants, Heidi’s palms spreading her artistic hand slide, leading south over the border.

Her perfect nails slithered along Jacki’s belly, over her dangling button bling and into finely trimmed pubes. From her knees Jacki lifted her body higher as Heidi’s hands claw succulently toward a pierced clit. Light presses over it sent Jacki’s expressions toward stimulated delight. Showing her audience, her shivering revelation of promised nerve endings saying. Very vocal Momma Kytes begged! “YES! MORE OF THAT PLEASE.”

Instead of dipping too low Heidi leaped to her heels and prowled around Jacki to face her in her knelt stance. Legs wide and glossing her own oiled ass, she whipped her head to look back at her audience with a single finger in her mouth, her lips sucking the oil off as if a dick. The crowd belted out a high pitch version of “FUCK YES.” at her temptations. Wagging her tongue at her fingertip Heidi left the men to their imagination and devoted her attention back toward Jacki.

Deciding to crouch down in front of Jacki between her fanning knees Heidi scooted in closer until their breasts fought one another in a duel of nipple hard on, using them to spread oil flesh on flesh. Jacki accessing more oil by dragging the blanket and bowl closer in order to fill her cup, found Heidi dropping her knees onto the blanket and fondling Jacki’s legs from kneecap to thigh with her nails. Goosebumps followed her caress.

Forced into almost a hug of full-frontal contact Jacki doused Heidi’s back heavily, glossing her milky white flesh to a shiny perfection. Cup set aside Jacki roamed the back of Heidi for the crowd and found her ass cheeks, prying them wide for a clamfest, a single freed up fingertip first teasing her butt pucker then delicately tantalizing her pussy. Crowd frenzy was uniting at the reactions of both women, as Heidi began kissing Jacki’s neck.

With their song losing steam Heidi whimpered at Jacki, “This can’t be the end of the show already?” An answer came as Jacki lifted her left hand showing two fingers like a peace sign toward the DJ booth. The lovely goth chick DJ Valerie took the advice and fired up an appropriate fallback selection of AC/DC’s Cover Me in Oil. It didn’t get any classier than that. Heidi loved that song. So did their horny patrons. Show continuing as if it never hesitated, the women furthered their passions.

Palming Heidi’s creamy shoulders Jacki nudged the blond backwards over her heels, those same hands glossing the oil on her breasts as Heidi lay as flat as possible over her contorted body, her fingers gripping her stiletto heels to hold her stance from weakening. Jacki roamed Heidi’s full frontal and fondled her breasts for the crowd’s approving sighs, tweaking her nipples tight with a smirk at the crowd. Heidi closed her eyes at how lovely the warm oil and tender hands felt over her every pore.

Uncaring at this point where their playfulness led, Heidi felt kisses on her belly, then a swath of Jacki’s tongue that moved from belly button to between her parted breasts. Back and forth Jacki licked between her tits finally moving upward along her left breast to tantalize Heidi’s areola, flicking the nipple before winking at her audience of overheated men.

At the edge of the stage the bikers were tossing money like confetti. Rallying others to join them. Hearing them Heidi dared to open her eyes as her jaw dropped at Jacki’s tongue moving over to her other breast for a repeat performance. This time however Jacki used her teeth to tug on the nipple, lightning striking Heidi’s erogenous zone at just the perfect moment. Eye contact with Trek led to him pointing at her with a stern look. Heidi wasn’t certain what it meant.

Jacki’s roaming hands fluffed Heidi’s breasts as her tongue slid back over her navel and into sunflower territory. A flick of her tongue over Heidi’s clit made the girl brighten up vividly. The crowd knew exactly where Momma Goddess was teasing. More nuzzling over her clit led to a writhing of her joints. Jacki Kytes took charge, full on feasting for a long-dedicated minute. Jacki’s tongue dug deep into Heidi’s drenched cunt forming expressions of awe and surprise. Moans went unheard over the song playing but everyone knew they were very vocal.

Lifting her hips gave the audience a better view of Jacki’s hunger, her wink creating a flurry of cash on stage. Revealing her tongue to the crowd as it flicked Heidi’s clit kept the money flying. Heidi took over squeezing and teasing her own breasts to free up Jacki in her appetite. With AC/DC ending the follow up continued the scenario with the incoming of the band KISS and their song Lick It Up. HELL YES!!!!

Heidi’s grip on her heels began slipping, and she needed to get out of this pose due to a straining back. Sensing her need Jacki pulled her tongue away and let the girl rise up. The second Heidi sat up she stormed Jacki with a steamy kiss and took Momma right back down to the blanket. Rolling about kissing, Heidi found herself on top this time. Hands holding Jacki down Heidi located the cup to apply more oil.

This time however Heidi made a bold move and filled her mouth by drinking from it. Setting the cup aside, she showed off her puffed cheeks to the crowd playfully, then leaned over Jacki to spit small amounts out like a fountain. The crowd loved it. All across Jacki’s full frontal leading down to her pussy. It was time to return the favor.

Mouth emptied along her journey she let Jacki gloss herself while Heidi flicked Momma’s clit. Feathered boots flew into the air spread eagle, Jacki showing off her flexibility. Hips lifted to show Heidi’s brewing hunger. However, Heidi knew what got a girl going. Eating her pussy harder, Heidi’s fingers savagely rubbed Momma Goddess, her swollen clit bringing out the best in her. Jacki Kytes came on stage, relentless squirting spilled all across Heidi’s face, a face that relished in her cum, rolling in the milkiness for a fully expressed facial. The crowd cheered like crazy.

Song retreating at a perfect moment Heidi crawled over Jacki and smothered their faces together. Jacki licking her own cum from Heidi’s face as they laughed and controlled their breathlessness. Hearing Trek begin a chant of, “WE WANT MORE! WE WANT MORE!”, made the women stare into each other’s eyes.

“Up to it, Sweetie?”

“I haven’t cum yet. Guess what?”

“What?”

“That was the first time I’ve eaten another girl out.”

“Not bad for a first time. You can practice on me whenever you want.”

“Thanks.” Heidi giggles, “Just how far can we go on stage?”

“Anything goes. What’s on your mind?”

“I feel the guys need more participation.”

“Oh?”

“Can they oil me up?”

“Want the stage all to yourself?”

“They can oil us both.”

“Tell you what ... I need to go pee. You do what you want. I’ll come back up after I freshen up a bit.”

“Am I safe?”

“No.” Jacki winked and rolled out from under Heidi to stand up. Using her hands to display Heidi as if that earlier gameshow model over a product Momma smiled at the crowd. Looking back at DJ Valerie she fanned her fingers for two more songs. Plucking up a couple large bills Jacki looked down at Heidi. “The rest is yours. Make some more.”

Leaving the stage Heidi found herself alone and acting shy. Crawling about the stage she swept the money with her hands back toward her blanket and lays out a bed of bills. The crowd without any music to dampen their words expressed their thoughts vividly. Every man there wanted her. Her mind was racing faster than her rapid heartbeat.

“Oh, my God! This is insane.” She whimpered to herself, truthfully uncertain just how far she should go. Poor Weaver was left out in the cold while she was learning the ropes. Still, she wanted to see just how crazy she could make these men. Taking a deep breath Heidi stood up and looked to Valerie for her tunes.

Valerie stared up at Heidi almost lustfully, her hesitation leading Heidi to caress herself just for the girl. Smiles met Valerie blushed and wagged a finger at her. Heidi shared her thoughts vocalizing, “Slow it up, then something rough and sexy.” A thumbs up from Valerie the girl programmed something Heidi had never heard before, something decidedly instrumental for most of the song.

The tune was Come This Far by the Cranes. Mood set Heidi circled the stage and dropped to her hands and knees right along the edge within reach of her audience. That of course meant that they could reach her as well. That went over like wildfire. Money was drawing her in from all angles.

Reacting to her crowd she moved about sensually, reaching out to caress cheeks, drawing faces in closer to offer soft butterfly kisses to their lips. At six men she rolled over onto her back and lays down on the cool floor, her hair over the edge of the stage. Trek in front of her found her hands outstretched toward him, reaching down to glide her palm over his erection through leather pants. Discovering its length and girth she flared her eyes at him. While she studied him his hand gravitated over Heidi’s chest between her breasts and landed on her heartbeat. For some reason Heidi melted. It seemed intimate.

Shivering she recalled her hands and rolled over onto her belly, her heels dancing in the air behind her gorgeous ass curvature. Knowing others awaited attention she puckered her lips to blow a kiss at Trek then reeled back, her ass rising up as her upper body slid along the stage.

Hearing men compliment her curves Heidi rolled over like a dog three times before settling in front of a new batch of men hogging the stage. Eying them she laid her head in folded arms upon the stage to flirt with her eyes. One man laying a distinct fifty in front of her on the stage made her smile and pucker her lips. He took the risk of leaning in to kiss her. She embraced him lovingly, tugging his lower lip upon retreat. She had a hunch she could break the bank just by being a kissing bandit.

Hips rising once again she wiggled her ass just before another set of rolls. Facing newer gents, she slid away from their advances smirking. At a safe distance on stage Heidi rolled once more in place onto her back. Eying her targets before her she somersaulted up and over until her ass draped over the stage directly in their faces. Reaching one hand back behind her she patted her ass in an alluring manner.

Moving her knees wider prevented her stilettos from defending her, allowing men to get closer and rub her cheeks. Gliding one palm under her tummy, fingers toyed across her pussy to flutter a wave at her caressing fools. She had three hands on her ass at once. Juices upon her fingertips she pointed at one man who took the bait and licked her fingertip. The crowd went feral.

In her awkward stance a second man probed a teasing finger around her butt pucker before targeting it for a tender jab dead center. Heidi closed her eyes and held her breath. A second to react she pushed her ass back and his finger barely inserted before she abandoned them. Cash came littering her trail.

A retreat to her bed of money she lay back in it and located her oil cup then doused her frontal. Her pussy facing the men she rubs herself, heels rising in the air for a spread eagle, fingers probing her labia with soft sensual caresses. Money! Money! Money! The stage edge was getting greener by the moment.

Hearing her song in its closing verse Heidi prepped herself for something harder. A song that took longer to play than expected. Laying back she craned her neck to locate Valerie in her DJ booth. The girl had gone missing, in her place a big burly man that she didn’t know. Bathroom break? Further inspection, she glared about for the other strippers. The second stage was empty, both Tatum and Nairobi were gone. No other strippers present. Sitting up Heidi looked out over the yearning men to realize the room had gotten more crowded. The capacity had reached, possibly exceeded its limit. Not even the waitress Rebekah was serving any longer.

“OH, FUCK!” Heidi mumbled. She was the only woman in the entire room of possibly 300 men, 100 over capacity. Why was she so wet? Music starting, she swallowed dryly and proceeded in her act. This had to be some test Jacki concocted to see if Heidi would panic. She obviously didn’t know Heidi Baker. The song playing hit home fast ... Come Together by the Beatles.

Coiling fingers toward the bikers of Emerald City, Heidi nudged the bowl of oil in their direction. Noting her call the three bikers became seven, as other members toward the middle forced themselves through the crowd, body to body. Removing their vests and shirts, leaving them with a Prospect they climbed up onto the stage and merged around her. Moving to her knees she smiled at each of them, then razzed the crowd along the stage.

Bowl in front of her, between her knees now, she motioned them to kneel down with her. Following her request, she used her hands in the bowl before oiling one chest after another. From there she moved in for the kill pressing her breasts into Trek’s chest, melding in closer to kiss him. His hands began roaming her backside down to her ass with oil residue to gloss her as well. After her kiss left him, she caressed his cheek taking her leave until she had repeated herself in attending each biker. All good kissers!

Prompting them to stretch out on stage they obeyed, allowing Heidi to straddle each of them for a full contact grinding of her thighs over each man’s concealed erection. Bouncing up and down on them she palmed their chests and trailed her nails. She made certain her audience saw her labia molding along the hard cocks of one biker after another. Yearning glances toward her onlookers drove their hopefulness to the peak of nutting.

Switching tactics Heidi returned to Trek and sat backwards on top of his chest, leaning forward to rub her face along his big boy penis. His hands squeezed her ass cheeks as he enjoyed her taunting. The audience admiring her attentive face rolling along his length with expectance Heidi pushed onward, licking his leather for a nice visual of an underachieving blowjob. Seeing as his dick was still well covered. At his crown she showed her teeth to the crowd and clenched down over it just before taking her leave. She heard Trek exhale a deafening, “FUCK!”

With the song already fading the music switched to S.E.X. by Nickelback.

“Crap!” Heidi bulged her eyes. “I’m so going to get raped up here.”

Resistance waning, she continued the risk and moved over to her next target and starts grinding backwards over him. In her fever she laid back over him to feel his arms surround her, her legs lifting up into another spread eagle, heels reaching for the ceiling.

In that moment two of the Emerald City Wizards sat up and admired their buddy holding her, his hands moving from her upper body to entangle her arms drawing them to extend outwardly, gripping her wrists until she couldn’t move, tits arching for attention. The two bikers sitting up moved to their knees and gripped her ankles prying her legs wider.

“Motherfuck!”

A fourth biker moved in and ate Heidi out while in her imprisoned spread. She began moaning loudly at a very talented tongue, fingers sinking beneath his wag to finger her cunt. The crowd cheered at her captive torture.

Trek stood up and circled his boys with a cup of oil being poured down over her body between each man. Heidi was tensing up for a solid orgasm. Once coating her full-frontal Trek looked out over the audience and selected three outsiders. Motioning them on stage he guided them to her sides and let them rub the oil in thoroughly, fingers squeezing her breasts.

Another coaxing the men fed on her nipples. Heidi Baker was in a world of ecstasy. In a maddening gusher she flooded her biker boy’s tongue. Trek crouched next to Heidi’s head and patted her cheek to gain eye contact.

“Show over, Marta?” He referred to the Star Trek episode they quizzed each other about again.

“Have I made ten grand?” She hissed, blowing blond hair from her face. Trek chuckled looking about at the cash flowing.

“Getting close.”

“Then, no.” She huffed as one of the selected rubbed her clit.

“Miss the ladies?” He caressed her cheek with his knuckle.

“Maybe, Bekah. I could use a fresh drink.” She laughed.

“You have guts. I like that. Any other girl would be begging to go home.”

“Not yet. Wouldn’t mind knowing my boyfriend is near.”

“Locked out. He doesn’t need to be here. Does he?”

“Not really. I just want him to know I miss him.”

“Young love.”

“The guys are getting quiet out there. Better tell Brutus over there at the DJ booth to play something good.”

Trek motioned to his own DJ to start the next song. As guitars took to their ears the DJ turned up the song Blame It On The Boom Boom by Black Stone Cherry. Heidi knew she was fucked.

As the singer rambled his verses Heidi was released. She wondered why, they had her right in their clutches, they could have easily all took turns fucking her. Regaining mobility, she rolled over on her biker and slapped his chest hard, gyrating her thighs violently over his erection. The selected newcomers beside her, Heidi reached out and grabbed their shirts pulling them closer. Kissing them one after another they fed into her possession. The song being short led into Adrenalize Me by In This Moment. Maria Brink befitting as Heidi was on the brink of losing it all.

As the speaking parts seductively enchanted her audience, she switched kissing partners once more just before the beat intensified. Lifting her hands wagging them at Trek to claim, she nodded for him to drag her forward over his buddy beneath her. Sitting right on his face the biker buried his tongue up her soaked vulva as she gyrated over it. Trek could see her gaze switching from nerves to expectation.

Releasing her hands they went directly into her silky blond hair and offered a show toward those still in the crowd. Maria Brink inspired moves she whipped her hair about in a frenzy. Falling forward in a blur she crawled away from her seat and prowled on all fours toward her audience. She had to brush aside money to take a seat with her legs dangling over the side of the stage. Hands were all over her.

Stepping behind her Trek yanked her hair back and doused her front in even more oil. Multiple hands rose to caress every inch in order to shine her up. Trek tossing the cup to another man to refill knelt behind her and tugged her head back, his free hand gripping her throat as he leaned in close to kiss her. Controlled by his lips, she felt multiple mouths eagerly licking and kissing her inner thighs, legs yanked wide by those in her close proximity.

Fingers sinking inside her gaping pink pussy made her squirm. Her seat on the stage was losing room as her body slipped further forward. She was being coaxed off stage to mingle. Released by Trek she looked down at her admirers kissing her thighs, men cowering low to even lick her ass cheeks. Huffing at her predicament she found herself losing stage. In a squeal her body fell away and into their clutches. Heidi Baker was hauled completely off the stage.

Held captive by multiple hands her body became theirs to use. Lifting her arms and legs high and wide she was literally body shopped into surfing over the audience. Licked, fondled, groped, kissed, fingered, every hole was defiled by fingers. She screamed then laughed just the same. Heidi Baker was home.

Finally, her madness brought her feet to the floor. She had kissed over three dozen men, most against her will. Song switching yet again to Up All Night by Hinder the crowd cheered along with the singer’s words like an anthem. Fists pounding the air as she chose to dance between assailants. Every inch of her body was being pelted in kisses, even her feet. Singing to her “We’re gonna be up all night.” made her laugh uncontrollably. It was true.

Dicks were rubbing on her through jeans at every progression all of the way back toward the stage. No one was overly aggressive outside of wanting their moment to shine. Making her way to the edge of the stage she discovered the bikers all lined up shoulder to shoulder sitting there blocking her entrance. Growling at her gauntlet, and viciously being pawed up by guys around her, she reached for Trek sitting in the center. Planting her palms on his knees for support he kept her at a distance by palming her forehead as he winked at her.

“You had enough? You’ve probably surpassed that ten grand.” In her stance she felt a tongue in her asshole making her offer Trek a sudden expression of disbelief and fevered contemplation.

“I don’t think they’ve had enough.” She felt her hair being pulled from behind even as Trek held her head firmly. It was pretty obvious the crowd had not been satisfied. Shocked by her inner admission that even she wanted more she patted his hands to release her. “Be right back.”

Chuckling he let her go, his biker buddies fist bumping each other at her energetic enthusiasm. Pulling away from her anal lover she stormed out toward the center for a second helping of ravaging lust. This time however, she herself became more aggressive, grabbing at every bulging erection in her way. Guys were loving her new approach.

Heidi knew that antagonizing them was going to be trouble, but she just couldn’t refuse her temptation to create chaos. Man to man she gripped and groped just as they had her earlier. The DJ playing Freak Like Me by the band Halestorm, finding it appropriate. Each time Lizzie Hale recited her anthem Heidi pointed at herself. “Freak like me!”

Savagely Heidi went for blood, kneeling to literally bite crotch after crotch to aggravate their intent. Behind her men dry humped her ass just for the thrill of it. She just moved from man to man until they grew more aggressive on their own terms. Not as relaxed as they were before, she actually discovered dicks were being pulled free of their prisons and getting up close for a chance to touch her. She halted her biting and stood up to avoid the worst-case scenario that someone tried penetration.