Check out The Showroom

(This is a smut chapter.)

You won’t be able to satisfy your curiosity unless you check what’s back there, so you decide to get it over with now. To your surprise, it’s a long hallway, taking you far away from the lively sounds of the main floor. By the time you’ve reached the double doors at the end, it’s silent.

On the other side of the doors, it looks like a room in a theater. A pretty large one, at that. Many seats are all aligned facing a stage, where the curtain is currently closed. And, just like a theater, it’s dead quiet. Most of the seats are occupied, but you spot one that’s just about front and center. You don’t know what performance is about to happen, but if so many people want to see it, then it must be good. Several “gentlemen” take the opportunity to grope you as you shimmy past them into your seat. Jerks…

Only a couple minutes pass before a curtain rises and music starts playing. Your jaw drops when you see who’s on stage. It’s Samantha. Not only does she work here, she’s a performer! She wears an exotic-looking dress that you recognize as a kimono. Only it looks sort of… cheap. It’s pink and has a few hearts scattered on it, but it’s not as shiny as most kimonos. And some of the seams are clearly visible, too. Are some of the threads frayed? You wonder why it’s so poorly made if it’s supposed to be used in a performance. Samantha herself is blushing like mad while she purses her lips and slants her eyebrows. It’s like a combination of embarrassment and anger on her face.

The song has started off slow, with a tone that matches her garment’s country of origin. Yet, it also has an electronic feel to it. Your friend is moving her arms in elegant motions while her eyes remain closed. The elegance feels somewhat ruined, though, by the noticeable shaking of her breasts beneath her attire. Like you, Sam is so stacked that even the slightest motion makes her boobs wobble. After a few seconds, the song becomes far more active, and she breaks out in choreographed dance.

Immediately as she starts moving her body, the cloth belt around her kimono audibly snaps. A wardrobe malfunction! It flings into the crowd as her dress peels away to either side, showing quite a bit of skin. Samantha’s eyes go wide as she looks down and takes in her exposed form, just like the audience is doing, but she never once stops dancing. She’s handling it impressively well. As things are, her nipples are barely hidden beneath the silk cloth, but everything in between is on display. She’s clearly not wearing a bra, or panties for that matter, meaning her bare pussy is already being stared at. Poor Sam, she must not have expected this at all! You’d be mortified in her position, but she’ soldiering on…

A female vocalist begins singing, and Samantha is lip syncing every word as she continues dancing. The voice is really pretty, if a bit… artificial. Still, it’s a catchy song, and Samantha’s dance goes along with it really well. Her motions are both skillful and sexy, especially considering the frequent nip slips every time she spreads her arms out. Once or twice, you think you spot something colored candy pink between her legs, but you quickly forget about it, too mesmerized by Samantha’s expert dancing. And also the fact that her boobs are bouncing, with their full weight, to the rhythm of the song. The female body can be very expressive sometimes… It’s not perverted! It’s artistic!

When the chorus starts, the sound of fabric ripping can be heard. Her entire kimono from the waist down hits the floor. Another wardrobe malfunction!? This one is timed really unfortunately, since it’s right when Samantha’s routine has her slowly spin around. Meaning the audience gets a good look at her pert ass, bright and white as the moon. When she’s facing the crowd again, her eyes are huge as she must have realized what she just showed everyone. As she grits her teeth, her face is one of total panic. But she absolutely never stops dancing. Not once. Just how dedicated is she? As you marvel at her determination, you unconsciously slip a finger into your tunnel, already wet.

The chorus continues as she shuffles around the stage, both feet leaving the ground more than once as she keeps assuming different poses. Though her body and feet never stop, she does use her hands to pull her clothing back over her boobs a few times. But it always slides off a moment later. The next verse plays out the same way, but the anger in Samantha’s face gradually drains away. Her eyes get cloudy and her tongue hangs from her mouth. She still looks pretty distressed, but no longer angry.

When the next chorus starts, her lips form an O-shape as she slips and falls on her butt. Oh no, poor Sam! She put up a good effort, but her legs must have buckled from anxiety from her dress falling apart. Wait… no. That wasn’t it at all. Is she…?

With her legs spread on stage, it becomes clear why she fell over. There’s a vibrator in her pussy, and she’s having an orgasm in the middle of her performance! You cover your eyes in embarrassment for her, but you part your fingers, unable to keep from watching how it all plays out. The crowd, for the most part, has enough respect not to have an outburst, but a small wave of snickering and name-calling does move throughout the viewers. It’s not nearly as loud as Samantha herself, whose wails of pleasure can be easily heard over the music. She continues moving her arms along with the dance, almost like she has a robotic determination not to stop dancing. Unfortunately, her legs are completely incapacitated as she keeps orgasming in front of the audience. Despite the toy filling her, she still manages to squirt around it, getting her love juices on the stage and making a mess. You feel so much sympathetic embarrassment for her, and yet, you can’t get your fingers out of your pants.

The chorus proceeds into the bridge, the song slowing down and the singer’s voice getting lower in pitch. Samantha somehow rises to her feet, but the top half of her kimono slips off in the process, leaving her completely naked. And she makes a crucial mistake. She leaves the vibrator in. Samantha, no! If you don’t take it out, you’ll just cum again! As worried as you are for her performance, your fingers speed up at the thought of what happens next.

Sam’s dancing becomes slow and methodical to match the song. Each move spans a few seconds, and seems to deliberately show off her hips, her boobs, or her slender waist. But occasionally her hips will rattle out of sync with the song, as if she’s shuddering with pleasure. That vibrator must feel really intense with how sensitive a girl can get after an orgasm. You can relate… Fight on Samantha! Finish the song!

The bridge ends, and the song enters one last chorus. She’s at the very end. She’s going to finish strong. Even if her whole crowd has seen every last inch of her body, and even if she’s shown them the shameful sight of her cumming, she’s adamant about finishing this dance! You’re roughly jamming your fingers into your hole at this point, admiring your best friend’s bravery and upcoming triumph. However…

Samantha’s feet leave the ground, and they don’t return. During the last several seconds of the song, she falls face-down on the stage and starts cumming again. She’s having an orgasm now, of all times!? Her performance is going to end while she’s cumming! That’s way too embarrassing! Oh…

“Nooooooo!” you groan, reaching a climax of your own just from imagining her indignation. You briefly panic as your voice slips out, but you’re relieved when you hear similar sighs and moans throughout the theater. You continue watching the stage, feeling guilty beyond compare as you indulge in the sight of your friend’s hips shuddering while you soak your seat in lewdness. It’s not your fault though… Her performance was too sexual and arousing, almost like she was asking for this… It’s not your fault that your friend’s humiliation is this hot…

The song ends, as you anticipated, with Samantha laying on the stage and cumming. Afterwards, nothing can be heard in the theater except panting, and the moans of the star performer on stage. After a minute or so, she finally cools down. She stands up, looks apologetic, and bows. Then she cutely waves with both hands, and darts offstage like lightning. This is your chance to figure out what the deal was with that performance! You need to know!