Lap Dance

As I leave the area behind the stage. I'm handed a latex micro skirt and a mini tube top. Once dressed in such a tempting manner, I hear a gruff male voice rasping in my ear, "They paid for a lap dance and some ... special time with you. Get to it, whore." I pause, waiting as they point out the three customers in question; Two men, and a woman. I sauntered casually over to the table, doing my best to be nonchalant, I find myself, as even began to ask my question, as she grabs ahold of my mini skirt tightly, forcing me forward towards her

I go along with it and quickly find myself landing in her lap. I manage not to let out a sigh, feeling the need wafting up from all three. Even if I wasn't already horny already, the sheer need present would have infected me with desire, and I heard myself moan softly, as I mounted above her, my head twirling around and I giggled softly, enjoying the pleasure.

placing my arms upon her chest, I started my act. My movements quickly leave her beguiled, and both of her male companions are equally captivated by the sight. I rub myself slowly upon her body, and soon my heaving bosom is pressed against her. I let out a loud moan just for show, but I find myself becoming filled with need myself. Any inhibition I may have felt before to such intimate actions with a stranger was forgotten, as I felt my breasts becoming more and more exposed, and my hands accentuating my curves, grabbing at her and myself at the same time. I moved up and down before her, and soon I would have spread my legs, but by now that was just one more step in my act ... an act I was very much enjoying being the center of attention. I soon start gyrating upon her, my ass twitching provocatively for the guys while I leave her bewitched. She takes me with her arms then, forcing herself against me.

It seems to last for an entirety. An entirety of sexual pleasures, desires, and lust, intertwining and feeling each other, building as I turn increasingly horny at the thought of them watching. I feel her grasp my sides, reaching her hands upon me before swiftly yanking my top off swiftly, giggling as she tossed it aside. I made no attempts to hinder her in this, and I feel the cool air descend upon my bare breasts, giggling softly before her, and I return the favour, pulling her top down, revealing her breasts completely before us. I see how hard her nipples were as they shook before us, and soon I feel her fingers messaging grasp my breast, griping and squeezing them rhythmically.

I hear her whispering into my ear, "I don't think we should ignore them, do you? Why don't you play with them a bit? I'd love to see your work." I shrug and move over to the man seated next to her. He was still mesmerized, and I found myself amused to have startled him so. He caught up quickly enough, as I sat down softly in his lap, and within moments I'm rubbing my twat, drenched as it was, upon his jean-clan crotch. I find myself quite aware of the fact that all that stood between my shaved mound and his cock is his pants; a point he seems rather aware of himself, as his smile broadens, watching my every movement intentionally. I feel his hands clasping me at and around my waist, as gyrating and bouncing before him, moving and accentuating my being with him, feeling my hands wrap around his body, my legs spread wide. I find myself becoming ever more aroused, filled with my own need as I tempt them with my being.

I move slowly at first, moving with grace. I rub myself against his crotch, suggestively accentuating each move of my body. My arms and legs move, spreading to engulf him. As I move suggestively before and on him, I plant several kisses upon his chin.

After what felt like forever and yet just a few moments, I smile and I start to get up, only to feel His grip tighten upon me. I manage to remain casual, flashing him a smile as he grabs my ass with one hand, and my breast with the other. I look at them, one at a time, slowly. I manage to keep an erotic look on my face, as I quietly ponder what they may desire of me next.