Pose It or Lose It

“Oh good, we didn’t miss anything,” Regina said as she dragged me back into position next to Summer. She planted a kiss on Summer’s cheek and then moved over next to Danna.

Vanessa and Sherri took their positions. Vanessa was facing towards us while Sherri had her back towards us, facing the other half of the crowd. The music began, some up-beat electro music that absolutely sent a groove through the crowd. Both Vanessa and Sherri were starting to move their body to the beat.

“Alright girls,” said the woman on the screens as she raised her hands over her head. She put them behind her back, pushing out her tits. Vanessa and Sherri both did it, though Vanessa had a bit of an issue with her hair. “Let’s get it started!”

Her hips began to shake left and right in rhythm to the music. Vanessa and Sherri both swayed in time with the beat, not missing a single motion. The crowd cheered as the two of them danced.

“Let’s amp it up!” The stripper lifted her hands over and put them on her knees, bobbing her shoulders to shake her tits around. Vanessa did so, giving us a great view down her cleavage, while Sherri’s position gave us a nice view of her ass. Of course I was rooting for Vanessa, but I couldn’t deny how good Sherri looked.

“Go Vanessa!” I cheered and Summer and Danna clapped along in support. Regina whistled and cheered. Vanessa smiled wide as she looked over the crowd, resting her gaze on us.

“Alright, keep it going!” The stripper then put her hands on her hips and began to thrust in the air, which Vanessa and Sherri both followed. The crowd was absolutely loving it. Behind them, a thin pole rose out of the ground.

“Let’s get advanced now!” The stripper grabbed onto the pole and began to spin around on it, one-handed, giving everyone a nice full view of both the front and the back. Vanessa easily managed to do so while Sherri barely managed to keep up.

“Falling behind already?” Vanessa asked with a confident look.

“Oh please, you wish,” Sherri said, dismissing it.

The two of them followed some more simple poses, such as putting their hands between their legs and pushing their tits together, or twerking their ass cheeks for the crowd.

Watching Vanessa up there, I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter, watching just how hot she was. I still couldn’t believe that I was dating a fashion model and a cheerleader in one package.

“Alright ladies, now let’s go!” The stripper grabbed onto the pole and spun around, her legs in a near perfect split as she spun around the pole. Vanessa grabbed on and spread her legs nice and wide for everyone, with Sherri following shortly behind.

“Come on Vanessa! You got this!” Anne said as she cheered louder. “Show her what I taught you!”

The stripper moved to wrap her legs around the pole, holding on as she stretched back and air humped the pole. “Work that pole, girls!”

Sherri gripped on and stretched back, accentuating her tits in her silhouette against the lights. Vanessa, meanwhile, shimmed against the pole for a little extra titillation before stretching back. I could see that her breathing was getting more and more intense.

The crowd was going completely nuts. If this was happening somewhere else, I could assure you that money would be flying towards the stage.

“Now let’s show a little goods, girls.” The stripper leaned even further back from the pole. One of her hands rested on the ground while the other reached towards her stomach. She slowly pulled on her outfit, very nearly pulling her tits out, but not yet. Just enough to tease the audience. Then, after a few seconds of pause, flicked her wrist and her tits came right out, bouncing in their new freedom. “Don’t tear your clothes now! A good model doesn’t ruin her outfit.”

“Are they actually gonna?” I asked, looking a little nervous and trying not to be too excited. On one hand, I was incredibly aroused watching Vanessa and seeing her tits just bounce like that would have sent me wild. On the other hand, there were hundreds of other people here taking videos and photos.

But, before I could think or react more, Vanessa and Sherri were already bending over and tugging on their outfits. With quick motions, their tits were out on display for everyone to see.

If any lights were on me, anyone could see that I was beet red in arousal and embarrassment.

“Don’t worry,” Summer said as she pulled me in close, “Vanessa is a professional, remember? Our professional.” As she said that last bit, it was as if she was reassuring me that Vanessa was still our girlfriend at the end of the day. Others could look but we were the only ones who could touch.

“Now give them a good showing!” The stripper said. She held onto the pole with both hands as she let her legs spread open, spinning around upside down on the pole and showing off her tits.

Vanessa reached up and paused. To anyone else, she was building up for a dramatic pause. But, I knew why. Vanessa was mentally preparing herself. She looked over towards me, a nervous gaze in her eye. I smiled warmly at her, giving her two massive thumbs-up for reassurance. I mouthed at her “You can do it.”

She took another deep breath, then gave herself a huge swing around, dipping her head near the stage floor before swinging upwards. She didn’t miss a single movement and the crowd cheered wildly. As Sherri went to try it, however, on the downswing, her hand gave out and she fell onto the floor.

“And Sherri Wolf is down!” the announcer said as he cut the video. The crowd exploded into a frenzy as Vanessa was crowned the winner.

“Yay Vanessa!” I cheered at the top of my lungs! “I knew you could do it!” I ran over to the stage, pushing aside anyone else. Vanessa grabbed me and pulled me up to the stage, wrapping her arms around me and kissing me firmly.

“You gave me confidence, dear!” Vanessa said as she showered me with kisses. Neither of us cared how many cameras were on us. “So, Sherri,” Vanessa said as she turned to her as Sherri slowly got up. “What was the punishment you said? Loser has to model down the runway wearing only pasties and a thong?”

Sherri’s face was red with frustration. “Grrr, I’ll get you one day, Vanessa!”

Vanessa, however, decided to be the bigger woman. She wrapped her arms around Sherri and gave her a huge hug. “You were a wonderful competition. You don’t have to do the punishment. Thank you.”

Sherri stammered, trying to comprehend the niceness of Vanessa. “You… you… well, uh… your tits are crushing mine!” She separated from the hug, but I could see that she very much appreciated the kindness. She huffed, trying to keep her pride, and walked backstage.

“Come on,” Vanessa said as she stood up and waved to everyone, then extended her hand out to me. “The party’s still going on!”