The whole way of course

“Go on baby, all the way” one of the men shouts out as you ease your top higher, knowing that the lower half’s of your breasts are now perfectly in view for them. You pause, looking from one face to the next, seeing the same lust and hunger in each one, until finally your eyes meet Lucy’s. She simply smiles back at you, taking another sip of her drink.

“What the hell” you say to yourself and with one swift jerk your top clears your breasts, the sudden movement causing them to jiggle slightly. The top slides over your face, almost a relief as it hides your embarrassment of what you are doing, but all too soon you are pulling it over your head.

With it free, you are about to drop it beside you when you have a better idea, and you begin to spin it around above your head, letting your whole body gyrate in time with the spin. This new action creates a greater cheer around the room, and as you let go of the top causing it to fly towards them, there is almost a scramble as half a dozen of them try to grab at it.

Now half naked, you are really getting into your act, and happily let your hands slide back over your breasts, cupping them firmly, savouring the feel as you squeeze them, before letting your hands cup beneath them and pushing them together to let your watchers have a view of your erect nipples.

The music accompanying your strip changes again, and you are delighted that the new track is one of your current favourites, this fact the last piece of encouragement you need as you let your hands slide down your naked stomach and ease beneath the waist of your skirt.

As your hips gyrate in time with the song, you slide the skirt over your hips, teasingly slowly. Your fingers pass over the small waistband of your thong and you know that the front of your thong is now in view. Inch by inch you let your skirt slide downwards, watching the men as their eyes seem locked between your thighs, waiting for a glimpse of the small piece of material covering you.

Finally your skirt is clear of your thong, and pulling your feet together you wiggle your body, causing the skirt to fall and bunch around your booted feet. The cheer that greets your falling skirt you are sure can be heard outside the private room you are in.

You step free of the skirt, never losing time with the music, enjoying the freedom and the attention you are getting. Your hands wander all over your body as you sway from side to side, turning away from them to wiggle your ass at them, then back to face them just as the track comes to an end. You pause as the tempo changes, and there are cheers and claps from your enthralled audience as they see that you have come to the end of your performance.