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Chapter 23 by aroes aroes

Do I go up? Do I stay behind? Something else?

Performance Time

He is Joe, over there is Amy, Heather had been doing backflips before you arrived and I'm Sara."

My group rushes onto the field, and I along with them. Swiftly, we move into position, and I find myself going aloft. Joe’s hands are touching my exposed thigh, and as I balance there, I feel not one, but two fingers now inside my shave mound, rubbing slowly in and out. I can feel his touch quite intimately upon my clit as I seek to balance as best I could.

All the while, I’m quite aware that my naked body, at the top of the pyramid and in plain view of the crowd. I manage to keep my balance, as the thought they can legitimately stare at me for some time passes through my mind. Not that they have issues before, of course. I feel pleasure building in me, my mound becoming moist as he continues to hold me aloft, making it that much easier for his fingers to rub across the exposed intimate folds of my pussy.

After being up for a bit, I’m let back down. I do some cartwheels and a headstand before we go back into another pyramid. Of course, I’m back on top for this one also.

My jugs bounce some each I’m lifted up, and I could feel their eyes upon me the whole time. While Heather, and Amy, were entertaining around, I could feel the crowd internally looking at me, as though they were stuck on with glue, which only gained in its intensity when I was being held aloft. Once again I can feel Joe’s fingers torching me, moving inside of me softly as he holds me aloft. One on my clit, now joined by his ring finger, rubbing deep inside of my shaved bush, pressing his first digit hard along my pussy lips as he moves it slowly, in and out.

He must be enjoying plying with me, naked and exposed as I was, without the ability to find recourse, unless I wanted to lose my balance and topple over.

We were on the field for about eight to ten minutes, though it seemed like no time at all. As we returned to the sidelines, I felt an orgasm hit me. Once we reached the side of the field, I saw many stand up and cheer. Other groups performed after us, though not to the same effect.

Quickly it was over, we waited to see if they wanted anything else from us.

Any one approach us?

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