Zoe shows her talents off

Jessie hesitated, but stepped up onto the stage. Zoe took her hand and guided her up, pulling her against her naked body. ?You wanted to see me?? her seductive, leathery voice whispered in her ear as she leaned up against her.

?Yes, though I?m not too sure why.?

?Because I?m the best,? her hot breath teased over her ear. ?No arguments.?

She spun Jessie away from her like a formal dance, ending with a dip. Jessie looked at her stunned, realizing that she was suddenly missing her top. ?When? how did???

?You ask a lot of questions. Stop.? And she kissed Jessie deeply, still holding her in the dip. She threw away Jessie?s bra, a distant part of her mind wondering how she?d done it without her even feeling her undo the latch. Unless she truly was that good. But that was, again, distant in her mind, as her head was swimming from the kiss they were locked in.

Her hands ran gently all over her flesh. She was down to her panties quickly, again, with barely feeling the fabric of her bottoms move. She was caught up in the full lips and strong tongue and delicate hands exploring her body and giving her these thrilling rushes. The crowd of onlookers were screaming and hooting at the show. Jessie couldn?t even register it, engulfed in a warm sexual rush.

She distinctly felt Zoe pull down her panties, though. She had an idea that this was intentional, given the previous stripping. She balanced Jessie?s ass against her knee and used one hand to support her head, the other to stroke her pussy. It was hardly a minute of slow, steady buildup when Zoe suddenly pinched down on her clit with her fingernails. Jessie?s eyes flew open and she screamed, squirting onto the first several rows of spectators. They loved it.

Zoe snapped her fingers in front of Jessie?s face, bringing her back to reality as she tried to catch her breath. Zoe kissed her again and walked backstage again, Jessie following her. Zoe went into a silk-heavy backroom, snapping her fingers as she entered. A sturdy looking man caked with muscles immediately went against the wall and went on his hands and knees. A taller woman, similarly built, stood behind him and held up a large cushion. They affectively made a human seat for Zoe to sit on, sitting on the man?s back and leaning on the hard body of the muscled woman. She held out a hand and a pale, gothic-looking woman with huge tits and a shaved head came by with a tall wine glass for her, wearing nothing but skintight bottoms, two strategically-placed bandaids, and makeup.

?You see how that man obeyed me when they kissed my ass? I?m the sex queen of men AND women.? Jessie was surprised to see that Zoe was talking to her, distracted by their last ordeal. Jessie seemed to just realize that she was nude, her clothes left on the runway. Nobody else seemed to mind.