Rehearsals

The two girls from the gym followed John into his place. Luckily Mrs Richardson had cleaned and tidied it earlier, so it looked presentable. Helga nodded her approval, "Yes, this will do nicely. Thank you John". She turned to her partner, the larger muscled blonde and said "Denise, set our mats up over here. We can rehearse here".

As they were still in their yoga pants and lycra tops, there was no need to change. John felt he might have missed something there and wondered if they would have bothered asking him to leave if they had to get changed.

Denise dropped to her mat and started doing rapid press ups and sit ups while the smaller Helga began stretching and doing the splits. After a few minutes, while John watched , engrossed, Helga announced. "Very well, we are ready now".

Ready for what? thought John, but kept quiet as Helga sat in the Lotus position then pulled her ankles behind her head one at a time. Denise, producing a small length of cord stooped behind her and proceeded to bind her ankles behind her head, leaving Helga contorted in the shape that John had seen her in the gym, but this time unable to extricate herself.

Denise meanwhile underwent a change in personality. Instead of being Helga's sub, she switched roles, reaching for the stretched tight crotch of Helga's yoga pants and ripping it asunder creating a massive hole that allowed Helga's pussy and asshole to be seen. Helga looked fearfully up at her. Denise responded with a cruel sneer and a slap on her pussy.

Denise grabbed her by the hair and pulled her around, still in her pretzel formation, ass sliding around the floor before dumping her back on her mat, but not letting go of her hair. With a cruel grin, she pulled at Helga's hair, forcing her head forward, inching her closer to her goal of getting her own face in her pussy.

John felt like his cock was going to burst through his pants, as he watched Denise playfully slap at Helga's exposed pussy, only inches from her face, causing her partner to wince each time, then grab her by the back of the head and push her further until she was close enough to stick out her tongue and only just lick the top of her own clitoris.

With that, they both stopped and looked at John. Startled, it took him a moment or two to realize that this was the climax of their act and that they were done and looking for feedback. John was staggered, then to be polite, he issued a small burst of applause "Excellent!" he said.

"Do you think so?" asked Helga doubtfully, still in her folded position on the floor,

"Yes, wonderful", said John but with perhaps a little less enthusiasm than he had expected.

"but, you think we could improve. Don't you. I knew it. Dammit. We must try harder", said Helga. Denise just stood looking sad.

"You're great, both of you, really", said John, "its just that... well it doesn't really feel fulfilling".

"Oh, how so".

"I think you set it up wonderfully, you both look great, and you manage to stretch further than anyone else has ever been, even though you're being **** by Denise,... but"

"but what?"

"but it feels like someone should be fucking you now!"

"oh... Do you think so?"

"Uh yeah. but you need to stay like that", said John, warming to his stage direction task, and everyone needs to keep seeing you, so whoever is fucking you would have to be fucking you from behind, probably holding you up in the air.

"I am not sure I understand. Would you be able to demonstrate? We have a strap-on which I use to fuck Denise with but we did not think to bring it with us. I understand I might not be your type, but Denise, could act as a flubber is it? no a fluffer".

"Pardon?" said John, not sure if he was hearing things correctly.

"Denise will suck your cock in order to make it hard enough for you to show us what you mean that we should do in the act", explained Helga.

John wished his cock still needed some help, but suggested, "Perhaps Denise could suck it later in the act".

"Very well, she will do this if you think it will help the act", Helga did not consult or even look at her muscular companion while she was offering her cock-sucking services.

John stripped in a second, then crossed to stand over Helga and picked her up in his arms, crushing her to his chest, then lowered her slowly on to his cock

"Ah.... ow. ow. ow. You did not say you were going to use my ass!" objected Helga as she was impaled.

In moments John began lifting and lowering her whole body forcing her ass to sit on his cock over and over again. "This way, your pussy is still on, uh, full, uh, display to the camera while your ass is fucked!" explained John.

"Oh yes. I see. Denise - Can you get a mirror?" said Helga as she was lifted up and down, her face contorting too in discomfort as her ass was invaded over and over again. "Oh yes!" she enthused, seeing the aesthettic potential for this in her act. "Quickly, rip the rest of my clothes off! Yes that's it", she agreed as Denise's muscles were put to work, "Now soak me in oil!"

John, could not give a fuck right now about their stagecraft but was intent on drilling away in Helga's ass until he struck oil. He continued to pound away on the contortionist's ass while she pouted to an imaginery camera in the mirror until he was almost ready to cum.

"Now Denise, suck my dick"!

The bodybuilder dropped to her knees in front of John and as he lifter her lover from his cock, she grabbed it and without hesitation stuffed it in her mouth whereupon seconds later she was rewarded with a mouthful of jizz.

John felt his knees weaken as he came and almost felt like dropping Helga, but as soon as he stopped pumping cum into the mouth of the blonde, Denise was on her feet, carefully relieving him of his burden and taking her lover into her own arms and laying her down on the yoga mat gently before extricating her from her position and lowering her face to her for a kiss. John watched as the cum drained slowly from Denise's lips to Helga's and the contortionist began to swallow.

If he hadn't just cum, he would have been on them again!