The Inferno 6 - Wrap Up the Performance

"This is amazing!" you suddenly hear right behind you. Zoey has leaned over your back to tell you, actually startling you a little. "Y-yes! Fuck!" you stammer back, the continuous pleasure having you struggle to articulate now that you try to talk for the first time since the current round started. "Hmm, yeah? You like it?" Zoey teases upon seeing and hearing your reaction and switches up her thrusts. She doesn't go harder or faster. No, she does this thing where she really rolls her hips into you, a motion less like pistoning and more like a powerful, sensual grinding wave. She knows you're a sucker for that and she has your knees week in no time. Thank god for this railing. "I think I wanna make you cum for them!" Zoey declares over the music. Oof, she's certainly well on her way there, to say the least. As a matter of fact, the closer she gets you the harder it becomes for you to keep yourself up. Zoey's hands grab your hips tightly and the railing provides some valuable stability but your legs keep getting shakier. The pressure builds and mounts within your core, a tight coil winding tighter and tighter with each of her masterful moves.

A few of those waves later, tremors rock your entire frame and perhaps emboldened by the loud music, you abandon any attempt at restraint and let out a loud, piercing moan. The dam breaks. Pleasure floods through you, a hot electric current sizzling from your core to your fingertips. Your knees buckle entirely. If not for both Zoey's grip on you and your desperate cling to the metal bar, you'd be puddled on the floor. The crowd eats it up. Applause mixes in with the baseline of hoots and hollers. Down below, the stripper was just in the process of leaving her stage but stops at your outcry, watches, and beams a smile your way. Oh and Zoey? Well, she rides out your orgasm with albeit slower but continued thrusts from behind. There's no triumphant raising of her arms or anything like that. No, the moment you cum for her she stops playing the crowd, instead focusing on you entirely. She caresses the small of your back and leans in for a soft kiss onto your shoulder blade. A silent, reassuring and loving gesture in this sea of debauchery. And somehow it's everything right now.

"You good?" is the first thing she asks, close to your ear, still idly humping you gently. You weakly nod, too lazy to form words just yet. "I want you to know - you just came in front of like dozens of people." she goes on with an audible grin. Another weak nod. Yeah. You did that. And it didn't even feel like all that big of a deal in the moment. If anything it added to the whole experience... which kinda boggles your mind even as you process it. You still need a few breaths though. Zoey must think the same since she keeps her current pace for about a minute while you just try to make your legs functional again. Then, she slowly withdraws from you, to which you let out a drawn out sigh.

"Woo, okay..." you groan as Zoey helps you back to an upright position, then spins you around to face her. She holds you close and you cling to her just for the balance. Her still hard cock actually gets wedged in between your thighs. She leans in to kiss you deeply. You melt into it, the taste of her mouth and the familiar firmness of her body a welcome anchor in the swirling chaos. The kiss is a strange mix of making out and wordless reassurance. When you finally pull apart you find your hands on both sides of her face and for a moment you simply look at each other. The noises of the Inferno fade into a dull hum, the flashing lights smear into indistinct smudges. Woah, this turned weirdly romantic real quick. "So..." you find your voice again and give her a small grin. "...your turn?"

"Heh, not yet. Got the entire night left for that." Zoey refuses with a confident grin. Despite her erect state her decision isn't necessarily surprising. Zoey often prefers to cum at the very end of your sessions, usually after coaxing multiple orgasms out of you first. But seeing the sheer mess she makes every time she busts, it's probably for the best she mostly does it just once.

"Hmm, alright." you agree with a smile and squeeze your thighs around her shaft. "But we're not leaving this place before you cum." you warn her playfully. "Haha, got it." Zoey laughs in response. "But first, I could use another drink."