Lap dance

"You know, I think a lap dance would be perfect," you say. You create another trap door in the stage behind you. It slides open and a chair rises up. You sit down and Suzi climbs into your lap with a wild smile.

"No fair!" pouts Hilda, her huge tits shaking as she stomps her foot. "Suzi's getting all the attention."

You close your eyes and smile as Suzi strokes your chest and sways to the music. "Sounds like our little exhibitionist is feeling ignored."

"That shouldn't be a problem for you, Sir." Suzi grinds her hips into yours. "You can satisfy anyone, right?"

The beautiful black girl's encouragement gives you an idea. A large machine rises out of the stage around Hilda. Beams of light shoot out of the top of the machine, creating holograms of the tall, busty blonde in front of every man in the stadium. They overlap a little because of the crowded stadium seating, but not a single man cares about that minor problem.

Hilda almost cries from happiness when she figures out what's going on. She starts dancing again, giving tens of thousands of men a simultaneous lap dance. The women in the crowd cheer her on, obviously having no problem with the show since you removed all sexual inhibitions from the world at the beginning of the day.

Suzi stands, blocking your view of the crowd. With her thick, luscious legs straddling your lap, she pushes her perky breasts into your face. Queen finishes 'Fat Bottomed Girls' and starts a faster song, causing Suzi to grind against you faster. She swings a leg off you and walks behind your chair. Then she reaches around you and caresses your chest with both hands while licking your neck.

Hilda is having a great time entertaining the crowd. You improve your vision enough to see into the crowd from your on-stage seat in the middle of the field. You see everyone loves the sight of the gorgeous hologram in front of them, but they're **** to touch it. With a wish for better hologram technology, they can. Soon the men are groping and caressing the soft, perfect recreation of Hilda dancing in front of them.

Suzi walks back around your chair and mounts you again, but this time she slides her dripping pussy down on your cock as she sits in your lap. "That was fun, but I need to fuck!" Instantly she's bouncing on your manhood at full speed.

You wish that the men in the audience wouldn't cum until you do, no matter how much Hilda's talented dancing works them up. You grab Suzi's incredible ass and help her push up and down on you. Looking out into the crowd, you see Hilda is shaking her huge tits to the slobbering enjoyment of everyone. You amend your earlier wish so that the women will all have orgasms with you, too.

Suzi's athletic legs work hard, driving her tight pussy up and down along your cock. You cum with a scream, but you can't even hear yourself over the screams of a 50,000 person crowd. Out of the corner of your eye you catch Hilda dropping to her knees and fingering herself as she cums. The sight pushes you into another orgasm that you share with the crowd.

Finally, everyone relaxes. Suzi slumps into your arms and puts her head on your shoulders. "That was really nice," she purrs. "Now that we've satisfied Hil's exhibitionist streak, maybe we can have a little privacy next time?"