Sure, I Guess

I see her shrug her shoulders, and after a moment, she says "Sure, I guess it won't hurt. I'll let you go on stage once she's done, which will not take long. Some of the guys want to see an amateur whore dance for them anyway." I do my level best to look calm, even though I can feel emotions bubbling up inside of me.

After a moment, I feel an unknown individual grasp both my skirt and halter top in one hand, and I feel them swiftly pulled down and off me in a rough, business-like manner. I feel them pulled off, and casually step out of them, and I find myself swiftly led on stage, my body very much naked, and very much exposed before them. I resist the urge to gasp as I felt the stage lights find me, the crowd looking intently forward, and there I was the sole object of their attention.

I find myself being pushed onstage just as I was; naked, save for my high heels. I heard them clink loudly on the glass stage floor, as I walked seductively onto the sage. I moved slowly, wiggling my ass cheeks slowly back and forth as I made my way to the pole, feeling my breasts bounce with every step. I did not need to look to know the crowd was watching me intently as I reached my right hand out for the poke, my naked body being closely stared at by so many. I moved around the pole slowly, swinging slowly down as I rotated around once. I put one leg on each side of the pole, and I could distinctly feel the coldness of it upon my shaved mound, reminding me how I came to be onstage before them. Soon I was rubbing up and down the pole, slowly rubbing my exposed body before them.

I danced for them erotically, getting more than a few cheers (& bills!) thrown my way. I moaned, fingering myself before them as I moved, erotically displaying my body as I danced, all inhibitions gone. I felt alive as I moved my body around on stage, erotically proposing to them as I moved.

All too quickly, it seemed my show was over. I casually walk off the stage, and the money is collected for me. I walk toward my ex, with an aroused expression on my face. I casually wrap my arms around him, and we kiss them. Soon, my share is delivered, and I watch as they hand it all to him. I don't say anything as he gropes my naked body right then and there, in the open for all to see. I hold him tighter as he does, the crowd making increasingly lewd suggestions our way as they watch. I notice then he has my clothes over one arm, and casually wonder what comes my way, before dismissing it, caring instead only for what new physical desires are going to wash over me now. As we kiss, I find myself aware that he could take me now, and I won't even try to resist.