Private Dancer

I met Kristen and Kathy last year at the Pink Pussy~ sex club. I had been working
there for almost 6 months at the time, and I remember seeing them walk into the
bar area and sit down to have a drink or conversation. It was unusual to see
women on their own at a place like the Pink Pussy~. It usually meant they were
gay. But this couple didn't look that way to me, and believe me I can usually
tell.

I was in the middle of my act on stage when they came in and I couldn't see them
that well, but the thing that struck me was that they seemed too young to be
there, and the one with almost white blonde hair had a magnetism for me, I just
couldn't take my eyes off her, well not until Kurt jammed his big weenie into my
mouth that is.

At that point I lost track of the two girls. I had only been on stage for about
20 minutes and we were about to start the really wilds stuff. The act was very
popular with the customers, and I had a lot to do. I had to concentrate because
it's not easy taking some- thing that big all the way to the hilt. Kurt began to
thrust his big dick into my mouth, and I went into my act - I let him push me
back onto the floor of the stage, and he began to penetrate my mouth as deeply as
he would any other woman's vagina.

Believe me when I say it, taking a man's erect penis all the way to the hilt,
into ones' throat, takes a certain talent. Most women can not do this, no matter
how hard they try. The gag reflex is a very hard thing to circumvent. But this
was part of our act.

So Kurt was pumping himself in and out of my throat, and I was massaging his big
heavy balls. The act required us to look as though we were people from the
audience who went up on stage to have sex in front of the crowd. Many of the
audience would follow us as the evening wore on. But we were some of the first to
do it.

I always like exhibiting myself to a crowd. I am proud of my body, and work hard
to keep it just right. (I have enclosed my picture with this story. It's the one
that Kristen and Kathy saw displayed inside the private lobby, that is behind the
regular night-club. They show all of our pictures so the people won't be upset if
they notice that we are not really just one of the crowd. You'll like my picture,
it's my favorite one.)

As Kurt started to get excited, and I can always tell when that happens, he began
to pump my throat harder, then as planned, at the last moment he pulled out and
sprayed me with a healthy load of his sperm. My thing is to try and catch it in
my mouth as he kneels at my side and jerks his wanger wildly about. It's always
very messy, and the audience loves it, they were already on their feet cheering
us on.

Kurt's such a good boy, I really can't imagine too many men who would be able to
come two or three times a night in front of a crowd of people. I think if I were
a man, I'd get so blasˇ about sex, that I'd have a hard time ejaculating. Well
maybe not, because I do get to orgasm many times on stage, and I've been doing
this for a while.

As Kurt finished his masturbation show, and lowered his beautiful firm body onto
mine, rubbing his sperm between our bodies, I was able to look out into the
audience again. Of course I was pretending to be totally over-come with passion,
as Kurt lowered his big penis down between my legs. As he held his still hard
shaft at my pussy-lips - I rolled my eyes and grunted as he thrust into me,
falling heavily on top of me. While he was thrusting into me, I was able to look
at the audience, and could see the two girls again.

They had moved to a table toward the front. (The management always gives the
attractive women ring-side tables, go figure.) And the young blonde was watching
us intently. Her friend looked like she was much more experienced, and wasn't
watching as closely, she looked like she was sizing up the men in the room.

Kurt finally went into his orgasm act, and I with him. He started to pound into
me, and I wrapped my legs around his bottom and started to meet his thrusts. I
was really starting to enjoy his cock thrusts; he could be a real machine after
his first orgasm of the night. He started to grunt loudly, pretending to come in
me, and I knew he was going to call it quits before I got myself off, so I
grabbed him and rolled on top. There was no way he was going to leave me in one
of those needy places I thought.

I started to ride Kurt as if he were one of those mechanical bulls you see in
some of those fake western night clubs. I was really enjoying myself now. As I
rode Kurt's cock I looked down at the girl and could see she was right there with
me. She was holding her breath, and you could tell that nothing else was
penetrating her consciousness, it was as if I was performing for her alone.

She looked so sexy, looking up at me with that innocent lust in her eyes, I felt
myself getting so excited that an orgasm began to rise up within my body, almost
without my knowing it. As I came on Kurt's big dick, as my body shook in it's
mindless orgasmic state, I looked into the young girl's eyes, and we connected.
She was there with me, it was wonderful.

Of course Kurt being the consummate professional came right along with me, and
our show reached a sexual height that most couples just dream about. We finally
collapsed into a sweating, sticky heap, breathing like a couple of blacksmith
bellows. Finally I stood up and so did Kurt, and we gave our signature smiles to
every- one as we pranced off the stage to the side exit.

"Well, that was wonderful, Kurt, thank you. You always surprise me with your
technique, just when I think I'll have to pretend, you get me horny."

Kurt smiled, and in his Bavarian accent said, "Gretchen, you're just too hot to
pretend, that's why I like to perform with you. You're always my first choice. .
. Well off to the showers, we've got two hours before we're on again." And with
that he walked naked down the hall with his magnificent wanger swaying in front
of him.

-=*=-

You might think with all the sex we get that we'd become blasˇ about it, but
you'd be wrong. Sure, as far as being naked around people, you get used to that,
but having sex in front of people is always a turn-on. Suddenly remembering my
little blonde, I hurried to my dressing room and took a quick shower. The time
between shows was our own. We could kick back and relax, or we can go out into
the crowd, and maybe do a little private dancing.

Private dancing is where the huge money was. A talented girl, or guy for that
matter, can make a lot in one night. I once got a 10 grand fee for only about 20
minutes work, but that's unusual, though I keep my eyes peeled for those rich
Arabs now.

But really, my normal take every night is around 2 to 3 thousand, not counting
the money I get from the club. That's taxable, the rest isn't. At any rate it
will serve to tell you my state of mind when I tell you that I wasn't thinking
about private dancing at that moment. I was thinking about that little blonde out
in the audience.

As I finished my shower and douche, I looked around for something appropriate to
wear. I picked out a French T, which is nothing more that a silk dress, that
could have been the normal girls T-shirt. But as I looked at myself in the
mirror, I couldn't help but think that most women would be scared stiff to wear
something as revealing as this in public. It showed every curve, and plain of my
body. I think it even shows the little goose bumps around my aureoles through the
material. After admiring my body for a moment longer, I bounced enthusiastically
out the door and into the main room, to see my new potential playmates.

I wasn't sure if they had stayed, but was hope- ful. I kept remembering that look
in the younger girl's eyes. And yes! There they were. I could see them talk- ing
and giggling about something. For just a second, I wasn't sure what to do. I
didn't know if they would welcome my intrusion, but I really wanted to meet them,
especially the blonde girl, she intrigued me so. I bucked up my courage, and
walked over to their table, ignoring all the usual offers from the customers.

"Hello, my name is Gretchen, can I sit with you for a moment?" They both looked
up at me. The older one just smiled, but the younger girl looked startled, and it
appeared to me that she shivered in fear. . . but maybe it was my imagination.

"Why of course, we loved your show. . . we were just talking about you." the
older girl said. She was an American, I thought they might be. For some reason
Americans stick out in Europe, I guess Europeans pro- bably do the same there.
The older girl continued, "My name is Kathy, and this is Kristen. I can't tell
you how sexy you looked up there."

"Thank you, coming from such a good looking member of our gender, I consider that
an important complement. Have you been here before?"

"No, we're in Germany for the International figure skating competitions in
Nuremberg, and had a few days on our own, and well, I've heard of this place, and
just had to visit while we had the chance." Kathy rushed her words together in
excitement.

"And you, what do you think of the night?" I looked closely at the other girl,
and was still as intrigued as the first time I had seen her. She looked so
innocent, but I could tell there was some kind of kindred spirit lurking behind
those big blue eyes. I continued to sit there looking at her, as the silence
stretched out between us, then finally, she started, as if she'd been shocked by
electricity, and her beautiful young face began to flush a very inviting pink.

"I. . . I . . .I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare at you, it's just that I. . . I
don't really know what you said. I was so caught up in you, that I wasn't hearing
anything. I'm really very sorry, please forgive me. . ."

"My lovely little friend, I forgive you anything please do not be sorry, I have
also enjoyed looking at you. I smiled at her, hoping that things would go as I
had planned them. But I hadn't known that they were American's before, I would
have if I'd given it any consideration, and we all know how prudish American's
are, But I felt I still might make a new friend if I put a little effort into it.

By now there was another couple on the stage. These were amateurs, but I had to
admit they looked pretty good undressed. "Kristen, you didn't answer me, are you
enjoying yourself this evening?"

"Oh yes, I didn't think I would, but Kathy talked me into coming, and I can't
begin to tell you what a sexy thing this place is." She said this with such
enthusiasm, it charmed me to the heart.

"What did you think of Kurt and I on stage?"

"I have never been as turned-on in my life. I never thought that sex could be so,
so, sexy before. You almost made me want to join in." Kristen giggled nervously
as she said the last sentence. That was my cue - what a lovely girl to offer me
such a chance.

"Kristen, Kathy, would you like to perform for the audience?" I looked at both
girls, and I thought that they truly would make excellent performers. I think
that maybe it was their ice skating that made their bodies so shapely, I could
tell that they would look good, but would they do it?

Kristen said, "Oh no, I could never do that, honest, I'd die of embarrassment.
You do it Kathy, you would be wonderful."

"Kristen is a virgin, that's why she's being so shy. But I have to agree, I
wasn't thinking about performing or anything like that, I just wanted to see some
hot sex stuff." Kathy looked a little nervous, but I noticed a glint in her eyes.

"A pretty girl like you? still a virgin? It's hard for me to believe this, how
old are you Kristen?"

"I was 18 last February, and I guess I'm weird, but between school and trying to
be a professional skater I haven't had a lot of time for dating, and boys and
things. . . and I don't need to be ridiculed about it." Kristen shot a withering
glance at her friend.

"I didn't mean to do that Kristen, honest I didn't. I just thought there was some
kind of connec- tion between us, and thought you would like to perform. It could
be just you and me. . . and Kathy too, if she would. . .? You know you won't be
here that long, and this might be your only chance to do it. Many women do it
here, just once, it is an unusual chance to let oneself go, just once in a life
time. You might find that it is as wonderful, as it looked. And I don't just ask
anyone you know."

"I don't want to get pregnant or take the chance of having it happen. I admit
that the whole thing ex- cites me, but there are diseases and the pregnancy
thing, it's just out of the question." Kristen said this with the cutest firmness
in her voice, it made me smile.

"Sweety, I wouldn't let anything happen to you. Just so you know, the
professionals who perform here make as much as $600,000 a year, and wouldn't want
to get pregnant, or contract some kind of disease. Kurt has had a vasectomy, and
couldn't make his own mother pregnant. But I was thinking about just us girls.
Come on Kristen, give it some thought. I can see us up there I know the crowd
would go wild to see you." I noticed that Kathy seemed to be thinking about what
I had just said.

I remembered my first time. I wasn't a virgin or anything, but it was a great
thrill. To get up in front of 50 people and have sex with someone makes the heart
pound like nothing else. I still remember that first time, I just let it happen
to me. I just re- sponded to his touch, and let him do anything he wanted to me.
I think I had more orgasms that night than I ever had before or since. It was
like every nerve ending in my body was on fire. I said, "Kristen, you will never
have better sex than with me, I guarantee it to you. You don't have to do
anything - let me take you through it. And Kathy, I know you would love it,
please what do you say. Our show will be starting within the hour, and I'd just
love to include you two."

Kathy had a glazed look in her eyes, but said, "Sure why not? I think I really
wanted to do it all the time, come on Kristen lets do it, it'll be fun, and you
don't have to do anything you don't want to up there. I've seen you in the shower
at practice, and I can tell you that you have nothing to be embarrassed about.
This is a once in a life time experience, and if we don't do it, we'll always
wonder what it would have been like."

"Kathy! I can't believe you said that! Kristen said with shock in her voice.

I could tell that Kristen usually went along with her friend if pressure was
applied, and I really wanted to have sex with this girl. So I pushed just a
little more, "Kristen, this will be a fling for you In a few days you'll be going
home to America, where there is nothing like this. It's perfectly safe, with
professionals, and believe me when I say it will be a memory that will stay with
you for the rest of your life."

"Well. . . I don't know. . . I've never even imagined doing anything like this
before." Kristen's resolve was breaking down, I could see it. I looked at Kathy,
nodding toward her friend in a silent appeal. Kathy got the idea and piped up,
"Come on Krissy, let's do it, I dare you to. I'll do it if you do, come on."

"Well. . . I guess it would be something really different, but I don't have the
faintest idea what to do?"

I jumped up with a slight thrill running through my body, "Follow me ladies, I'll
take you back stage, and we'll go over the performance." And with that I took the
girls by the hand, and we quickly left the front room. I noticed some of the more
experienced customers eyeing the girls, leaning their heads together to discuss
the possibilities, knowing that they had been talked into doing a performance.

We went directly to my room, and I buzzed Kurt and told him to stop in and see
me, that I had a couple of beautiful women I wanted him to meet. Kurt being Kurt,
was there in a flash. "Ahh. . . yes, they are quite exquisite, Gretchen, I would
like to perform with them very much. Hello ladies, did Gretchen tell you about
me?"

Kathy said in a small voice, "We saw your last performance."

"That is very good. Did you like our act?"

Kristen jumped in saying, "Oh you were marvelous I hadn't even imagined that sex
could be like that."

Kurt looked a little taken aback at this, and shot a glance at me, with a
question in his handsome eyes. "Yes Kurt, Kristen is a virgin, but she seems
willing to perform."

"We have never done it with a virgin before Gretchen, is this wise?" Kurt asked,
wonder sounding in his voice.

"I'll take care of Kristen, you perform with Kathy, I'm sure she can handle you."
I chuckled. "And if Kristen wants to do more, we'll let her, OK?"

"Sounds fine, but you should get them ready now, our act goes on in 25 minutes.
See you ladies a little later, I'm really looking forward to it." Kurt gave Kathy
a long smoldering look as he padded from the room. Kathy's eyes followed his
body, with the look of a child in a candy store.

With Kurt out of the way, I turned to the girls and said, "OK now you need to
strip for me." They stood there wide eyed in front of me, but didn't move. So I
walked up to Kristen, and began to unbutton her blouse. She just stood there
silently watching me undress her. I pushed her open blouse back off her
shoulders, and unclipped her skirt and let it drop. I was enjoying myself,
knowing how she must feel having another woman undress her. I remember the first
time it happened to me. I hoped she was enjoying it as much as I had.

I smiled at her as I stood close and reached around behind her and unclipped her
bra, stepping back with it in my hands. Yes I liked her body as much as I knew I
would. She stood there just panty clad, with her arms at her side. That was a
good sign, when they didn't try to cover the breasts. She had a little body, but
well muscled, very toned. I like that in women. So often they are just soft, and
that does nothing for me. But Kristen stood there with excitement in her eyes,
she just stood there looking into mine. I found myself wanting to touch her, but
held back.

"Kristen, you look beautiful, I really mean it. You're going to make a lot of
people dream about you to night." I turned to Kathy and helped her with her
sweater. After I had pulled it off over her head, she unfastened her own skirt,
and took off her bra and panties. Yes, I thought, she's a brave girl, I don't
know if I could have undressed myself like that the first time.

The two girls stood in front of me naked. Kathy was a few inches taller than
Kristen, and larger bodied. She was a size or two larger in the breasts than
Kristen, but they were both perfectly proportioned for their individual body
sizes. "Come with me girls, we must take a shower, then oil our bodies, we are
running out of time." I threw my French T onto the back of a chair and led them
into the shower stall.

Oh yes, this was really going to be fun. . . I started the water flow and stepped
in beckoning the girls to follow. Once we all three were wet, I started to soap
Kristen's body. I had a reason for picking Kristen. . . To my amazement Kathy
joined right in, and as I soaped her front, Kathy did her back. I let my hands
range all over her firm body; it was heaven. I soaped her up, and massaged her
breasts until her nipples were standing at attention. The whole time she just
stood there letting me do anything I wanted, eyes closed feeling the sensations
of our hands against her skin.

Remembering my mission I ran my hands down her flat stomach and knelt down in
front of her and washed her thighs, and as I did that I ran my hand over her love
triangle. I kept the washing motion going over her light blonde pubic hair, then
without telling her that I was going to, I sent two fingers deep between her
pussy lips. As I expected, the girl jumped in surprise, but I had my answer.
Although our little Krissy might be a virgin, she'd had something in there
before, because her hymen was gone. That was very good, I was glad to know that.

I apologized for the 'mistake', and Kristen and I turned our attentions to
Kathy's lovely body. Once we 'd all washed, and oiled each other, and I enjoyed
that very much also, it was time to go. "Well, girls, this is how it works.
Kristen you will be with me, and Kathy you get Kurt. Don't worry, he'll treat you
gently. And Kristen, you can join into the festivities as you like, no pressure,
if there is something you don't like just let me know."

With that I took both girls by the hand and we walked out onto the stage. There
was immediate applause. Of course I always get applause, but I think there was a
little extra expectation in the air. I knew the fact that Kristen was a virgin
had gotten out to the audience. That's the one thing management's good for:
getting the word out to the clientele.

Both girl were nervous, they knew what to expect but they didn't really know how
to react. I was very impressed that they did not look awkward, just a little
subdued. "Step to center stage Kristen, and Kathy walk over there, that's where
Kurt will come in." The girls obediently did as they were told. I thrilled at the
sight of them, knowing that this would be their first time. Kristen would be
mine, and I had everything ready.

To the fanfare of music Kurt stepped on stage with his signature hard-on. I
thought that he looked just a little harder than usual for a second perfor-
mance, but I wasn't offended, because I felt the same way.

Kurt moved swiftly to Kathy, and took her into his arms, as I walked up behind
Kristen and wrapped my arms around her, leaning my chin on her shoulder, to watch
the other couple's performance for a few minutes. I didn't want to move things
too fast. We watched as Kurt twirled Kathy within his arms so that they were
facing each other. He looked so big next to her, like a Neanderthal and a fairy
princess.

Kurt knelt in front of Kathy and reached up to her shoulders with both massive
hands. Then he ran his big paws down over her breasts, nipples, then down her
firm stomach, to her legs. He did this several more times, as Kathy stood proudly
and firmly in front of him, obviously enjoying his body massage. Then, as if
overcome with lust Kurt took hold of Kathy's shapely hips, and lowered her to the
floor as if in the ballet. But unlike a ballet, he immediately sank his face
between her golden thighs. I was getting extremely wet watching them. Kathy was
responding beautifully.

Almost without thought I started to play with Kristen's nipples as I rested my
chin on her shoulder. We swaying slightly from side to side as we watched the hot
action between Kurt and Kathy. I was surprised when Kristen's hand came up to my
cheek and slowly caressed it as we watched.

Kurt was putting on a great show now, the audience were getting excited, some of
the more experienced men and women were on their feet now, so they could see
better. Kathy was writhing under Kurt's face, and anyone could tell she wasn't
acting. After a minute of this Kurt slowed his actions and climbed up to Kathy's
lovely face. He lunged at her and pulled her up from the floor into one arm,
still kneeling with only one had for support and began to passionately french
her. Kathy was struggling for air within a few moments, but Kurt wanted complete
sub- mission from her so kept up the suction.

The little vixen with me had found my mouth and had inserted a finger. I was
beginning to think that she might be natural talent. That little move was
something that had taken me 6 months to think of. I become aware that Kristen was
pushing back against me in a slow rhythm. I quickly began to lose sight of the
other couple and become involved with my partner.

I turned Kristen around in my arms and started to kiss her lightly on the lips.
Then a little harder, then we started frenching. We stood there with our bodies
pressed together, in the middle of the stage, with over 50 strangers watching as
my little Kristen started kissing me in earnest. I was surprised at how quickly
she had become aroused. Normally a new girl, just let[s] things happen, but
Kristen was obviously enjoying her little fling at being an exhibitionist.

The crowd started cheering us on. I think they all knew about Kristen's
virginity, and that this was a special event that wouldn't happen again for quite
sometime. I pulled away from Kristen and knelt in front of her. I planned on
giving her some of my famous tongue work, but she did the unexpected again and
kneeled down with me, clamping onto my mouth again giving me a little tongue
herself.

Finally I pulled away and said in a soft voice, "Kristen, I want you to get on
all fours, because I'm going to fuck you from behind. The audience will love it,
and I guarantee you will too, trust me sweety." Kristen looked at me with
confusion written all over her sweet face, but complied with my request. She went
down on all fours and waited for me. As I crawled around behind her I admired her
body. In the light of the club her skin looked like it was glowing with an inner
light all of it's own. I felt moved by her beauty as I raised myself up to rest
on her strong smooth athletic back, and reached under her to stroke her cunt
slit, rubbing my knuckles against her clitoris at the end of each stroke.

I wasn't surprised that she was wet, so was I... I was enjoying jerking her off
more than I would have doing myself. Her body shivered every time my hand came
into contact with her love-button, and I enjoyed that too. To know that this girl
had never had anyone else's hands on her before, to know that the only pleasure
she'd ever had before was self induced, and that I was her first, really got me
going.

I signaled to the back stage hand and he threw me my prop. I spoke softly to
Kristen, "Sweety, I'm going to fuck you soon, please trust me, I won't hurt you,
just stay loose and let it happen, OK?"

Kristen just moaned softly in reply, and rhythmically thrust back onto my
fingers. I forced my leg between hers and let her hump my thigh as I took my
famous strap-on "manhood" and slipped one end into myself, and strapped on the
support harness. Oh it felt so good to be full. It always makes me feel powerful
to wear a strap-on, I sometimes think I can use a fake dick better that most men
use their real ones. But then I have an advantage, I know what it feels like to
have a man penetrate me, and no matter how hard they might try to imagine it, men
will never really know. With a little thrill, I realized that Kristen didn't know
either. . . yet.

I pulled my leg out from between Kristen's to accompanying groans of frustration,
and leaned back on top of her wonderful body. I slipped my 'manhood' down between
her legs and rubbed it against her very wet pussy lips. Softly I said, "Kristen
dear, I want you to reach back and place me in you."

She looked back through her legs and saw my beautiful life-like 10" cock. I felt
her body jerk in surprise, and said, "Trust me Kristen, this will be grand,
you'll see." She slowly reached under herself to finger my 'cock'.

After a bit I had to say it again, "Kristen place my cock at you your opening, do
it now, everyone is yelling for you to do it. Can you hear them Kristen? They
want me to take your virginity, do you want me to sweety, do you?"

My heart was pounding now as she took my fake cock and pulled it to her sex. I
could feel 'my half' of the dildo moving inside me as she moved me to her. She
placed it at her opening and I gently rocked my hips to penetrate her pussy lips.
Kristen cried out as I stretched her virgin pussy, but I didn't stop. Slowly I
inserted an inch. She was quaking under me, I wasn't sure if it was in pain or
pleasure, I didn't care, I was intent on doing my little American princess, so I
rhythmically inserted another inch, then another.

The crowd was going wild at this point. I could here Kristen's breath coming fast
and shallow, like a woman in childbirth using the Lamaze method. I thrust more
into her stretched opening, and finally, I bottomed out. I had all 10 inches
inside my little princess, and she wasn't screaming into the night. The audience
cheered me on with a low rhythmic chant of, "fuck her, fuck her, fuck her. . ."
over and over again. That's what I did, I started to move inside my new conquest,
and she seemed not to mind my thrusting actions.

Thrust in, pull out, thrust in, pull out. . . the rhythm started slowly, and
built up. I know what a crowd likes - and that is a big dick fully viable, going
in and out of a pretty wet cunt. I know that sounds crude, but then that's human
nature, and I make a lot of money because I know this. And that's what I did to
Kristen. I gave her a lot of dick, fake dick to be sure, but good dick. She was
really starting to get into the thing. I could hear her groaning at the climax of
each thrust, and I knew that she would reach the top this night.

The crowd was going wild, but I think Kristen was in her own little world; I held
her around the stomach as I kept up the pace. Then I felt her tummy muscles start
to ripple as her body began to jerk underneath me. She started to scream, "OH
yes! YES! OH GOD YES!" She was thrusting back at me, as hard as I was thrusting
into her. Her movements pushed my half of the two way dildo against my clitoris
and gave me the most exquisite orgasm I think I've ever had. Just knowing that
Kristen was coming from my efforts pushed me over. We shook and spasmed together
as one, our juices, and perspiration mixing as our lust overcame us both.

Then all of a sudden she lost her strength, and began to sag under me, I couldn't
hold her up, and she fell to the floor of the stage, sprawled out under me,
releasing my vinyl 'manhood' from her body. The audience roared with approval and
excitement.

I looked down at her sweet body and smiled. She had the look of utter
satisfaction written upon her face, her eyes were closed and she was breathing
hard. I thought what a natural she'd be at this. I knew she wasn't acting, but
then she didn't need to, like I said she was a natural.

I heard another part of the audience shouting Kurt's name, looked around at him,
still on my knees above Kristen. Kurt was pounding into Kathy's pussy like a
machine. From my angle I could see his huge member pulling out, then disappearing
back into her, like a snake into it's hole. Kathy was oblivious to everything but
the fine screwing that Kurt was giving her. I knew how that could be -- I'd been
there a few times myself.

I looked back at Kristen, she had curled up into a ball, knees to chest, facing
the audience on her side, eyes still closed, then I looked back at Kurt. His
bottom rose and fell, I knew that even if he had come in Kathy, he would keep up
the rhythm until she had an orgasm; he could do that if he wanted. . . I felt
like I should join in, I stood, holding my fake member and skipped over to the
rutting couple and kneeled behind Kurt. I looked at the audience with a
questioning look on my face.

They cheered me on, "Do him, come on do him..."

I normally ask Kurt in advance, if I'm going to do my reverse routine, but things
were different tonight. All the warning I could give him, was to bend over his
back touching my nipples to his rippling back muscles, so he'd know what I was
about to do.

He didn't seem to notice me, or didn't care, I don't know which. So I grabbed
hold of my still wet and slick 'cock', placing the head of it at Kurt's rear
door. I let him take me at his own speed. Every time he pulled out of Kathy he
was impaled onto my 'dick', then I'd sort of follow him down when he thrust back
into her, until shortly, I was buried all the way inside his bottom's opening.

I always like to do men. What a trip it is to turn the tables, and besides the
crowd loves it. Here we were, Kathy getting the screwing of her life, every time
Kurt pumped into her, he'd pull off my 'cock', then every time he'd pull his out
of her, he'd get mine deeply into his rear. We set up quite a show that night.
It's not easy to maintain a rhythm like that, but Kurt and I knew what we were
doing.

Finally Kathy started to convulse in her final orgasm. Both Kurt and I could tell
that he'd used her up, that she couldn't take much more. Kathy was making
unintelligible noises as her beautiful body flopped around in uncontrolled
ecstasy underneath Kurt. Then to my surprise Kurt started to come. I could tell
because I had my hand down around his shaft, feeling him, and all of a sudden
there was a large volume of hot fluids gushing out around his shaft. I smiled
triumphantly at the audience, holding my dripping hand up for everyone to see.
Kurt fell onto Kathy pulling free from me, and then rolled off the prostrate
girl.

I was so breathless I just stayed on my knees, jacking my vinyl 'cock' in my
hand, actually pushing it in and out of myself, but the crowd just saw what
looked like a woman masturbating her dildo. I loved to do that, it was kind of my
trade-mark. After a bit of that, I jumped up and pulled my strap-on off holding
it above my head as if it were a trophy I'd just won, and Kurt came to stand
beside me. The music became louder.

There we were, two blonde German people, standing in the middle of the stage,
with our two American girls conquered, lying on the floor at either side of us,
all used up. It was a very erotic scene, believe me.

That night was so much fun for me, that I have always kept an eye out for another
virgin to take on stage. But I must admit, I've never found one like Kristen
again. Both girls went back to Nuremberg to their skating competition, and did
well. They went home a week later. I still get Christmas cards from them every
year. Kristen has told me many times, that if I come to America, I must stay with
her. I have no idea where Oregon is, but if I ever do go to America, I will
surely find out. . .