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Subject: AMATEUR NIGHT 4/4

     I followed Karen on stage as Teri came off with her leather
outfit in her hands.

     "We have a special treat for you tonight.  A couple of the ladies
from our contest tonight have agreed to do an encore.  Now to help
boost your team spirit, Karen and Pamela!" the announcer boomed.

     The lights came up and a drum roll started.  Instead of the usual
rock & roll music, Shelly had arranged for some college fight
songs.  Karen and I marched to the middle of the runway.  We dig
a few jumps and kicks.  The men were cheering.  We kicked high
so they could see the panties under the skirts.  We shook are
pom-poms and are chests to the music.  I leaned forward and Karen
lifted my skirt so the men could see my pantie covered bottom. She
then did the same and I lifted her skirt.  We linked arms and did
some high kicks.  We threw the pom-poms to the back of the stage.

     Karen stepped behind me and her hands came around me.  She
slid her hands across my stomach and up toward my breasts.  The
she slid them back down and took the bottom of my sweater.  I
raised my hands straight in the air.  She slowly slid the sweater up,
her hands grazing against my bared skin.  She pulled it over my
head and threw at the back of the stage.  I started to lower my arms
but she told me to leave them up.  Her hands came back to my
belly.  She slid them slowly up until they were resting on the half
cups of the red bra.  Her fingers slid up and pinched each nipple. 
The room had gotten suddenly quiet.  The men were staring, most
of them open mouthed, as she fondled my breasts on stage.  I saw
Craig.  He was sitting there, open mouthed, obviously amazed and
excited by what we were doing.

     I lowered my arms and Karen stood back.  I could see the lust in
her eyes. She looked like she had completely forgotten she was
onstage in front of a roomful of men. I was about to repeat what
she had done to me but Karen reached out and pulled me to her in a
hug.  Our lips met. Her tongue entered my mouth.  Her hands
reached up for my breasts .  I reached down and pulled her sweater
up.  We had to break the kiss as I pulled it over her head.

     I whispered, "Don't forget we are not alone."  That seemed to
break her out of her trance.  She released my breasts and stood
back.

     She went to one side of the runway as I went to the other,
letting the men see our near naked chests.  As we passed in the
middle, Karen's hand reached out and grabbed my skirt.  The
velcros gave and the dress unwrapped from around my hips.  I
reached over and pulled hers.  I took her skirt and walked to the
back part of the stage.  It joined the pile as did mine.

     We  danced on opposite sides of the runway again.  I decided it
was my turn for some fun.  I snuck up behind Karen and unhooked
her bra.  I slid my hands under the cups and removed the half bra. 
My hands slid up to her breasts and I fondled them.  They were
already quite erect, and the soft skin felt great.  I was quite wet and
could feel Karen pushing her ass back against my crotch. Her
hands reached around behind her and she placed them on my
bottom, pulling my closer to her.  I tried to break apart, and Karen
grabbed my bra to stop me.  She worked her hands along the strap
till she came to the hook.  She unhooked it.  While she was putting
my bra on the pile, I took the opportunity to head down the
runway.  Things were getting a little out of control.  I didn't know
if I could stop if we kept on teasing one another.

     Karen caught up with me in the middle of the runway. I turned
towards her and she pulled me to her and we embraced.  Her naked
breasts rubbed against mine.  Her hands slid down my back.  They
slid under the panties and onto my bottom.  I allowed my hands to
follow suit.  She had tight buns, and the skin felt so soft.

     "Okay, let's take them down together", Karen whispered.  We
both bent at the waist and started sliding each other s panties down,
with our hands within them. When we had them down to the knees,
we nearly tripped over each other.  We both stood straight and let
them drop down to our feet.  Then we stepped out of them.

     Karen faced the crowd on one side of the runway and I did the
same on the other.  It was time to let the men back into the act.  We
switched side and strutted down the runway.  Karen came up
behind me and her hand reached down for my mound.  I humped
my backside against her and could feel her pubic hair against my
bottom.  She slid her hand through my hair and reached my
opening.  Her fingers pulled the lips apart exposing the pink inside
for the men to enjoy.  The music stopped (we really hadn't been
using it for some time anyway).  I knew Karen could feel how hot I
was.  My hands reached back for her pussy.  She was wet too.

     She stepped back.  I guess we both realized how quiet the room
had gotten.  They started another song (back to rock & roll) but the
spell had been broken.  I think we were both suddenly
embarrassed.  I know I turned red.  We grabbed the panties and
went and picked up the pile of clothes.  The music stopped in mid
song.

     The announcer said, voice cracking, "Unbelievable, Pamela and
Karen, Wow!"  The men started clapping and cheering.  I turned
and took a bow.  Karen had already run offstage.  I saw Shelly and
Teri standing in the wings and joined them.  The crowd noise was
getting louder.

     "You had better go back out there and take another bow",
Shelly said.  "I'll see if I can get Karen back"

     I dropped the clothes and went back on stage in nothing but the
red pumps.  I took a few more bows.  I saw Craig standing,
applauding and yelling wildly.  I could plainly see the bulge in his
slacks.  I needed that bulge now!  I returned to the wings and put
the robe on. The crowd kept screaming.

     "Where's Karen?" I asked Teri.  Teri just shook her head and
pointed back at the stage.  I rehung the robe and went back out for
one more curtain call.  I was hoping Karen would join me.  I
looked out in the crowd and I saw Karen coming out the stage
door.  She had already dressed and she practically ran to a tall,
muscular man at the bar.  The men closed in around them, many
reaching out to her.  She dragged him to the exit and I lost them in
the crowd.  I walked offstage, disappointed.  I put the robe on. 
Shelly joined us and we took the clothes back to the costume room. 
Lisa passed us on the way.  She was going to do another show.
Well, she would have a tough act to follow.

     "Karen had to leave.  She did leave you this note though.",
Shelly said.  I took the note from her and opened it.  All that was
on it was a phone number and her signature.  I put the note in the
pocket of my jeans and dressed in my street clothes.  I was still
burning up and decided it was time for Craig to do something
about. Shelly said, "If you are ever back up here, give me a call. 
I'll take you to that beach we had talked about." She gave me her
number and then I headed for the door to the bar.

     I didn't want to be mobbed as Karen had been so Shelly
arranged for a waitress to get Craig so we could leave the back
way.

     Craig still had the look of lust in his eyes.  He also was slightly
drunk.

     We embraced quickly and I said, "Get me out of here."

      Shelly showed us the back way out and suddenly, we were out
in the parking lot.  Craig was too drunk to drive and I was to horny
too wait so we ran down to the beach and found a sand dune.  I tore
my jeans and panties down and dropped to my knees.  Craig just
dropped his pants,not even taking them all the way off.  He entered
me from behind swiftly.  It was savage and fast but I needed
satisfaction.  I never even got my blouse off.  I collapsed in the
sand and Craig rolled off of my side. We just laid in the sand,
naked from the waist down, oblivious to the world.  Our breathing
slowed downed to more normal and I pulled my pants back on.

     Craig had sobered up a little bit.  He held me and asked me how
I felt.  I had mixed emotions.  I had enjoyed putting the show on.  I
felt a little guilty though for having done so much in front of
everyone. Also, I was having mixed feelings about how excited
other women had made me that night.  I told him that I felt fine and
that I had enjoyed myself.  Craig looked relieved and suggested we
might want retire to our room. He said that he wanted details of my
experience but wanted to be in a more comfortable environment.

     We drove in silence back to the hotel.  In the room, I excused
myself and went to the bathroom to clean up.  I looked in the
mirror and saw myself as for the first time.  The extra heavy
make-up that had looked so well under the stage lights, looked
garish.  I took a long hot shower.  I put a sexy teddie that I had
packed to impress Craig with.  I wondered if it would still excite
him after having seen me in worse on stage.

     Craig whistled approvingly as I emerged from the bathroom.  I
told him that I wanted to hear his side of the story first as I joined
him in the bed.

     "Okay, the first dancer, what was her name?"

     "Elizabeth", I supplied him.

     "Yeah, she came out all dressed in pink.  She kept moving so
you never really got a good look at her.  She had a bald pussy
though!  I thought that was really exciting.  Then your friend Karen
came out.  All decked out in a see through red nightie.  She had
matching underwear and a garter belt and stockings.  She was tight. 
She started out a bit slow.  She looked a little nervous.  Once she
took her panties off, the music stopped and she was gone.  It didn't
give us much time to look."

     I had begun to run my hand up and down his cock lightly and it
was responding.  His hand was absentmindedly stroking my pussy
slowly.

     "Then game that older lady."  He meant Ellen.   I had been
wondering what had happened to her.  "She looked really tense. 
She stayed to the back part of the stage like she was afraid that
someone would sneak up behind her.  She pulled the zipper down
her dress and pulled it off.  She wasn't really dancing, more just
standing there trying to work up the nerve.  She finally managed to
pull her bra off.  She looked like she didn't want to let go of it.  She
had smallish tits that sagged a good bit. One of the men shouted
that she should put it back on and a couple others had booed.  She
suddenly turned and ran off stage and they turned the music off. 
Some old guy stormed out of the bar.  I thought you were next and
was excited about seeing you.  Instead, that girl who won, Lisa, she
comes on stage in this black dress and white satin blouse.  Boy was
she a knockout.  The men went wild, quickly forgetting about that
girl before.  And was she built.  Blonde, built and young, what a
combination. I knew she was going to win then." 

     "Then you came on.  I couldn't believe.  You looked so hot up
there.  I've got to get you some garter belts and stockings (Craig
doesn't know it but I already have a couple).  I could hear the other
guys talking about you and it turned me on.  I couldn't believe your
nipples when you took that bra off.  How did you get them to look
so nice?"

     I briefly explained that I had used lip gloss.  I left out the fact
that Shelly had actually put it on.

     "Then it was time to vote for the winner.  They have these little
boxes on the table that feed into a computer somewhere.  Needless
to say, I voted for you.  Then you all were out on the stage.  I was
really happy to hear you picked as first runner-up.  You looked
pleased too. Then I sat there and waited for you.  My waitress
came up and gave me your note.  I didn't think I could wait much
longer but I really didn't have much choice.  They were serving me
free drinks, because you were in the contest, so while I waited,I
kept drinking.  I had a pretty good buzz on by the time you and
Karen came on.I couldn't belive you were up there with another
women, dressed like a cheerleader.  I thought maybe I had too
much to drink. I shook my head but you two were still both up
there. Then you started going at each other.  I don't think anyone
ordered any drinks once she started pawing you.  I noticed alot of
hands disappearing under tables to their laps as you went along. 
Then there was just you on stage taking curtain calls.  That girl you
danced with passed by me and grabbed this guy.  They both
disappeared.  I wonder if they were as turned on as we were and
couldn't wait?"

     I decided not to tell Craig about getting Karen's (or Shelly's)
phone number just yet.  I told him about the whole night, only
omitting a couple of the details. About half way through my story,
he lowered his face to my pussy and started to eat me.  I had a hard
time finishing the story and we ended up sixty-nineing until I
came.  He mounted me very tenderly, and we made love slowly. 
We dozed off.

     I awoke late in the morning (11:30).  Craig was still asleep. 
Since he had woken me so nicely the last two mornings, I decided
to return the favor.  I slid down to his crotch.  I slid my hand softly
over his cock.  I looked at it closely.  I don't believe I've ever
gotten to see a cock close up as it slowly rose to full erection.  I
lowered my lips on it and kissed it. 

 Using my tongue, I worked up and down the length of it.  He was
total erect but still did not show any sign of waking.  I tongued his
sacks and returned to the underside of his rod.  My hands encircled
his balls.

     Finally, I engulfed the head of his cock in my mouth.  I sucked
him in deeply.  I noticed that he was pushing back, trying to go
deeper.  I looked up at his face but he still seemed asleep.  I sank
my lips down till I felt pubic hair on my chin.  He let out a low
groan.  His hips started to push up at a quicker pace. He was
definitely awake.  I could feel his spasm starting in his balls.  I
pulled off him just as he started to shoot.  His cum shot into the air
and landed on his belly as I continued to milk him with my hands
(as I said earlier, I don't mind performing oral sex but cannot stand
the taste).

     "Good morning." I said.

     "Umm... Good morning!  That was great.", Craig said with a
smile on his face.

     I rose up to the head of the bed and kissed him.  We just stayed
in bed and snuggled for about an hour.  We talked about the
weekend and what had happened.  We talked about the future.

     "Well I guess we can't stay in bed forever.  We had better start
getting ready to leave.  Check out time is 2:00.", Craig said.

     I went to the bathroom and turned the shower on. After I had
climbed under the warm spray, Craig opened the shower curtain
and joined me.  He helped me soap up as I did him.  I purposely
dropped the shop and bent over lewdly in front of him to pick it up. 
He took the hint and entered me in one thrust.  Due to the cramped
conditions and our limited time, we did not last long. He quickly as
I had a nice little orgasm.

     Finally, we packed and checked out.  It was a long drive back to
the "real world".  The End



















 
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