Chapter 5

Roger stepped onto the stage as the latest stripper finished her routine. The coins and paper bills were picked up.

“Next for you loyal Go Go Club fans, a first for us, for you, for them. What guy doesn’t like the sight of two women dancing? Well, I have the two youngest ones for you right now. I just hope the morality police turn an eye away as they perform for you. I give you Serena and Allure!”

Applause and whistles broke out as they took to the stage, moving to opposite ends and dancing. Wendy and Karen stopped sucking on their current cocks, motioning for the ones fucking them to continue.

After several moves that drew closer, Brenda removed Allison’s vest, then did the same to her. They parted for several feet, then returned, caressing the other’s cheek and kissing it. The men were enjoying the show, with coins littering the dance floor.

The next time they met, Allison stood behind Brenda, her hand smoothing up and down her flat stomach to the low line of her thong. She unfastened Brenda’s bra, suddenly taking it from her. The men cheered, seeing her bare breasts. She smiled at them, walking to the beat, massaging her tits.

Brenda repeated the same action to Allison but added kissing the nape of her neck and running her fingers over her pussy mound. Now, both topless, they strutted to the rock beat. The audience’s eyes moved from one sensual beauty to another.

They came together, their firm breasts touching as they had the lightest of kisses. Now paper money was landing on the stage. Allison looked into Brenda’s eyes, their dance moves, and touched her, raising her arousal. She caressed Brenda’s bare tit, then gave her a very sensual kiss. Brenda returned the pleasure, adding a tongue-probing kiss.

They parted once more to opposite corners, then Allison stood at center stage, leg spread. Brenda went behind her, her breasts pressing flat against her back. Her right hand went around Allison’s waist, lower to the thong, then smoothed over it. Allison humped as if a cock was in her.

Brenda slid her hand up Allison’s flat stomach, just below her right tit. Several in the crown prompted her to feel it. They cheered when her hand covered her tit. Her hand returned to her stomach, going down so the tips of several fingers went inside her thong. Several shouted for her to lower her hand. Ever so teasingly, it went inside her thong. Brenda’s heart was pounding, and so was Allison’s from their erotic dance. Allison felt Brenda’s fingers part her lips and briefly enter her. The hand action inside her thong couldn’t prove she was in reality fingering Allison’s pussy. She brought out her hand and suggestively licked it.

They danced some more, then Brenda stood on the middle stage, legs apart. Allison repeated the same moves to Brenda: a hand to her waist, down to the top of her thong, up to caress her bare tit, then down inside her thong. Brenda felt her fingers go past her slit, moving in and out. She didn’t have to pretend Allison made her body move, massaging her clit, for she did.

The song came to an end with them embracing breast-to-breast and sharing a passionate kiss. The stage was littered with coins and paper money. They waved to the crowd, then walked off, hand in hand. Was there any left to show appreciation for other strippers?

“That was so fucking hot, and she’s my girlfriend! Diane, I need to cum!” Peter said.

“We’ve had hot sex like before too.” She went to her knees, her mouth replacing her hand. Peter moaned his pleasure, a hand resting lightly on her head, trying not to hump her face. It didn’t take long for him to warn her, and she continued, hearing his grunts match the spurts into her mouth.

“Aw, fuck, Diane, that feels so fucking good! Drink it, drink it all! Milk my cock!”

“Fuck, Pete, was Brenda ever hot dancing with that chic!” Derek added.

“Man, was she ever!”

“Since I’m on my knees, I may as well take care of my lover’s cock.” Diane said, moving between his legs.

“Derek, Diane is one slutty girlfriend going from cock to cock. You had better marry that girl some day.”

“I may have to.” Diane looked at him, pausing with his cock in her mouth, then resumed sucking.

“I bet her head wasn’t the only woman’s bobbing up and down on a cock,” Pete remarked, looking around.

“Fuck, what a dance routine!” Roger complimented. “If that performance doesn’t get us shut down, what would?”

“Thanks, Roger. We didn’t even have time to make up a routine,” Allison said.

“It seemed to come to us naturally,” Brenda added.

“I bet you two sure made the floor sticky.” He kissed them, then walked onto the stage.

“Brenda, I’m still so hot, so aroused by our performance. I can think of only one way to cool down. I need to taste you.”

Allison took Brenda’s hand, leading her into Roger’s office and over to the futon. “I need to taste you too.” They embraced, breasts pressing flat, and kissed, then removed the other’s thong.

“Am I ever glad Roger suggested we dance together!” Allison said as her lips yeon Brenda’s, lowering her onto the futon.

“Maybe we can become lovers, not only having sex on stage but also on our days off.”