The Show of Our Lives, Part 3

by HardJulia

I watched my friend Sally going through this new addition to her striptease routine. She stood naked on stage with the little girl in front of her under the silk drape, pulling her head ever closer to her genitals. Sally's hips gyrated as though she was rubbing herself on the girl's face.

From where I was sitting to one side of the stage I could see Sally was faking it, but her pussy was very close to the 8-year-old's face. Most of the audience thought the girl had her face in Sally's crotch.

Sally gave a final jerk with her hips and whipped away the drape to reveal the deeply blushing girl, who was allowed to return to her friends. The other girls immediately mobbed her, eager to know what had actually happened under the silk drape.

Back on the script of our usual act, Sally now turned her attention to me. She took my hand and I rose from the chair to join her center stage. She started to slowly undress me in front of the audience of young girls. My stage outfit was designed for quick removal and I was pretty soon down to my underwear.

Sally stood behind me and unfastened my bra. The garment fell to the floor and she replaced the cups with her own hands. She jiggled my breasts around for the audience, lifted them and let them fall. Unfortunately these days they fall a little further than they used to but the little girls didn't seem to mind, they cheered.

Sally turned me so around, so the girls could see my famous butt, and pulled my panties to my knees. I stepped out of them and Sally spontaneously threw them into the audience. There was a brief scuffle as several girls fought for then. It appeared I would be going home with no panties on, not for the first time. I was now as naked as Sally, except for my stockings and high heels.

My younger partner slapped my behind and turned me to face the audience again. I made a show of covering my crotch with my hands but Sally pulled them away. I was aware that fifteen pairs of eyes were suddenly focussed on my baby-smooth, meticulously waxed cunt. My little fan club at the front of the stage was almost drooling. It was a pretty nice feeling to be the center of that kind of attention, I can tell you.

Sally left the stage and I strutted my stuff for a while. As usual I tried to establish eye-contact with specific girls before wiggling my ass or shaking my tits at them. I was stretching apart my pussy-lips for a ten-year-old in the front row as Sally bounded back on stage, sporting her 10-inch strap-on dildo.

Sally came and put her arm around me, pointing down at her newly-aquired weapon. I looked at it and pretended to be shocked. Actually this one was new, much bigger than the one we normally use in the show.

Sally turned and addressed our young audience:

"Shall I fuck her in the cunt or the ass, girls?" she asked.

There was a clamour from the audience as the little girls called out their preference. A few shouted "Both!"

Cecille immediately took charge and organised a show of hands. Opinion was split 7-7 and Cecille had the casting vote.

"In the ass," she said firmly. "I mean right in the anus, OK?" My little fan club at the front cheered, they had all voted "ass".

Sally produced a tube of lubricant fron somewhere and made a big show of slathering the big prosthetic with it. The girls giggled in anticipation. I turned my butt toward her and her slapped some more lube in my crack for good measure. I looked over my shoulder at her with real apprehension. I had never taken a dildo that big rectally before.

Sally took the slippery monster in one hand and put the other on my shoulder. She's a tall girl and had to bend her knees slightly to get it at the right height. She slipped it between my cheeks and I felt the big rubber glans hard up against my anus. With a powerful thrust she penetrated me all at once. I gasped with genuine pain. I could see some of the girls really liked that part.

Cecille jumped onto the stage with a video camera in hand. She took a remote control from her pocket and waved it around. A projector at the back of the hall lit up, throwing a bright image on the wall behind the stage. Cecille pointed the camera at the center of the action and a huge image of my behind appeared above us. I guessed what was required and pulled apart my butt cheeks. Cecille zoomed in to show that actual penetration had been achieved.

Sally grabbed me by both shoulders now and started to fuck me vigorously. I looked up at the screen to see the big shaft gliding in and out of my own asshole. It was more comfortable now. Cecille fiddled with her remote again and turned off the disco music. As she moved the camera closer the mike started to pick up the little wet sounds of penetration and, as Sally's fucking intensified, the sound of her hips slapping against my big butt. Some of the girls started clapping in time.

Sally moved one hand between my legs and penetrated my vagina with her fingers while continuing to ass-fuck me. "Don't you dare make me come," I hissed at her. I had already decided I wanted to recieve that particular service from one of the girls in the audience, or maybe several of them.

Cecille moved her point of view to get some close-ups of my face. I played up to the camera and started to fake a noisy orgasm. I do that all the time in my day job and I'm pretty good at it. When I looked at the intent faces of the young audience it almost turned into a real one but I just managed to hold on to myself.

After my theatrical moans of pleasure had finally ceased Cecille called a break. She brought us some more champaigne and told the audience to help themselves. THere was a trestle table to one side of the hall with more champaigne already poured. I started to wish I had gone to a school like this.

Cecille spoke to us privately as the girls milled around the stage.

"Are you ready for the second part?" she asked.

I looked at Sally and we both nodded. We had been told that we were expected to have sex with members of the audience. The discovery that it was an audience of pre-teen girls added new interest for both of us, to say the least.

"Do you really want us to do some of these little babes?" asked Sally, unstrapping the dildo.

"Actually," said Cecille a little sheepishly. "I've told the girls you'll do us all."