Sara awoke to the sound of running water. She was quite content to lay in the king size bed, the overstuffed down comforter covering her naked body. Karen and Julie had fallen into the other bed and Sara smiled as various body parts protruded from under their comforter.
A voice gently called from the living room and Mr. Storm walked in as Sara turned. She smiled as he entered the room asking, "have a nice nap?" "O, ya what a nap, Sara responded." "Well, you ladies have three masseuses waiting for you in the other room, two baths are ready and then the ladies will work on you." "Afterwards, we will have your clothing laid out and I have a beautician ready to help with hair and makeup!"
Sara was still amazed at how much fun they had had so far, although she had not expected to be giving exotic dancers blowjobs! Still, they were all having the time of their lives and the evening was just now starting. Sara got out of bed, still naked and allowing Mr. Storm to watch her, she walked over and pulled the comforter away from the other bed. The girls stirred as the cool breeze swept over their also naked bodies. "Hay, stop that" Karen moaned.
"Come on, we've got things to do and boys to screw" Sara said, surprising herself. Sara walked towards the bathroom, once again allowing Mr. Storm to watch her every step, she even worked her hips a little for extra effect.
The bathtubs were huge Jacuzzis that could seat two easily, however, Julie was a shower person and headed towards the glass-enclosed shower. Sara though that the damn shower was as big as her whole bathroom at home! Both Karen and Sara played in the jets as they watched Julie though the glass. Julie covered her body with soap and seemed to linger at all the right spots. With boobs covered in bubbles and that red hair, Sara thought she looked like the gal in that old stripper movie. Rum soaked chocolates were set on the edge of the tub along with the ever-present champagne. Sara had agreed with Karen that the champagne was the best they had ever had and it seemed that no expense had been spared so far. What a deal for $1,500.
The girls with hair and bodies wrapped in towels walked into what they had though was another bedroom, only to find three massage tables set up, candles surrounded the room, soft country music was playing and three gals were waiting for them. All three could have walked right out of the playboy mansion; even with their official white terry cloth wraps they were wearing. Karen noted with a playful smile that like the girl's schoolgirl outfits, the terry cloth wraps barely covered the masseuse's ass'es.
The girls climbed on the tables and removed their towels, no formality needed at this point. Each masseuse started her work at each of the girls' heads. They gently worked on the muscles and kinks of each of the gals. Each inch of flesh was given delicate personal attention by trained hands, as fingers searched out spots needing special care. Karen was enjoying the attention and so it seemed was her masseuse. After nearly a half hour of working on her back, the masseuse was working on Karen's legs and gently stroking her inner thighs. Karen could feel her temperature rise and a tingle inside her pussy as the masseuse's hand gentle rubbed the edge of her clit. Karen purred under her breath as the probing hands searched her thighs for a response.
Each of the other masseuses had also worked their way down the girl's bodies; both were gently working Julie and Sara's ass and thighs. All three girls seemed susceptible to these tender probing fingers and one by one each spread their legs to invite more touching. As professional fingers found the wet spot of each girl, the masseuse's feet, clicked a paddle that slowly lowered the massage table. Karen, then Julie and Sara were gently rolled over on their backs, as fingers probed their bodies.
Karen's eyes opened to see the terry cloth wrap her masseuse had been wearing open, exposing a tan, firm body. Small perky breasts protruded straight out and Karen slowly closed her eyes as she saw a bare shaved pussy inches away from her head. Each of the masseuse's had fingers probing the girls now dripping pussies, moving from breasts and nipples to pussy and clit. And Sara, as usual was seconds away from her first organism. Each masseuse inched their way forward as they leaned towards the girls, covering their client's body. Karen was the first to smell the juice of a throbbing pussy above her nose. She lifted her head and allowed her tongue to penetrate the clit of her masseuse. Sara did not hesitate, pushing into a thick black bush that was soaked. Julie wrapped her legs around the body of her masseuse and six bodies merged into three.
All six girls seemed to bond as they licked and sucked each other. Moans from waves of passion drew Mr. Storm in from the living room. Watching from the corner, he slowly moved towards Karen's table. Her head hung slightly back as her masseuse moved around and off of her, positioning herself between Karen's fully spread legs. Karen's eyes opened to find a familiar face and erect cock pointing towards her face. Her mouth opened wide as her head lunged to engulf the head of Storm's dick. Karen loved cock and had wanted Storm's in the limo. He was hers and she was going to suck this one down her throat if need be.
With head back Mr. Storm's eight-inch shaft slid down her throat and she was taking him in to the base of his balls. This had gone from a blowjob to having her face fucked and with one face between her legs and hers buried in Storms cock, she was lost in a sea of desire. Yelps, cries and a whimper marked the end of the session. As Storm arched his back, Karen grabbed the throbbing cock with her hands, intent on milking him dry. As cum shot into her mouth and down her throat, she lost control as a final rush swept over her, the masseuse had licked her to a soaking, throbbing, muscle twitching climax. Storm's cock popped out of her mouth for a moment and her face and chest took a direct hit from white cum spewing from the head of his cock. Storm reached down and massaged her tits, squeezing her nipples as the final drops passed her lips. Karen pulling him back to her lips really wanted to lick him clean.
"Well, that was interesting" Karen said smiling at Mr. Storm who was replacing his still semi erect cock, back into his pants. "Ladies, relax a few minutes and then work your way into the bedroom. Nadia is ready to help you with makeup or your hair. Your clothing is laid out and ready and the fun is just beginning.
Nadia was an older former show girl, who was there "just" for makeup and hair. She easily recognized what each girl needed and worked non-stop to get them ready. Their makeup was perfect and the girls looked ready for anything. Their clothing was once again, the "bad school girl look" with stockings and garter. Sara looked at herself in the mirror and swore that the skirt was a good two inches shorter than earlier, but shrugged it off as her imagination.
Their escort, Mr. Storm was waiting in the living room and walked them down to the limo. Julie and Karen hung on his arm since they were "close" friends now. Dinner was at the most elegant restaurant in Vegas. And the girls were waited on hand and foot by the staff. Sara commented to Mr. Storm on the constant attention and with a rather sly smile, Mr. Storm ran his hand along Sara's leg, pointing out that her skirt was covering very little of her thong. Sara did not move away from his hand and could feel herself tingle as she looked down to see his hand on her leg, and her white thong panties showing. The fact that the stockings and garter were completely exposed and the straps of all three of their garters were showing did not faze any of them.
Dinner was by far the best any of them had ever had. Lobster, Shrimp Scampi, mussels and clams, steamed, sautéed and dipped in butter, covered the table. Champagne was mixed with some exotic lacquer that Mr. Storm had ordered. It tasted great, and went well with the food. Desert was a rich cheesecake that the girls wanted to take with them. The waiter came back with a boxed cake for them. Sara noticed that he was staring at Karen's lap and also had a raging monster desperate to get out of his pants. O' well she though, not tonight!
After dinner the girls were escorted to the casino. Mr. Storm handed each of them a tray of silver coins. "Ladies, each of these is worth $10 and you each get $1,000 to play with, so have fun." Giggles and big smiles greeted the money; it seemed like play money, not really theirs and any fear of losing it was gone. Almost every eye in the casino followed the girls, as they bounced from slot machine to game tables and back. Sara seemed to be able to do no wrong at blackjack and in two hours was up $1,500. Both Julie and Karen were flirting with the men around the poker table and went broke fast and returned to Sara's table empty handed. As Mr. Storm walked over, Sara gave each of the girls $700 of her winnings and all exited the casino, breasts bouncing and nipples erect.
The girl's playfulness had gone into overdrive as the limo pulled out. The paper money they had exchanged the silver dollars for, was thrown in the air all over the car. "God, Mr. Storm, this is great, what a rush that was," Sara said. "Well, the evening is young and the best is coming, in more ways then one" Storm told them. The limo pulled up to a glittering entrance as the girls peered out to see a nightclub sign. A huge bodyguard met them and they were escorted through the VIP entrance. Music and lights hit them as they went through the second set of doors. The dance floor was packed with young people as the bass pounded out a driving beat. The girls rushed out on the floor and blended with the crowd.
Even on a packed dance floor, the girls were noticed. The outfits they wore, were in fact shorter than the first set and exposed both the garters and a nice amount of creamy ass. Soft hands and hard cocks covered by strained clothing seemed to rub against the girls as they danced. As the music grew, Sara was first to cut loose, allowing a redhead behind her to dance against her body and lightly fondle her ass. Two-inch nails slid inside her panties to rub against a moist clit. Bodies bounced to the music and soon, several girls had pulled off their tops, exposing various sized breasts. Karen was not being outdone and had undone the three buttons on her top. Only the tied knot held her bouncing breasts from popping out.
