Nancy and I climbed in their big bed and she fell asleep in short order. My mind kept spinning with thoughts about the weekend so far; plus worrying about tonight. I must have finally dozed off; the next thing I knew there was a hand stroking my pussy. "Time to get moving, Erin." Don woke me up in fine fashion. Nancy pulled the sheet off, drug me to the bathroom, and shoved me in the shower.
Standing under the shower I was humming the song for tonight and remembered some words that went with the tune. I half remembered a few of the lyrics; something like "In the mood, my heart was skipping. It didn't take me long to say I'm in the mood." There was more in my head, "In the mood for all his kissing. In the mood, his crazy loving." I couldn't remember any more but I knew there was more.
I dried off and almost ran to the living room. "Has anybody ever sung during the strip show?" Nancy and Don looked at me like I was a little wacky. "I guess you could." Nancy said. "But there's no way to dance holding a microphone and REALLY no way to use a body mic when you're naked. What the hell do you have in mind, Erin?" I told her that wouldn't be a problem and headed to the computer and looked up "In The Mood Lyrics".
I found several versions from Glen Miller, more from Bette Midler and printed them out. I explained that besides dance lessons, I'd had years of voice training too. I did popular songs, Broadway, and opera. I did a couple of voice warm-ups and belted out a few lines of the song. To say the least, they were impressed. Nancy looked over the lyrics. "Some of these are a little racy." She read out loud. "You got to do some dancin' to get in the mood" "You were only hungry for some musical food, now you're positively, absolutely in the mood" "My heart is full of rhythm and I'm in the mood" "It's up to you, I'll take you gladly"
"They'd all be pretty hot if you were just singing dressed up circa World War II. Dancing naked on stage, you're gona' blow their fucking minds, Erin!" NAKED! I'd almost forgotten that I was naked and was going to be dancing and singing naked. I almost fainted but I had to do this. Nancy and I headed back to the computer and put together a couple of verses and choruses. We did two quick run throughs of the dance with the singing. This was going to be super hot.
Nancy did a quick trim on my pubes, changed into her outfit (a poodle skirt and sweater); we were off. I asked Nancy about what kind of dance she and Judy were doing. She described their dance as a gang fight with knives. "The knives are rigged. The points are blunt and the blades are butter knife dull except for the very bottom of the blade. When Judy tries to 'stab' me in the hip, the knife blade slips in and cuts the button off my skirt. The skirt falls off. Then Judy attacks my panties cutting the sides. I do the same to Judy until both we're naked except for shoes."
Nancy just finished her description when we pulled up behind the bar. I suddenly remembered part of the story of Yvonne's 4th of July adventure. I grabbed Nancy arm. "You are NOT going to leave me out here naked!" Nancy laughed and promised not to abandon me. Don parked and went to check the back door. It was locked so Don called the owner on his cell phone. While we were waiting Charlie and Judy pulled in. As they were getting out of their truck the back door opened.
We walked in the back door; two men, two girls in 1950's costumes and me naked. Dinner was underway; everything stopped when we walked in and people noticed the naked woman, me. The guys found a table while we got in line for food; down home smoked ribs Yvonne ate long ago. The line parted to let the naked woman in. I blushed at some of the comments, but I was also flattered. As we sat down to eat, Don laid a napkin down on my chair for me to sit on; what a gentleman.
After we ate, the girls took me to the bathroom to clean up and check makeup. We'd just sat back down when the show started. I won't try to describe the other dancers. They were OK but nothing like Nancy and Judy. They had music from a gang fight in West Side Story. The girls entered from different sides of the stage, spotted each other, and circled. They pulled theie knives and attacked. The knives flashed and the buttons disappeared from the sweaters. Judy and Nancy pulled the sweaters off each other and threw them off stage. Nancy grabbed Judy from behind, cut Judy's bra off, and grabbed her tiny tits.
Judy twisted free and cut the button off Nancy's skirt. She grabbed for it and Judy cut her bra off leaving both in just their panties, saddle shoes and bobby socks. Another flash of the knives and the panties were on the floor in shreds. They wrestled, doing bits from their earlier dance routine, Nancy spinning Judy around her body. The ending was spectacular! Their last pose was the one Yvonne wrote about. Nancy spun Judy around until she was upside down with them facing each other's pussies. Judy tugged on Nancy's pubes then slid down, coming to a stop sitting between Nancy's feet. The crowd loved it!
Now it was MY turn. I made my way to the wings while Bob, the owner, introduced me. "Ladies and gentlemen, you've been enjoying her naked beauty all evening. Now you can enjoy that, along with what I've been told, is some great dancing and a little surprise she has for us. Please welcome to the stage the lovely Miss Erin." I stepped out onto the stage and came to a sudden realization. The stage was about three feet high, putting my pussy above the eye level of the audience. They were about to see EVERYTHING that I had.
The music began and I started to dance, almost on autopilot. My first high kick brought a gasp from the audience. While I was dancing I noticed the curtain was only on one side of the stage. This gave me an idea for a couple of moves. I moved stage left (the side without a curtain) and did another high kick and let my foot catch high up the wall. I did a deep back bend and a back walkover to a split on the floor (my old gymnastics classes).
That brought a big cheer from the house! As I got up with a nice spin the music had progressed and I started singing. That brought big reaction from the audience. As I sang I moved to stage right (the side with the curtain). I pulled the curtain part around myself leaving one tit and one arm exposed to the audience. Won't say what my other hand was doing, but you can guess. I sang, "My heart is full of rhythm and I'm in the mood" And I really was.
Now the end, or actually the ends, of the song were coming up. I spun out of the curtain; my fingers were very wet. I felt my juices running down my legs. I kept singing what Nancy called the racy lyrics. As the first false ending came I bent over, legs spread with my ass toward the crowd. They loved it!
The music started again and I went back into my dance with a hand spring. Now I'd forgotten my planned dance moves and was making it up as I went along and I was HOT! I sang a little while the next false ending continued and went into my pose a little lower, spreading my pussy even farther open. Again the crowd loved it.
Finally the last ending began. I rolled onto my back and did a kip-up to my feet and spun around to face the audience. I did a series of very high kicks and started singing, "You got to do some dancin' to get in the mood, now I'm positively, absolutely in the mood. My heart is full of rhythm; I'll take you gladly now I'm in the mood." I turned my back to the house, bent over touching the floor, and slowly slid my feet apart until I was in almost full splits as the song finally finished.
The crowd jumped to their feet and went wild, a standing ovation. I did a forward roll and a spin to face the audience and took a big bow shaking my tits. I looked up and got my biggest surprise of the weekend; my husband Adam in the front row. I almost jumped off the stage into his arms. "What the hell are you doing here? How long have you been here? I need to fuck!"
"I'll answer your questions later." Adam told me. "Let's find a place to fuck first." I led him to the back of the bar, toward the women's bathrooms. "I can't go in there." Adam said. "You'll get me arrested!" I called him a coward and a fool and drug him to the men's room and opened the door. We really surprised the guy in there taking a leak.
"We're gonna' fuck here." I told him. "You can leave, or stay and watch." He stood there with his mouth and pants hanging open but didn't move; we had an audience. I dropped to my knees and opened Adam's pants. His dick was already nice and hard so I got busy sucking. Slurping around the head, I gently squeezed his balls. Adam started breathing heavily, signaling he was ready to come. "Not yet, dear. I told you, I need to fuck."
I hopped up on the counter and wrapped my legs around Adam, pulling him into my cunt. He slid into me with a single thrust. The bathroom door opened and two more guys walked in. The spotted Adam and me fucking away on the sink and stopped dead in their tracks. "Come on in." I told them. "The show is in here now." I was so hot that I came twice while Adam was pumping me. I started screaming and told the guys to close the door before somebody called the police.
Adam kept slamming my pussy until I came one more time with another scream. When he finally filled me, I jumped off the sink bending over to lick him clean enjoying the taste I learned to love this weekend. My audience applauded again. I stood up, took a bow, and shook my tits. Suddenly the bathroom door flew open. Don stuck his head in and said I was needed on stage for the judging.
I ran down the hall and felt Adam's load dripping down my leg; too late to stop now. The other girls were lining up on the stage. Nancy and Judy were still wearing just their shoes but the others were dressed. I jumped up onto the stage and got in line just as Bob started the judging. Like before, he held his hand over each girl's head and the audience applauded. Everybody got a very niece response. I thought the applause for Nancy and Judy was the loudest. Then Bob got to me. Everybody in the bar jumped to their feet. They clapped, stomped their feet, whistled, and god only knows what.
