The music started, the curtains parted, and Wanda Catron wobbled onstage in her four-inch platform heels. The spotlights flared in her eyes, almost blinding her. She reached to her left and found the brass pole. She held on a second, remembering to move her hips to the music. She twirled around the pole, and the trench coat she was wearing flared open, revealing her pink top and pink short shorts.
The crowd gazed in anticipation as Wanda let go of the pole and staggered to the middle of the stage. she twirled again, letting the coat flare even wider this time. A third twirl and the coat flew off Wanda's shoulders. A few of the men in the audience whistled their approval.
Wada's eyes, now adjusted to the bright lights, searched the crowd as she danced. Finally she saw her Mistress, Anne Franklin. No surprise, she was sitting with their mutual friend Amber Anderson.
Wanda remembered the advice Bambi had given her moments before. "Focus on one person, and dance to him only," she had advised. Wanda chose Anne and Amber. She turned towards them and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, letting it slide down her shoulders as each button came undone. Finally, she let the opened blouse fall to the floor, and she then worked on her short shorts, skinning them down her legs also. Quickly she was wearing only her underwear, and the crowd was growing louder in anticipation.
This was Wanda's first night as a professional stripper. She had won the Amateur Night contest a week ago here at the Strip-O-Rama, and Anne had gotten her a part-time job here. The music all but forgotten now, Wanda continued her dance. The bra was a front-hook, and she easily undid the clasp. Her arms crossed over her breasts as the shoulder straps fell to her elbows. She grabbed each end of the opened bra and pulled it wide apart, twirling as she did so. The bra fell off and Wanda was nude from the waist up.
Wanda twirled her fingertips on the nipples until they were hard, smiling to the crowd as she did so. Then she took a couple more dance steps and nearly had a disaster.
Still unused to the platform shoes she was wearing, Wanda tripped and started to fall face-first to the stage. She threw her arms out to catch herself, then lifted up and arched her back to show her breasts. To the uneducated eye, it looked like a planned move.
Wanda then rolled onto her back. She lifted her hips up and grabbed the top and bottom of her thong. She pulled the thong taught and slid it between her pussylips, feeling the material slide into her body. She slid the thong up and down, showing the audience the barest part of her pussy.
Then she grabbed the waistband on the thong and pulled it down. With it off her body, she reached for the thong and returned it between her pussy lips. Using a kegel method, she gripped the thong in her pussy and stood. She danced a couple more steps and did a twirl, holding the thong in her pussy. As the song ended, she released the kegel, and the thong dropped to the floor, leaving Wanda nude.
several dollars rained through the air, landing on the stage. The DJ was crying, "Let's hear it for Little Heather!" The rest of the crowd was cheering. Wanda picked up the bills onstage and slipped them into her trench coat pocket. A look and a nod at the DJ, and he announced Wanda's second song. The music started again, and Wanda took a deep breath. This dance would be the payoff, or prove she was not cut out for stripping.
Wanda started with her back to the audience, one hand on a full-length mirror. Anne had selected an old song from the 60s as Wanda's second tune, "Girl Watcher." Wanda rubbed her hands all over her body as the song started, letting the audience see the move in the mirror.
Then she turned and grabbed for the brass pole. She pulled very close to it and wrapped her 38c breasts around the pole. A quick shiver flew through Wanda's body. The pole was very cold. Controlling the shiver, Wanda slowly slid her breasts down the pole until she was squatting. She then bounced up and down, letting the men thing that pole was their cock, wrapped between her breasts.
She then shifted positions on the pole. She dropped backwards, holding herself up by her arms. She moved forward slightly, and her pussy touched the pole. She rubbed her pussylips up and down that brass pole, letting out a moan heard by the customers close to the pole. She then pushed back up, grabbed the pole, and stood.
She took a couple steps down the runway. This time, she was not dancing, but moving to her next position. This second number wasn't really a dance, it was more of a sex show. Reaching her spot, Wanda dropped to the floor again. She rolled on one side, looking out at the audience. Then she lifted her upper leg straight up.
The men (and a few women) on that left side got a good look at her pussy. The audience on the right side of the stage saw Wanda move her hand up and down her leg. The left side saw Wanda's hand slide down her upper thigh and caress her pussylips, then pull them apart quickly. Just as quickly, she let go of her pussy.
A few bills flew onto the floor as Wanda rolled to face the center of the stage. She rubbed her nipples on the floor again, then lay down, flattening the breasts. Then she lifted back up, letting the crowd see her breasts resume their shape.
Another roll, and the right side crowd was able to view Wanda's pussy. This time, she was on her hands and knees. she lowered her hands until her shoulders were on the floor. Her hands went between her legs and split her pussy wide. She then pretended she was being humped from the rear, moving back and forth.
Her head was twisted in the perfect angle to see the booth Anne and Amber were sitting in. Wanda smiled as she saw Anne'e eyes boring in, totally engrossed in what Wanda was doing. Amber, meanwhile, was taking advantage of the darkness of the room and the corner booth to masturbate while watching Wanda perform. Wanda saw that and knew she was putting on a good job.
Wanda had one more scene change. She rolled around until she was facing the center of the runway and the audience in the middle of the room. She squatted down and used her hands to pull her pussy wide apart. Then she humped up and down, as if she was riding a man's cock. She now saw several of the men imitating Amber, masturbating as they watched Wanda perform.
The group closest to the stage saw Wanda's pussy glistening in the spotlight. They even saw a few drops of perspiration fall from her pussy. They thought, however, that Wanda was cumming, because she had been moaning throughout the performance.
The song built to its climax, one planned by Anne and Wanda. for the final time the record sang "I'm a girl watcher. Here comes one now!" At that, the song stopped and Wanda let out a loud bellow, imitating an orgasm. She collapsed on the stage afterwards, as bills rained on her body.
A minute later, Wanda was on her feet, collecting bills thrown on the stage and taking bills from the hands of those sitting close to stage level. Some bills Wanda just took. but a few of the larger bills she took by letting the customer slide it between her breasts. At the right moment, Wanda pulled back, taking the bill with her.
The money collected, Wanda gathered her clothes and scooted backstage. The DJ was promising that Little Heather would be out in a couple minutes to see the audience and was encouraging them to get a lap dance from her.
Backstage, several of the dancers crowded around Wanda, congratulating her for a good set. Bambi in particular looked at Wanda with a weird grin on her face. "Nervous before going onstage, huh?" she giggled. "You didn't look nervous at all." Bambi had come into the bathroom while Wanda's Mistress, Anne, was licking Wanda's pussy to calm her down. Bambi had only seen one pair of legs kneeling in front of the toilet seat and heard Wanda's moans, which Bambi mistook as post-vomit moans.
Wanda giggled back. "I got some ... special ... help calming down," she said without mentioning the details.
Wanda quickly dressed in her button-down top and short shorts and started wandering through the crowd. She wanted to get to Anne's table and get a critique from her Mistress. Several of the men stopped her to give her tips. Just before getting to Anne's booth, a man in his mid-40s stopped Wanda.
"I'd like a lap dance," he said.
Wanda led him to the back row of the theater. She noticed a couple other dancers there, giving lap dances. She especially was pleased to see Bill, the club bouncer, looking large and menacing in the corner. She hoped she would never need his services, but was glad he was there.
While they waited for a new song to start, Wanda and the man talked. He introduced himself as Russell, from Salt Lake City. He explained her took the hour-long drive to the Strip-O-Rama because he liked this club more than the ones back home.
Wanda went over the rules quickly. It was $25 a dance, and Russell was not allowed to touch her with his hands unless she put his hands on her body. Russell placed a $50 on the table next to them and said "I'd like two dances, Heather." Wanda put the money in the pocket of her short shorts and smiled.
The next song started. Wanda scooted the table away and started swaying, keeping her legs outside Russell's. She slid her hands up and down her body, letting Russell watch her movements. Each time her hands reached her throat, she slid them down and undid a button on her blouse. After a few passes, she was completely unbuttoned. Then she turned her back on Russell, placed her head on his shoulder, and let him gaze down the front of her body as she slipped the blouse off. She lifted her hands to her breasts, and pulled them even higher. She lowered her head a bit, and as Russell's eye level, licked each nipple.