A Burlesque Invitation

Author's note:

This story, as many do, started as a simple idea, but quickly evolved into a lot of other themes as I wrote. I hope you enjoy it and find something in it that turns you on.

"]Alright, you ready to see some booties shaking?"

"Excuse me, this is a classy establishment. We're not here to check out some booties, we're here to appreciate some fine derrieres!"

"Whatever you say. Can I also admire a set of grandiose mammaries from my seat in the gallery?"

I let out a snort and gave Amy a playful smack. It was Friday night, we'd had great food, drank good wine, and were about to head into our local theatre to see one of the area's burlesque troops perform.

"Thanks for getting tickets. I haven't seen a burlesque performance in years."

"Not much has changed. There's still dancing, still stripping, still no actual titties on display. Damn those pasties!"

We headed into the theatre and found our seats. Art deco style adornments covered the walls, with a stage, a small bar, and enough room to seat maybe 60 people. It was a very intimate and inviting space.

"Drinks?"

"You bet. You know what I like."

A rum and coke for me, and a gin and tonic for Amy. Our usual fair when we went out, which was quite often. Best friends for a long time, mostly platonic, once in a while venturing into the romantic. Right now, we are in the strictly platonic stage, although neither one of us is seeing anyone else at the moment. That didn't mean I couldn't appreciate how good she looked tonight. A long, slinky black dress with a slit right up the side almost to her waist showed off her killer legs, and the top of the dress revealed a good amount of her breasts.

I returned with our drinks. "Can I say you look especially good tonight? That dress is going to outshine the people on stage!"

"You don't look bad yourself. That vest and tie combo with jeans makes you look like some kind of enigmatic billionaire, ready to come up with new ways to screw all us working stiffs."

"Hell no, the only people I'll be thinking about just screwing tonight are the performers!"

Before long the lights dimmed and the show got under way. For those that haven't been to a burlesque show, it consists of impressive costumes, fun music, and choreographed dance numbers, all while the performer strips down to just pasties and underwear. Sexy, fun, and doesn't have the sleazy vibe of most strip clubs I've ventured into over the years. Plus, the audience really gets into it, hooting and hollering, cheering when a piece of clothing gets removed, and dropping money into the buckets as the tip kittens come by after each performance.

The acts did not disappoint. There were a variety of styles, of both performance and body type. My favorites included a larger redhead dancing to some rock-n-roll, gyrating and grinding on one of the chairs on stage. Another was a skinny black lady with an absolutely perfect ass who stripped down and crawled across the stage with the most "fuck me" look on her face that I'm sure it made every person in the audience's blood pump a little harder.

The final act of the night, however, was the literal show stopper. The MC, who had also been losing bits of her top as the night went on, introduced the troop leader. The lights went down, a spotlight came up, and onto the stage came a girl with a classic goth look. Black makeup, piercings, tattoos, and a set of goat horns strapped to her head. She had a whip and was cracking it, with the "snap-POP!" echoing through the theatre. An old White Zombie song started blasting, and she began the most electric performance of the night. Every movement was meticulously crafted to be as sexy as possible. Don't believe you can give a man a raging hard-on by just pulling off a glove? Think again, my friends. As she began to lose her clothing you could see she was sporting set of leather and metal straps around her body. At one point she ripped off one of the horns and began to simulate fellatio on it. I glanced at Amy and could see she was just as turned on by this performance as I was. Maybe we would move that platonic friendship back to the romantic tonight, after all.

By the end of the song our final performer was naked except for the pasties over her nipples and a tiny pair of black panties with a middle finger on them. Her giant breasts swung rhythmically as she exited the stage to thunderous applause. The MC reemerged, wearing nothing more than a bra and a long billowing skirt, seemingly as hot and bothered by the performance as the rest of us. "Alright, let's hear it one more time for the performers tonight! Remember to tip your bartenders and have a great evening, we'll catch you next time."

"Just one more thing. Could the couple sitting right there-" and she pointed at us- "come see me on stage?"

Bewildered, Amy and I looked at each other.

"What's this all about Evan? Did you forget to pay for our drinks or something?"

"No idea. I figured you were hitting on some performers in the bathroom and we've been banned from future shows."

We snaked our way through the audience to the edge of the stage.

"Hey guys! My name is Candy. Every show we are on the lookout for the best dressed people, or couples, someone who's just killing it with the outfits. We give them a special VIP pass for the after party right here with our troop. Are you interested?"

"Oh wow!" Amy exclaimed, blushing a little. "Are you sure? We can't be the best dressed people here."

The MC laughed. "Nonsense. Our whole troop votes on it. The troop leader even personally mentioned she thought you should be it for tonight. What do you think?"

We looked at each other and Amy shrugged. "I'm not ready to call it a night. Why not? Let's hang out for a bit."

"Wonderful! Come on backstage and I'll introduce you to the troop."

We made our way backstage, where several of the performers were milling around in various states of undress, some having put more clothes on after their performances, some not. We shook some hands, made some small talk, and I tried not to stare at the goods, now very up close. Amy struck up a conversation with a crew member and after I came back with another round of drinks, didn't see her anywhere. After a few minutes of standing around awkwardly with both our cocktails in hand, I decided to see if I could find her. A small hallway led off the main room with a few open dressing room doors. I stuck my head around a corner to see if Amy was in the first room.

"Well hi. Looking for someone?"

It was not Amy after all, but one of the performers. She was wearing tight pair of jeans and a sweater.

"Excuse me. I was just looking for my friend."

She grinned. "No problem. You're the VIP couple, right? I'm Billie."

"Evan. Great to meet you. I seem to have lost my date."

Billie motioned me inside. "I think I saw her hanging out with Vincent, our lighting tech. I can try to find her for you. Here, sit down."

I plopped down into one of the softest couches I'd ever sat on, or should I say, in.

"Don't worry about it. I'm sure she'll show up soon."

Billie sat down next to me. "Well, until then we can hang out. So did you enjoy the show tonight? Who were your favorites? Besides me, of course." She gave me a playful slap.

"Everyone was good. But I think the skinny girl who crawled across the stage and the girl doing the Prince song were my favorites. Plus the closer. That was wild."

Billie laughed. "Of course. Everybody loves our troop leader Holly. She's done some crazy stuff over the years. Hang on, I'll text Shannon. She did the Prince song you liked. See if she can come in here to meet you."

A few minutes passed while Billie and I chatted before someone stuck their head in the door.

"Hey girl, I'm here."

I looked up to see the chubby rehead performer. She was still wearing only pasties with tassels, and panties, not having put anything on since her performance. Her red hair hung around her shoulders down to her large boobs, and I was even more appreciative of her thick ass, large thighs and chubby belly from up close.

"I'm Shannon. You must be Evan. Don't worry about getting up, that couch swallows you whole. Billie said I should come say hello, that you liked my performance."

"Yeah, that was awesome, I I really enjoyed it."

Shannon grinned. "Well thanks! I've been working on it for a while. Did you like the end when I shook these titties in circles?" As if the memory wasn't already fresh in my brain, she swung her boobs in a circle again. The tassels twirled inches from my face.

"Wow, uh, yes. Yes, I enjoyed it. You're very talented."

"I work hard on it. So you're our VIP for tonight, huh? Who's the lady friend with you? She's gorgeous."

I was desperately trying to refocus to Shannon's face from her tits, but the fact that I was still sitting down put them directly at face level, and I was struggling.

"Uh, what did you say?"

Shannon laughed. "You seem a little distracted."

"Yeah, sorry."

"I would be too. These babies are big and beautiful. I don't mind if you stare."

Billie put her hand on my leg. "That is why we're on stage taking our clothes off, after all. We like it when people look."

I gulped, very aware of the hand on my thigh. "OK. I just didn't want to make the situation weird."

Billie laughed and rubbed her hand up and down my leg. I was starting to have really crazy fantasies about what was going on, but there was no way it would actually happen, right?

Shannon grabbed my hands and pulled me up out of the couch. "Stand up. I know we say no touching during the performance, but we have different rules for the after party. You can touch as much as you want. Is that OK with you? To touch and be touched? If you say no, that's fine, but it will be a lot more fun if you say yes."

I could feel the blood rushing to my face, and other parts of me too. "I mean, yeah. I guess so." I stopped for a second. What was I doing? "Of course. That sounds great."

Shannon placed my hands against her breasts. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. "That's good. We're going to have a fun night then. Here, feel me. My skin against yours."

Billie stood up and produced a small unmarked bottle. "Drink this."

"What is it?"

Shannon leaned in and whispered "Fun in a bottle. Do you like my tits?"

"Mmm-hmm."

"I thought so. The bulge in your pants says yes too. Drink it."

Oh what the hell. I downed the shot of whatever it was.

Billie pulled the tight sweater over her head, revealing she had not been wearing a bra. Her perky tits were smaller than Shannon's, and very beautiful. She stepped out of the tight jeans she was wearing and hooked her thumbs around her underwear, pulling them off. Her pussy was shaved and glistened.

"My god girl, you are wet!"

Billie laughed as she unbuckled my pants.. "I always get this way for VIPs. I love getting first dibs." As she removed my jeans, my cock popped out, rock hard. "Look at that. I love a good dick."

Shannon was also removing the small amount of clothing she still wore. Her large tits bounced as she lost her tassels and underwear. As the old saying goes, the carpet did indeed match the drapes, as she sported a large mound of bright red hair around her pussy.

Shannon leaned in and gave me a long kiss. "What can we do to you tonight, Evan?"

I returned the kiss with gusto. "Anything you want."

Billie kissed me as well, her fingers running down my chest. "Anything at all?"

"Anything and everything."

Both girls dropped to their knees and Billie took my hard cock into her mouth. Shannon began to lick my balls, slowly running her tongue around and under them. Then, as Billie pulled my dick out of her mouth, both girls started to lick up and down the sides of my shaft.

"Oh my god, that feels so good."

Shannon and Billie continued to suck on me, knowing the perfect amount of licking, sucking, and when to let up a little. Eventually, I started to feel my balls churn and knew it wouldn't be long before I unleashed a load.

"I'm almost there. I'm going to cum in your mouth."

Billie gave my cock one last flick with her tongue. "Not yet, cowboy. I need you to cool down for a minute."

Shannon also stopped sucking on me and grabbed Billie's hand, pulling them both up. "Let's give him time to relax."

The two walked over to the couch, Shannon's large ass swaying as she went. Billie was smaller, and I could see her wet pussy peaking from between her thighs.

"Sit down."

Billie dropped down to sit on the couch and spread her legs as Shannon knelt in front of her. Starting with her feet, she licked all the way up her leg, finally reaching her crotch. Wasting no time, she dove in and began to swirl her tongue inside of Billie's pussy.

"Oh fuck yes. I love it every time you go down on me."

I moved a little closer to get a better view. And what a view it was. Shannon's large ass stuck in the air, her red hairy snatch on full display from behind. She was dripping pussy juice as she greedily ate Billie out. My cock was still rock hard, but I no longer felt like it was about to burst, so I slipped behind Shannon and grabbed her hips with both hands.

"Oh yes, Evan. Are you ready for more?"

I pushed the head of my dick against the opening to her pussy, which offered no resistance as my shaft slid inside her. I was engulfed by the incredible sensation of her large wet cunt, and as she moaned I began to fuck her, matching the rhythm of her head bobbing up and down on Billie.

"Holy shit. Your pussy feels amazing."

"Yes, fuck me. Fuck my wet pussy with your big hard cock."

We both picked up the pace as I slammed my dick inside her as hard as I could, knowing this time nothing would stop me from cumming. Shannon writhed and smacked her ass back into me as hard as she could on each stroke, making me go even deeper. Her belly swayed as we fucked. Billie came at least once with a scream that shook the walls and must have also been heard for miles. None of us cared. It was three people in total harmony as we reached closer to orgasm.

"Oh fuck, you're making me cum." Shannon let out a scream of her own as she came hard on my dick. Her pussy clamped even tighter around my shaft and her whole body shuddered. My cock twitched and I knew I was almost there. I slammed into her own more time as the first load of cum shot into Shannon's cunt.

"Yessssssss....... cum inside me, baby."

Another blast coated her pussy, and then........

....... just like that, someone turned out the lights.

One moment, I was having the fuck of my life, and the next, I could feel myself falling forward. One of the girls grabbed me and guided me onto the couch.

"Shhhhh, it's OK Evan. Just ride the wave. It's all g. o.. i... n.... g...... t........... o....................."

Darkness.

A spotlight.

I shook my head, dazed and trying to get my bearings. It was like waking up from a bad blackout.

"Welcome back."

A voice spoke out of the light. I tried to look around but found I couldn't move properly. It felt like I was restrained somehow.

"Where....... who........ what's going on?"

The voice laughed, and a blurred face appeared in the spotlight. "All your questions will be answered in time. Don't worry, you were only out for a few minutes. No damage worse than a few more drinks would have done."

"Why can't I move? Where am I? What is this?"

The face came into clearer focus. It was Candy, the MC. "So many questions. I'd gag you too, but we'll need your mouth open."

"Hey, let me up!"

"Oh no, that's not happening soon. Now be a good boy and do what you're told. Andrea! He's ready."

Candy's face disappeared from view, and was replaced by the skinny black lady that had done the routine I liked so much.

"Let me tell you what's going to happen. I'm going to ride your face until I cum. Now open your mouth and don't stop until I tell you." Andrea squatted over my face until her tight, shaved pussy was just above my mouth, then lowered herself onto my face, as I got my first taste of her snatch.

"Lick me."

Andrea began to move her hips against my face, and I obediently opened my mouth and began to tongue her pussy.

"Oh fuck. That's good."

I heard several exclamations, and realized that there must be someone out there watching.

Andrea ground her vagina into my mouth. She was incredibly tight, and with every lick, I felt like I was filling her whole pussy up with my tongue. Even in the strange state I was in, I couldn't help wondering how goddamn good it would feel around my dick.

"Oh yes. Eat my pussy. I need to cum."

I'm not sure how long we went, but as she rode my face faster as I shoved my tongue into her as hard as I could. Her dripping pussy juices coated my face as she began to squirm and grunt.

"Uggghhhhhhhh...... I'm cumming....... oh god...... FUCK I'M CUMMING ON YOUR FUCKING FACE!"

Andrea toppled off as a loud cheer went up from..... the audience? What the hell was going on?

"Let's hear it for Evan....... he's eaten his first pussy of the evening!" It sounded like our MC Candy was working up a crowd. How many people had just watched me pleasure Andrea?

"Next up, it's the girl with the wettest pussy I've ever seen..... and I've seen quite a few! It's our newbie, Billie. Get up there and fuck his mouth, sister!"

Billie's familiar face appeared in my vision. "Hey babe. Let's have some more fun, shall we?"

With that, Billie's shaved cunt engulfed my mouth and I began to lick my second pussy of the evening. The crowd responded with applause. As advertised, she was incredibly wet. Is waterboarding by pussy a thing? If the CIA is looking for an incredibly sexy form of torture, I think we've found it.

It took a little longer, but eventually Billie also came while riding my face. The crowd went wild.

Next was a girl who had done a country themed dance earlier. I never even got her name. She came very fast and even gave my cock a brief fondle as she was climbing off me.

"Now, coming to the stage..... please give it up for our own firebrand. She's red hot and ready to get off!"

Shannon's face came into view above me. "Hi again. I loved your cock in me. I hope you enjoy eating my pussy just as much."

Shannon lowered herself toward my face, and a dribble of something hit me. "Oh babe, you came in me really hard before you blacked out. There was so much cum. I left it for you to clean up."

Shannon dropped onto me, smothering my mouth in her pussy. I tasted the salty brine running out of her as I began to lick her snatch.

"Yes baby, you like the taste of spunk while you eat me?"

I was engulfed in her hairy pussy, as my head was squeezed between her thick thighs. I couldn't breath. Hell, I couldn't even see. I desperately needed a breath, but couldn't quite get it. The others had sat on my face, but Shannon was taking it for a full-on joyride.

"Look at this girl go! She's riding his face hard!"

The crowd once again responded with cheers.

My whole face was slimy with my own jizz as I drove my tongue inside her, trying desperately to make her cum for the second time tonight.

"Evan, I need to tell you something." Shannon didn't stop grinding herself into me as she spoke. "I fucked three other guys tonight. They all came inside me too. That's why there's so much spunk down there. But you're cleaning me up so good."

Shannon slammed her pussy into my mouth, and for a moment I thought I was going to pass out again.

"Eat my fat sloppy cunt, Evan. Lick my pussy until I cum on your face."

I have to admit that despite being force-fed multiple strangers' cum out of a fat woman's vagina, I was incredibly turned on. I couldn't get enough of Shannon's creamy pussy. I shoved my tongue into her, tasting the cocktail of pussy juice and four loads of semen.

"Oh fuck yes...... I'm cumming."

Shannon pulled her pussy away from my mouth just as a blast hit me in the face, mixing with the cum she'd rubbed on me from her cunt.

"Oh god, oh god! YESSSSSSSSSS."

Another shot of her juices hit me, drenching my hair. Shannon rolled off of me and gave me a long kiss, as we traded spit, cum, and whatever else. She leaned in to whisper in my ear. "That was so good. You're my favorite. I can't wait to see what's next."

I felt two sets of hands untie me and I was finally able to sit up and look around. We were on stage. Past the spotlights, I could see the theatre was once again filled.

I felt something around my neck. Andrea had returned, still completely naked, and snapped a collar and leash on me.

"Get on your hands and knees."

I stared at her dumbfounded for a moment, until she gave it a yank that said I'd better do what she said.

"Now, bitch! Get on all fours and crawl."

Obediently, I crawled after her as she walked across the stage, the lights showcasing her perfect tiny ass and pussy.

"Now that's what I call a good boy!" The crowd roared again for another of Candy's quips. "Should we bring out our other guest of honor?"

From the corner of the stage Amy emerged, flanked by several of the burlesque performers. Her hair and makeup were a mess, and she looked generally disheveled, but unlike me, still had her clothes on. She was deposited at the center of the stage.

"Don't they make a cute couple?" The crowd cheered. Candy walked toward us as she addressed the audience. "I think we're all amped up for the main event tonight. Are you all ready? Ready for our fearless leader to come out here have her way? Well then, welcome to the stage once again..... Mistress Havoc!"

The audience went wild.

From behind the curtain emerged the troop leader, the goth girl I had loved watching so much. She wore nothing but a belt of metal rings around her waist and leather straps across her chest like a bandoleer. They did nothing to hide her large breasts and the black hair around her sex.

Holly, or Mistress Havoc, as she was now being called, strode confidently to the center stage. She carried the whip in one hands and a knife in the other. Reaching down, in one clean cut she sliced Amy's dress from top to bottom. It hung for a moment, then dropped off of her, revealing she was no longer wearing anything underneath. Standing there naked next to me, her beautiful body on display for all to see, Amy seemed calm as she stared out into the spotlights.

Andrea yanked on my leash, and a sharp pain snapped through me as I crawled after her away from Amy. Reaching the edge of the stage, I saw several heavy chains with handles on the ends, hanging from the ceiling.

"Grab the chains, dog." Andrea commanded, and I had no choice but to obey, taking a handle in each hand.

Mistress Havoc's voice boomed through the theatre, not needing a mic to be heard by each and every one there. "Now, experience the pleasure and pain of this evening's final performance." The whip popped with fury.

"Well folks, that's my cue to drop the mic! From here on out, you're on your own." Candy walked to the center of the stage between the Amy and I. From across the stage, a form emerged from the shadows. It was Vincent, the crew member Amy had been talking to earlier. He was completely naked and I could see his large uncut penis swaying as approached her. He stood in front of Amy and she leaned over, taking his cock in her mouth. Another man strode across the stage and positioned himself behind Amy. Even with Vincent's dick in her mouth, I could see her face contort as the other man's cock slid inside her.

The moment was interrupted as a set of hands took hold of my neck from behind. I held onto the chains as I was roughly bent over.

"Do not look at them, you have eyes only for your mistress." Holly yanked the leash and I forced my neck to swivel around to look at her. Still wearing the chains, she'd added one additional piece of wardrobe, which would become very important to me momentarily: she now sported a large black studded dildo connected to a strap around her waist.

"Oh my god, what is that?"

WHAP! A searing shot of pain coursed through my back as the whip came down.

"Are you ready to be fucked?"

Even if I could have lied, my rock hard cock would have betrayed me.

"Yes."

WHAP!

"You will address your mistress properly! Now, are you ready to be fucked?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Then beg for it. Beg to be fucked by your mistress."

"Mistress, please fuck me. I will do anything to please you."

Havoc laughed harshly. "That's better. You want to be fucked, and you shall be fucked."

And with that, she shoved the dildo inside me.

There was a moment of pain and then an incredible wave washed over me as her large phallus penetrated my ass.

Havoc bent me over and began to pump the strap-on into me. I let out a whimper and a cry. "Oh yes Mistress, please...... ugggghhhh oh fuck...... yes, fuck me harder......"

The leather and chain-clad goddess picked up speed, pounding my ass as I helplessly hung onto the chains. With a jerk of my leash, Havoc brought my head up, and if I could have foreseen the evening getting any stranger, I was not expecting what I saw.

Candy had already removed her bra, and her beautiful large tits hung invitingly. As I watched, she stepped out of her billowing skirt, and a huge cock sprung out. Except this one wasn't a strap-on, it was very real.

"I'll bet you didn't think I was packing this, did you?" Candy moved toward me gracefully as my ass continued to be pounded, until she stood in front of me. I couldn't take my eyes off of her giant member. It had to be at least 8 inches long, and it was very thick.

Candy cradled my head in her palm, and grabbed my leash from Havoc. "Well, cum slut, it's not going to suck itself." She jerked the collar tight and slowly slid her huge dick onto my lips. "Open your mouth."

I had no choice but to obey. I opened as wide as I could and she slid her thick cock into my mouth. There was no way she could get the whole thing in, I thought, but she kept pushing. I gagged, and she smacked me hard across the face. When she was most of the way in, she began to move in and out, fucking my face in rhythm as Havoc fucked my ass. I bounced back and forward, my body taking the two large dicks as best it could.

"Goddamn, you've got a greedy little mouth, cocksucker! You almost made me cum right there!" Candy pulled her dick out of my mouth and laughed. "I need a minute and you should see what's happening to your little girl over there."

Without Candy's dick in my face I was able to once again see across the stage to Amy. She was a mess. Her face was covered with spunk and some dribbled out of her pussy where someone had obviously finished inside her. A different guy, who I hadn't seen earlier, was deep in her ass as she bounced up and down on his dick. As I watched, two more men appeared, one immediately shoving his cock into her pussy and the other parting her lips to fuck her mouth.

"Alright, time to start sucking again, bitch."

Candy slid her large cock back into my mouth, and once again I choked. "I love your little slut mouth. Gag on my cock, you whore."

Again, I had little choice but to obey.

"Havoc, he's a good little slut. I think we should reward him."

Havoc laughed. "Fine. Bring over Isabelle."

Almost immediately, I felt someone next to me and saw a woman I hadn't seen before. She had short-cropped platinum hair and sported multiple piercings in her face, her nipples, and vagina. She was completely naked except for a set of gloves. She knelt next to me and looked up at Havoc.

"Isabelle. Pleasure him."

Isabelle grabbed my cock in her gloved hand and began to stroke. There were so many sensations between the dildo in my ass and the cock in my mouth that I almost couldn't feel her caressing my shaft. The three woman fucked and stroked me in sync with each other as I could do nothing to resist. My eyes glazed over and I let myself go completely.

"Mistress, he is ready." Isabelle's voice brought me somewhat back to the moment.

"Then it is time." Havoc's voice rang through the theatre. "Begin the count!"

From out in the great beyond, off the stage, away from this intense fucking, I heard the crowd begin to chant.

"TEN"

Candy drove her cock deeper into my mouth and I gagged once again. Sweat mixed with the dried cum on my face dripped onto the floor.

"NINE"

My mistress shoved her strap-on dildo as far as it could go in my ass, triggering an another intense bout of pleasure that ran all the way through me.

"EIGHT"

From the other side of the stage, I heard Amy cry out as she took another dick deep inside her.

"SEVEN"

Isabelle jerked my cock as hard as she could, stroking up and down with her gloved hands. I could feel my balls begin to churn for the second time tonight.

"SIX"

Candy's body tensed and I knew it wouldn't be long. Through clenched teeth she whispered "choke on my big cock, you goddamn pathetic fuck slut."

"FIVE"

Mistress brought the whip down with a crack and another wave of pain ripped through me. "Tell these people how you like getting fucked by your mistress. Beg for our cum in front of them."

"FOUR"

"I love getting bent over and fucked by my Mistress while I'm sucking a big cock. Cum in my mouth and let me eat your spunk. Please fuck my ass like a whore." Mistress continued to pound me with reckless abandon, pumping the large black

strap-on dildo in and out of me doggystyle.

"THREE"

"Oh my god I'm cumming!" Amy screamed from across the stage. "Drench me in your hot jizz and make me your bitch!" Several of the guys she was fucking grunted and yelled, and I could only imagine she was getting her wish.

"THREE"

"Swallow my cum you fucking slut!" Candy yelled as she shoved her cock back into my mouth, and at long last my loosened throat took all 8+ inches as I drooled on her shaft. Her huge tits swung back and forth as she pumped her hard dick into me, and I could feel her balls clench as the first wave of an orgasm ripped through her.

"TWO"

Candy's dick erupted in my mouth. Cum shot deep into my throat and I choked on her hot, salty semen. She pulled out out and a fired a load directly into my face as I gagged on the mouthful of spunk. Havoc yanked on my collar and my head snapped back, giving me no choice but to swallow the load of Candy's cum. I gagged again and the trans beauty slapped me hard across the face. My Mistress shoved her strap-on deep into my ass one more time and then ripped it all the way out.

"ONE"

My cock exploded. Rope after rope of cum shot out, coating Isabelle's hair and tits. Her hands went to her face, trying to keep from being covered in jizz, but it was too late. I slipped and let go of the chains, twisting as I fell. Another load arched upward from my cock, slapping Mistress square in the face and mouth, coating her black makeup and lipstick with streaks of white spunk. One last halfhearted spurt landed on her left breast. My cock twitched and was still.

The audience was silent as they exited the theatre. For a few minutes I lay on the stage in a daze, watching Candy and Isabelle lick my spunk off Havoc' face and chest. I crawled to Amy, who lay spread eagle in a pool of semen. Cum ran freely out of her pussy and ass. She turned her head and spat a huge glob of it onto the floor. She smiled up at me weakly as I grabbed her hand.

"Wasn't that something, Evan? When I asked them to gangbang me, I didn't really think they'd do it, but that was the greatest fuck of my life. What did you ask them to do to you?"

I collapsed onto her.

"Anything they wanted."

Sometime in the night we woke up, huddled together naked and alone. Someone had turned out the lights, and the pools of cum dried on the stage and caked on our bodies glinted in the red glow from an exit light.