Summer and Glynda’s Night Out
Guess who's not dead! That's right!
It's Damien-Kova! He's the one who proposed this story trade to me on the discord server I run/we moderate (that plug was subtle enough, right?)! The idea is that we would both do a prompt for each other as a way to motivate one another (read: me). His request was Summer Rose and Glynda Goodwitch as pole dancers and getting jiggy with it (the kids still say that, right?) in some way while mine is on his blog.
So go thank Damien-Kova for this piece.
"And now gentlemen, please welcome to the stage Grace and Harmony!" The patrons of the gentlemen's club cheered as the two starlets of the moment strutted onto the stage on their high heel pumps.
"Really, Summer? Harmony?" Glynda muttered under breath, low enough that the loud thumping music covered it before it reached earshot of the men at the chairs next to the stage. Her large breasts bounced heavily in time underneath the thin sweater she was wearing and every swing of her hips threatened to reveal the strong panties hiding underneath her short mini skirt.
"Shut up, 'Grace'," Summer shot back, wrapping a bare, slender arm around her co-performer's waist. Glynda just rolled her eyes, disguising the motion with a flick of her hair, and reached around her student's waist, letting her fingers brush along the silk dress that she was wearing.
The music began pumping, and 'Grace' smirked as her hand dropped below 'Harmony's' waist to grab a handful of her tight, perky ass. The men applauded and cheered as Summer leaned into Glynda's chest, the blonde moving her other hand through the slit of the brunette's long dress and moving it to the side to show off to their audience how she was kneading and playing with that taut butt. The men and few women were appreciative of the sight, especially when they saw the black and lacy thong in contrast to the white dress that covered it.
However, Summer decided that it was time for her to get a little more proactive, so she tilted her head to Glynda's face and leaned in for a heated kiss. It lasted for only a few moments, but it was definitely enough to get them very excited. They separated and moved to their own pole, putting on a hot routine. Glynda's made sure to emphasize how she was braless underneath that gray sweater of hers, her tits moving wildly with each movement, and how short her skirt was as she bent over and even held herself upside down once or twice to everybody's enjoyment.
Whereas Glynda was wild and passionate, Summer was sensual. Her dress moved like smoke as she twirled on her pole, her smooth pearly skin tantalizing and only brief flashes of the underwear everybody had gotten a good look at. However, now that they knew what lay beneath it, they wanted more of it. Summer took advantage of their desperation, even locking her legs in place at one point to shake her full rear at the audience to loud cheering.
The song came to a close and the two came back together, near breathless and perspiring from their entertaining. But they weren't done yet. They had a set of three songs planned, and in the first interlude, they used the lull between the songs to strip off all of each other's clothes save their underwear.
The second song started picking up and they started moving, Summer moving behind Glynda and running her hands up and down her sexy teacher's body, her fingers teasing at the edges of the blonde's frilly panties before running back up. Finally, she seized Glynda's tits in both hands and started jiggling them before the crowd, Glynda grinding her own firm rear into Summer's crotch. The brunette bit her lip at the stimulation before deciding fair was fair and tweaking Glynda's nipples, drawing a loud cheer from the crowd as the professor cried out.
Unknown to Summer, Glynda had always had very sensitive nipples. The moment she cried out, she had a small orgasm, the crowd cheering as they saw her white panties suddenly grow damp in the crotch. She broke free of Summer's hold on her breasts, spun around, and pulled her student in a fierce kiss, her hips bucking against Summer's. Both groaned as their hands roamed the other's body, searching for sensitive spots to tease and latch onto.
When they broke apart, Summer leaned back, dazed enough for her professor to pull her to the stage side where some patrons had gathered without realizing it. Snapping out of it, she grinned sultrily and spun around, getting on her knees and kneeling forward until she was on her forearms, her delectable rump perky than ever as it jutted up into the air. Beside her, Glynda had gotten onto her knees as well, her amazing rack now at eye level with the men as she crooked her finger at them, beckoning them to come closer. They did happily, their hands filled with single lien chips. One of them stuffed several bills into Glynda's stockings, prompting her to smirk and grab him by the shoulders. She pulled him closer as she leaned into him, letting him motorboat her tits for several seconds and shuddering at the sensation.
Another placed several on Summer's garterbelt as she twerked her rear in their faces. The bills fell to the floor, but they'd get swept up before the next set even started. However, that didn't make her any less appreciative. She looked down between her legs up at one particularly attractive customer and shot him a smokey smile. She balanced her upper body on her head and reached back with her hands, bringing them down on her ass a few times. He quickly got the picture and brought both hands up to bring them down her cheeks with a hearty slap. Summer moaned and her head rocketed up in a mix of pleasure and pain, her face a twisted visage of pleasure with her eyes screwed shut and her lips pursed together.
Glynda saw the patron lay his hands on Summer and noticed security looking antsy at that. She subtly signaled to them that it was fine. The two of them were close to breaking some boundaries, but, she decided, fuck it. This was the only night they were in this backwater town near Mystral as part of their assignment and she was feeling like breaking some boundaries with her student in a very twisted way.
The second song came to an end, and as the third and final song started picking up, she pulled Summer back to her feet, knelt behind her, and pulled down that black thong to everybody's delight. She gave a long and longing lick to one cheek before Summer sauntered a few steps away. Glynda shifted onto her butt, her feet towards audience in front of the stage, as Summer got on all fours to pull away Glynda's own set of panties, presenting her sodden holes to the crowd. She twirled them around on one finger before letting it fly into the crowd, one lucky man catching it and examining the still damp spot in the crotch.
The blonde looked at her in mock surprised outrage before leaning forward and pulling Summer on top of her for another kiss, her legs wrapping around the svelte woman's waist both to ensure that she couldn't escape her this time and to burn the image of two sets of dripping, needy holes, one stacked right on top of each other with tufts of reddish-brown and blonde hair mixing together.
The men whooped and hollered at the sight, lien flying onto the stage in appreciation. However, it only got louder as they rolled around on the stage. They'd positioned themselves so that they were in the middle with one side of the stage getting a great look at their nethers and center stage having the pleasure of seeing two amazing sets of breasts squashed against each other.
"Man, hold my beer. I'm going to the other side to get a better look," they heard one of the patrons say. Summer leaned back at that, a wild look burning in her eyes as an idea came to her. She pulled away from Glynda, but as the teacher moved to stand, the student stopped her with a hand to her heaving chest.
Glynda paused and then smiled a sexy knowing smile and got comfortable on the stage floor. Summer moved sensually as she turned around and squatted down, sitting her dripping slit right onto Glynda's face daintily, almost bouncing that puffy pussy up and down. Glynda, for all her patience, just wrapped her arms around Summer's waist and pulled that perfect ass down square onto her face, eating her out with a fervent passion. Summer moaned loud enough to actually be heard over the music by all before she too decided she'd had enough teasing and leaning down to eat out her professor's muff.
The crowd roared at the live sex act, throwing larger bills to encourage them to keep going. Neither noticed, now lost in their own world of thumping in their ears and their pussies on the other's lips and tongue. Nevertheless, given how'd they'd been working themselves up over the past ten or so minutes, it was almost ridiculously easy for both to cum, a flood of juices spilling into their mouths and onto the stage itself as the song came to a dramatic end.
Twenty minutes later found most of the crowd lounging at the tables away from the stage, having spent most of their singles on the two starlets of the night. The club had significantly wound down after that, especially once security had forced the two back stage and gotten the stage cleaned up. Another stripper was already dancing on stage. To her avail, she was finding that when compared to the other two, the men didn't feel nearly as generous in tipping.
However, one table in the back corner was finding themselves the focus of attention for a couple of lovely ladies, the two men in suits being deemed attractive enough to be given the title of 'seat'.
"So," Summer whispered huskily in one man's ear, leaning back into the man's chest as Glynda copied her, both still naked as the day they were born. The two men groaned as those flawless asses ground into their stiff cocks, the ladies grinning as they realized how big they were. "Who wants a lap dance? Better yet, who wants to take us home after our shift is over?"