TAILS OF THE PUSSYCAT LOUNGE

by R. Richard

  I tell him that I can win, if we work it right. I tell him that I have it all figured out exactly how I can win. I need him to set things up and also to do a little sleight of hand on the admission tickets.

  The Pussycat Lounge owner is desperate and he buys into my scheme.

  He gets the owner of the club where Heat Wave dances a little drunk and then gets him to agree to my scheme. The two owners then set up a contest.

  The day of the contest, The Pussycat Lounge hosts a sort of private party. There are a lot of guys who have paid the stiff admission fee from the club where Heat Wave dances. There are also a lot of regular Pussycat Lounge guys who have also paid the same stiff admission fee. The place is packed.

  In the ladies dressing room, two of The Pussycat Lounge ladies are with me. Heat Wave also has two ladies from her club and we are set up at opposite ends of the room.

  The Stage Manager signals me to get warmed up, as I'm to dance first.

  Desiree asks me, “Nocturne, are you really sure what you plan is really going to work?”

  I tell Desiree, “If they were to make a movie of the contest, a good title would be 'Ambush At The Pussycat Lounge!'”

  Desiree and I talk a little about my strategy and she agrees that it should work.

  My first contest dance will be a strip. Heat Wave agreed to the schedule, as stripping is what she thinks is her weak point. She wants to get the weak point out of the way and then build to a winning climax. Fat chance that Nocturne will let her get away with that!

  The Stage Manger signals me and I dance out onto the stage. I'm wearing my nice, rich lady suit plus hat and gloves. By now, most of the strip bar guys in the area have heard of the lady suit I wear when I play the little pampered Princess. The lady suit looks classy and out of place on a strip bar stage, which is just the way I want it. The hat and the gloves are a new addition and even more over the top.

  I start with the usual demure little Princess routine. I dance a bit and then flash the coat open to show the guys that I have only a French bra on under the coat. Even though the audience by now knows Nocturne’s act, the titty flash still nails the audience and I'm at work.

  As usual, I work through the first song with no more than an occasional flash of my tits to the customers, once again selling the customers on the idea that it's not a stripper they're watching on stage, but a for real young, virgin Princess!

  At the start of the second song, I shed the jacket and keep covering my French bra supported tits with my gloved hands like an embarrassed virgin Princess.

  During the second song, I gradually become more confident and spend more time with my nipples exposed, making like it's the first time I ever showed my nipple in public. Since I have my hands free, I'm able to flash my skirt from time to time to reveal my pussy or my flesh coloured panties, which is it? (The little bit of tease always grabs the audience's attention again, even the ones who have seen it before.) Just at the end of the second song, I lift my skirt high in front can-can style. I'm wearing tiny lace panties, with matching garter belt and lace top nylons! I then remove my skirt and begin the third song.

  The virgin Princess is now embarrassed. She has revealed her self to be the kind of girl who wears a sexy French bra under her so very proper lady suit. Plus she also wears a pair of sexy lace, thong panties. This is a little Princess who has something to hide and now she's all excited and showing it to the boys.

  The customers are now thinking, “OK boys, now she flashes the panties. That’s what she always does.”

  Nocturne doesn’t always do anything. Other girls always do things, but Nocturne finds new ways to show herself off. That's why Nocturne earns the big tips and, not so incidentally is going to win the dance contest!

  Nocturne first looks down the front of her own panties. She's shocked at what she sees and what the customers will soon see, but what's she to do since she's on stage at a strip bar?

  Well, what Nocturne will do is take off her silly little hat and hold it over her pussy. Then, with her pussy area covered, Nocturne drops the panties and kicks them off. Nocturne now has her pussy covered by the hat and she's still proper. Well, not all that proper, since her nipples are exposed by the French bra. However, if she just shakes her tits enough, the boys will forget all about her nearly exposed pussy.

  Now, the customers know that I'm Nocturne the stripper. However, most of the guys get a message from their cock. The message is, “Dummy, strippers don't wear proper go to church gloves when they strip. This is something new and unusual.”

  Is this a dumb message? Yes, this is a dumb message. Does the message get through? Hell yes the message gets through!

  As the virgin lad suit Princess gets bolder, or maybe it's more desperate, through the third song, she flashes her pussy from behind the hat. She shows just a flash of her pussy then covers it quickly again with her hat. Now you see it, now you don’t.

  I act out a scared little amateur becoming more confident as the third song continues. The little amateur dances and flashes her pussy. Then she fakes flashing her pussy and sticks her tongue out at the nasty boys who just want to see what they shouldn't see.

  Unfortunately, the scared little amateur becomes distracted by her little girl act of defiance and drops the hat just as the third song ends!

  Well, no problem, she'll just turn so that her back is to the audience and then she'll just bend from the waist and pick up the hat. While the scared little amateur is bent over and giving the audience a full view of her treasure, someone from off stage grabs the hat and it's gone. The amateur, still bent over tries to grab the hat back, but only succeeds in opening her pussy a bit for the viewing pleasure of the audience

  The amateur is now nude on the stage in front of all the men in the audience. She tries to cover both tits and her pussy with only two hands. Maybe if she just moves fast enough, she can get it done. Oh well, even with fast dancing, she can’t get it done.

  Well, if the amateur can’t cover herself; she'll just have to show the boys everything, but only this one time mind you. I mean, a proper girl doesn't dance nude on stage and jiggle her tits like this and spread her legs and open her pussy like this!

  The dance gets wilder and raunchier as the fast tempo fourth song builds to a climax. I use the projection thing that Miss. Hollywood showed me when she came to The Pussycat Lounge to research a movie role. The audience eats up the shy but proud message I'm projecting. The shy little amateur sister has the crowd in the palm of her little glove!

  Then, the owner of The Pussycat Lounge betrays the poor little amateur girl on stage. He'll draw a ticket from the admission tickets the guys from Heat Wave’s club deposited in a drum. Just by chance (if they believe just by chance, the guys are deluding themselves here) the winner is a guy well known to the roving dancers around town as a guy who gets off quick. A guy who gets off quick is a key item in Nocturne’s scheme here. A girl has only so much energy. If she spends the energy fucking, there's not a lot left for dancing. Nocturne is in a dancing contest here. Nocturne is going to win by fair means, by foul means or any other way she can!

  The poor little amateur girl is shocked beyond belief! The audience can see the terrified question in her shocked expression and wide eyes. She projects, “You mean I have to take a cock this big in my tight young pussy?” The poor little amateur girl holds up her quivering hands to show just how big the cock is and then points to where it will go. She shakes her head no, in disbelief.

  However, a deal is a deal and the poor little amateur girl trudges grimly off to sell her virgin pussy for the very first time!

  The poor little amateur girl act is way too simple and something that a person thinking calmly would instantly see through. What has that got to do with anything? The horny guys in the audience just about tear the place down applauding as I walk off the stage.

  I hurry down the corridor to the back room I am using. I work on my pussy with my fingers as I go to get me wet inside. I don't have a second to l
ose here.

  I get to the room first, but one of the Pussycat Lounge bouncers ushers the winning guy in just behind me.

  It's basically a case of rape. Nocturne rapes the customer for a damn change!

  I get the customer out of his heavy clothes and into a condom in record time! I then show him that my firm young breasts will jiggle a little even with the fancy French bra I wear. I lead the guy over to the bed, kick off my stiletto heels and roll onto the bed. I more or less drag the guy on the bed with me.

  The guy is a little excited from his winning a free fuck from the famous Nocturne. His cock gets fully erect from the little titty show and then his hard cock is all the way in my already wet pussy.

  I don't let winner boy rest. I get my nylon clad legs around him and help him fuck me. He gets deep and wants slow. I want fast and I get it! He's so damn excited by my burning need that he can't help himself.

  He gets going as fast as an 18-year-old boy having his first fuck. He also lasts about as long as an 18-year-old boy having his first fuck. As he pumps his cum into the condom, I make the kind of noises a man likes to hear when he has just come in a little girl.

  As soon as can feel him finish pumping his cum, I more or less throw him off me.

  I get up, put my shoes back on and walk over to a chair, sit down and strip my nylons. I make sure the guy gets a quick view of my red pussy as I strip my nylons. I put my shoes back on again and get up. I tell the man that he gets my nylons for a souvenir. I tell him that I'll write a message on the nylons for a real stud like him. I write “Too BIG a stud for tight young Nocturne!”

  I then prance over to give the guy his trophy.

  To my shock and delight, he gives me a tip! I had hoped for, but didn't really expect, a tip from one of Heat Waves guys. Heat Wave gonna lose the contest! Nocturne gonna win the contest!

  Winning a contest is good, but the bottom line is more important. Nocturne is on tonight!

  I quickly walk back to the ladies dressing room.

  Desiree helps me clean up.

  My other Pussycat Lounge girl was in the video monitor room as I went past. After a while, she joins us.

  After I finished my strip and left for the back room, Heat Wave did her cheerleader strip. Not too bad an idea, but a cheerleader doesn't wear a garter belt and fancy lace top nylons. The Pussycat Lounge guys like to see bare pussy. However, they like it framed, not plain.

  Heat Wave tries to sell the idea that she's a 16-year-old cheerleader. However, she can't act at all. The costume is supposed to do the acting. Good luck!

  Heat Wave basically dumps her laundry and then tries to make up for it with a hot, sexy dance. It's an OK dance and maybe even inspired, but it's just another stripper doing what a stripper does. Heat Wave may be a better dancer than me, but she doesn't do the little things that sell the customers on the idea that they're seeing something special. Since most of the guys aren't into the finer points of dancing, much of the really talented stuff that Heat Wave does is wasted.

  Heat Wave gets applause. However nothing like the applause that Nocturne got earlier.

  The first round of the contest goes easily to Nocturne!

  The owner then draws a ticket for a free fuck from the admission tickets from The Pussycat Lounge guys. The ‘random’ draw is won by a fairly average looking guy who works at one of the local health clubs. The guy is all muscle and I think his mother was a steam drill.

  Steam drill boy and Heat Wave go into one of the back rooms.

  My girl watches as Heat Wave greets steam drill boy with a marked lack of enthusiasm.

  Heat Wave is a dancer, not a whore. OK, Heat Wave has to fuck guys now and then. However, from what the girls around town say, she does it as little as possible and never with a lot of enthusiasm.

  She jiggles a little for her customer. Steam drill boy doesn't come. He does pull his nine out of his drawers and tells Heat Wave to get on the bed.

  Well, no problem, Heat Wave will just get this little boy off and get back to the dance contest. Heat Wave gets on the bed and watches as steam drill boy puts on a condom.

  Steam drill boy mounts her and puts his big, thick cock deep within Heat Wave. Heat Wave probably tries to use her internal muscles on the cock inside her. However, steam drill boy is a lot bigger and a lot stronger than Heat Wave. He works the poor bitch until she's in multiple orgasm and then continues to slam that big thing inside her until he's damn well ready to come. He comes over several strokes and then dismounts.

  The next thing that Heat Wave remembers is when she tells Taffy something like, “And then a whole motorcycle gang raped me. They took several turns each. Find them and arrest them officer!”

  Taffy manages to tell Heat Wave, “Lady, it was just one guy and that guy left muttering something about a lame lay.”

  Taffy then tells psychologically destroyed Heat Wave that she's due up for the first dance of the second round and she needs to get her pussy into gear, the customers are waiting.

  Heat Wave rolls off the bed and staggers down the hall and into the ladies dressing room. She looks something like the survivor of a nuclear bomb attack.

  What Heat Wave needs is rest. She's exhausted by the savage steam drill fuck and she's in no condition to dance.

  What Heat Wave gets is the Stage Manager asking her if she wants to dance or give up on the contest?

  Heat Wave wants to give up, but that's not really an option. She does make a quick trip to the restroom and then she staggers onto the stage.

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  The Dance Contest Continues

  THE SECOND DANCE OF the contest is a straight nude dance. A nude dance is Heat Wave’s main strength. Heat Wave intended to score big in the nude dance. The real professional dancer would show the pretender how it's done.

  However, Heat Wave didn't plan on the one-man gang rape she just went through. Heat Wave is pooped, but she tries to cope.

  Heat Wave is the first to dance for the nude dance competition. She does a slow, graceful type of dance. Her moves are measured and energy saving. She does show a lot of pussy. However, she doesn't show a lot of wiggle. Showing pussy is always good, but without the wiggle, it's like looking at a photograph.

  As my spy tells me that Heat Wave’s last number is finishing up, I'm getting ready. I have had an easy fuck and then I had plenty of time to recover and rest. With my rest, I'm ready to give a high energy performance. I want to contrast my high energy dance with Heat Waves slow, artistic effort. I also have Desiree work in me a little with a dildo so that I'll have a red, just fucked pussy to show the boys. I then get up and stretch to get ready.

  Heat Wave staggers off the stage and back into the ladies dressing room. If looks could kill, I would be very dead.

  I then show Heat Wave my secret weapon and her jaw drops! Heat Wave can now try to recover physically, knowing she's already lost the contest. Even if Heat Wave recovers physically, she's dead mentally!

  I dance onto the stage. I have a high energy song up and I give the boys the wiggle and jiggle they missed with Heat Wave. I show ‘em my red pussy and they like it. However, when the customers see the $20 fuck tip I have tucked in the top of my lace top nylons, the crowd goes berserk!

  The boys in the crowd now see not just the pretty lady who'll wiggle her pussy for them; they also see the working whore who can be theirs for just quite a few dollars more! And damn well worth it.

  I have already won the second round once the customers see the tip tucked in my nylon. However, I could still snatch defeat from the jaws of victory if I'm careless. I keep the energy level up. I move, I kick and I project raw sex! I damn well take care of the dancing.

  The boys are into my act and they let me know it vocally. The cat calls are nasty but inspired. However, Nocturne hears this same kind of material night by night. As usual, with my wealth of previously learned responses, I give them back even better than I'm getting. The crowd loves it!

  The first song ends and the second s
ong starts. The second song is also high energy, but with a different beat from the first song. I use the contrast in the song beat to change the rhythm of my dance. The slight change is good, it energizes me, and I don't feel at all tired.

  I get through the second song in good form. I know what the boys like and I'm making all the right moves. I show the audience tits, I show 'em jiggle, I show 'em pussy, both the outside and the inside. The feedback from the crowd noise tells me that the crowd also thinks I'm making all the right moves.

  The second song ends and I have only the third song to get through to win the second round. Again, the rhythm of the third song changes and I'm doing more different moves during my dance. Once again, the slight change is good and I'm energized all over again.

  As I work into the third song, I'm not thinking artistic here, I'm thinking raunchy. My moves are basically all simulated sex and the intensity level goes way up! The crowd gets even more into it than before and I didn't think that was possible.