Carla, Paula and Me - Friends for Life, By Marianne (c)2008
written by:
Marianne

To my readers:

I apologize for the long delay in getting this installment of Patty's adventures out. It picks up from the end of the last story Paula's Turn to Loose It - Part 2. If you haven't read that yet, you want to read it first. Even if you have read it, you may want to re-read the last few paragraphs before starting this story.

This will be the last Patty story. In the future I'll be concentrating on Gloria and Ellen's adventures and some other stories. I hope you've enjoyed reading about Patty and her friends as much as I've enjoyed writing them.

As always, I love to hear from readers. Constructive advise and criticism is always welcome. Feel free to talk dirty to me. I love it. And, don't forget to vote.

Thank you, Marianne

BTW, in response to numerous requests, I'll be uploading a photo to my profile in a few days.

Marianne

Carla, Paula and Me - Friends for Life, By Marianne (c) 2008

I butted into Carla's conversation with Joe.

"Joe, when does that examination table have to be returned," I asked

"They're picking it up tomorrow afternoon. Why do you ask?" He responded smiling.

"I was hoping you'd let us in the party room so we could play on it privately." I said.

"I don't see why not as long as you're not too hard on it and break it or something, I'll get the key from security." he said and went to the front desk.

Joe returned with the key and we went down to the party room. He unlocked the door, turned on the lights and handed me the key saying, "Just make sure everything is off and the door is locked when you leave. Drop the key at the front desk."

He started to leave so I grabbed the sleeve of his robe. "Wait. We need you to show us how to operate the table."

The table was still in the same place at the front of the room as when Paula gave her stellar performance. We walked over and Joe switched it on and showed us how all the controls worked. He again turned to leave and I again grabbed his sleeve.

"Won't you stay and watch us play?" Paula grabbed a chair and dragged it over for him.

Smiling, Carla said, "We'd really like you to stay Joe, you know, to chaperone."

"Why not?" He responded. "You three definitely need a chaperone."

Joe repositioned the chair to a better vantage point and sat down.

Paula said, "Who goes first?"

Playfully, Carla and I both said, "Me first!" "No, me first!" Then I said, "Let Joe decide."

"Not me, I'm not deciding anything. You can do scissors, paper, rocks, or something."

Paula counted; "One, two, threeeeee!"

"I won, I won, paper covers rocks so I won!" I sang and danced around, throwing my robe at Paula before hoping into the table.

Joe and Paula were laughing hard while Carla frowned and complained, "Lucky bitch." and threw her robe at Paula as well.

Paula placed our robes, along with her own, on a chair.

"Carla," I said, "come here and look at me."

Carla came up to me and looked down at my pussy. I said, "Up here." pointing at my face. She lifted her chin and looked me in the eye.

"Is that how we act when we don't get our way? Or, do we suck it up and get on with it?" I said.

Carla laughed and said, "We suck it up, and baby, you are going to find out just how hard we suck it up."

Carla kissed me long and sloppy. I peaked over Carla's shoulder to see Joe sitting quietly on his chair desperately trying to hide his erection.

She laid me down on the table with my legs dangling. She and Paula took up positions on either side of me. They kissed and caressed my body from my pussy to my neck. Carla took one of my little tits into her mouth and Paula took the other. They tongued and bit my nipples until they were as hard as they could be. When someone stroked the outside of my pussy, and I couldn't tell who, I closed my eyes and surrendered myself to them completely. Before long, another pair of hands, masculine hands joined them in caressing my body. He kissed me. It was apparently Joe, but it could have been anybody for all I cared. I was so hot now, the slightest attention to my pussy would send me through the roof.

I felt one set of hands and lips disappeared briefly and then reappeared under my knees. They were helping my legs up to place my feet in the stirrups. Once my feet were in place, Two hands spread my knees apart, exposing my aching pussy. I longed for a tongue, or a finger or a dick to take up residence there, but all it got were fingers and thumbs, many fingers and thumbs, caressing and tickling my pussy lips and an occasional brush of my clit.

I was about to yell for someone to fuck me when I felt a warm moist tongue penetrate my pussy hole. Then lips pressed tight to my pussy. I recognized Carla's mouth. She took my butt in her hands penetrated deep with her tongue while someone else massaged my clit. The volcano inside finally erupted and I let out a loud moan.

Before I was fully recovered, Paula replaced Carla between my legs. I opened my eyes enough to see Carla give Joe a sloppy kiss and send him to my other side.

I closed my eyes again and enjoyed all the sensations Paula generated at my pussy, as well as those of Carla and Joe caressing my breasts with their hands and tongues. Paula inserted two of her slender fingers into my anxious pussy and then a third. She fucked me with her fingers, tapping my clit with her thumb on each in stroke.

I just started feeling another orgasm build when she withdrew her hand. I said, "Paula, no, don't stop please!" but soon I felt a new tongue and lips, and the stubble of a beard, on my pussy. Paula had traded places with Joe. While he invaded me with a skilled and practiced tongue he gently massaged and spread my pussy with his fingers. A feminine touch, I'm not sure whose, vigorously massaged my clit and I went through the roof. My pelvis began to convulse against Joe's face and deep inside me I felt the familiar vibration of an impending orgasm. When it erupted I bit my lower lip hard to in a vain attempt to stifle the involuntary noises emanating from my gut.

It was obvious the trio had achieved its goal. I was reduced to a whimpering animal in my ecstasy. I removed my feet from the stirrups and brought my knees to my chest and held them to my breast. Carla and Paula gently caressed and kissed my face while Joe did the same to by butt and pussy. I purred.

I enjoyed a glorious moment for what seemed to be a long time. I turned to Carla with an involuntary smile on my face and said, "Okay bitch, your turn." She whispered in my ear, "Let me have Joe, just Joe by himself." She then whispered the same thing in Paula's ear. Paula and I looked at each other and smiled.

I, of course, knew where this was leading and smiled widely. I was happy for her. She'd picked the right guy and the right moment in the right place. Paula and I were going to get a chance to watch.

I started to unfold my long legs. Joe moved and stood next to Carla. I hopped off the table and stood with Paula.

"Joe," Carla said, "It's time we had our high level talk."

He just looked at her with desire in his eyes as she spoke.

"I told you I thought you should take a management role. Well, I've made a decision if you're amenable to it. I want you to run the whole thing, to take complete charge. I want you to be my first, right here, right now. " She said.

Before he could accept or decline, Carla put her arms around his neck and kissed him. They kissed a long time while they caressed each other's back and butt with their hands.

"I'd be honored to be your first." he whispered. His eyes expressed the affection he felt for Carla. It was a genuine affection coupled with equally genuine lust.

Paula and I seated ourselves on a table where we could have a good view of the proceedings to come. We remained as quite as we could so as to not disturb their moment, their first time together.

Taking Carla at her word, Joe took charge. He led her to the end of the table. He stood her there and then slowly caressed her entire body top to bottom, bottom to top, as if he were examining a holy statue with his hands. In a soft voice, almost a whisper, he told her how beautiful and perfect she was and how lucky he was to be with her. Next, he kissed and licked her, again from top to bottom and bottom to top.

Carla stood stock still with her eyes gently closed. Only the heaving of her breast as her breathing got heavier and faster gave away that she was anything but a beautiful ebony statue.

Joe had Carla sit on the end of the table while he kissed and nibbled here ears. He gently kissed her cheeks before embracing her and drawing her into a long, passionate kiss. He reached down and Carla spread her legs to accommodate his hand and he caressed her now dripping wet pussy. While caressing her with one hand he pulled out the step at the bottom of the table with the other and kneeled, like a worshipper at the statue of a goddess. Carla laid back on the table and spread her legs a little more to allow Joe to begin tasting her pussy. He licked her and kissed slowly, reverently and then gave her hard clit a little nibble. Carla groaned with approval and her tummy seemed to convulse with joy.

Joe inserted a finger into Carla and slowly worked it in and out, twisting his hand as he went. With his other hand he massaged her clit. Carla's breathing gotten shallow and fast. Her pelvis moved to the rhythm of Joe's insertions. Softly, Joe said, "Whenever you're ready baby, just put your feet in the stirrups."

Joe had barely finished the "ups" in "stirrups when Carla lifted both feet and planted them in the hard metal stirrups. She threw her knees apart to provide maximum access to her swollen and hungry pussy.

With one foot, Joe slid the step back into the table. He stepped in, his cock in hand, and lined it up with the little entrance to Carla's mysterious cave.

Carla's breathing was frantic. Her back arched as Joe rubbed the head of his hard cock on her slit, soaking its tip with her juices. Her hands gripped the handholds on the side of the table. Joe centered his cock and gave a little thrust and Carla gave a little moan. He gave a harder thrust, driving his big head through her small opening. In a muffled tone Carla said, "Oh shit." A small trickle of blood ran from her pussy to the table. Joe drove in a couple of more inches and Carla groaned again. She said "damn" when she then thrust her pussy into Joe's cock, sinking it up to his balls. A second little trickle of blood oozed from her pussy.

"Fuck me Joe," Carla said. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Carla gripped the handholds tight as Joe slowly withdrew and then rammed his cock balls deep again. He repeated the pattern, over and over, faster and faster. Carla's pelvis started to work in unison, perfectly anticipating Joe's movements. Finally Carla gave a mighty thrust, raising her butt right off the table, and let out a loud groan. Her whole body tensed and then convulsed as she climaxed. Sweat dripped from her forehead, and her body glistened under the bright lights of the party room with the light coat of sweat she'd secreted.

As Carla relaxed, Joe continued his pounding with renewed vigor. After just a few strokes, he slammed her hard, driving his cock in as far as it would go. He fell forward supporting himself on his hands while he shot load after load of his hot cum into Carla's pussy. Her smile revealed the soothing relief his cum provided to her well-worn pussy. Joe finally fell forward on top of Carla, resting his head between her ample breasts.

As Carla and Joe lay there on the table, breathing heavily after their workout, Paula and I couldn't help but embrace and kiss. We'd just been privileged enjoy our friend's first time. A wave of happiness for Carla spread throughout our bodies. We embraced and kissed again.

I felt wetness between my legs. Sure enough, I had cum during Carla's ordeal. I checked Paula's pussy with my fingers, She too had shot her wad. When she felt mine, we both laughed at our dripping pussies.

After a few minutes enjoying their afterglow, Joe stood up and removed his now limp dick from Carla's pussy. He stepped around and planted a long tender kiss on Carla and stroked her cheek.

Carla removed her feet from the stirrups and dangled her legs over the end of the table. She looked over at us and held out her hand beckoning us to her side. Paula and I went to her and each kissed her and told her how fantastic she was. She thanked us for being there and giving her the strength to go through with it. Paula and I each took a turn licking cum from Carla's dripping pussy and then cleaned her up with a towel while she and Joe tenderly caressed each other's faces.

When Carla was all cleaned up, she got down from the table and we all put on our bathrobes for the elevator trip home. Paula remarked at how little Carla bled when her cherry was popped, and how it didn't seem to hurt her much. Carla said if she'd known it was going to be that easy she would have had her cherry popped years ago. By the time we'd reached the twenty-seventh floor, Carla and Joe had decided to take a trip to the roof. Paula and I were bushed so we unlocked the door and I gave Carla the key and sent them on by themselves.

When we got in, we took a shower together and hit the sack. Neither of us was in a mood for more sex, so we just kissed and went to sleep. At about three-ten, I woke up as Carla came in. She took a shower and joined us in bed. She said she'd fucked Joe a second time on the rooftop and as they were leaving they met a couple that Joe knew. She said she really liked them and sucked the guy off while his wife sucked Joe. We all then went to sleep.

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I woke up about ten o'clock. I put on my bathrobe and got started on breakfast. Aunt Joe came out about ten-thirty. She said "Patty dear, I've hired a choreographer to design a routine for you and the girls. We've already gotten the costumes and she'd like to start working with you this afternoon. Do you think that would be alright?"

"You bet!" I told her excitedly. "I can't wait to get started."

"She'll be here about two this afternoon, have the girls ready. I've arranged to use the party room for your rehearsal, just pick up the key from the desk," Aunt Joe said.

At two o'clock there was a call from the front desk saying the choreographer was here and to meet her at the desk. We all went down wearing our bathrobes. We didn't bother with clothes because we would be changing into our costumes anyway.

At the desk we met Jill, the choreographer. She was a foxy little blond about five feet tall, short straight blond hair, a perfect figure and adorable little face. Just by looking at her you could see she was a bundle of energy. Although she was almost thirty she looked barely twenty. She was carrying a large canvas bag that contained our costumes. She said she specialized in burlesque routines and was really looking forward to working with us. She seemed really nice.

We went to the party room and got started right away. First she taught us a warm up exercise routine and then had us each do the spits. She was elated to see that we were all capable of kissing the floor with our bare pussies. She was equally elated to see none of us was particularly shy about getting naked for her.

Next, she gave us each our costumes that we put on and we did a first walk through of the routine she'd designed. It was a routine that ended with us each doing the splits, naked except for white canvas slip on tennis shoes, the kind Marsha Brady wears, and white ankle socks. After several more times walking through the routine she had us start doing it to music, clapping the rhythm and giving directions.

After about two hours had passed, we were exhausted. Jill had us do some cool down exercises and we were ready to go home. We each took our costumes, donned our robes and walked Jill to the front door. She kissed us each on the cheek and told us how great we were going to be.

We went to the apartment and Carla said she had to get home to be there when her dad arrived. We all got dressed. Paula and I walked her to her building, then she asked us to come up and meet her dad. Carla explained, "I didn't tell you before Paula, but my dad is a plastic surgeon and specializes in facial reconstruction. He mostly does accident victims and volunteers with Doctors without Boarders a couple of months a year. He's doing more and more cosmetic work now, and I'd like to have him take a look at you, since you're planning surgery anyway, and he can give you some advise. I've already talked to him about it and he said he'd be glad to help."

"Wow!" Paula exclaimed. "Why didn't you mention this sooner? Hell yea I'd like to talk to him."

"I'm sorry," Carla said. "I just didn't want you to think I was just trying to drum up business for my dad. But he's really one of the best and busiest in Chicago. I think he'd do a good job for you Paula."

They went to Carla's apartment but her dad wasn't home yet. A message on the answering machine said he'd be home a few minutes late. Carla set about getting dinner started and asked us to stay. Paula called and cleared it with her mom and we helped Carla with dinner.

At about ten-to-six her dad came in. "Hello baby," he said to Carla. These must be your new friends. You've finally decided to introduce me to them, is that right?"

"Yep, and they're staying for diner. This is Patty and this is Paula. Girls, this is my dad, Doctor Okelo." She said.

We shook hands with the doctor and he addressed Paula. "Paula," he said, "Carla tells me you've been contemplating some cosmetic surgery. I'd be happy to visit with you about it after supper if you'd like."

"That would be great Doctor Okelo. I have so many questions." Paula responded.

We ate a simple dinner and then Carla and I did the dishes and went to her room so Paula and Doctor Okelo could talk about the plastic surgery she wanted. They talked about two hours and then Paula came in.

"All done? How did it go." I asked Paula.

"Great!" she responded. "I've got an appointment for tomorrow morning to develop a treatment plan. I'm so excited I could just die. He said he could do the work on his part 'pro-bono' but I'd still have to cover the hospital, drugs and all and all those other costs."

"Pro bono?" I asked.

"Yes, all I have to do is hand out his card when people ask about the procedure and answer their questions honestly. He also wants to use the before and after photos in his catalog. It'll save me thousands of dollars that I can use for school this fall." She said.

It was just after nine o'clock when we went home. Paula went to check on her brother and then came up to my apartment about an hour later.

"My mom was home when I got there," Paula said. "She found out about how I raffled my virginity."

"Oh my God!" I said, "Was she angry? Are you grounded?"

"She was sad, but really cool about it. She just said that she'd have moved heaven and earth to get me the surgery if she'd known it was that important to me. I reminded her that most of the money would be used for college and she started to cry. Then she told me it was time for her to come clean with me. She told me she hadn't really been waitressing three nights a week. She said she'd been dancing at your aunt and uncle's club to earn money for a college fund for my brother and me. We cried together, I don't even know why. Then she admitted that she really enjoyed dancing and stripping. I told her about our routine and how we planned to go to New Orleans, and she laughed and said, 'not without a chaperone your not.' I told her I was sure someone trustworthy would go with us. I've never felt closer to my mom. It was great." Paula said.

"I'm so proud of you and her I could cry." I told her. "I just wish my parents could be that cool." I held her and we embraced for a long time.

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For the next week we worked with Jill every afternoon to perfect our routine. We tried to keep up our running and exercise as well. We also swam each night at the adult swim but spent more time swimming laps then socializing in the hot tub. We had promo photos taken by a professional photographer. These were used in New Orleans to promote our show.

We did manage one night between dancing and swimming to screw Roger, Mitchell and Henry. It was fun trading the boys around, sort of like wearing each other's clothes or jewelry. Roger still couldn't find anyone to butt fuck him, so we put that on hold for a while.

Finally, on Wednesday at breakfast Uncle Stan told us the arrangements had been made for this weekend. We'd fly down Friday morning, spend the afternoon rehearsing at the club and then do three performances on Friday night and three on Saturday night and we'd take a red eye flight home early Sunday morning. She said Joe and Jill would be going with us. He said we'd be flying out of Milwaukee on Midwest Air and returning the same way. I asked her why Milwaukee and she said because it's an easier airport to negotiate then O'Hare and Midwest was absolutely the best airline. He said they'd rented a suite at a nearby hotel for all five of us.

On Friday Morning we all met in the lobby and went down to the stretch limo that was talking us to Milwaukee. Aunt Jo and Uncle Stan rode along in the limo. In about an hour and a half we arrived at Mitchell Field and I saw that Aunt Jo was right. The airport was smaller and much easier to get around in. The limo dropped us off and all we had was carry on luggage. We said good bye to Aunt Jo and Uncle Stan and went to our gate.

Before long, we were boarded. Jill and Joe sat together behind Paula and Carla while I sat by myself across the aisle from the girls. The airplane was nicer than any I'd ever been on. Even though it was full, it didn't feel crowded. The leather seats were wide and comfortable like a recliner.

I took the window seat and in the seat next to me was a real hunk of a guy. He said his name was "Bobby" and he had the cutest southern accent. We made small talk and I could feel myself getting wet while he talked. I told him about our upcoming debut as strippers and he said he'd try hard to get to one of our performances. When we landed in I introduced him to the others. Later Joe told me that Bobby was one of the richest and most influential men in New Orleans.

We all ordered breakfast when the flight attendant asked. I have to say, it was the best meal I'd ever had on an airplane. It was anything but ordinary fast food. I had the blueberry pancakes with honey butter and real maple syrup. It came with sausage patties, peach yogurt and a fruit cup. Everything was scrumptious. Bobby had the continental breakfast, an amaretto raspberry muffin with orange lace icing, an espresso yogurt and a fruit cup. Bobby said whenever he travels to Chicago he always flies Midwest to Milwaukee and rents a car to drive down to Chicago because the airline is so good, especially the food.

We landed in New Orleans and I introduced Bobby to the rest of the gang. He shook hands with each of them and then said he hoped to see us this weekend for a performance. We smiled and said our good byes and he was off.

The flight crew greeted us as we left the plane. I told the flight attendant how good the food was. She said it was catered by one of Milwaukee's five star restaurants. "It shows." I said. She smiled.

We had all packed light so our luggage was all carry on. We took a taxi to the Sheraton hotel. The club had booked us a beautiful two-bedroom suite. It had a bar, and double spa tubs and everything. It was on one of the upper floors and had a glorious view of New Orleans from its floor to ceiling windows. I thought we were really being given the royal treatment.

Sleeping arrangements were a little awkward though. There were only two bedrooms, one with a king and one with a queen. Joe offered to sleep on a couch. I told him, "No way. You sleep in there with Paula and Carla and I'll sleep in here with Jill, if that's all right with everyone."

Jill smiled and said, "It works for me. It'll be like having a college roommate again."

Paula and Carla embraced Joe, one on each side and gave him a kiss. Carla said. "You get the middle, no arguments." He smiled and kissed the both.

"That's me," he said, "Always the middleman."

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We went to the club for our rehearsal and then had dinner at a nearby gumbo restaurant. We went back to the club, showered and got ready for our show. Several dancers performed before us but we couldn't watch. All of the girls were just terrific about giving us encouragement on our first time. They were full of tips and the few that had seen our rehearsal all gave us great praise. It seemed like everyone wanted us to succeed.

Our routine was a take off on high school cheerleaders. We actually wore three costumes. The first was a typical one-piece red and white cheerleader outfit with those "granny" pants. Under that was a white bikini bra and tight red short shorts. Under that was a white g-string and red pasties. We also carried red and white pom-poms.

The whole routine was about fifteen minutes. When the music started we came out and did a bunch of standard cheerleading dance routines with some tumbling mixed in, like you'd see at any high school half time performance. After about five minutes of that we formed a circle and each of us slowly unzipped the zipper of the dress on the girl in front of us and then took turns pulling the "granny" pants down and the skirts over each others heads.

The crowd went wild, men and women. This spurred us on even more. The audience went completely crazy when we kissed each other.

We picked up our pom-poms and our routine became decidedly more sexual. More hip grinding and pelvic thrusts drove the crowd into an absolute frenzy. When we finally started to remove our bras, we teased them without mercy, only to reveal the red pasties. Our hips moved back and forth wildly while we stripped off each other's short shorts standing in a circle as we had with the dresses revealing only our white g-strings.

We continued to dance and cheer with our pom-poms while dressed only in our pasties and g-strings. The leg kicks and pelvic thrusts became even wilder, as did the crowd. We could barely hear the music over the screaming for more.

Finally, I ripped Carla's pasties off with my teeth. Carla did the same for Paula and Paula did the same for me. We all displayed our nipples, now show definite signs of arousal, to the crowd by stepping out onto the runway that jutted into the audience. Security had it's hand full keeping overzealous audience members for grabbing us or jumping on stage.

At the end of the runway, I laid down with my legs in the air while Carla pulled off my g-string. I did several scissors kicks, exposing my pussy. Paula and Carla each grabbed an ankle and spun me left and then right to expose me to the entire crowd. Paula and Carla then each took a turn doing the same.

We ran back to the main stage and picked up our pom-poms. We danced and teased the audience for several minutes then stepped to the back of the stage. In perfect unison we took three running steps, did a cartwheel landing in the splits facing the audience with our pussies kissing the floor and waving our pom-poms over our heads.

As the stage lights went down the crowd went wild. Several security officers escorted us off stage. One of the maids had robes for us as we exited. The crowd applauded wildly and finally we had to make a curtain call. Just as we had practiced, we walked back on stage in our robes. We opened them wide and bowed. There were shouts of encore, so on the second curtain call we left our robes and again did our cartwheels ending in the splits. When we exited the stage the second time, we were taken directly to our dressing room.

Joe and Jill were at the dressing room door and we all went in together. Two guards stayed at the door. We all gave congratulatory kisses and hugs all around. Bill came in carrying several bottles of champagne, non-alcoholic for us girls, and congratulated and complimented us. We each kissed him and thanked him for the opportunity.

Our costumes were gathered up and delivered to us and we quickly dressed and made up for our next performance. That performance went as well as the first and the crowd was equally enthusiastic. One guy managed to get onto the runway and security quickly removed him, and they weren't too gentle about it. No one else even tried after that.

The third performance also went well. We each performed well and the crowd was terrific. On our second curtain call we did the splits and then gathered in a circle and kissed each other and then blew kisses to the audience. The crowd went insane.

After the third show, we dressed quickly and Joe rushed us to a waiting limousine. We went back to the hotel and up to our room. Joe and Jill each had a drink while we girls all had soft drinks. We were all really pumped up even though we should have been exhausted.

Jill said to me, "Wouldn't you like something a little stronger. It's okay, we're in a private suite."

I smiled and told her, "No thanks, I want to have my wits about me when I ravage your body tonight."

She blushed and smiled.

I went in to our bathroom and started to draw a hot bath in the huge tub. The hotel had provided complimentary oils, which I used generously. I took off my clothes and went out to the group. I walked up to Jill and asked her if she'd bathe with me. She smiled as I stripped her and the others watched. When she was naked, I led her to the bathtub.

Jill has a beautiful little body, perfectly proportioned and flawless skin. Her perky little boobs have gorgeous small nipples that harden up at the drop of a hat. I couldn't wait to get my mouth on them.

In the tub, I turned on the jets and we both just sat back looking at each other for a long time, enjoying the sensation provided by the water jets. After a while, I turned the jets off and we took turns scrubbing each other then we got out and rinsed off in the adjoining shower. We dried each other with glorious soft Turkish towels and slipped between the silk sheets of our bed.

We kissed passionately amid the sound of Paula, Carla and Joe making love in their room. Their passion seemed to spur us on. We took turns kissing and tonguing each other's tits while caressing each other's bodies.

She was the first to reach down and caress my pussy. I laid back and let her finger me and rub my clit. Her experienced hand gave her away as at least a part time lesbian. Before long, her moist tongue was ravaging my clit and tasting my moist pussy. When she tickled my clit rapidly with her tongue and found my g-spot with her finger I moaned and then clamped down on her finger with my pussy. That was followed by a long and satisfying orgasm that tingled down to my fingers and toes. When I'd relaxed she eagerly lapped up my juices.

We rested a minute. I pulled Jill on top of me and had her straddle her pussy above face while she stabilized herself by holding the headboard. With my fingers and thumbs I worked her pussy, getting it good and juicy before tasting it. When I finally tasted it, she was sweet and musty at the same time. It was wonderful. I worked her clit with my thumbs and invaded her sweet pussy with my tongue and fingers. I found her g-spot and mercilessly worked it with my finger, licking her juices as they spilled from her pussy. Finally, she let out a stifled cry and clamped down hard on my fingers. Her pussy spasms preceded a flow of her cum which I lapped up greedily. She collapsed next to me and I held her close while she enjoyed her afterglow.

We kissed and cuddled each other for a while my curiosity got the best of me. "Are you a full time lesbian, or do you swing both ways like me and the other girls."

"Mostly I like women," she said. "But sometimes I just can't help myself and some guy will come along and I just gotta have his dick in me," she continued. "How about you."

"I like both about equally, but a lot depends on my mood and how attracted I am to the other person. I felt very attracted to you Jill. I knew from the get go that I wanted to be with you and you didn't disappoint me in the least. You are a fabulous woman." I told her.

She blushed and smiled. She kissed me gently. "Thank you, you've been very good for me," she said.

We held each other close and fell asleep.

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Joe was up first in the early afternoon. He ordered a terrific breakfast buffet from room service. I got up and wandered out naked into the living room. I hadn't realized that Bobby from the airplane was there. I heard Joe say, "Look, she's not a prostitute and I'm not a pimp. If you want her, you'll need to treat her like a lady and court her like a man. If you insult her by offering her money or anything else to make her feel like a slut, I'll kill you."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply that.... I just wanted you to help me, you know, get to know her, maybe ease the way for me a bit." he replied.

Before they had a chance to see me I turned around and went back into my room and got a robe. Jill was just waking up and I warned her we had a visitor and handed her a robe. We went out together and headed to the buffet. Paula and Carla soon joined us. We ate fruit, scrambled eggs and toast and yogurt to our hearts content. I asked Bobby to join us, and he had some coffee and a muffin.

Joe seemed a bit more relaxed and joined us at the buffet. He and Bobby had apparently worked things out. They were talking sports and laughing together now.

I told Joe I wanted to go swimming and the other girls all thought that was a great idea. He said he'd go with us, but he hadn't brought a suit. Bobby told him he could get one at the gift shop downstairs, I suggested to Bobby he could join us as well. Joe and Bobby both agreed.

While we girls got our suits on, the guys went downstairs to buy their suits. The guys came back and quickly changed. We all took the elevators down and went to the pool together.

The pool area was nearly deserted when we got there. We took off our robes and instantly all four women dove in. The men took their time, easing themselves in by climbing down the ladder. We laughed and told them they were wimpy. We swam and played for about an hour. We had a ball when the men would have us put our feet in their hands and toss us in the air. Even Jill joined in and we all played like kids together. Bobby seemed to be equally enthralled by all of us girls. Paula and Carla both liked him as well. Jill seemed drawn more toward Joe.

After about an hour, the pool started to crowd up. Joe suggested we go back to the room. We all went back and stood around nibbling on the buffet for few minutes. I announce I was going to take a shower. I took Paula in one hand and Bobby in the other and said to them, "You too,"

Carla said she thought that was a great idea. She took Joe and Jill to her room.

Paula and I stripped off our bikinis and then pulled Bobby's suit off of him. I led him into the shower while Paula got towels and then she joined us. We had fun scrubbing and playing with each other. It was especially fun watching Bobby's dick grow into a huge erection.

We finished our shower and dried each other off. Paula grabbed Bobby by his monstrous dick and led him to the bed. I followed close behind rubbing his ass.

It was a little crowded on the queen-sized bed, but we knew we could manage. We put Bobby in the center, his head on two pillows. We took turns kissing him while we fondled his chest. We nibbled his nips and caressed his hard abs. We reached down and took turns stroking his erect cock while fondling his enormous nuts. Bobby fondled our breasts and then our pussies in unison. When he shoved his fingers in our pussies we both let out a little sigh. While he fucked us with his fingers, we took turns licking and sucking the end of his cock.

His cock was too big for either of us to suck properly, so I decided to mount him. I slowly lowered myself, taking as much of that enormous cock as I dared. Paula, in the meantime, mounted his face, backwards, facing me. He started to lick and suck Paula as I stroked his cock with my pussy. As I got used to his monstrous size, I took more and more until finally I took the whole thing. As I fucked him harder he increased his oral assault on Paula, incorporating both hands. Paula and I both leaned forward and kissed passionately while we both fucked and got fucked by Bobby. I increased my pace again as I felt an orgasm build. Harder and harder I fucked him and took that big cock as deep as it would go. Paula started to moan, spurring me on. I reached out with one hand and caressed Paula's breasts. I reached down with the other and gave Bobby's balls a little squeeze.

Paula was the first to cry out. "Oh fuck, don't stop!" she said and Bobby redoubled his efforts on her. I felt mine coming and stifled a scream by biting my lower lip, turning it in to loud humming moan. Suddenly, Bobby drove his cock into me by raising his hips and moaned into Paula's pussy. Paula gave a loud groan and leaned into me. I grabbed her neck and held her tight while my pussy quivered around Bobby's cock. I shot my load and my entire body quivered. Bobby thrust even deeper and his hot cum blasted forth into my pussy, filling me with warmth and relief.

I rolled off Bobby and laid next to him, his arm for a pillow. Paula did the same. She kissed him passionately and said, "thank you." to him. I followed her lead and did the same.

I perceived a tear from one of his eyes when he said, "No, I thank you for the most exhilarating experience of my life."

We snuggled for several minutes, basking in the afterglow of our lust making. Paula then popped up and suggested we take another shower together. That sounded good so we all got up and took another shower together. We took turns playing with and sucking Bobby's cock to see if we could bring it back to erection. Sure enough, each time I put it in my mouth it was a little bigger. Finally, when it was fully erect, I turned off the shower. Paula and I knelt down in front of him.

"Let's play a game." I said "Let's see who can get sprayed in the face by Bobby. We'll each take turns until he gets one of us."

We went back and forth like that, each taking as much of Bobby's big honker as we could, for several minutes. Bobby helped by holding his dick and stroking it as we sucked. Finally, he pulled it from my mouth and shot his load straight at Paula's face and then re-pointed it and shot two more spurts at mine.

Paula and I looked at each other, Bobby's cum dripping down our faces, and laughed, then we took turns licking his cum of each other's face. Finally, we turned the shower back on and washed up.

Bobby got dressed while we put on our robes. We all walked out together. Joe, Jill and Carla came out laughing. Joe had a girl on each side. All were wearing robes.

"We had a great time." I told them. "How about you guys?"

Joe said, "Marvelous, just marvelous." He kissed both Carla and Jill, then he put them together so they could kiss each other and everyone was all smiles.

"Well, I've got to go but I hope to see you tonight at the last show," said Bobby.

Joe told him, "Come to the stage door a few minutes before eleven and I'll see that you get in," as he shook hands with Bobby.

Each of us four of us women planted a big kiss on him, then stepped back and formed a line. As he opened the door to leave, we opened our robes to flash him. He laughed hysterically as he left.

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That night the first two shows went flawlessly. Our confidence level was way up, but our nerves still kept us on our toes. Our timing was even better and the applause was great. We felt energized.

At about quarter to eleven, security knocked on the door and the guard asked for Joe. Joe left and returned with Bobby and a stunning thirty-something woman. She was blond, two inches taller then me, with beautiful big green eyes, enormous tits, and a fabulous curvy butt. Her heals gave her legs and butt that well muscled look men love so much. She was wearing a tight sleeveless beige dress with a deep v-neck that showed all of her cleavage. Bobby introduced her as his wife, Gloria.

Apparently she read panic in our faces. As she extended her hand to me, she said, "Relax, Bobby has told me all about this afternoon. We have an open marriage and enjoy hearing about each other's exploits. When he told me about all of you, I just had to come and meet you."

The relief must have shown on my face. "Hi, I'm Patty," I said. I took her hand and we gave each other a peck on the cheek. She did the same with each of the other women in the room.

We got our two-minute warning, and scrambled to finish getting ready. We did our last show and it again went flawlessly until someone grabbed Carla's ankle, causing her to fall, as she was going down the runway. Bobby happened to be standing near by and grabbed the SOB and proceeded to beat the hell out of him until security could get to them and take the offender away, probably saving his life. Everyone gave Bobby a round of applause, including us. Carla was unhurt so we backed up and then finished our performance.

After our last performance and curtain calls we were ushered to our dressing room as usual. Bill and some of his staff were there with champagne and flowers again. We toasted our accomplishments and then Bill said, "The other dancers have planned a little party for you," and opened our door.

The dancers, their boyfriends, bartenders, waitresses, everyone all came in to wish us well and ask us to come back again. Hugs and kisses were given all around. We felt terrific.

Then Bill got on a footstool and demanded everyone's attention. "There can be no doubt, that these ladies have elevated the art of stripping one more notch. They've also demonstrated that customers are willing to pay. Scalped tickets for their performances went for as much as two hundred dollars tonight. So, from now on, we're going to hire the best choreographers we can find and elevate the art even further. The bad news is, everyone will work a bit harder. The good news is, everyone will make more money."

He had Jill join him on the stool. "This is the lady that made it all happen. She's agreed to work with us and design new routines for both here and Chicago, that will draw more crowds like we've seen these last two nights. So, let's hear it for Jill."

Everyone applauded wildly, including us. It was great to see her succeed so dramatically. She'd earned it with her creativity and hard work.

Jill was obviously pleased, but is a bit too shy for public speaking. She just bowed, blew a few kisses and stepped down.

Joe had gathered up our clothes and other belongings into two garbage bags. Then he said, we've got to go. Just wear your robes and I'll have them sent back here tomorrow. He ushered us out to the limousine and back to the hotel. When we got to the hotel, the front was crawling with photographers and reporters. They started snapping pictures as soon as we started getting out. Joe had to have hotel security help to keep them back so we could get out. They started shouting questions and asking us to pose. Finally, one of them asked us to open our robes and we flashed them for a half-minute, then Joe ushered us up to our room.

As we got off the elevator, we saw Bobby and Gloria at our door. Joe said he'd invited them up so they could say good bye. Joe unlocked the door and invited them in. We sat and talked for a few minutes. Bobby, Gloria, Joe and Jill each had a drink. Us "youngsters" had soft drinks. Paula sort of paired up with Joe while Carla and Bobby seemed to be hitting it off pretty well.

I announced that I needed a shower and asked Jill to come along and then said, "You too," to Gloria. She looked at me and smiled. She got up and the three of us went to the shower.

We had a great time playing in the shower together. We took turns being scrubbed and pampered while the other two did the scrubbing and pampering. When we finished we dried off the same way.

We continued that way in bed. First Jill and I made love to Gloria. We both kissed her and caressed her. I took her ample boobs, kissing and sucking each of them while Jill skillfully went down on her. Jill and I traded places several times and then, when Jill was down under, Gloria started to squirm. I bit her nip and then her other nip. Jill worked her pussy with both hands and her mouth. Finally, Gloria convulsed and groaned, throwing her pelvis high in the air and holding it for several seconds. She shuttered and then lowered her butt back on to the bed.

While Gloria rested, Jill and I caressed and kissed her. She later said she'd never felt so pampered in her life.

Suddenly, Gloria came to life again. She opened her eyes and asked, "Who's next?"

Jill said, "Patty!" and Gloria grabbed me and flipped me over into her position before I had a chance to say a thing. They kissed and caressed me and I felt wonderfully helpless under their assault. They pinned my arms under their legs and stroked my body while kissing and sucking my tits. Gloria went down on me first. Kissing and licking my pussy while she tickled my clit. She worked first one, then two and finally three fingers into me and twisted her hand until she found my g-spot.

Jill straddled my stomach and rubbed her pussy up and down, keeping my wrists pinned beneath her knees. She fondled my tits with the greatest skill, occasionally bending down to briefly suck or bite a nipple.

Matters were completely out of my control when Gloria found my clit with her mouth again. She sucked hard and then bit gently sending nearly blowing the top of my head off. I bucked wildly and almost through Jill into the wall behind my head. "Oh shit," I hollered. "Don't stop." Gloria bit me again and I came with a vengeance. I shook and my pelvis convulsed as pleasure irradiated by body. Jill grabbed my head with both hands and kissed me, shoving her tongue deep between my lips while Gloria grabbed my hips and did the same with my pussy. I surrendered. I surrendered to my lovers completely and to the pleasure they had evoked.

Jill rolled off of me and Gloria worked her way up to my head on the other side. They took turns kissing me while they both stroked my body with their hands. In soft tones, Jill said I was beautiful when I came. Gloria said I tasted like a wonderful rich dessert. I just relaxed and enjoyed the afterglow and the women who'd brought me to this point.

After several minutes, I rolled on top of Jill and kissed her. I told her, "Move to the center lady, were going to do you like you've never been done before." She smiled.

"Now you stay still lady, don't make us tie you up, " I said.

"Promises, promises," was her response.

"Okay, you asked for it." I told her. I jumped off the bed and gathered up the ties from our robes. Gloria and I tied Jill's hands together, then tied them to the headboard. We each took an ankle and tied her spread-eagle to the footboard. She squirmed and writhed as if trying to escape her fate. She was having the time of her life.

Gloria and I followed the routine of caressing her body and kissing her, slowly heating her up. I was the first to go down on her. Caressing her pussy with my fingers and then kissing and tonguing it, tasting her sweet juices. Whenever I flicked her clit with my tongue I got a little moan of pleasure from her. I inserted two fingers and she squirmed and then fucked against them. I crooked my fingers and rotated my hand, working it in and out, until I found her g-spot. When she quivered and clamped down on my hand I knew I'd found the spot and assaulted it mercilessly.

I heard her say, "Gloria, give me your pussy, I want to eat your pussy."

Gloria mounted Jill's face and she vigorously attacked her pussy with her mouth and tongue. I increased my assault on Jill's pussy and gently nibbled her clit. She gave out a yell and clamped down on my fingers. I vigorously licked and nibbled harder. Her body tensed and she raised her butt up off the bed, simultaneously she bit Gloria's pussy, sending her into an orgasmic frenzy. Gloria shuttered and cried out unintelligibly. Both women tensed and relaxed simultaneously, as if controlled by the same switch.

When everything had settled down, Gloria rolled off Jill and gave her a long and sensuous kiss. I made my way back up to the head of the bed. Gloria and I snuggled Jill together, oblivious of anything else.

A cough woke us from our trance. We looked over to see Carla, Paula, Joe and Bobby all standing naked in our doorway. They said they'd been watching since we first tied Jill up. Joe started to applaud and the others joined in.

Leaving Jill tied to the bed, Gloria and I stood up and took a bow. Then Jill spoke up, "Joe, I need you. I need you to fuck me now. No foreplay, just fuck me." Joe walked over and kissed her. Without a word or any delay, he shoved his erection into her pussy. They ground away at each other, first slow and easy and then fast and furious. Jill bit her lower lip and slammed her pelvis into Joe's, his balls slapping her audibly. She held that position while she tensed and released. Joe shot her full and then collapsed on top of her. Joe rolled off to her right and she hollered for Bobby.

"Bobby, come stick me with that big weapon of yours." she said. Bobby obliged, but first he had to get it up. Gloria did the honors by fondling and then dropping to her knees and sucking her husband. When he'd reached a full erection, he climbed between Jill's legs and slowly inserted his cock in her now well used pussy. She moaned as she stretched to accommodate his big cock. She stretched both in width and in depth. With long slow strokes, Bobby fucked Jill.

"Harder Bobby, fuck me harder." Jill cried.

Bobby pulled back slowly and then slammed her with all his might, driving the big head of his dick as far in her as it would reach. Jill let out a cry, "Yesssss!" with a smile. Again and again, he slowly he withdrew and then slammed her until finally she clamped down, straining against her restraints. A few more quick strokes and Bobby shot his hot load into her. Like Joe before him, he collapsed on top of her and then rolled off to the left.

After a few minutes, Joe spoke up. "We have to be at the airport in two hours. We'll need to get moving."

Joe picked up the phone and ordered a limousine to come in one hour. We untied Jill and everyone scrambled to get cleaned up and packed. We got to the lobby just as the limo pulled up. We said our good byes to Gloria and Bobby and headed to the airport. Since we were ticketed and only had carry-on luggage, we went straight to our gate. Our plane had just started to board when we got there. Once on board, we all collapsed into our seats. This time Carla wanted to sit alone hoping to meet a hunk like Bobby, so I sat with Jill while Joe and Paula sat together in front of us. Carla ended up next to a twelve-year-old girl. She was most disappointed.

Twenty minutes into the flight we were all asleep. We slept until the flight attendant woke us to fasten our belts and raise our seat backs for landing. "Damn," I thought. "I missed a great breakfast."

At Mitchell Field in Milwaukee, Aunt Jo and Uncle Stan greeted us. "We already know how your performances went. Bill called and filled us in. He said you made all the entertainment news, both locally and nationally. Jill, you did and outstanding job with these girls. I just know we're going to have a great future together. Girls, we would like to book you for a couple of more gigs and maybe get another routine choreographed by Jill." Aunt Jo said.

"The girls are the ones that did the outstanding job. They worked hard and it really paid off. I think we make a great team," she responded. "If all the girls work as hard as these three, we'll make history."

When we entered the city Aunt Jo asked Jill where she wanted to be dropped off. Joe piped up and asked Jill if she wanted to crash at his place. Jill smiled and accepted so we went right to our building. We all took the same elevator, dropping Joe and Jill of on his floor.

We were completely bushed when we got home. Paula, Carla and I went straight to bed as did Aunt Jo and Uncle Stan. We snuggled briefly and all fell asleep, but before falling asleep I remember thinking, "Life is good. Really good."

Epilog

Patty's life really took off when she moved to Chicago, and never really stopped. A few days after they got back from New Orleans, she met with Walt at his office, he offered her a part time job and a full scholarship to the University of Chicago. She accepted. She went on to complete an undergraduate degree and then a law degree from Northwestern. After passing the bar exam, she joined the firm. She's distinguished herself as a formidable litigator and talented manager. Years later Walt told her he'd recognized in her as a natural leader with an ability to bring the best out of the people around her and that's why he wanted her in his law firm.

She and the girls continued to perform occasionally in New Orleans and toured Europe one summer until they all turned twenty-one. After that they traveled extensively in the US performing at the best clubs and private parties. Jill remained their choreographer and occasionally joined them on stage. They made tons of money and had many sexual adventures.

The girls all lived together in a three-bedroom apartment above Jo and Stan's club while in college. They slept together in the master and used one bedroom for a gym and the other for a "playroom". Joe purchased the examination table from Paula's performance and presented it to them as a housewarming gift. It served them well in the playroom. Later, it served them well in practicing for medical school.

Carla and Paula also attended U of C and both completed a pre-med curriculum. They attended the same medical school. Carla specialized in gynecology and then surgery. Paula specialized in plastic surgery. Both girls excelled in their chosen fields. Paula ended up joining Dr. Okelo in his practice. When he retired she bought the practice from him. She's now one of the most respected and sought after plastic surgeons in the country.

Paula, Carla and Patty all donate time to various philanthropic causes. They travel world wide applying their skills for people who can't afford them. They also do considerable pro-bono work in their regular practices. When they travel, they love to sample the local men and women.

Marianne