It was my time to go on stage, and it was my last night to do so. The music was changing from the wild heavy metal beat that the last dancer had danced to. I've chosen something smooth and sexy fitting my mood and what I was wearing.
Strolling gracefully and slowly out on to the stage and with the music announcing my entrance, every man in the room stands appalling my presence. I'm wearing a long sheer black lace high waisted dress and match toe shoes, my dark hair up in a bun in the style of like a ballerina. Yes, a ballerina from head to toe except that what I was wearing was sheer enough to show the audience that I was naked. As I start to dance my breasts pushed against the lace of the dress, making my nipples stand out even more. Lifting my left leg high and wide, causing the dress to ride up and expose my shaved pussy and it's pink interior. Some who were sitting close caught sight of my clit, and there was a low gentle murmur of approval. I found this pleasing. So with each move and turn my dancing, I was seducing the audience even more. They were now begging for more, and I started to remove the sheer black lace dress.
Moving the top of the dress down over one should and exposing a plump pink nippled breast to my audience as I went up on pointe again, twirling like a whirling top. This cause the dress to rise my body exposing my nudity and much more.
Some in the audience were on their feet with mouths open stroking their cock through trousers of a costly business suit. While a few others had them out and jerking hard.
I even saw one or two with a woman sucking their cock as they watch me dance. Their eyes were full of lusts locked on me as they fucked the faces of the cock-sucker. Oh, I loved this!
Inhaling deeply of the expensive perfume and cigar, feeling the sexual tension that was there, let it feed my desires. The moment that opened myself to it, my pussy became wet and thick with need. Doing a little control leap and turned to see one of the women being fucked from behind by the man whose cock she had been sucking with his eyes still on me. At that moment, I knew he wasn't fucking her; he was fucking me. Making a dance move that causes my hips to sway from side to side in a deep scoop, I noticed that others were doing the same, they were fucking and watching me. I am the focus of their desire, and I see no reason why I shouldn't fuck them all. With that thought in mind offering myself wearing only my black toe shoes and face that said, fuck me, fuck me, if you can. Inviting them with my body, come and take my offer.
In a swirl of nudity and now a cloud of my freed dark hair, I started to stroke my body. I was offering myself to my audience sitting on the stage I spread my legs and thighs for the viewing pleasure. I started fingering my pussy and fucking myself as my audience came in an ass, pussy, or mouth.
The multiple sounds of orgasms littered with curse and moans filling the air, and soon there was only heavy breathing and soft murmuring as the music drifted toward its end. I stood up and looked at the audience as I slowly licked my fingers clean of my musty sweetness. Those that could moan and the rest just stared; yes, their eyes were still on me.
Smiling, I picked up my dress and walked off stage as the last notes of Romantica by Marion Meadow drifted in the air.