Python(30)

“Stand up,” Austin whispers, and my body obeys. I stand up and turn on my heels to face him; with a smile, he throws the belt onto the floor and then, placing both his hands on my shoulders, pushes me back. I sit down on the chair as the music kicks into high gear, and Austin places both his hands on my knees and forces me to spread my legs. Standing up, he lifts his right leg and places his shoe right between my legs. I move as if I’m in trance, reaching for his shoe and untying it. I take it off, and then he switches legs and places his left foot between my legs. I do the same, untying his shoe and taking it off, and it seems that with every piece of clothing that comes out of Austin’s body the crowd goes crazier and crazier.

Taking the lead, I reach for his waist, allowing my fingers to slide down to his crotch, and I flatten the palm of my hand against his hard on. His thick shaft is already pushing against the fabric of his pants and against my fingers, and so I do the next logical thing: I pull his zipper down. The moment I do it, his hard cock pushes even more fiercely against his boxer briefs and I have to take a deep breath to stop myself from pulling both his pants and underwear down to his ankles. We’re on stage, right? So let’s put on a show for all these women.

I take my fingers back to his waistline, and slide them around it until they’re resting over his ass. Hooking my fingers on his pants and boxer briefs, I start to pull them down, baring his ass to all the horny women in the audience. They whistle and shout, going completely berserk as I reveal more inches of his body. Then, moving quickly, I push it all down to his ankles, his cock springing free right in front of my face.

Austin steps out of his clothing and then, picking up his boxers from the floor, throws them into the audience. I can only see shadows and silhouettes, but judging from the anxious sound from the women in the crowd, I know that some lucky girl has managed to snag Austin’s underwear. Swear to God, women can be raunchier than men.

Facing the crowd, Austin walks to the edge of the stage again and pushes his ruined shirt down his arms. The crowd gasps as he opens his arms and throws his head back, revealing his naked body in all its glory. Some of the women get up from their seats and walk up so that they can take a better look at Austin’s gigantic cock. From the corner of my eye, I see some of the security guys getting up from their discrete corners to position themselves between these women and Austin, but he just waves the men away. This is a women’s club, and Austin wants them to be as wild as they want to be. And that’s exactly what they do; they go to the edge of the stage, reaching for Austin and cry out in delight as they manage to brush their fingers against the naked skin on his legs.

Turning around, Austin walks back to me, his hard cock making me lick my lips in an unconscious motion. I need him inside my mouth again… And then I need him somewhere else too.

“What do you want me to do?” I ask, looking up at him as a knot in my throat starts to form. He smiles, deviousness painted on his lips.

“Whatever you want, babe. This is how we do things around here. You can do whatever the fuck you want, and you can go as fucking wild as you need to.”

“I can go fucking wild,” I tell him, a ball of anticipation forming in my stomach. Oh, I can be very, very wild.

“Then what are you waiting for?” he whispers, and I reach for him, placing both my hands on his ass and pulling him in. His cock bounces right in front of me and I just go for it; I take one hand to it and curl my fingers around its thickness, my skin prickling as I feel that sweet warmness of his spreading to my body.

I start moving my hand back and forth, biting on my lower lip as the whole room seems to go mad. Women are whistling and shouting things at the stage, but I can’t make out what they’re saying. I just feel the electricity hanging in the air, as if every single atom at Python was attuned to both Austin and I. Right now, we’re the center of the Universe.

Whatever you want, he told me, and I wonder how far I can go. What if I want to suck him right here on stage? What if I want to fuck him? Is that too far, or does 'whatever you want' include all these things? Well, there’s only one way to find out.

Licking my lips again, I lock eyes with Austin and start leaning into him. I stop just one inch away from the tip of his cock, and he grins at me with that what are you waiting for? look on his face. Fuck, I’m nervous right now. I’ve made porn movies and worked as a stripper… But now, sitting on this stage with Austin, I feel like the world is at my feet, and I’m nervous. There’s something special about Python, no doubt about it, and I’m starting to feel it. It’s in the atmosphere of the place, it’s in the dancers and in the way every single women in here seems to be having the time of their lives… Yeah, this is more than a bar or a strip club. This is way better than that. I just wonder how much better.