Chapter 3: Centre Stage
Lynn arrives at the shop the following morning and is eagerly greeted by Bernard, he want to find out if her and Rick enjoyed the films he'd suggested they watch together. Lynn blushes slightly and says "yes we did, they were very interesting, thank you". Bernard smiles and says "I'm glad you liked them, I hope they gave you some ideas". Lynn looks at him and says "well, Rick and I have been talking and we think we'd like to talk to you about them, if that's okay with you". Bernard's eyes widen slightly in surprise but he quickly regains his composure and says "of course, I'd be happy to talk to you both about it. Why don't you bring Rick here tomorrow evening, you can maybe put on a show for us in the stage area, assuming you'll be trying it out today for our customers?". Lynn thought for a while, she'd not mentioned performing at the shop to Rick, but she was sure he'd love it.
Lynn nodded, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Yes, I thought it might be a good way to... test the waters, so to speak." Bernard grinned, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "I think that's an excellent idea. I'll make sure the stage area is ready for you. And Lynn, I must say, I'm looking forward to seeing you perform." Lynn felt a shiver run down her spine at the way he said "perform," the word dripping with innuendo. She swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. "We'll see how it goes, but I'm not wearing my own clothes in there, I thought I might use one of the store outfits, I was thinking of perhaps the French maid outfit, should go well with my black seamed nylons, what do you think?" she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I think the customers would love it, you should I try it on now?"
Bernard suggested his voice laced with a newfound confidence. Bernard smiled, his eyes never leaving hers. "I'd like that very much. Why don't you go to the changing room and I'll bring the outfit to you?" Lynn bit her lip, her heart pounding in her chest. "Okay," she whispered, turning and walking towards the changing room, her hips swaying slightly.
Bernard watched her go, his cock already hard at the thought of seeing her in the French maid outfit. He check for her size then grabbed the outfit from the rack and followed her to the changing room, knocking softly on the door. "Come in," Lynn called, her voice muffled by the door.
Bernard pushed it open, the dim light from the hallway casting long shadows inside the small, enclosed space. The air was thick with the scent of her perfume, something sweet and floral that made his cock twitch painfully against his zipper. The changing room was barely big enough to dress in, but it was enough to make his mouth water.
Lynn stood in front of the mirror, her back to him, her long brunette hair cascading down her back. She was already stripped down to her stockings, garter belt and heels and a tiny black thong. The seamed nylons she wore were already making his fingers itch to touch her.
"Turn around," Bernard said, his voice low and rough.
Lynn took a deep breath and did as he asked, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel his eyes on her, taking in every inch of her exposed flesh. She felt vulnerable, yet empowered, standing before him in nothing but her stockings, garter belt, and heels. Bernard could not take his eyes off her pert breasts and her rock hard nipples.
Bernard held out the French maid outfit, a wicked grin on his face. "Here, let me help you with that," he said, his voice laced with innuendo. Lynn took the outfit from him, their fingers brushing, sending a jolt of electricity through her. She slipped the tiny black dress over her head, the fabric cool against her skin.
The dress was cut low, the neckline plunging to reveal the swell of her breasts, the hem barely covering her ass. The white apron tied around her waist was sheer, doing little to hide her body from view. She turned back to the mirror, her eyes widening as she took in her reflection. She looked like a naughty fantasy, the kind of woman men dreamed of fucking.
Bernard's breath hitched behind her, his eyes dark with desire. "Fuck, Lynn, you look... edible," he growled, his voice thick with lust. She could see the outline of his cock pressing against his pants, and she felt a surge of power.
She turned to face him, her hips swaying slightly as she walked towards him. "Bernard," she said, her voice low and sultry, "I think it’s time you showed me the stage area and I'd better get some toys if the customers will be paying for a show".
Bernard's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly regained his composure, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "I think that's an excellent idea, Lynn. Let's go choose some toys for you to play with." He led her to the back of the store, where the walls were lined with shelves filled with an array of adult toys. Lynn's eyes widened as she took in the selection, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Wow, you've got quite the collection here," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Bernard chuckled, "Only the best for my customers. Now, what do you think you'd like to use for your show?" Lynn bit her lip, her eyes scanning the shelves.
"I want something that's going to make me feel really good, something that's going to make the customers watch and stroke their cocks until they come," she said, her voice laced with a newfound confidence.
Bernard's cock twitched at her words, his eyes darkening with desire. "How about this?" he said, holding up a large, realistic-looking dildo. It was thick, with a veined shaft and a bulbous head, just like a real cock.
Lynn's eyes widened as she took it in, her pussy clenching with anticipation. "Fuck, that's big," she said.
Bernard smirked, "It's not just big, Lynn, it's realistic. It's made to feel like a real cock fucking you." He handed it to her, his fingers brushing against hers. Lynn took it, her hand wrapping around the shaft, feeling the veins and ridges. She could feel her pussy growing wetter at the thought of it inside her.
Bernard watched her, his eyes dark with lust. "Why don't you try it out now, make sure it's to your liking?" he suggested, his voice low.
Lynn looked at him, her heart pounding in her chest. "Here? Now?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "maybe in the stage area when your behind the screen and I'll need a vibrator and a butt plug".
Bernard's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly regained his composure, a wicked grin spreading across his face. Lynn selected a silver vibrator and a silver metal butt plug and took them with her.
Let's go to the stage area now." He led her through a narrow hallway lined with shelves of various adult toys and lingerie, the dim lighting casting eerie shadows on the walls.
The stage area was a small, enclosed space with a glass windows all around, through which men could watch. The windows opened when the customers put credit into the machine and they could watch the performance until the credit expired and the window closed until the client allowed another to use it or inserted more credit. Behind the windows was a small platform with a padded bench and a mirror on the wall, reflecting the action.
"Here it is," Bernard said, gesturing towards the padded bench.
"This is where you'll perform for the customers." Lynn's heart pounded in her chest as she took in the small, intimate space. She could already imagine the men on the other side, their eyes on her, their cocks hard as they watched her.
"Now, before we get started, I want to show you something," Bernard said, his voice low and thick with lust. He reached down and showed her a conceal drawer beneath the bench, put your toys in here so the customers don't see them before you use them, they'll go wild when they know your going to use toys as part of your act"..
Lynn nodded, her heart pounding in her chest as she placed the dildo, vibrator, and butt plug inside the drawer along with a tube of lube. Bernard then gestured below each window on the wall. "And this, Lynn, is for your pleasure. It's a two-way mirror. You can see out, but they can't see in. It's there to help you get into the right mindset, to help you enjoy yourself." Lynn's eyes widened as she realized what that meant. She could watch the men wanking off over her, and they would have no idea she could see them. Bernard could see the excitement building in Lynn's eyes, and it made his cock throb painfully against his zipper.
Bernard then said "so how this works, you do one performance a week, it lasts an hour and the customers pay for there windows to be open for twenty minutes, they can either stand asside and let another customer take there place or ad more credit for another twenty minutes. Some buy credit for the whole show as the previous girls have learned that they earn more buy being a little more explicit in the final twenety minutes. The credit for twenty minutes is twenty pound and the whole session will cost them sixty pounds, as you can see we have ten windows so one full booked show brings in six hundred pounds. You Lynn get half of the take as your doing most of the work. so thats three hundred pounds for an hours work.
Being honest I could fill this place for three shows a week, so assuming you enjoy this and want to do three shows a week, that would add nine hundred pounds onto your base wage plus the five percent on all the sales you generate, I'm not trying to bribe you Lynn but as you can see this is an easy way for you to make a lot of easy money".
Lynn's eyes widened at the thought of the money she could make, but she also felt a thrill at the thought of performing for the men, of being watched, of being desired. She could feel her pussy growing wetter at the thought of it.
"Alright, let's get started then," Lynn said, her voice steady despite the butterflies in her stomach. "I thought you'd say that. but the show is scheduled for 3pm this afternoon and we should have already opened up the shop, being honest, I don't think you'll need to practice, with a body like your, you'll be a natural. Best yo change out of that French maid outfit and meet me out front as I think we are going to be busy today, I'll hold the fort until your changed". As Lynn followed Bernard back toward the changing room she stopped in the vibrator and dildo section and asked Bernard "why is this case locked?" Bernard laughed "oh thats the specialist dildo section" and he reached into his pocket and unlocked the draw, he pulled it open and Lynn gasped as she read what each dildo was. A horse, a dog, a wolf and a walrus in both standard and ejeculating models, an octopus tentacke dildo and even an elephant a unicorn, a snake and a zebra dildo. Lynn was taken aback she had no idea people could want such things. "Bernard laughed "we don't sell many, but I guess thats because they are so expensive, who knows maybe one day you can use one on the stage, might help sales no end.
Now go change and I'll see you out front, I think we're going to be busy today."
Lynn's mind raced as she stepped back into the changing room, her fingers trembling as she unzipped the French maid outfit. The sheer fabric slid down her body, pooling at her feet, leaving her in nothing but her stockings, garter belt, and heels. She could still feel the weight of Bernard’s gaze on her, the way his eyes had darkened with hunger when he watched her undress. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, her nipples hardening.
She reached for her own clothes—a simple black skirt —but hesitated. she was tempted to wear the French Maid outfit all day, but realised it would spoil the show and put her black skirt and white T shirt back on and headed out to the counter with Bernard.
She could see the shop was already busy with customers, most of them men, all of them eyeing her with a mix of curiosity and desire. Bernard was right, the shop was packed.
"See what I mean?" Bernard whispered as she approached the counter. "You're already drawing a crowd."
Lynn felt a flush of heat spread through her body, her nipples hardening against the thin fabric of her T-shirt. She could feel their eyes on her, imagining what she looked like beneath her clothes, wondering if she was as daring as she seemed.
"Lynn, this is Mark," Bernard said, gesturing to a tall, broad-shouldered man standing by the counter.
"He’s one of our regulars. He’s been waiting for you to come back."
Mark turned to face her, his gaze raking over her body with an intensity that made her breath catch. He was handsome in a rugged way, with dark stubble, sharp cheekbones, and a smirk that promised trouble. His eyes flicked down to her breasts, then back up, lingering on her lips.
"You must be Lynn," he said, his voice low and rough. "Bernard’s been talking about you."
Lynn swallowed hard, her pulse quickening. "Yeah, I’m Lynn."
Mark stepped closer, his presence dominating the space between them.
"I've been looking forward to meeting you, Lynn," he said, his voice a low growl. "Bernard told me you're going to be putting on a show for us this afternoon."
Lynn's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps. She could feel the heat radiating off Mark's body, could see the hunger in his eyes. She knew she should be nervous, but all she could feel was a growing sense of anticipation, of desire.
"He did, did he?" Lynn replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. She could play this game, she realized. She could tease, could taunt. She could make them want her, make them beg for her.
She could be the center of their fantasies, the woman who made them lose control. And if she did it right, she could make them pay for the privilege.
Lynn said "I hope you've already secured yout tickets Mark, Bernard said the show is selling out fast?" Mark grinned, his eyes darkening with lust. "Oh, I’ve got more than just a ticket, Lynn. I’ve got a front-row seat, and I’m not leaving until I’ve seen every inch of you." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box, flipping it open to reveal a gold keycard. "This gives me priority access to Box five, centre stage, and I’ve already paid for the full hour and I can't wait". Lynn smiled "well lets hope I put on a good show as I've never done anything like this before".
Mark's eyes gleamed with excitement "Oh I'm sure you will, Bernard told me you're a natural and I can't wait to see you in action, I've already got a semi just thinking about it". Lynn blushed slightly "well I'll do my best to make it worth your while, I'm sure you'll enjoy the show".
The day pasted very quickly, the shop would fill, then get a little quieter and then fill again, Bernard was delighted he'd not had this many customers in years and the cash registar kept ringing as more and more sales were being made. Finally Bernard turned to Lynn, "Its quarter to three, do you want to go and get ready, you'll be on in fifteen minutes and I'll need to get the customers seated and settled, so off you go and good luck, you'll be great".
Lynn nodded and headed back to the changing room, her heart pounding in her chest. She slipped out of her clothes and into the French maid outfit, her hands trembling as she tied the apron around her waist. She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes widening as she took in her reflection.
She could hear the murmur of voices from the other side of the stage area, the customers taking their seats, the anticipation building. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She could do this, she told herself. She wanted to do this.
She wanted to be watched. She wanted to feel the weight of their eyes on her, the heat of their desire pressing against her skin. Lynn took one last deep breath and stepped out of the changing room and into the stage area, her hips swaying slightly with each step. The bright lighting onto the stage showing her every mover, highlighting the curves of her body, the way the sheer apron clung to her hips, the way her stockings hugged her legs. All ten viewing windows opened and she could feel the eyes of the customers on her, their gazes heavy with lust as she made her way to the center stage area.
Bernard was waiting for her, a knowing smirk on his face.
"You look fucking incredible, Lynn," he whispered, his voice rough with desire. "The customers are already losing their minds just looking at you." Lynn felt a rush of heat spread through her body, her breath catching in her throat. She could hear the murmurs of excitement from the other side of the window, the sound of coins dropping into the credit slots, the low groans of anticipation.
"Let’s get you set up," Bernard said, leading her to the stage area. The moment she stepped onto the platform, the air seemed to thicken with tension. The windows were all open now, the men on the other side leaning in, their faces visable to Lynn , their eyes glued to her every move.
Lynn could see them, their faces a mix of hunger and anticipation, their hands already working their cocks through their pants. She could see Mark in Box Five, his eyes locked onto her, his jaw clenched, his hand moving slowly up and down his length.
Bernard handed her the remote control for the music, a wicked grin on his face. "Time to give them a show, Lynn," he said, his voice low. Lynn took the remote, her heart pounding in her chest. She pressed play, and the room filled with the sultry beats of a slow, sensual song. Bernard left the stage area and closed the door behind him.
The bass thrummed through her, vibrating against her skin, her nipples tightening into hard peaks beneath the sheer fabric of her apron. She could feel the men’s eyes on her now, their breaths coming faster as she swayed her hips, letting the music guide her movements. The apron tied at her waist shifted slightly with each step, the sheer fabric clinging to her thighs, teasing them with glimpses of the black lace beneath.
One of the customers—a broad-shouldered man with a thick beard—leaned forward, his fingers already wrapped around his cock, stroking slow and deliberate through his pants. He was watching her like she was his last meal, his jaw tight, his breath ragged. Lynn took her time dancing and lifting her dress to show off the tops of her seamed nylon stockings, she bent over and gave them a perfect view of her sweet ass covered by just a tiny thong.
She could hear the men groaning and the sound of their hands moving faster as they stroked their cocks. She could see the tent in Mark's pants, his eyes dark with lust as he watched her every move.
She turned around and slowly unzipped her dress, her eyes locked with Mark's. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the way his tongue darted out to lick his lips as she revealed more and more of her skin. She let the dress fall to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her stockings, garter belt, thong, and heels.
Her breasts stood heavy and full, her nipples hard and aching. She cupped them, squeezing them, pinching her nipples between her fingers. The men groaned, their eyes locked onto her hands, their cocks throbbing in their hands.
Lynn looked around the room, her eyes meeting each of the men's gazes. She could see the hunger in their eyes, the raw, primal desire. She felt powerful, in control. She was the center of their world, the object of their fantasies.
She turned around, giving them a full view of her ass. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her thong and slowly pulled it down, revealing her bare pussy to them.
She could hear the sharp intake of breath from the men, the sound of their hands moving faster on their cocks. She stepped out of her thong and turned back to face them, her hands going to her hips.
"Like what you see, boys?" she purred, her voice low and sultry. She could see the way their eyes were glued to her pussy, the way their hands were working their cocks with renewed vigor.
She reached down and ran a finger through her slit, gathering her wetness. She held her finger up, coated in her juices, and brought it to her mouth. She sucked it clean, her eyes locked onto theirs.
"Mmm, I taste fucking delicious," she said, her voice thick with lust. She could see the way their eyes widened, the way their hands fisted their cocks, their knuckles turning white with the effort of holding back.
She turned around, giving them a full view of her ass again. She bent over, her hands on the bench, her back arched. She spread her legs, giving them a clear view of her pussy. She could feel the cool air against her wet slit, could feel the weight of their gazes on her.
Lynn slowly danced and played with her tits and fingered her pusy as they watched, she know she needed to tease them for the first twenty minutes before using her butt plug and vibrator for the second twenty minutes and she planned to use the big realistic dildo to fuck herself to climax for the last twenty minutes.
She had a plan and she was going to follow it to the letter.
She turned around and bent over the bench, her ass high in the air, her pussy lips already glistening with arousal. She reached behind her and pulled the butt plug from the drawer, feeling the cool metal against her skin. She coated it in lube and slowly, teasingly, pressed it against her puckered hole.
"Oh, you want this, guys?" she shouted, her voice thick with lust as she pushed it in just a little bit. "You want me to fuck my ass with this, don't you?"
The men groaned loudly, their hands moving faster on their cocks.
Lynn could see the way Mark's eyes were locked onto her ass, the way his hand was working his cock with a feverish intensity. She could see the pre-cum leaking from the tip, his cock throbbing in his hand.
"Fuck, you're so goddamn sexy, Lynn," Mark growled, his voice low and thick with lust. "I can't wait to see you take that big dildo in your pussy."
Lynn smirked, pushing the butt plug in a little further, feeling the stretch around the widest part. "You like that, baby? You like seeing me fuck myself with this?" she asked, her voice breathy.
She could feel the men's eyes burning into her back, could hear their ragged breathing as she slowly pushed the plug deeper, her ass muscles clenching around the metal. She could feel the stretch, the burn, the way her hole was being filled, being claimed. She moaned softly, her head dropping forward, her hair falling forward to obscure her face.
"Fuck, that feels good," she whispered, her voice barely audible. She could feel the men's eyes on her, could feel their anticipation building. She wanted to make them wait, wanted to make them beg for more. She wanted to make them lose control.
She wanted to hear their groans, their desperate pleas, the sounds of their cocks sliding through their hands. She wanted to feel their eyes on her, their desire pressing against her skin. She wanted to be the center of their fantasies, the woman who made them lose their minds.
She pulled the butt plug out, feeling the stretch of her ass as it left her body. She turned around, her ass still glistening with lube, and reached for the vibrator. She turned it on, the low hum filling the room, the sound of it vibrating against her skin sending a shiver down her spine.
"Oh, you like that, boys?" Lynn purred, her voice dripping with sensuality as she turned the vibrator on full power. The low, pulsing hum filled the room, the vibrations making her clit throb with anticipation. She pressed the tip against her swollen lips, feeling the heat radiating from the toy. "You want to see me come on this thing, don't you?"
She could hear the men’s ragged breaths, their fingers digging into their cocks as they watched her. Mark’s jaw was clenched so tightly she could see the veins in his neck bulging. "Fucking hell, Lynn," he hissed, his voice strained.
Lynn smirked, her eyes locked onto Mark's as she slowly slid the vibrator inside her pussy. She could feel the men's eyes on her, their hands working their cocks with feverish intensity. She could hear the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, the wet sounds of their hands moving over their cocks.
She pushed the vibrator deeper, her pussy clenching around the toy, her hips bucking as the vibrations sent waves of pleasure through her. She could feel her orgasm building, the pressure in her core growing with each thrust of the toy.
"Oh, fuck," she moaned, her head falling back, her hair cascading down her back.
She climaxed and her pussy gushed and it splashed through the window onto Mark's face and chest. He groaned loudly and his cock throbbed and he came hard, his hot cum shooting through the window and onto the stage. Lynn could see one of the other men were also coming, his cum splattering against the one way mirror. The room was filled with the sounds of mens groans, their ragged breath and the wet sounds of their hands moving over their cocks.
Lynn pulled the vibrator out of her pussy, her body still trembling with aftershocks. She looked around the room, her eyes meeting each of the men's gazes. she asked "would you like to see this vibrator in my ass boys?" and she turned around and bent over the bench again, her ass high in the air, her pussy still glistening with her juices. She reached down and coated the vibrator with lube, feeling the cool gell against her skin. She pressed it against her puckered hole again, pushing it in slowly, feeling the stretch and burn as it filled her ass.
"Oh fuck, that feels so good," she whispered, her voice breathy. She could hear the men groaning and the sound of their hands moving faster on their cocks. She pulled the vibrator out a little and then pushed it back in, her ass muscles clenching around the it holding it in place whilst it was running at full speed.
She could feel the men’s eyes burning into her back, their groans filling the room as she worked the toy in and out of her asshole. Her fingers were slick with her own arousal, her pussy dripping with desire. She reached down and spread her lips apart, her fingers sliding through her wetness, teasing her clit with slow, deliberate circles.
"Look at you, Lynn," Mark growled from Box Five, his voice thick with lust. "You're so fucking beautiful. I so wanna fuck you."
She smirked, her fingers still moving against her clit, her body trembling with anticipation. She smiled back at him "the best is yet to come baby" she pulled the vibrator from her ass and she reached for the realistic dildo, the one that looked like a thick, veiny cock. She coated it in lube, her fingers sliding over the silicone, making it slick and shiny. She turned to face the men, her ass still high in the air, her pussy dripping with desire. She held the dildo up, letting them get a good look at it. "You like this, boys? You like seeing this big hard cock ready to fuck me?"
The men groaned, their hands moving faster on their cocks, their eyes locked onto the dildo. Lynn could see the hunger in their eyes, the raw, primal desire.
She wanted to feel them watching as she took the dildo, wanted to feel the weight of their eyes on her as she prepared to take it inside herself.
She turned around, her ass still high in the air, her pussy dripping with arousal. She reached down and spread her cheeks apart, giving them a full view of her puckered ass hole and her very wet pussy. She could feel the cool air against her wet slit, the weight of their gazes pressing against her skin.
"Look at me, boys," she purred, her voice dripping with sensuality. "Look at what I'm about to take." She took the dildo in her hand, feeling the weight of it, the way it filled her palm.
She could feel the men’s eyes burning into her, their breaths coming faster as she pressed the tip against her pussy lips. She could feel the wetness of her arousal, the way her juices were dripping down her thighs, coating her skin.
She took a deep breath, her eyes locked onto Mark’s. She could see the way his jaw was clenched, the way his hands were fisting his hard again cock, the way his breath was coming in ragged gasps. She wanted to make him wait. She wanted to make him beg.
She wanted to hear the desperation in his voice. She wanted to see the way his cock twitched in his hand, the way his breath hitched as she teased him with the tip of the dildo.
Lynn pressed the tip against her pussy lips, feeling the cool silicone against her wet heat. She could see the men’s eyes glued to her, their hands working their cocks with feverish intensity. She could hear the wet sounds of their hands sliding over their shafts, the ragged breaths escaping their lips.
She pushed the tip inside, feeling the stretch of her pussy lips around the wide head.
She moaned, her head dropping forward, her hair cascading down her back. She could feel the men's eyes on her, could hear their ragged breaths, their groans of pleasure.
"Fuck, Lynn," Mark growled from Box Five, his voice strained. " Take it, baby. Take that big cock."
Lynn smirked, her eyes locked onto Mark's as she pushed the dildo deeper, her pussy stretching to accommodate the thick shaft. She could feel the way it filled her, the way it pressed against her walls, the way it made her feel so fucking full.
She moaned, her hips bucking as she took it deeper, her pussy clenching around the silicone cock.
"Fuck, yes," she hissed, her voice thick with lust. "I love the way this big cock fills me up."
She could see the men's eyes glued to her, their hands working their cocks with renewed vigor. She could hear the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, the wet sounds of their hands moving over their shafts. She could smell the musk of their arousal, the heavy scent of sex filling the room.
She pushed the dildo deeper, her ass cheeks clenching as she took it all the way to the base.
The silicone cock filled her completely, stretching her tight pussy to its limits. She could feel the men's eyes burning into her, their groans filling the room.
"Fuck, I'm so tight," she moaned, her voice thick with lust. She began to move, rocking her hips back and forth, the dildo sliding in and out of her pussy with a wet, sucking sound that echoed through the room.
"Oh, fuck, that's it," she gasped, her body trembling with each thrust. "You like that, boys? You like watching me fuck myself with this big cock?"
The men groaned louder, their hands moving faster on their cocks, their faces flushed with desire.
Lynn felt the dildo stretching her pussy, filling her completely, her juices dripping down the shaft. She could hear the wet, slapping sounds of her pussy taking the dildo, the suction as it pulled out and plunged back in.
She looked over at Mark again, her eyes dark with lust. "You like watching me, baby?" she asked, her voice husky. "You like seeing me fuck myself with this big cock?"
Mark nodded, his jaw clenched, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Fuck yes, Lynn. I love it. I love watching you take it.
You're so fucking sexy, Lynn. I can't wait to replace that dildo with my cock," Mark growled, his voice thick with desire. Lynn smirked, her eyes locked onto his as she picked up the pace, fucking herself harder and faster with the dildo. She could feel her orgasm building, the pressure in her core growing with each thrust.
"Oh, fuck, I'm close," she moaned, her head dropping forward, her hair cascading down her back. She could hear the wet sounds of their hands moving over their shafts, the ragged breaths escaping their lips. She looked behind her and shouted "Cum with me boys, my pussy is going to explode, cum with me and show me how much you like my sexy body".
She could see the men's eyes were locked onto her, their hands moving like a blur over their cocks. She could see the way Mark's jaw was clenched, the way his hand was fisting his cock, the way his breath was coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Fuck, Lynn, I'm gonna cum," Mark growled, his voice strained. "I'm gonna fucking cum all over you, baby."
Lynn moaned, her body trembling as she felt her orgasm building. She could feel the pressure in her core, the way her pussy was clenching around the dildo, the way her clit was throbbing with each thrust and she shuddered as three climaxes washed over her body and her pussy gushed.
Her juices splashed against the base of the dildo and dripped down her thighs. She could hear the men’s ragged breathing, feel the intensity in the air as they watched her climax.
"Oh, fuck, Lynn," Mark groaned, his voice thick with desperation. "I can’t take it anymore. I’m gonna cum."
Lynn turned to face him, her pussy still slick with her own arousal, the dildo still buried inside her. "Come for me, baby," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "Show me how much you love watching me."
Mark’s eyes were wild with lust as he fisted his cock, his knuckles turning white. Mark shot a huge load and he was follwed by another seven guys who all shot their cum over the one way glass panels below the viewing windows. Lynn could see the thick ropes of cum splashing against the glass, sliding down in long, sticky streams. The room was filled with the sounds of their groans, their ragged breaths, the wet sounds of their hands moving over their cocks. The air was thick with the scent of sex, the musk of their arousal filling her nostrils.
Lynn pulled the dildo out of her pussy, her body still trembling with aftershocks. She turned to face the men, her eyes locked onto Mark's. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the raw, primal desire. She smiled and she watched as the windows all closed.
Her timing had been perfect, she'd teased them for the full hour and kept her best climax for a big show stopper ending, she laid back satisfied and so excited and turned on by what she had just done, it was as she laid back recovering she noticed the three cameras all looking at the stage.
She sat up and looked at them, she could see the red lights blinking, they were recording. She felt a thrill run through her, she loved the idea of being recorded, she loved the idea of being watched, it was a huge turn on for her. She wanted more, she wanted to push her limits, she wanted a copy of those recording to take home and show Rick tonight.
She stood up, her legs still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm, and walked over to the camera setup. She could see the three cameras mounted on the ceiling, their red lights blinking steadily.
"Hey, you," she called out, her voice still thick with lust. "You know what? I think I want you to copy this show for me. I want to show it to my husband, Rick. But before I go, I want to know why your filming me without my consent, I hope you have a good explination." A voice came over the speaker, it was Bernard "yes Lynn you can have the film, but I'm keeping a copy for myself and its only for my enjoyment, I promise, I'm not trying to sell it in the shop".
Lynn smirked "well Bernard, I'm not sure I believe you, but I'll let you keep your copy, but I want mine, and I want you to give me a good show in return, I want to see you use your flashlight toy on yourself, I want to see you fuck it, I want to see you cum all over yourself". Bernard chuckled "you drive a hard bargain Lynn, but I like it, I'll do it, but only if you join me on the stage, I want to look into your eyes and imagine its you I'm fucking, do we have a deal?" Lynn smirked "you're on Bernard, but I want to watch first, I want to see you in action before I join you". Bernard nodded and left the cameras running, he cleared the last of the customers from the shop and locked the door, he picked up a new fleshlight and headed for the stage area.
Bernard walked into the stage area, he was already hard, his cock tenting his pants. He sat on the bench and Lynn looked up to check the cameras were still running then stood back against the wall beside window five as he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants, his cock springing free, Lynn gasped as she saw it, it was thick and veiny, already leaking pre-cum and must have been about nine inches long and two inches thick. Lynn's eyes widened as she took in the sight of him.
His cock was thick, veiny, and already leaking pre-cum, twitching slightly as he stroked it with his fingers. The sheer size of it made her pussy clench involuntarily, her juices already slick between her thighs. She bit her lip, her breath hitching as she watched him.
Bernard smirked, his fingers wrapping around the base of his shaft, giving it a slow, deliberate pump. "Like what you see, Lynn, because I sure like what I'm looking at right now and I thought your show was the best I've ever seen?" he said, his voice rough with lust.
Lynn swallowed hard, her nipples in clear view standing at attention, she'd almost forgotten that she was naked other than her garter belt, seamed stocking and high hels. "Fuck, yeah, now use that flesh light and tell me what it feels like" she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I want to hear every dirty detail."
Bernard smirked, his fingers still wrapped around his thick shaft, giving it another slow, deliberate pump. "You want me to tell you how good it feels, Lynn? You want to hear me describe how tight and wet I imagine your pussy is right now?" he growled, his voice thick with lust.
Lynn's breath hitched as she watched him, her eyes locked onto his cock, her fingers itching to touch it. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I want to hear it all."
Bernard's smirk widened as he reached for the fleshlight, his fingers tracing the smooth, silicone surface.
"You want to hear how good this feels, Lynn? How tight and wet it is when I imagine it’s your pussy gripping me?" His voice was a low, rough growl, sending a shiver down her spine.
Lynn nodded, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she watched him. Her pussy was already dripping, her thighs slick with her own arousal. She could feel the heat radiating off her skin, the way her nipples ached for his touch.
Bernard coated the fleshlight in lube, his fingers slick as he worked the clear gel over the surface.
The silicone glistened under the stage lights, the texture smooth and inviting. He gripped the base of his cock, the thick vein pulsing as he aligned the tip with the opening of the toy.
"Fuck, you’re gonna love this, Lynn," he growled, his voice thick with anticipation. "This thing feels like a goddamn vice when I fuck it right. Tight, wet, and so fucking warm."
He pushed the tip of his cock into the fleshlight, the silicone lips parting around his thick head. Lynn’s breath hitched as she watched him sink deeper, the toy stretching to accommodate his girth. Bernard looked into her eyes "Imagine Rick is sat in box five and your here with me and he's watching as you open your legs for me and he see's my big old hard cock sliding into his wifes hot willing pusy, he'll be wanking as he watches me fuck you and you'll be able to see him stroking his hard cock as he watches me fuck his wife, would you like that Lynn, would you like me to fuck you while your husband watches and wanks off?"
Lynn's breath quickened as she pictured it, her pussy clenching at the thought of Rick watching as Bernard took her. She could already feel the heat pooling between her thighs, her juices slick against her skin. "Fuck yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I want him to watch. I want him to see me take your cock." Bernard smirked, his fingers still wrapped around the base of his shaft, giving it another slow, deliberate pump. "You want me to fuck you while your husband watches, Lynn? You want him to see me stretch that tight pussy of yours?" He growled, his voice thick with lust. "I want to hear you beg for it, Lynn.
I want to hear you tell me how much you want my cock inside you while your husband watches."
Lynn's breath hitched as she imagined Rick sitting in that box, his cock hard in his hand, his eyes locked on her as Bernard fucked her. The thought alone made her pussy clench, her juices dripping down her thighs. She bit her lip, her fingers trembling as she reached down to touch herself, her fingers sliding through her slick folds.
"Fuck, yes," she moaned, her voice thick with desire. "I want you to fuck me, Bernard. I want you to stretch me open while Rick watches.
I want him to see how much I can take, how much I love it when you fuck me hard."
Bernard's eyes darkened with lust as he thrust his cock deeper into the fleshlight, the silicone lips gripping his shaft tightly. He groaned, his head falling back slightly as he imagined it was Lynn's pussy clenching around him. "Fuck, you're gonna make me cum just thinking about it," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
Lynn watched, her fingers still working her clit, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. She could see the way Bernard's cock pulsed inside the toy, the way his balls tightened as he fucked it harder. Bernard pushed his luck well Lynn the cameras are running would you like me to fuck you now and you can take the film home for Rick to watch with you tonight?" He asked as he thrust his cock in and out of the fleshlight, his balls slapping against the base of the toy with each hard thrust. His cock was already slick with pre-cum, the clear fluid dripping down his shaft as he fucked the toy harder, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
Lynn's eyes locked onto his cock, her fingers still working her clit in slow, deliberate circles. She could feel the heat building between her thighs, her juices dripping down her legs as she imagined Rick watching her take Bernard's cock.
The thought of her husband stroking his hard length while she spread her legs for another man sent a shiver of excitement down her spine.
"Fuck yes, but I've only ever fucked my husband and I can't do that unless he's here with us and he agrees, after all I'm his wife and he's my husband and I want us to do everything together," Lynn breathed, her voice thick with lust."
Bernard smirked, his eyes darkening as he imagined the scene unfolding. You want him to see me stretching that tight pussy of yours while he strokes his cock in that box?" His voice was a low, rough growl, sending a fresh wave of arousal coursing through her.
Lynn nodded, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Her fingers still worked her clit, her body trembling with anticipation. "Yes," she whispered. I want him to see me take your cock, to feel you fuck me while he watches."
Bernard’s smirk widened.
"Then let’s make it happen, Lynn. Let’s make it real tomorrow night, but how about for now you just lend me a hand, its nice having a fleshlight on my cock, but it would be far nicer if yu could use you hards on my cock and I'm sure Rick wouldn't mind seeing you stroke my cock and making it cum all over your lovely tits."
Bernard said as he continued to fuck the fleshlight, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his eyes locked onto Lynn's.
Lynn bit her lip, her eyes dark with lust as she imagined the scene. She could see herself on her knees in front of Bernard, her hand wrapped around his thick shaft, her fingers stroking him to orgasm. She could see the way his cock pulsed in her hand, the way his balls tightened as he came, his hot cum splashing against her tits.
"Fuck, yes," she moaned, her fingers still working her clit, her body trembling with anticipation. "I want to stroke your cock, Bernard.
I want to feel your thick, veiny length in my hand, and I want to hear you groan as I make you cum all over me," Lynn whispered, her voice thick with desire. She stepped forward, her high heels clicking against the wooden floor as she approached him. Her garter belt and seamed stockings were still in place, the sheer fabric clinging to her thighs, and her tits were still bare, her nipples hard and aching.
Bernard smirked, his eyes darkening with lust as he watched her approach. "You're sure you want to do this, Lynn? You're sure you want to touch my cock?" he asked, his voice low and rough.
His cock pulsed in his hand, the veins standing out like thick ropes, the tip already glistening with pre-cum. Lynn’s breath hitched as she looked down at his thick, veiny shaft, her fingers itching to touch it. She licked her lips, her eyes locked onto his cock as she approached him.
"Fuck, you’re so beautiful," Bernard growled, his voice thick with lust. "I can’t wait to feel your hands on me, Lynn."
Lynn stepped closer, her high heels clicking against the wooden floor. She could feel the heat radiating off Bernard’s body, the way his muscles tensed as she approached.
Her heart was pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she reached out, her fingers brushing against the thick head of his cock.
"Fuck," Bernard hissed, his hips bucking slightly at her touch. "Your hands are so soft, Lynn. I can't wait to feel them wrapped around my cock."
Lynn smirked, her fingers tracing the thick vein that ran along the underside of his shaft. "You like that, huh? You like the way my hands feel on your cock?" she asked, her voice a low purr.
Bernard nodded, his jaw clenched, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Fuck, yes.
I love the way your hands feel on my cock, Lynn," Bernard groaned, his hips bucking slightly as she wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft. She could feel the heat of him, the way his pulse throbbed against her palm. She began to stroke him, her fingers tight around his length, her thumb brushing against the sensitive head of his cock.
"Mmm, you're so big, Bernard," Lynn purred, her eyes locked onto his as she worked her hand up and down his shaft. "I can't wait to feel this inside me."
Bernard's breath hitched, his eyes darkening with lust, he looked up at the cameras shouting "hi Rick, look how your sweet lovely wife likes stroking my big old cock Rick, your a lucky man she's one hell of a sexy woman and I can't wait for her to make me cum all over her tits".
He looked back at Lynn, his voice thick with desire "You like that, Lynn? You like hearing me talk to your husband while you stroke my cock?" "Fuck, yes," she moaned, her fingers still working his thick length. "I love hearing you talk to Rick while I stroke your cock. It's so fucking hot."
Bernard smirked, his hips bucking slightly as she worked her hand up and down his shaft. "You're a dirty little slut, aren't you, Lynn?
You love the idea of your husband watching you touch my cock, don't you?" Bernard growled, his voice thick with lust. His breath was hot against her ear as he spoke, his words sending shivers down her spine. Lynn nodded, her eyes locked onto his as she continued to stroke him. Her fingers were slick with pre-cum, her hand moving up and down his thick shaft with deliberate precision.
"Fuck, yes," she moaned, her voice barely audible. "I love knowing that Rick is watching, Bernard. I love knowing that he's imagining me here with you, touching your cock, making you cum all over me."
Bernard smirked, his eyes darkening with lust. He looked up at the camera again "hey Rick would you mind if your wife sucked my cock, I so want to fuck her but she said I can't unless your here in person to watch, would you like to see her right now with my big old cock in her mouth, come on Rick you know you want to see her sucking my cock".
Lynn looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust and excitement, she loved the idea of sucking Bernard's cock, she loved the idea of Rick watching her, she wanted to do it, she wanted to taste him, she wanted to feel his thick cock in her mouth. She looked at Bernard and said "yes I want to suck your cock, I want to taste you, I want to feel your thick cock in my mouth, but only if Rick agrees, I want him to watch me, I want him to see me sucking your cock". Lynn looked back at the cameras, "well honey, do you want me to suck his cock, we've talked about it for so long and now here I am with Bernards big hard cock in my hand, do you want to see it in my mouth baby?" She waited for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest, hoping that Rick would say yes. She wanted this, she wanted to suck Bernard's cock, she wanted to taste him, she wanted to feel him in her mouth. She wanted Rick to watch her, to see her taking another man's cock. she waited a whole minute as she stroked Bernards cock, she knew the tension would be killing Rick as he watched this tape and she knew deep down that Rick would be shouting at the screen "suck him Lynn".
Lynn looked back over her shoulder at the cameras and said "Thank you baby" see turned back to Bernard and looked into his eyes as she slipped his hard cock into her mouth and licked the pre cum from its tip, then set about licking and sucking his shaft.
She wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and began to suck on it, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip, her lips pulling back and forth as she took him deeper into her mouth. She could feel the heat of his cock, the way it pulsed against her tongue as she worked her mouth up and down his thick shaft.
Bernard groaned, his hands gripping the edge of the bench as he watched her mouth take him. "Fuck, Lynn, that feels so good. You're so fucking talented," he groaned, his voice thick with lust. She let his cock slip from her mouth and she licked his shaft down to his balls and sucked his balls, then back up his shaft and finally started to bob her head taking his cock deeper and deeper into her throat.
She could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat, her gag reflex kicking in, but she forced herself to take more of him, her eyes watering as she fought to take his thick length. She could feel the veins pulsing against her tongue, the taste of him salty and musky on her lips.
Bernard groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair, guiding her movements. "Fuck, Lynn, you're a natural. You take my cock so fucking good." His voice was a low, guttural growl, his hips bucking slightly as she worked her mouth up and down his shaft.
Lynn could feel the heat building between her thighs, her pussy aching with need as she sucked him harder, her fingers working her clit in slow, deliberate circles.
Bernard's breath was coming in ragged gasps, his fingers tightening in her hair as he watched her take him. "Fuck, Lynn, you're gonna make me cum if you keep that up," he groaned, his voice thick with lust.
Lynn moaned around his cock, her eyes locked onto his as she continued to suck him, her fingers working her clit faster. She could feel the tension building in her own body, her own orgasm approaching as she worked to bring him to the edge.
She wanted to feel him cum down her throat, she wanted to taste him, she wanted to feel his hot cum splashing against her tongue. But she also wanted his cum all over her face so she could look at the camera and show her husband another mans cum covering her face and tits.
Bernard’s breath was coming in sharp, ragged gasps, his fingers tightening in her hair. "Fuck, Lynn, I can't hold back anymore." His voice was a low, desperate growl, his hips bucking slightly as she sucked him harder.
Lynn moaned around his cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive underside of his shaft. "I want to feel you cum, Bernard. I want to taste you.
I want to feel your hot cum splashing against my tongue," she moaned, her fingers working her clit faster, her own orgasm just out of reach. Bernard's breath hitched, his eyes locked onto hers as she continued to suck him. "Fuck, Lynn, you're so fucking sexy. I can't hold back any longer," he growled, his hips bucking as he came, his hot cum splashing against her tongue, filling her mouth with his salty, musky flavor.
Lynn moaned around his cock, her own orgasm crashing over her as she swallowed his cum, her fingers working her clit furiously. She pulled his cock from her mouth still pumping him and he shot more of his seed all over her face and some dripped down onto her tits She licked her lips and smiled at him, her eyes still locked onto his.
"Fuck, you're a dirty little slut, aren't you, Lynn?" Bernard growled, his voice thick with lust and admiration. "You took my cock so good, and you let me cum all over your face. You look a real mess."
Lynn laughed, her voice husky and breathless. "I love being a mess, Bernard. I love feeling your cum all over me." She looked up at the cameras again, her eyes filled with lust and excitement. Look Rick, the first man other than you to cum in your wife's mouth, all over my face and look its even all over my tits, I hope you like this baby".
Lynn said as she looked back at the camera, her face glistening with Bernard's cum, her tits coated in his seed. She loved the feeling of it, the way it made her feel dirty and used, the way it made her feel like a real slut.
Bernard looked at her, his eyes filled with lust and admiration. "Fuck, Lynn, you're something else. I've never seen anyone take a cock like you do. You're a natural-born slut, aren't you?" he growled, his voice thick with desire.
"I want to fuck you, Lynn. I want to feel that tight pussy of yours wrapped around my cock. I want to stretch you open and make you scream."
Lynn's breath hitched, her eyes locked onto his as she imagined it. She could feel the heat building between her thighs, her pussy aching with need. She wanted him, she wanted to feel him inside her, she wanted him to stretch her open and make her scream. I want to feel your big, thick cock inside me too but your going tohave to wait until tomorrow night and then its only if my husband wants you to fuck me."
Lynn stood up and left Bernard, as she was about to close the door she said "I'm getting ready to go home, can you please get that film for me, I so want Rick to watch it tonight, especially if you want us to come back tomorrow night".
By the time Lynn finished getting cleaned up and dressed in her own clother Bernard was already waiting for her at the shop counter with a USB memory stick, he handed it to Lynn saying "the film as promised, I hope it goes well tonight as I so want you both to visit tomorrow night, let me know in the morning how it goes".
Just as Lynn was about to leave the shop Bernard said "Alex is waiting for you outside, he'll drive you home and make sure you get home safe, its just a precaution, after having had so many men lust after you today, I just want to make sure you get home safe". Lynn smiled "well thank you kind Sir, thats very nice of you, as she opened the door a young black guy stood, he was over six foot tall and built like a gladiator, with huge arms and a very pleasant smile, as she opened the door he said "Hi are you Lynn? I'm Alex, Bernards hired me to make sure you get home safe, my cars here waiting for you and he showed Lynn to a very posh Mercedes Benz and soon he was driving her off towards home.
As they drove Lynn looked over at Alex and said "so you're the hired muscle, I'm glad Bernard thought of you, I have to admit I was a little nervous about getting home alone after what happened today, I mean I've never been so exposed before, I've never had men lusting after me like that before".
Alex looked over at Lynn and said "well I'm here to make sure you get home safe and I'm also here to listen to you if you want to talk about it, I mean I'm sure Bernard told you that I'm not just his hired muscle, I'm also his invester and I'm here to help you in any way I can, so if you want to talk or need anything, I'm all ears and here to help".
Lynn smiled at him and said "well thank you Alex, I appreciate that, but I think I'll just enjoy the ride and think about what happened today, I mean I've never done anything like that before and tomorrow I'll be back in that store with a lot of those guys come back, so I'm a little apprehensive to be honest ". Alex smiled "don't worry about a thing, I'll be in the store for the next few weeks to make sure things are settled, so you have no need to worry, Bernard and I will ensure you are treated with respect at all times".
Lynn smiled back at him and said "well that makes me feel a lot better, thank you Alex, I appreciate it".
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