Vixen? Schoolgirl? Stripper? Hooker

"I guess," Saffron said, "I can only get away week ends anyway."

Harry opened the door, "They are asking for you, both of you, Phyllis is on next, do you want to do another dance Vicky?"

"He means you!" Tina explained, "Do you want to dance again or do you want to make some money?"

"Actually," Saffron admitted, "I just want to get laid, these old guys are so frustrating!"

"You want to do a double with Danny?" Harry asked.

"No, I don't do girls," Saffron explained.

Harry laughed, "Danny is many things but a girl isn't one of them."

"The black guy," Tina advised, "The tall thin doorman, he does double dances sometimes but he is a big boy, not to be taken lightly if you see what I mean!"

"Well in that case," Saffron laughed, "Bring it on!"

"Show her what to do," Harry asked and he returned to his microphone.

"Vicky, this is Danny," Tina introduced them, "Vicky said about dancing with you?"

"Sure, but we need to work up a routine!" Danny explained.

"Danny," Tina butted in, "All you ever do is carry the girl around on your cock and jig around."

"Hey," he said, "I'm an artiste."

"How difficult can it be," Saffron asked but Danny pulled his pants down and Saffron saw the problem, the biggest cock she has ever seen.

"Ah, right, I see!" she agreed, "Maybe I'll pass."

"You come around early tomorrow, we'll practice." he suggested.

"So what shall we do?" Saffron asked.

"Back to the bar, put a shirt on!" Tina suggested.

Saffron found her white shirt among the discarded clothes Harry had dumped in the clothes room an she made her way back to the bar.

"Thought you were doing a dance with Danny," Harry chuckled as she passed.

"No way, he's far too big," Saffron giggled.

"I thought that's what you girl's like?" Harry suggested, "Why don't you have a play with a dildo see how much you can take."

"Harry!" Saffron exclaimed, "Harry!" she said in surprise as he took a card with seven different dildoes from six inch to fourteen inches tied to it from behind his desk.

"If you get the black one up I'll send Danny out!" he laughed

"You must be joking!" she gasped.

"I'll put the spotlight on you," Harry chuckled and he announced, "Ladies and Gentlemen, who wants to see Little Vicky versus the Dildo?"

"Harry!" Saffron gasped, but the dias was in front of her and the spotlight was tracking towards her.

"Who wants to bet she can't take the black one?" Harry asked but there were no takers.

"Just start wanking," he suggested, "Harry!" she protested.

"Get the black one up I'll send Danny out!" he announced to the room and he winked.

"I can't," she said as he handed her a sachet of lube.

"Vicky ladies and Gentlemen," Harry announced.

Saffron looked at the expectant faces peering at her as she held the dildoes, she felt foolish, and horny all at the same time.

She sat down on the dias, her back against the pole, lubed the smallest dildo and eased it between her pussy lips, she grinned, pulled it out and chose the next size, this time she licked the end, it tasted of plastic, peered at it and eased it inside herself with no drama.

She smiled working the audience, tied the dildo back onto the card, and chose the next one, she also tied the smallest one back into place and then she eased the third inside her, again it slipped easily inside her, so she removed it and skipped two sizes.

Her skirt was getting in the way so she pulled it up under her breasts and then the shirt tails were in the way so she pulled the shirt open and slipped it off and only then did she take the large red dildo and lick the tip seductively.

Saffron placed the large bulbous red end of the dildo against her pussy lips, she gasped theatrically as pushed it up inside herself, as by now a crowd had formed as punters surrounded the dias, to see the show. A pint beer mug was filling with notes as it was passed around and towards the back of the crowd Sebastian and Charles were arguing, "It is Saff!"

"No, it can't be!" they argued as two, three, four inches of dildo spread Saffron's young vagina. pressing against her clit from the inside sending little spikes of pleasure coursing through her consciousness until real gasps replaced the theatrical ones. She she gasped and closed her eyes as she eased the dildo inside her, spreading and filling her ever more completely.

"Go on!" someone shouted, "More!"

Saffron obliged easing it ever further inside her spreading stretching but frustratingly cold and inert, she tried humping it but it still remained rigid when she wanted a warm pulsing plibale yet rigid cock.

"More!" the audience laughed, "Try the black one," they said referring to the biggest of the set of Dildoes.

"One more!" Harry laughed, "The yellow one!"

"What?" Saffron asked.

"Try the next," he repeated.

"Oh," Saffron said, "Gosh," as she came back to her senses, "Yes the yellow one."

Now she had to raise herself up, in fact it was easier to put the end on the floor and sink down on it, she spread her pussy lips and eased the tip between then she eased downwards, pain and pleasure mingled, she eased down further and suddenly she slipped her weight came onto the dildo and it forced agonisingly deep inside her, "No!" she protested as she fell forward inelegantly.

"And the black one!" Harry suggested and he called Danny forward, a great cheer went up, Saffron thought it was because she fell forward and impaled herself but Danny had appeared from behind Harry, Danny the black doorman, now dressed in a black sleeveless leather jerkin and black knee length boots, he strode across the room his monster cock fully erect and already sheathed with a black condom, as he approached the pole from directly behind Saffron.

He put his hands on her shoulders and whispered, "Time for the black one doll!"

"Uh?" Saffron queried.

Danny's big black hand eased the red dildo from Saffron's vagina and idly tossed it away. He put one arm around her middle, eased her up and with his other hand he guided his massive black cock at her sweet pink cunt as he held her bent from the waist.

"No!" Saffron gasped but Danny knew what he was doing and his cock eased so gently inside her, spreading her vagina, stretching it past its limits as she gradually accepted his intrusion, "Oh god it's huge! Oh fuck!" she protested, "Oh my god!"

Her mind shut down as he began to hump her, with six to two inches of black shaft still visible beyond her pussy lips as he thrust into her as he turned her around so she could hold on to the pole.

She gasped and mouthed 'No' wordlessly his cock battered against the neck of her womb the sensations of pain and pleasure mingled in her mind making her breath rasp in ragged gasps as she began falling, falling falling, falling thousands of feet through fluffy marshmallow clouds of ice cold fire and her crotch began to explode like a thermo nuclear bomb.

"Slow down, it's a show OK?" Danny hissed as Saffron swayed and moaned and squeezed her cunt muscles as she became completely oblivious to the audience.

His balls were now slapping against her crotch as his energetic humping forced his massive cock ever deeper inside her.

"Oh fuck!" he hissed as he started twitching and started to shoot his load, "Noooo," he gasped as the veins on his cock bulged as it twitched in ecstasy as he pumped the condom full of his jism.

"Wha?" Saffron protested, "Is that it?"

He reacted angrily, "You stupid bitch, that was un professional!" he complained, as he pulled out of her and ran off stage.

"Fuck," Saffron gasped and instead of taking a bow she grabbed the largest Dildo from the set, stood it on end and slid down on it and began to hump herself to that elusive orgasm.

"Vixen Ladies and Gentlemen!" Harry announced and he hissed, "For gods sake get her off as the audience started shouting and whooping.

Danny threw his jeans on and came back to the stage and with Harry's help they carried Saffron off stage still with the monster dildo deep inside her and sat her down in the Ladies lavatory where they left her to calm down.

"Bloody amateurs," Harry cursed theatrically as he saw the tips glass was filled to overflowing.

"Never again," Danny agreed, "Damn bitch made me cum!"

"We saw!" Harry agreed, "You were supposed to make her cum, I guess you should be back on the door?"

"Sure!" Danny agreed, "I need the rest."

Harry returned to the microphone, "And next Ladies and Gentlemen," he announced, "We have," and he searched in vain for his notes.

A commotion erupted at the entrance door, "You can't come in," Danny protested, but there was a splintering crash and the door flew open.

"Police!" someone shouted as Danny hit the panic button.

In the ladies lavatory a red light suddenly flashed just as Saffron was washing the monster dildo as she looked at her dishevelled appearance in a mirror while slowly winding down from her high. She knew it was some kind of alarm but didn't know what to do.

Tina rushed in looking for her, "Vicky, that's the alarm, time to get dressed and get out of here," she shouted and when she saw Saffron she added, "Quick, follow me!"

"Oh right," Saffron agreed, wearily then with the realisation she could be in serious trouble adrenalin kicked in and they rushed to the changing room, Phyllis whom Saffron had not met was already leaving, rushing out of the door with her yellow miniskirt twisted.

Saffron pulled off her skirt and kicked off her heels, she grabbed her own elegant black dress and threw it on and threw the cardigan over the top. She kicked off her socks, then taking a plastic bag from her handbag she threw her bra shoes, panties and pantihose in to it and rushed back to the ladies.

She bolted a cubicle and quickly tidied herself, slipping her bra back on, her panties, pantihose and shoes and then went to the mirror and pinned her hair back up.

The loo door flew open.

"All right, lets be having you!" a policeman declared.

"What?" Saffron replied indignantly.

"Sorry Miss, we're looking for strippers and prostitutes," he said apologetically.

"Well I should look then, if I were you," she said haughtily.

"Yes miss, thank you miss," he said and he turned and walked out.

Saffron breathed a huge sigh of relief and followed the policeman back towards the bar where she looked for Sebastian and Charles. She saw them among a group of men in the corner corralled by policemen and asked to be let through, "So who were you with miss?" the constable asked .

"Sebastian and Charles," she said pointing, "They said this was a night club, but well to be honest I spent more time in the loo, it's disgusting but they just laughed when I wanted to go home."

"Right, Sebastian Fettle and Charles Peak," he said, "Strangely enough they don't appear on the police computer.

"Try Melcombe and Fanshawe-Dyce," Saffron insisted, "I'm Saffron Melcombe, Sebastian's cousin."

"And you'll vouch for them?" he asked as he put the new names into his computer, "You are eighteen and you all live in Pewsey is that right?"

"Oh yes," Saffron agreed, "Charlie and Seb are twenty two I think, but Look, can we go only we have a train to catch."

"I suppose," he agreed, and he called Charles and Seb over, "Right you two hop it, and next time you take your cousin out you do not take her to a knocking shop, get my meaning?"

"Uh, yes, no, we won't," Charles agreed.

"Good, then I'll let you go on your way!" the policeman advised and he let them pass, "We haven't got enough cells anyway."

They walked away as fast as they could, down the stairs to street level, past the shattered door and away down the street.

They walked in silence, "I'm never going back there again," Charles insisted.

"Nor me," Sebastian agreed.

"Well I am," Saffron insisted, "They owe me for that private time."

"Was that you dancing Saff?" Charles asked, "Only when you went a stunning blonde stripper came out, and when she went you came back and."

"Yes," Saffron agreed.

"Will you dance for us?" Sebastian asked.

"On one condition!" Saffron agreed, "No one must tell mother what happened, and."

"That's two," Charles pointed out,

"I get an orgasm," Saffron explained, "Deal?"

"So like we pay some gigolo?" Sebastian asked, "Some big black dude to fuck you."

"Or we could maybe?" Charles suggested.

"We couldn't fuck Saff she's a mate," Sebastian pointed out.

"Speak for yourself," Charles said and he took Saffron's hand and stopped and went down on one knee, "Saffron, can I fuck you some time?" he asked.

"Of course you can," she said, "Five hundred pounds seems to be the going rate."

"Oh," he said.

To be continued?