TAILS OF THE PUSSYCAT LOUNGE

by R. Richard

  I have Stormy take Taffy’s cock in her hand and then put the head into her mouth. I then tell her to suck on Taffy’s cock as if her life depended on it and to stroke up and down the shaft with her hand as she sucks.

  Stormy sucks and I watch. She's apparently sucking hard enough and I have her use her tongue to trace various parts of the head of Taffy’s cock and even lick the hole at the end.

  Stormy is really involved in the mechanics of sucking Taffy’s cock and doesn't really realize just how excited he's becoming. Suddenly, Taffy is pumping cum into Stormy’s mouth. Stormy starts to pull away, but I grab her head and don't let her pull back. She takes the first spurts of Taffy’s cum in her mouth and then I let her spit his cock out, but she still takes the following spurts in her face.

  Stormy isn't at all happy.

  I tell her, “The customer pays to shoot his cum in a girl’s face. She won't just put up with it, she'll pretend that it's really exciting for her. If any of the cum gets in her mouth, she'll swallow it as if it were a delicious treat.”

  Stormy looks at me in shock.

  I tell her how much money she can get for sucking a man’s cock.

  Stormy thinks for a second and then nods yes.

  Taffy zips up and tells Stormy, “It wasn't too bad.” He then leaves.

  After Taffy leaves, I point out to Stormy that Taffy could crumple her up with his hands as he would crumple a gum wrapper. She should be pleased that she can cause a powerful man to come like that.

  Stormy then gets cleaned up and dressed.

  I tell her that she should buy the fetish gear she needs at a specific store. The prices are good and the lady will want to have sex with her. If she likes girls, she can get an even better price.

  I can see that Stormy doesn't have too much money and that she's worried. I tell her that she can stay with me until she starts to make a living.

  Stormy gathers her things and leaves to get dressed.

  I think that she'll make it in time and that I can get her to take over the lease on my place when I leave.

  CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

  Finish the trainee

  STORMY MOVES IN WITH me in my apartment.

  After the sheik affair I can't remain at The Pussycat Lounge for too long. The chances of someone seeking revenge are just too great. I must move on.

  Since I don't know exactly where I'm going to move to, I decide to stay long enough to train my replacement. While I train Stormy, I'll decide where I'm going to go.

  Stormy is a better dancer than I was when I started and she's about the same height as me, with about the same figure. I plan for Stormy to replace me at The Pussycat Lounge with a girl so similar that people will just forget about Nocturne. Thus, I'll be safer from any of the sheik’s people who are looking for me.

  I get Stormy to take a dancing class from Judy, the woman who trained me. Stormy learns the basics much more quickly than I did. But Judy tells me, “Stormy can dance well now and she'll do even better in the future. However, Stormy will never be a dancer.”

  I'm somewhat puzzled at Judy’s remark. I decide to wait, watch and learn.

  One night we're short a couple of girls at The Pussycat lounge and I get Andre to agree to use Stormy to fill in.

  Stormy is the first girl to dance. She does quite well. She moves well and does a good job of showing the customers her tits and pussy. She uses the whole stage and makes sure that all of the customers get a good view of her. However, it's all mechanical, with no fire. I begin to see what Judy meant about Stormy not being a dancer.

  As 'fresh meat,' Stormy gets fucked at the end of her first turn.

  I watch on the TV monitor as Stormy meets her customer in a back room.

  She removes her French bra as if it were a timed event. Similarly, the removal of her nylons allows the customer to ogle her pussy only if he's a speed reader. Then she sprints across the floor in her bare feet and dives into bed.

  The customer, who must think he's watching a ladies’ sprint event at the Olympics, manages to strip and put a condom on and then joins Stormy on the bed.

  The guy has to work to get his cock into Stormy’s pussy, which probably means she neglected to work herself up before she got to the room.

  Stormy does move a bit under the guy, but only until she climaxes. After that she lies there like dead meat.

  The guy does a lot of work and finally manages to get off and I can see his butt work as he pumps his cum into the condom. He then rolls off Stormy.

  Stormy is up and breaks the world record for putting on a French bra and nylons. She then jumps into her shoes and says, “That was great!” She then sprints down the back corridor.

  I grab Stormy as she comes into the ladies dressing room. I sit her down and tell her, “A back room fuck isn't a timed event. A Pussycat Lounge girl always walks in heels because it forces her to throw out her chest and wiggle her ass as she walks.” I finish by telling her, “A fuck isn’t over until the customer, not the girl, comes.”

  I then question Stormy about her first dancing turn.

  Stormy tells me that she didn't really notice the customers in front of her, but just concentrated on her dancing.

  I tell her, “You need to focus on a guy and then another guy until you find one who looks like he's interested in a back room date with you. Then you need to concentrate your efforts on the best prospective back room client. The effort will get you more back room dates and more money.”

  I then tell Stormy, “The guys in the audience were making the same rank comments they always make to the dancers. You need to learn a bunch of responses and use the responses to interact with the customers. Again, the effort will get you more back room dates and more money.”

  Stormy tells me, “I really don't like the filthy comments from the audience and I don't want to respond and encourage them.”

  I tell Stormy, “Good comebacks will cut down on the number of filthy comments from the customers and you need to develop your replies for that reason.” I then ask, “Are you tired after your first dancing turn and then a back room date?”

  Stormy tells me, “I'm not tired and I can keep up the pace for a whole night.”

  We then try a dual strategy with Stormy. I tell her that the customers aren't pleased with her, since she basically ignores them. She needs to have interaction with the customers if they're going to like her and continue to buy what she has to sell. This last hits home, since Stormy’s tips were below average. I begin to think that maybe I'm getting through to Stormy however, only time will tell.

  The second part of the dual strategy is Taffy.

  I take Stormy in to the Pussycat Lounge early and have Taffy fuck her. I make Stormy take her time and work Taffy up with a slow strip of her French bra and nylons. She then puts her shoes back on and wiggles over to the bed. So far, so good.

  Taffy then puts an industrial strength fuck into a semi-responsive Stormy. Taffy gets deep and hard. He works all of Stormy’s pussy with skill and strength.

  Stormy does respond at first, but not nearly enough. Then Stormy climaxes and basically dies right there.

  Taffy finishes and even comes. However, Taffy isn't happy. Taffy rolls off Stormy and tells her, “Stormy, you a lame lay. If Stormy don’t take care of Taffy, Taffy isn't gonna take care of Stormy.”

  I then take Stormy back to the ladies dressing room. On the way, I point out to Stormy that, if Taffy doesn't like to fuck Stormy, the customers won't like it either and she won't make much money. I then show Stormy her red pussy in the full length mirror.

  Stormy is shocked that it's visibly obvious that she has just been fucked.

  I then point out to Stormy that the customers will see the results of her back room visits. This last means that Stormy is going to have customer interaction, like it or not.

  I then make Stormy dance on the real stage. I yell some of the nasty things that the customers have yelled at me and I make Stormy give me back the replies I have developed over t
ime. The replies are short, sharp and allow Stormy to dance as she talks back.

  While we work on Stormy’s routines, I see the potential in her.

  Stormy likes to be seen. She's really proud to be dancing on the stage in just her French bra, garter belt, nylons and shoes. She wants the customers to notice her fancy fetish gear and it actually helps her project to the customers.

  That night, Stormy dances her turns. She does what she has been told and interacts with the customers. She projects a bit, without really knowing what she's doing. She gives them back the catcalls and more!

  Stormy takes a customer into the back room and does a slow strip. She gets the customer really excited and, by the time she jumps on the bed, he's damn near ready to come.

  The guy mounts her and fucks her hard and deep. However, he's so excited that he comes before Stormy can really get excited. He then rolls off her.

  Stormy actually talks to the guy a bit and tells him that he shot his cum early because she's so hot. She then tells him that lots of guys have the problem the first time. He just needs to try again and get a bit more experience.

  The guy tips Stormy and she's excited when she gets back to the ladies dressing room. She's also a little strung out as she didn't climax herself.

  I tell her to get back on the stage and dance her next turn. I also tell her what to say when they yell at her.

  Stormy dances again and proudly displays her red pussy. When some guy yells at her about it, she tells him that it took a real man to give her that. It shuts the guy up and gets the audience on Stormy’s side.

  Stormy gets a second back room visit.

  She again works the guy up with a slow strip and even takes extra time stripping her nylons as the guy is really enjoying the views of her pussy. Her strut across the room to the bed is a bit exaggerated, but the guy buys it big time!

  The guy mounts Stormy and shoves his big cock hard into her pussy.

  Stormy has more endurance than I ever will have. She takes the big cock with no apparent problem and moves and works with the guy. She does climax and I'm sure that it's real. However, her climax is so intense that it pulls the guy along with her and he comes long and noisily. He then rolls off her.

  Stormy takes her time about getting up and getting dressed. She tells the guy what a stud he was and that she actually climaxed for him. She continues that she doesn't do that often and he really did a job on her.

  The ego stroking gets Stormy a tip and she's excited when she gets back to the ladies dressing room.

  I tell her that some guy wants to buy her garter belt.

  Stormy lights up and she's, I think, more excited than when the guy fucked her. She can't believe that some guy was so turned on that he's actually going to buy her garter belt.

  I have to make her wait until she's recovered before she dances her next turn.

  Stormy finishes out the night. She does better with her tips than the previous night and also gets fucked one more time.

  On the way home, I critique Stormy’s performance and tell her that she's doing better, but that she needs a lot more improvement. Since she obviously likes the attention, I tell her that the customers really like the fetish gear she bought herself and that she needs to really show it.

  When we get home, I find a letter in my mailbox. It's from Miss. Hollywood. She wants to talk to me about the possibility of some film work. The letter sounds sincere and I do have to move somewhere else. I'm both thrilled and scared at the prospect of a new career.

  I think, 'What do I know about acting? Then again, what did I know about nude dancing and stripping until I tried it?' I decide that, if I can go from pampered rich bitch to fetish whore in a day, then I can become an actress if I have to!

  The next day I talk to Miss. Hollywood at some length. I finally agree to come out to act in a movie with her. I tell her that I'm nervous but that I'm gonna make it!

  I then take Stormy in to The Pussycat Lounge early again. I don't have to make her fuck Taffy, she wants to fuck Taffy! Better yet, she wants to give Taffy a nylon fuck. She tells me that, since The Pussycat Lounge is a fetish place, Taffy deserves a fetish fuck!

  When Stormy tells Taffy that she wants him to take her into a back room and fuck her brains out, Taffy is very surprised but also very willing.

  I watch on the TV monitor as Stormy makes a production of removing her French bra. She then struts over to the bed telling Taffy that “This one is gonna be a nylon fuck, because you deserve the best, Big Boy!”

  Taffy hears the girls say that kind of thing every day, but not to him. He's very turned on. He dons his condom and gets on the bed with Stormy.

  He slips his cock into Stormy and she responds! She wraps her legs around the hard thrusting Taffy and moves with him and also encourages him to fuck her hard.

  If Stormy can handle Taffy and still have enough left to talk to him while she's being fucked, she can handle any customer.

  Taffy fucks Stormy for a while and Stormy finally climaxes. However, even after she climaxes, she still does her best to keep responding to Taffy. As she builds to a second climax, Taffy comes and she stays with him until he finishes pumping his cum and then rolls off her.

  Stormy then cuddles to Taffy and asks him, “Was that better, Big Boy?”

  Taffy tells her, “Taffy take care of Stormy anytime!”

  Stormy then gets up and makes a real production of stripping her torn up nylons. She then wraps them around Taffy’s neck, “For a souvenir.”

  Stormy leaves and I duck into the front corridor and down the hall to the back room. I watch as Taffy is dressing.

  Taffy shakes the nylons at me and says, “I think Stormy gonna’ work out!”

  We go through a little more coaching and then Stormy dances that night. Stormy is on!

  She takes just a little more time. She shakes her tits and pussy, but also gives the customers lots of views of lace framed pussy and lace supported tits.

  The customers eat up the act. They give her the usual ration of crap with catcalls and such, but Stormy gives it back to them and manages to make it sassy rather than insulting.

  Stormy gets her first nylon fuck that night. She takes her time with the French bra strip and even more time wiggling over to the bed. She talks to the customer like a real pro and he has a raging erection by the time he pulls on his condom.

  Stormy gives the guy a good ride. She wraps her nylon clad legs around him and then moves with his stroking. She not only responds with movement, she talks to him with the kind of moans and sighs a guy likes to hear when he's fucking a girl. She stays with him until he climaxes and shoots him cum in her. She makes the right noise and fakes her first climax!

  After the guy rolls off her, she takes her time and gives the guy a lot of views of her red pussy as she strips her nylons. She projects as she hands the guy her nylons and scores herself a nice tip for her trouble!

  Stormy finishes the night in splendid fashion and I have trained my replacement!

  I get Stormy to agree to assume the lease on the apartment.

  The next afternoon and night, I pack for my trip to Hollywood. I think that I'll leave my French bras, garter belts and very fancy nylons for Stormy. I make three tries to place them where Stormy will find them. Somehow I just can't do it and I pack my fetish gear! It appears that I'll take at least a part of my Pussycat Lounge time with me.

  I don't want anyone to know where I have gone. I drive my car to a man who has agreed to buy it and he then gives me a ride to the airport.

  I take a flight from the airport to Reno, Nevada. I then manage to get on a casino flight to Las Vegas, with no record of my being a passenger. I buy a car in Las Vegas and drive to Los Angeles. As I drive, I review my strategy and figure that I have at least made it very difficult for the sheik or his men to trace me.

  When I get to the outskirts of Los Angeles, I call Miss. Hollywood and she tells me how to get to her place.

  She meets me at the door and tells me th
at I trained her to be a nude dancer, now she'll train me to be an actress. She then tells me that there'll be some nudity in the film she has in mind.

  I tell Miss. Hollywood that I'm not afraid to show my tits and pussy, as long as I get to wear some lace while I do it!

  We both laugh like idiots.

  CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

  Nocturne Goes To Hollywood

  MISS. HOLLYWOOD GOT ME out here because she told me that there was a film she had in mind. She says that there'll be some nudity in the film. Now, I figure that I can handle any amount of nudity after The Pussycat Lounge. Also, my lack of acting experience will be compensated by my extensive nude experience. If I'm to have a film career, the film Miss. Hollywood has in mind seems like a good place for me to start.