The Open Cybersex Roleplay Thread.

[ila]

As I made it to the area of the stage I took a look around. There were a few people there, but not so many that I couldn't see everyone. My gaze wandered the area and then I spied Fran. My eyes almost fell out of head looking at her tight, revealing clothes.

Fran saw me and walked towards me. I was almost tongue-tied as she approached. I couldn't help but notice the prominent bulge she had. I hoped it was because of me.

I took 2 steps towards Fran and we were standing together. My hand automatically dropped down between us. Fran was talking to me, but I was so mesmerized that I barely heard anything she said.

Just then a beautiful woman walked out on stage. Everyone's attention turned that way as she introduced herself as our hostess for the evening. When she asked if we wanted to see her do a striptease I automatically nodded my head. I know Fran likes to see a good striptease so I turned to her to see her reaction. That's when I noticed that Fran had slipped away.

"Oh well," I thought, Fran can certainly look after herself. I turned back to the stage to watch our hostess.

[a9127]

Still searching for Fran, I finally notice her talking to ila but before I have a chance to say hello, she has taken off. My attention is diverted by our hostess Princess Shawn who welcomes us to her lavish mansion. I am totally intrigued. Not only is Shawn beautiful but she is wearing a schoolgirl uniform and offers to perform a striptease for us. My awkward attempt to hide my increasing arousal only serves to draw attention “down there.” Shawn notices this and giggles. Along with some of the other guests, I am very vocal about her performing for us. Now on my third martini I’m definitely in the mood for some fun… But I can’t help wondering where Fran went?

[ila]

Most of the guests around the stage are now calling for Princess Shawn to start her striptease. I joined in with their shouts of encouragement.

The next thing I know Andy is beside me. His attention is firmly fixed on the stage, but he leaned over towards and spoke loudly. I couldn't quite make out what he said except for the word 'Fran.' I just shrugged my shoulders and turned back towards the stage.

My interest in our beautiful hostess has gotten me visibly aroused. As I watch our hostess a tall, beautiful woman with long, dark hair moves in beside me. I'm now torn between paying attention to our hostess and my quickly growing interest in the woman beside me.

[princess shawn]

I start off by liberating my breasts from the confines of my tight shirt. The top button is undone, followed by the one below it. My ample bosom spills out in a lacy pink bra, but why stop there? One by one the remaining buttons are released, then I remove my shirt and toss it to the crowd. Oh, I'm sure whoever catches it will love to sniff it.

Next is the skirt. Not too quickly though, I want to dance around close to the edge of the stage first, waving my hips in the faces of those in the front row. The attentive ones catch a split second glimpse of my panties, pink and lacy just like my bra, but only for a brief moment before I coyly hide it beneath my skirt. For now, I drop to the floor of the stage to grant them a good view of my cleavage.

"Do you like what you see?" I ask everyone on the microphone, "Well, if you behave just right, one of you will get lucky tonight." I then lean closer to the edge of the stage, scanning the audience with my widening eyes. "No, I am the princess of this castle and I will say this: it won't just be one guy. Ten, twenty, maybe even ALL of you will get lucky. For now, I'd like a volunteer to join me on this stage."

[ila]

The atmosphere is electric. The guests are going wild; cheering our hostess who has peeled off her shirt. I take one tentative step and then another towards the stage. I can't take my eyes off Princess Shawn. Then I heard her request for someone to join her on the stage. I take another step towards the stage and then halt. I'm suddenly indecisive; should I or shouldn't I. I'm frozen in place. I lick my lips, but still I don't move. I'll need encouragement, either physical or verbal, before I'll move.

[a9127]

Princess Shawn is so sexy and her seductive strip tease is having quite the effect on me. Standing close to the stage I find myself instinctively rubbing my hardon through my leather pants as I try to get a better look. I would love to join her but after all those martinis, I am sure I would be unsteady. My friend ila is visibly excited and I can tell that he wants to get up on stage. So I encourage him…

[princess shawn]

That is certainly a rowdy crowd, but one guy in particular is moving closer at a slow pace. Maybe he is nervous, or just shy. Seems like someone more suitable for what I have in mind than most of the lustful spectators all volunteering at the same time, and so I point at ila. "You there. Come join me on this stage."

While waiting for ila, I pull out something that had been tucked into my skirt before the show. I thrust my breasts forward, hands behind my back as if presenting my body for ila, but then I turn slightly to reveal that the object I just pulled out is a pair of handcuffs and now my hands are cuffed behind me. "Oops, I seem to have 'accidentally' cuffed myself, and I'm not even finished with my striptease. Would you mind removing the rest of my clothes for me? Start with my bra, just untie the little knot there."