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Live Show
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Live Show
by Anon
I was singing in the Kit Kat Klub when he walked in. A thin man, very
dark and sinister, very tall. Les and his Band and I had just finished a
combo, Blue Moon.
"Ellen you were in true form tonight," Les said.
"Yeah, thanks Les," I told him. I turned and a messenger-kid bumped
into me, asked who I was, and gave me a dozen roses. "Says he loved your
singing."
"Thanks, Kid," I replied, and tossed him a half-dollar. He looked at
it, a hot tip for what he did, and ran off, knowin' he could get his parents
some meat tonight..
I had worked up the ladder, waitressing, and other crap jobs until Ed
of the Kit Kat found me singing in his kitchen. He was about to throw me out
for making noise during the show, but when he heard my voice, he pushed Charity
out the door and took me in as the new singer.
Since then, I got lots of offers, but, I didn't want to betray Ed, he's
a buddy.
This tall guy kept staring, so I swayed over in my blue sequins
dress... it was gorgeous, all tight to show my curves, and flowing to the
floor like some waterfall over my body. My long hair was up, and short brown
curls gently fell around my face.
A guy once told me I had the face of a china doll, all white except red
cheeks, small red lips and big hazel eyes. He then said he could break me,
but I showed him. Now, a new guy was putting the moves on me, so I was gonna
play him up like a hand of poker.
"I hear you sent me the flowers," I told him.
"I did." He wasn't like me, no bitter accent of the streets. This gent
was upper crust. He took off his hat. I stared at his gorgeous face, his deep
brown eyes, he looked a lot like Valentino, and Valentino was my favorite star.
"I want to make you an offer," he said, and I flat out said, "no". He
continued.
" I want you tonight. I'll wine you, dine you, and then will buy you
the most expensive diamond bracelet we can find... but you gotta come home with
me tonight." I thought about it. I looked him straight in the eyes," I ain't
no tramp," I told him.
I dunno what did it, but I bent towards him and kissed him, and we left
together.
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He did wine me at Adolfo's Bar, where Charity got a new job, then took
me to this high class hotel and we ate in the room, nah, the suite.
The balcony looked over the city's lights, a beautiful marble balcony,
big enough to dance on, and the receiving room was in a cream velvet. TThe
bedroom had a big canopy bed with curtains, and tall thin doors leading to it.
He brought me champagne on the balcony, and I looked in that face, and
wanted him bad. I began to kiss him all over, and then we began kissing deeply
and passionately. He swept me up and carried me to the bed.
He dropped me on the bed, and took off his jacket and his shirt. I
gasped at his gorgoeus body, and he descended on my throat, kissing it gently.
I moaned softly.
Then he began to undress me, and I turned away, not wanting to show my
antticipation toward him. He turned me back over, and kissed me. I didn't
notice him remove my dress so that all I was wearing was my lucky blue lace
camisole and blue stockings attatched to it. My panties were blue lace, too, I
bought 'em together cause I love blue, and that was the color of the dress I
wore the first time I performed, which is why they're lucky.
I pulled off his tuxedo trousers, and his grey boxers showed a
handsomely sized erection through them. I touched it through the cotton, and
he gasped, closing his eyes. I began to move my long-nailed hands up and down
the shaft through the cotton, and we kept kissing. He put hishands between my
legs and then slid it under my blue lace panties, gently he caressed between my
legs, and I writhed in enjoyment of it. Then I pulled off his shorts and like
a Greek God he lay before me in beautiful aroused splendour. I touched him
gently and slid my hand down to his erect cock, touching it like it was a china
vase, gently, carefully, not to hurt it. He pulled me on top of him and he
began to unclasp my camisole.
He unhooked the hose from the garter straps, and rolled them down my
that-day-waxed , smooth legs. They were firm and tight legs, not thin at all,
not fat like the movie stars, just nice. He kissed up and down my legs, and
Then unclasped my camisole all the way. it fell away, and I blushed slightly
as my breasts were revealed to him. His eyes widened, and he began to suck on
the small pink nipples and caress my breasts with his hands, so gently, so
softly. He pulled off my panties, and my firmly rounded stomach,hips, thighs
and breasts were visible to his hungry eyes. I pulled the pins from my hair,
none letting it fall until the last big pin, which let a cascade of hair sweep
gently over my large rosy breasts.
He then did something I didn't expect. He kissed me gently, and then
he kissed his way down to the divide between my legs, marked by gently curling
dark brown hair. He began to use his tongue on me, and I writhed under his
hold on my thigh and breast. He then moved his tongue into me, and I
half-screamed in delight. Men had done It with me before, but they never had
done this!!! I was feeling giddy, then it turned to an ache, and before I knew
it, I felt like my mind and my body and everything was exploding, and then I
felt like warm ocean waves were sweeping over me. I sighed. He came back up
to my face and smiled gently. I kissed him..
Smiling, I kissed him slowly, and caressed his sweet body. He rolled me
on top of him, and his erection stood like the Washington Monument, tall
majestic and I noticed my passion rising agin as I gently stroked him with my
hand. Then I did something unexpected by both of us; I began slowly caressing
the tip with my tongue. He moaned softly, clutching the comforter on the bed.
A small amount of precum appeared and in my hungry passion I drank it, a nectar
to me, salty-sweet. I wanted more, and I began to lick up and down the shaft,
gently at first, then I plunged him into my mouth, sucking and caressing the
tip with my mouth as I stroked the shaft wet with my saliva. I was incredibly
turned on, and he was writhing, which turned me on even more. I bobbed gently,
and then thrust him into the back of my mouth, as he grasped my shoulders. I
then couldn't stand not having him inside me, this stranger, this God, this
marvel. I slowly moved him out of my mouth, and again the sweet, clear nectar
surfaced to the tip of his waiting cock, and I licked it as a cat would lick
cream. He moaned a little in protest that I had stopped, and before he could
ask me to return him to my warm mouth, I straddled him, and slid down genly
onto his huge erection. We moaned in unison, and he sat up, kissing me
passionately. I began to ride him as a jockey, up and down, and then I began
thrusting my hips forwards and backwards, to have him touch that spot which was
bringing me pleasure beyond belief.
I then felt a strong urge to change what I was doing, so I dismounted
him slowly, then turned around so I was facing his feet, and slid down onto his
erection again. I almost came immediately, but the soft voice of him, telling
me,"oh my God I am going to come.." made me hold off until he was clutching and
panting with me, I was denying myself the orgasm, and when he was on the edge I
let go, the contractions I felt going up and down my body, the waves, the
ocean, warm ocean, sweeping over me and I came down enough to feel the pulsing
of his warm juices into me, which threw me into another explosion, to which I
moaned loudly, audibly, and clutched at his hips, pushing him into me as far as
I could.
I dismounted him, and turned around to lay next to him. His eyes were
closed, and he wassmiling sweetly, almost as an innocent baby, considering what
we had done was not innocent. He moaned my name, so gently, and hearing it
from his lips made it so sweet, like the angels singing just for me.
I stood up and walked to the balcony, I felt like a woman again, not
that I had never felt like I was, but I felt more like a woman, like a Goddess
during Greek times. I looked out onto the city from that huge balcony. It was
cold on my feet, the marble floor was, and I leaned over the edge to look at
the city. Just then I felt his body move up behind me, and before I knew what
was happening, he had entered me again, and I almost lost my balance at the
ecstasy of the feeling and plunged 22 stories onto the ground. He clutched
around my waist, and I audibly moaned at each slow, warm thrust he was
performing. I couldn't keep the passion in, and I screeamed over the edge of
the balcony, at which point he came again, and we both giggled. He said to me,
"No one has ever gotten me to orgasm that quickly, EVER.. maybe I am going to
have to chain you down to keep you from making me come so fast." he then led
me to the divan, set a blanket over it, and tied me to it with four soft pieces
of rope. "Silk," he said," so it won't hurt your arms or ankles." Then he
went over to the ice bucket for the champagne, and brought out several cubes,
as well as the bottle. I was scared, but then he reassured me with a gentle
look, and brought the glasses as well. He placed the bottle and glasses down,
and took the ice he had brought out from one of the glasses, and began to let
it melt on one of my nipples. I couldn't believe the ecstasy I was in, as he
manipulated it aroun my body, leaving wet tracks of water on my body. Then he
took a small piece of ice, and placed it inside me, and then he slid into my
body again, the ice and his beautiful ock brought me to orgasm quickly, and he
smiled and kept thrusting gently. When that piece of ice had melted inside me,
he took another small piece and placed itinside me again, pushing it up to my
special spot with his hard cock again. I orgasmed several times, and finally,
after, I suppose, an hour of his moving in and out and around, he sighed, and
came inside me, which caused another orgasm to ripple over my body. Exhausted,
he untied me, and led me to the bed, where we both slept until dawn.
I woke up alone, and rolled over to the pillow where he had rested his
head. A note lay there. It said," You are a beautiful woman, and all the
arrangements have been taken care of. Move your things here as soon as you are
able, then tonight at seven p.m., come to the Radio City Music Hall. I have
another surprise for you." I got up, and took a long bath in the tub which I
suppose I could now call mine, and was about to dress in the dress I had worn
the night before when I noticed a box from Sak's Fifth Avenue. I was excited,
I had never bought anything from there, and excitedly, I opened the box. It was
a lovely blue silk dress, it had to have cost almost a hundred dollars, and not
even my sequins dress cost fifty! I hurriedly put everything on, took the key
of my new penthouse, and left to move all my things from that rat trap over to
the new gift of a man I didn't even know.
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At seven p.m. I was waiting at the Music Hall in that pretty blue
dress, and watched all the movie stars go in to the premiere. He then came out
of one of the limosines, found me in the crowd, and, as the girls were fainting
to the left and right of me, led me nto the Music Hall, for a premiere of a new
movie. We watched it from the balcony like little kids; I hadn't seen a film
since I had gone out with Zachary, the piano player at the Kit Kat, becasue, I
suppose I never could afford it. The balcony was empty, and as Greta Garbo
kissed her leading man, he and I made love in the seats above all those stars
and famous people, including even mayor Laguardia! As the movie ended, I
straightened his bow tie, and watched the people onstage, Miss Garbo, and all
those wonderful people. Then a spotlight came on us, and I looked at him.
Miss Garbo introduced him as them man who made it all possible, the owner of
the studio. I fainted.
I woke up in the suite to his handsome face, and didn't care where I
was or what time it was. I pulled him towards me, and we began to kiss, as a
party went on outside my bedroom door.
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