Wendy's Dance

Wendy becomes a Dancer in Reno. NV 

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                          Wendy’s Dance

Wendy had taken up dancing for a living. She was laid off from her 
job and fell upon hard times and went to Indiana to be with Ryan.  
Wendy left Ryan in Indiana after an argument had that neither of 
them wanted.  Because neither of them would be the first to take 
steps toward reconciliation Wendy left in a “huff” in the Corvette 
that Ryan had bought her for her birthday. It was an old Corvette 
and so luck and money ran out and the car broke down in Reno, NV. 
Wendy had almost made it to Sacramento but became stranded in Reno. 
San Francisco and then home was her ultimate destination. Wendy was 
too proud to attempt to contact Ryan and had just started to make 
it on her own. 

Luckily, she was still young and beautiful enough to land a job 
dancing at a small strip bar in the “entertainment district”. At 
her first audition she had been hired and it was strange that she 
had run out of money in Reno. She had some hard times but now the 
car was in the shop and she was on her way to being established as 
an entertainer. She had stolen her ‘moves’ from the movies. 
Striptease, Showgirls and her favorite Flash Dance had provided her 
with more than enough moves to make it, plus an innate gracefulness 
that could only be described as inborn. It had been almost 8 months 
since she left Ryan in the Indiana winter to start toward home in 
California and she had made it to Reno. She wondered if Ryan was 
missing her as desperately as she was missing him.

After a period of time performing as a stripper, Wendy was teamed 
with a male dance choreographer to do an erotic dance that had 
became underground “hot” entertainment news in Reno. It seems that 
the guy that she was dancing with had brought out in Wendy the 
dormant fantasy of oral sex. Even though the number was performed 
in private on an invitation only basis, it was still hard to keep 
the local authorities from busting the place for indecency. Bill, a 
balding, lithe gentleman in his mid-forties, was not a stranger to 
professional dancing. The dance that they had devised together 
centered around; you guessed it, Wendy’s repressed urges to relieve 
a man of his genitalia orally. 

When Wendy had first suggested it as a joke, she was surprised that 
Bill had not laughed it off but had seriously made the proposal 
that they consider doing it for the underground crowd that Wendy 
barely knew existed. The first night the carefully staged and 
choreographed routine had left them both nude, sweaty and 
tremendously horny. After the third performance of the night they 
went to Bill’s place and fucked like rabbits until exhausted at 
7:30 in the morning, fell asleep simultaneously during their fourth 
round of sex, with Bill spooned up against Wendy’s back and her 
hand wrapped tightly around his scrotum.

The routine barely lasted twenty minutes, with Wendy entering the 
stage naked and Bill completely dressed. The dance, a cross between 
eroticism, lap dancing and ballet, simulated a seduction of a 
businessman by Wendy and culminated with him naked also. The final 
part before the end consisted of Wendy on her knees performing oral 
sex and the lights dimming while a white illuminated curtain came 
down casting their nude silhouettes enlarged and projected to the 
audience. At the moment of simulated orgasm, Wendy appears to bite 
off his penis! 

It was difficult for Wendy to perform this dance three times a 
night without climaxing at least once. Her exhibitionistic 
tendencies and fantasy of orally emasculating a man always got the 
best of her and she would orgasm without anyone touching her. Her 
vaginal juices necessitated her toweling off her inner thighs and 
everyone who worked back stage could see how turned on the act made 
her. Eventually, Wendy came to loathe the performances but she knew 
that they were making her living and making it better than any 
other job that she had. She longed to bite off Bill's Penis for 
real. She especially felt exposed not only by her own nudity, but 
by her body betraying her lust as she would always orgasm during at 
least one performance and sometimes even two. It was obvious to 
everyone that she had been coming and the lecherous men that 
watched her were old enough to be her father and even grandfather. 
She finally noticed that few young men were going to the strip club 
where she worked or the private underground performances with Bill.

Wendy had established contact with a former co-worker, Jane.  They 
talked long distance. Jane desperately tried to convince Wendy that 
she was pursuing a dead end road. After Wendy had gotten over 
the “I told you so” about leaving her job and travelling to be with 
Ryan, they were fast becoming close again. Wendy had finally 
confessed to Jane what she was doing. Jane had finally learned to 
let Wendy make her own mistakes. Sometimes all you can be is 
someone’s friend. You can’t protect them as much as you would like 
to.

One night after she could bear it no more Jane revealed that the 
office manager where she had worked had seen her performing 
the “underground” act on the Internet. Wendy, stunned, had taken 
the next night off at the club to evaluate the situation and to 
attempt to get her anger under control. She realized that each 
performance was being put on the Internet live. A friend, Aethean, 
had stopped by when he noticed her absence from the club. When they 
talked Wendy was angry about the Internet thing, mostly about not 
getting money out of it. Still, Wendy was turned on by the whole 
affair. She plotted her revenge. Maybe Bill should get it for real 
tonight.

After Aethean left Wendy had decided to start packing and to run. 
The Corvette had been repaired and she had enough money to take her 
anywhere she wanted to go. Hastily packing her things she found a 
picture of her and Ryan. She wondered if she shouldn’t have tried 
to contact him. She tried the old Indiana phone number but it had 
been disconnected. Tears had came to her eyes after she realized 
that she might never see him again. All packed she had a plan in 
mind to make Bill regret putting their performance on the Internet. 
One way or the other it would be their last performance together. 
Maybe it would be Bill’s last performance as a man. Could Wendy 
live out her fantasy “live” on the Internet? Reno wouldn’t be the 
same without her. 

As Wendy drove to the club for the last time she realized that she 
would have to flee the club naked in the confusion caused after she 
bit Bill's penis off. She snickered to herself that it served him 
right. When she pulled up in the parking lot she spotted a familiar 
site. A black Explorer! She was beside herself with anticipation. 
It couldn’t be, she thought to herself. She pulled up behind it, 
blocking it in the parking place in the back of the club. Ryan 
jumped out and she flew into his arms, her feet seeming not to 
touch the ground. He hugged her and lifted her off the ground 
swinging her around. Their opened mouths clamped down on each 
other, tongues intertwining in a seek and search mission. No words 
were exchanged between them, their eyes communicating by becoming 
watery.

Finally, Ryan said, “Wendy, please go away with me.” 
“Ryan, there’s something in here that I must attend to first.”
“Wendy, the gang is dangerous. Let me get a trailer to put you car 
in. I think that I know what you’re going to do tonight.”
“Ryan, rent a car and pick me up.”
“Darling, I never want to lose you again. Please be careful.”
“Don’t worry, you won’t lose me if you are here at 12:30 A.M. when 
I come running out that back door.”
“Deal! Now give me you keys so I can get the ‘vette in the trailer.”
“Here, take this too.” It was Bill’s credit card.

Ryan hopped in her car and roared off as Wendy went into the club 
for the night’s performances. The performances went like clockwork. 
Wendy danced the night away. The highlight of the evening was a 
young man inserting a rolled-up Franklin in Wendy’s shaved vagina 
with his teeth under the watchful eyes of the bouncers. Meanwhile, 
outside, Ryan had returned and taken his Explorer and purchased an 
enclosed trailer, hitched it up and then put Wendy’s ‘vette in the 
back. After this he rented a car with Bill’s credit card that Wendy 
had slipped to him.

The car was now parked outside and running with Ryan in it. The 
last performance of the night was ready to be put live on the 
Internet. Wendy, naked, started the routine, slowly stripping Bill, 
getting him hard and then proceeding to suck is penis. Bill, I the 
throes of passion, didn’t suspect a thing. Wendy performed with an 
enthusiasm that she hadn’t shown in a long time, fluttering her 
tongue over the sensitive head and driving Bill wild. Finally, as 
the curtain came down creating the familiar silhouettes. Bill 
started to come. Wendy bit as hard as she could, severing his penis 
between the first and second squirt. At the same time she started 
to come, her juices running down her legs. They fell, pulling the 
curtain down and landing in a pile. Bill reached down to feel his 
cock and Wendy jumped and ran for the stairs and the back door into 
Ryan’s arms to escape. 

By the time anyone inside had figured out what had happened, Wendy 
was emerging into the warm Reno night, the city lights illuminating 
shadows on her fine figure. She jumped into the car with Ryan. Ryan 
was surprised by her nudity. He felt himself becoming aroused as he 
gunned the car out of the lot and into the light Reno traffic. 
Driving down the road he glanced at Wendy as she pulled Bill’s 
severed penis out of her mouth. Looking at Ryan, she grinned. Ryan, 
swallowing hard was speechless. There sat Wendy in her glorious 
nudity holding a man’s severed penis in her hand. She leaned across 
the console and nonchalantly threw Bill’s severed organ on the 
floor of the car. She put her head in Ryan’s lap as he slowed down 
in the traffic. Ryan, not knowing if the same fate would befall his 
penis, had a raging erection by now that Wendy was starting to free 
from his pants. Wendy’s mouth no sooner touched Ryan than he 
started spurting stream after stream of cum on Wendy’s hair and 
face. She laid her head in his lap and fell fast asleep in three 
minutes, his penis still in her lips. Ryan never lost his erection.

Soon he pulled over by the Explorer that was parked with the 
trailer on a ramp in the mountains designed to slow down run-away 
trucks. It was pitch black with only the twinkling stars and the 
chill of the mountain air falling on them. Wendy woke up as he 
stopped. Climbing out of the car still nude, she started walking to 
the Explorer and the trailer, her nipples erect on her firm 
breasts, rings bouncing with each step. Ryan, unlocked it by remote 
control. As Ryan fumbled to fasten his pants over his erection 
Wendy climbed in the Explorer.  Ryan got in and as they started 
away Ryan stopped and rolled the window down. Wendy sat up, her 
nude body shivering. He pulled a radio out and aimed it out the 
window. The rented car exploded in flames. Wendy cuddled up against 
Ryan again, soon becoming warm from the heat of the Explorer’s 
heater.    
       
Ryan, not sure if Bill’s fate would be his, and at this point not 
caring drove away with Wendy’s bare breasts rubbing the front of 
his shirt. He noticed that her nipples had been pierced in the 
light from the dash. This made his erection start to throb. Ryan 
thought to himself, what’s a little pain. Every sexual encounter 
with Wendy was wonderful enough to his last. One encounter with 
Wendy was enough to change his life. He couldn’t bear to be without 
her ever again. Whatever he had would be her’s for the asking. He 
hoped she didn’t want to bite his penis off, he wondered if she 
would ask him if she did.

They would drive all night to get to Ryan’s cabin north of 
Sacramento. Ryan got out and unlocked the cabin door and turned on 
the lights. He returned to the Explorer and picked Wendy up and 
carried her into the cabin and gently put her to bed. After locking 
up he stripped and climbed into bed with her and she rolled over on 
her side. He inserted himself into her wet vagina gently and too 
tired to thrust, put his arm around her thin waist reached up and 
cupped her breast with his hand. They both fell asleep in that 
position in a dreamless, exhausted sleep.