The Pagaent Part 6

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The Pagaent Part 6Babbs didn’t think the 30 minutes of social time was up. The men were still rubbing, stroking, and generally groping the women. Some of the women were returning the favor by rubbing the men’s noticeable bulges through their pants. She was quickly learning that it was easier to follow directions than think.She casually made her way up the curved stairway. Without a conscious thought, she swayed her hips from side to side. As she neared the top she glanced over her should to seetwo men standing at the bottom watching her leave. With a slight smile while she was still in their sight she lifted the back of her dress revealing her bare ass. She felt a thrill of a chill curse through her entire body.Quickly she rushed into the room and closed the door. No more than two steps inside she pulled off her dress. Standing in her G-string, heels, and jewelry she looked across the room to the mirrored wall. The image reflected in the glass looked like a stranger. No longer the demure girl next door. Instead there was a woman in heat. A woman pendik escort that found pleasure in displaying her body. A woman that found a thrill in being around rich, powerful, dominating men. She found herself reaching into the front of her G-string. Her pussy was slick with her own juices. As she started to rub her extended clit, there was a knock at door. “Babbs, this is Esther, are you in there?” was the voice from the hallway. Cracking the door open the smallest amount, Babbs saw the familiar face. She opened the door just enough to let her in. She had not wanted anyone to see her in her present condition. Old habits were never died that quickly.”We have to hurry and get you ready for the next competition.” Esther said impatiently.”We only have a short period of time and you need to get freshened up and dressed. Come quickly into the bathroom and allow me to help you.”A quick shower was like the start of a new like. Revitalized, Esther worked her magic onBabbs. A quick touchup of makeup and hair was done in a flash. Babbs saw her clothes escort pendik laid out on the bed. The bathing suite was a gold sling that left little to the imagination. Barely enough fabric to cover anything. The shoes were 6″ heels that looked like they had been borrowed from the local stripper. Matching necklace and bracelets completed the outfit.”Your absolutely beautiful. Let me check you one last time” offered Esther. “You remind me of myself at my first outing. Being overcome by feelings I never knew I had.” Reaching into her bag, she retrieved a small vial. “Put a small amount of this on your nipples. It will make them firm and hard. It drives the men crazy to see you like that.”Two days ago, Babbs would have not worn a bathing suite like that in her own home. Tonight she couldn’t wait to descend the stairs to the adulation of the assembled men.Unlike the evening dress competition, the women at the top of the stairs were chatting with each other. They were animated as they adjusted their suits. Though each was a different color and style, pendik escort bayan all the suits had a few things in common. None of them had an abundance of fabric. Every woman looked from the back to be completely nude. From the front they were designed to make men weep. Each contestant wore heels in the 6 to 7 inch range. Right off the bat. The first name called was Babbs. Down the stairs to a thunder of applause. Reaching the small stage she again struck her pageant poses. This time it was different in that as she posed she kept her legs apart. She noticed that the walk down the stairs had tightened her suit on her pussy forming the noticeable shape of a camel toe. She was on fire in the way she looked and the way she felt. As the next name was called, she saw Mr. Darrien approach the stage. He offered his hand to assist her down. “Here, come and sit with me for the rest of the contest” he invited. “You can check out your competition.”Babbs followed his lead to an overstuffed sofa to the side of the room. Mr.Darrien sat next to the arm and patted the seat next to him signaling her to sit. Here she sat almost nude in a room full of people next to a fully dressed man. Not at all feeling embarrassed, she felt a sense of pride in her new position.To be continued

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