This episode was originally posted by Xyzzy in 2010. I will remove if the original author requests its removal.
The constant low level background music stopped and the general lighting dimmed. Sally looked around puzzled before noticing a huge smile on Roberto's face.
"I think maybe we now see my Malena and your Sally."
Before Sally could even ask what Roberto meant, a burst of introduction music drowned out all conversation and the main stage was awash in lights. A deep throbbing beat dominated the music as two women entered on stage, one from the left and one from the right. The woman on the left was an extremely well endowed brunette wearing an outfit that consisted of nothing but strings of white pearls. The pearl bottom shimmied with every step of her matching white stilettos, and the top shook with every matching bounce of her tan tits as she moved toward center stage. Similarly, the equally magnificently endowed blonde on the right, wearing another pearl outfit but in black against her creamy light skin, strutted toward center stage. The two amazing hotties stopped facing each other on center stage, their large breasts twinned to one another. The brunette cupped the back of the blonde's neck with her left hand and reached around with her right to grab the blonde's ass, pulling her in tight. Almost simultaneously, the blonde matched the same movements, cupping the brunette' neck and grabbing her ass. Slowly their lips approached and they kissed briefly before snapping their heads around toward the audience and sultrily licked their lips to the howls of dozens of men, the spotlight framing their faces.
"Oh my god, Mark?" Sally couldn't believe what she was seeing. Fortunately the music and hooting effectively drowned out her blurted faux pas. Once the initial shock of surprise had worn off, Sally found herself grinning so big her cheeks hurt.
"I am impressed. Your Sally is the first woman I have seen in a long time that my Malena does not outshine. But I distract you, we watch and enjoy."
I had no idea I could look so good, Sally thought to herself. That pearl bodice padding is so well done, it makes Mark's boobs look like Double-D's. Sally's brief outfit critique drifted away in her mind as she watched Mark and the other woman prance around on stage in five inch pointy heels, wiggling their asses and bouncing their boobs. It was fascinating! It turned out that it was also uncomfortable because she had to keep adjusting herself. Her penis had acquired a mind of its own and was now rock hard and randomly pulsing uncontrollably.
Frustratedly rubbing and pushing at her erection under the table, Sally continued watching Mark and Malena mirror each other around stage. Both women met face-to-face center stage again only this time they fully embraced and kissed passionately and deeply. When they broke the kiss, both blew slow exaggerated kisses to the audience before turning away with their backs exposed. It took a moment for Sally to twig to the fact that their backs were exposed because their tops were no longer connected. With a quick wiggle, the brunette pulled her white pearl top completely free and tossed it back over her head and into the audience.
Mark was running on a crazy mixture fear and exhilaration. Not to mention insanity, let's not forget insanity. Here he was standing center stage next to a magnificent goddess of a woman who was holding her huge bare breasts in crossed hands because she'd just tossed away her top. Insanity didn't begin to describe it as he responded to Malena's hip nudge and did the same thing. Now he was also topless, which ordinarily would have only been mildly embarrassing if it weren't for the fact that he was also a woman with boobs equally as large that completely overflowed his small hands.
Sally's eyes grew huge and her damned erection became so hard it was warring between lust and pain when the women pivoted back around and dropped their hands. Holy Shit! The top wasn't padded at all, Mark was huge! How could that be possible? What am I thinking? My husband is a woman and I'm surprised his boobs are larger?
Mirroring Malena's guidance, Mark went on another slow prancing trip around his half of the stage. He thought that he'd gotten pretty good walking in the stilettos but that was before he'd tried doing it topless. Every step set his chest to bouncing and swaying. He had to slow way down to keep his boobs from going into a mad oscillation. It was almost like a wedding march down the isle, if a wedding march included a topless Bimbo Bride and all of the Groomsmen hooting "Yeah Baby" with each step. Circling back to center stage, Mark once more was face-to-face with Malena, only now he was also nipple-to-nipple. The yelling and hooting from the men in the audience was now constant. Before Mark could figure out what he should do next to wrap this up, Malena bent forward and suckled his left nipple as she reach her right hand around his butt and slid her left hand between his legs. The crowd was so loud they couldn't possibly have heard the sound of the Velcro fasteners tearing free. The sound level rocketed when Malena stood up straight and tossed his bottoms into the crowd leaving him center stage wearing nothing but a single string of black pearls and matching five inch heels. Oddly flushed with excitement, Mark placed one hand on his nude hip and ostentatiously held his other hand out in a gimme gesture.
Sally laughed in delight as Mark chased Malena around the stage. Both women quick stepping in their impossible heels while their unrestrained tits bounced madly nonstop for two complete circuits before Malena allowed Mark to catch her and tear off her bottoms. Both women now faced one another and slowly rotated about their common center like two wrestlers jockeying for position. I wish wrestling were like that. I'd love to tag team that. The rotation broke into another madcap bouncing booby chase, this time with Mark running from Malena for two more circuits of the stage before she caught him and swatted his butt several times as they exited left.
