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Bobbi
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
audience? That was something that I would have to find out! The pounding beat of the drums, and the wail of the brass once again filled the room. My shoulders and hips moved with the flow of sound almost involuntarily. I reached behind me, and unhooked my bra. I did not let it fall to the floor, but held it in front of me as I slid the straps off my shoulders, and took my arms out. I danced that way for a moment flashing little peeks at my nipples to the audience, and then I tossed it aside. My hands went right to the elastic waistband of my panties, for the song was almost done. How I got them off without dislodging my now hard penis from its tuck back between my legs in my crotch I shall never know, but as the music ended, I stood nude, except for the shoes and jewelry I still wore, before the "G.G.Girls". I posed in the nude for a moment after the music stopped to catch my breath, and let the girls have a good look at me, but Carmen called out, "You're no finish yet! There's another song!" I had come this far, so there was no turning back now. The strains of the music came up once again, and I was dancing in the nude for their pleasure. This time my penis did not cooperate very well, and popped free of its tuck to wave about in front of me. My audience loved it! There were cheers and applause. They thought that it was the climax of my act, and reacted with enthusiasm. In a couple of minutes the tape ended, and I stood naked and panting while they applauded ... wildly. While the "G.G.Girls" applauded, Tina rose, and walked over to me. She put her hands on my shoulders, and kissed me on the cheek saying, "Welcome to the 'G.G.Girls', Bobbi." She did not have to say more. I had made it through the initiation, and was now one of them. It was an association well worth having, and I have maintained some of the friendships to this very day. Most drag queens do not occupy very high rungs on the social structure ladder of our society. Most of these girls were different, and they were all worth knowing for some reason or other. Tina turned to the group with her arm around my shoulders, and said, "Well, what do you all think, ladies? Is she good enough to be one of us?" Another round of applause rippled through the room, and they all stood to finish it as a standing ovation. The "G.G.Girls" then all crowded around me to give hugs and kisses of welcome. My penis was still hard, and I had not gotten to tucking it back between my legs yet. A couple of the girls joked about that. Suddenly I felt someone in the crowd touch my penis, and caress it lightly with their fingers. I traced the arm that those fingers were attached to, and saw Patty smiling at me. Not being sure of what else to do when someone fondles my penis, I smiled back at her. She responded with a flash of her eyes, and by running just the tip of her tongue over her lips as if to lick them in anticipation. None of the others saw this, and she finished ...