Hex Kittens

Then it all changed in an instant. A blast of sound crashed out across the crowd as the three instruments took up a fast, pounding rhythm, the crowd's roar of approval nearly shook the building, and the shroud over the stage simply vanished.

Ohmyfuckingogdthisisreallyhappening!

It ain't nothin' but a daydream,

Rising deep from your core.

You don't wanna woo or tease me,

You just want me for your whore!

As Danni threw the lyrics in the face of the crowd, the noise they gave back hit me like a wall. Something inside me seemed to resonate with the sound, a vibration that filled me almost to bursting, and I didn't even realise I was doing it when I grabbed the mic, pushing the horniness the girls had stoked up inside me out through my aura, and hit the cue right on the beat.

You can fantasise anything you want,

But you'd better believe I'll make you pay.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Danni flash a grin at me, and the approval shining out of her was like ray of sunshine as she carried right on with the song, fingers flying over the strings of her guitar as she add the melody that tied the music together.

By the time we reached the end of the first number, a sheen of sweat coated my skin, and not just because of the heat of the stage lighting. Only five minutes into the show, and I already felt like I'd run a mile, but at least there was a chance to catch my breath... at least until Danni decided to put me right on the spot.

Letting her guitar hand from its strap, the elf pulled her microphone from its stand and walked up to the very front of the stage, every movement part of a confident swagger that almost dared anyone to look away.

"Nice of you to drop by," she called out, grinning as the crowd cheered back. "I thought I'd take a moment to clear something up for your addled little brains."

There were a few laughs from the audience at her casually insulting tone, but mostly they simply waited to hear what she had to say.

"You might have noticed the lineup's a little different tonight. Well, that's because our lovely Haze decided to pick a fight with a mountain." She paused for a moment, rolling her eyes as she started moving across the stage. "She's gonna be fine, but in the meantime, we've got another treat for you."

That was about all the warning I had before she took my hand, lifting it high over my head.

"Say hello to Candy, everybody!"

The first blast of noise had hit me hard, but this one was aimed right at me, and I nearly staggered under the impact. At the same time, though, I felt myself swelling under the torrent of approval, and I lifted my free hand in a wave.

"Anything you'd like to say to the boys and girls, Candy?"

Not that came to mind, so I said the first think that popped into my head.

"Sing along, I could use the help remembering the words?"

Having eight thousand people laughing and cheering did a lot to wear down the nerves I still felt. In fact, it seemed to buoy me up, leaving me feeling lighter than I had all day.

Danni, for her part, simply shook her head, letting my hand go so she could rest hers on my butt - and then give it a more than affectionate squeeze. Being so blatantly fondled sent a shivering thrill though me, slipping across the bridge of my magic, through the amps, and washed out over the crowd. A whole bunch of whoops sounded out, and I could actually make out a few faces in the front row flushing as the bubble of arousal had its effect on them.

"That's not a bad idea, actually," Danni mused, her voice carrying out over the crowd as Trish and Merilla started playing again. "How does this one go again? We're gonna... We're gonna..."

Almost with one voice, the line roared back at us.

"WE'RE GONNA FUCK YOU DRY!"

"Yeah," Danni purred, smiling evilly as she set her mic back on its stand and laid her hands on her guitar once more. "We really fucking are."

--=[::]=--

It never occurred to me to keep track of where we were in the set. For a start, I was busy making sure I got the damned words right as I backed Danni's vocals, but I was also just too in the zone. I don't know when it happened, but I stopped worrying about what could go wrong and dove into having fun with it going right.

And it certainly did.

Eventually, though, we were coming to the last song of the first set, and the butterflies re-invaded my stomach. Up to now, my role had to basically sing, look good, and make sure that the air of sexiness that the amps were channelling from me carried right on flowing.

For this number, though...

I was going to need my mic in my hand for this one, at least to start with, so I took it off of the stand in front of me. Whilst I was doing that, Trish settled into a slow, almost sensual beat with the drums, whilst Merilla swung her bass around her back, accepting Danni's guitar when the elf handed it to her.

That done, Merilla joined in with Trish, providing a soft backing of sound as one of the stage crew brought out a stool for Danni, who gave him a peck on the cheek, and a quick grope of the butt, before perching herself on it.

The crowd, knowing as well as anyone what was coming, fell as silent as they were ever going to get, and the melody of the music changed into something more ethereal, Trish's drums falling silent and letting Merilla carry the whole thing.

Well, not entirely all of it, since Danni joined right on cue, her head bowed as she lifted her own mic and sang with only just enough volume to be heard over the guitar.

Lend mel,

Cin tul- na nin.

Sweet love,

You come to me.

From across the stage, feeling the longing ache in Danni's voice shiver through me, I joined in with my own part.

Lissi mel,

A úlaire -o a ól-.

Sweet love,

A ghost of a dream.

Her head came up, gazing out over the crowd as she delivered the next lines, and I started drifting closer to her, following her words with my own. Between us, we wove our voices with Merilla's playing to produce our own version of an old elven love song.

Actually, for most of it, it wasn't really any different from the traditional version. It wasn't until I moved in front of her, lowering myself to my knees as I looked up into Danni's eyes, that things took a turn for the less... typical.

Her own eyes locked on mine, Danni ran her hand gently over my head, stroking my hair as she moved into the next part of the song.

Cín galad shines bo nin,

Cín mel like lach-.

Your light shines on me,

Your love like flame.

Setting my mic to one side, I laid my hands on Danni's pale legs, slowly running them up her thighs as she slowly, ever so slowly, moved them apart.

Ennas na- a naur min nin,

A naur cin orth- bui everui chwest.

There is a fire inside me,

A fire you raise by every breath.

Leaning forward, I lowered my head, forcing myself to ignore the fact that several thousand people were watching my every movement, and laid a light, feathery kiss on the inside of Danni's thigh. As she sang on, her fingers caressing my hair lightly, almost lovingly, I worked my way upwards.

It got easier with every passing moment to get lost in the moment, the feel of her silky skin under my hands and mouth very nearly addictive, the scent of the arousal emanating from her, stoked by my touch, filling my nostrils as I drew ever closer to laying that most intimate of kisses upon her.

Nin mel,

Nin lór,

Nin cuil,

Nin emel.

Looking up at her from between her legs, close enough for my breath to wash over her skin, I pushed the clinging black of her skirt upwards, baring the scanty-as-hell panties she wore underneath.

My love,

My dream,

My life,

My heart.

I hooked my fingers around that scrap of black silk, drawing it down her legs, then, once the panties were sufficiently out of the way, leaned forward to place a single, almost chaste, kiss on the bare skin of her mound.

Her voice hitched just a little ad my breath touched her bare cleft, and her fingers tightened in my hair, drawing me closer.

The song was done, nothing more needing to be sung, but the show wasn't quite finished yet. As Danni's voice faded into silence, the sound of the crowd rose to take its place, making it utterly impossible to pretend that they weren't there.

Knowing that every eye in the arena was on me, and finding myself less concerned with the attention and more loving it, I probed at Danni's folds with the tip of my tongue, tasting the sweet nectar of her arousal, then licked my way up the length of her slit. Reaching the hard bud of her clit, I gave it just the lightest of nibbles, and nearly laughed at the way Danni trembled at my touch.

Whilst my mouth was busy, my hands didn't stay idle. Careful not to get in the way of what I was doing to her, I slid Danni's underwear off of her completely, then rose gracefully to my feet, the tiny piece of fabric fluttering in my hand.

Taking hold of Danni's chin, I tilted her head back and leaned in to kiss her, the taste of her mouth mingling with the flavour of her cunt as our tongues met, dancing in the promise of passion.

A promise that was not, however, going to be even remotely fulfilled.

The notes Merilla was drawing from the guitar grew faster, harder, until they reached the climax that was my cue to break the kiss, standing straight and tall as I turned my back on where Danni was parched on the stool, and flung her underwear into the crowd.

The barest instant after the material left my hand, the lights on the stage crashed into darkness, the masking shroud swelling back into place, and I just about remembered to cut my connection to the amps before I felt myself grabbed from behind.

Blind in the darkness, I could only guess what was going on as I felt myself spun around, but the mouth that met mine gave me something concrete to focus in - especially since it tasted to familiar.

"Nice work," Danni murmured, barely pulling back enough to speak. "And I am going to go take a very cold shower.

"You're welcome?"

Lights came up on the stage again, just enough see by, and I felt myself grinning goofily as the other two women handed their stuff over to the stage crew and gave me beaming smiles.

Half way done...

--=[::]=--

When the four of us walked back into the dressing room, me a little twitchy and kind of wishing that either I'd not done what I had to Danni or she'd returned the favour, Hazel was sat on the couch, a huge smile plastered on her face and a bunch of plastic water bottles on the table in front of her.

"You're fired," Danni told her in passing, breezing past on the way to her room. Hazel blinked in surprise, turning to speak as the elf went past, but lost her chance when the door closed behind her.

"Relax," Trish chuckled, dropping into an armchair and grabbing a bottle.

"She's either going to drown in the shower or finger herself silly, then take a shower."

Merilla took the chair, also helping herself to a bottle that she half emptied in one go.

"Or both," Trish acknowledged, tipping her drink in salute, and I looked between them, trying to work out just what the hell was going on.

"Yeah, that makes it all make so much more sense..."

Hazel eyed the pair of them as she held out a bottle to me and nodded to the couch. Taking it with a murmur of thanks, I realised just how thirsty I was, and wasted no time at all in slugging a big gulp.

"You were watching, I take it?" Merilla asked, then waved her bottle when Hazel nodded. "Then you might have noticed that fact that in that last number, Danni nearly lost the line."

Hazel pursed her lips in thought, apparently considering what had been said, then turned a sly grin my way. "Nice."

Whilst what I'd done on stage hadn't really bothered me, at least whilst doing it, the glint in Hazel's eye had me blushing. A reaction that, naturally, had the other three laughing. It wasn't mocking, though. More like they were inviting me to see the funny side, and I did. I was just trying to get my head around how I felt about what had happened so far.

As I thought about it, I figured that I'd known what I was signing up for, and there was no reason not to enjoy it. Especially since Danni had tasted so good... and having so many eyes on me as I'd licked her had only added to the thrill of it.

"Yeah... it was."

As the other two women finished their water and headed into their rooms to freshen up, I wasn't sure if I should do the same or not. Probably, since I was sweaty and, not that I was off the stage, not feeling all that sexy as a result. When I made a move to stand, though, Hazel laid a hand on my knee.

"Candy. You ready for the next half?"

"Sure?" I replied, not sure why she'd ask.

"Seriously, girl. Are you sure? You know what the showstopper is, and this is your first night. Nobody's gonna think less of you if you don't feel up to it."

Oh. Right. That.

Actually, I was kind of looking forward to it... and didn't feel all that much like exploring what that said about me. "What, the whole show gets re-written because I get cold feet?"

"Exactly that, yeah. We talked about it before the auditions even got underway. This whole deal works because everyone's all the way into it. All the way."

Nodding slowly, I took what she'd said on board, turned it over in my head a few times, then made my decision. Putting my hands either side of Hazel's face, I leaned in and kissed her. Not hard, and not as hot and heavy as I'd kissed Danni on stage, but it was certainly not a 'between friends' thing.

Hazel responded after only a heartbeat, then pulled away, licking her lips with a faint smile. "You taste of elf cunt."

"Well, you missed out, so I thought I'd share."

"Rub in the fact you got it, you mean?"

Shaking my head with a laugh, I got to my feet and started off to go freshen up. "Well, how about I let you clean me up later?"

I wasn't sure where that had come from, but it got a laugh from Hazel, as well as a knowing smirk. "I'll take you up on that, I think... and on that note, I'll make sure they're good and ready for you."

"Appreciate it."

And I did. After all, the easier she made it for me, the more fun I could have, and the better the show would be.

--=[::]=--

As the second set progressed, I was finding it harder and harder to concentrate on keep things on track. Every time I moved, I couldn't help but feel the leather of my top rubbing against the tight peaks of my breasts, and the tingling between my legs was getting very, very distracting.

Forcing myself to ignore it, and the fact that the insides of my thighs were slick under my skirt, in favour of singing.

It wasn't easy. Knowing what was coming was lurking in the back of my mind, and I was more than half tempted to take back what I'd said to Hazel during the intermission. Then I realised that we were coming to the end of the last actual song of the show, and that it was waaaaaaaaay too late now.

Or maybe not, since all three of the others found a chance to catch my eye as the last number came to a close, each of them looking a silent question - the same question.

Somehow, that fact that they were clearly ready and willing to scrap the whole notion, and deal with the hassle that would no doubt result, simply on my word, steadied me. The simple offer of an out left me feeling that I didn't need it, and Danni, the last to look my way, got a quick nod that carried more confidence than I realised I felt.

She grinned back at me, then turned back to the crowd, blasting the last line of the song right in their faces.

"Drive hard, drive fast, and together we'll break the night!"

The roaring cheer was like a tidal wave, and we waited what felt like forever for it to die down before. When it finally did, though, Danni wrapped an arm around my shoulders and steered me front and centre. Holding her mic down by her side, she leaned in to whisper in my ear, and the feel of her breath on my skin made me shiver.

"Last chance, Candy. I mean it, if you're not sure..."

Turning my head, I gave her my answer by catching her mouth with my own, and from their reaction, the audience loved it. Though not as much, I suspected, as what was coming.

"You asked for it..." she purred against my lips, then stepped back and forced the horde. "You already know that none of you fucks have won the big prize tonight, don't you? Well, at least you'll get to drool over what you could have won... and watch the ones that did in envy."

Another huge roar greeted her words, and I threw my head back, lifting my arms as I let it wash over me, filling me up making my whole body seem to fizz with anticipation. Behind me, I knew Merilla and Danni had moved to the side of the stage, and in a few moments, they'd be leading out the winners of the prize draw that had happened during intermission.

A draw that might have cost its winners half of the show, but I doubted they'd mind that much given what they had in store for them. And for me, too, for that matter.

Drawing in a deep, lung-filling inhale, I closed my eyes, my fingers finding the laces of my top. It was the work of a moment to pull them free, and when I shrugged it off, the whole arena seemed to catch its breath. Personally, I didn't think my tits were worthy of that much awe, but I'd take it.

Especially since that sense of anticipation from the crowd only grew when my hands dropped to my hips, pulling free the fastenings of my leather skirt. As it slipped down my legs, I kicked it free - quite deliberately sending it arcing into the crowd.

I knew now that this was what all those nerves had been about. Not the rest of what had happened, but this moment, and those about to come. As I stood there, though, arms wide and soaking in the cheering adoration of the crowd, the fact that several thousand people were seeing my naked but for a pair of heels, I didn't care.

No, I fucking loved it.

And we hadn't gotten to the main event yet.

Instinct, or maybe just my attunement with the auras of those around me, had me lowering my arms to catch a male hand on either side of me. Tugging one of them close, I turned my head and caught his mouth the same way I had Danni's, and the kiss was open-mouthed and hungry in an instant. After a minute, I switched sides, and the other man got to kiss me as well, whilst I pulled the first's hand to my breast.

Feeling him pawing me, clumsily, but with an odd sort of care, pushed me into wanting more, and the second man quickly found his hand being pressed between my legs.

Air surged out of me in a groan as I felt his fingers pressing against the wetness of my slit, rubbing over my clit as her pushed one of them inside me. Me knees nearly buckled as he added a second, and I dragged the first guy's mouth to my chest, silently urging him to get to work with his mouth.

Behind me, the other girls had started playing again, a low, insistent beat that seemed to thunder in my blood, and as the audience cheered, I took a moment to actually look at the pair of men I was letting have their way with me.

One was dark-skinned, well built and really quite handsome. The other, a more average-looking white guy , but still cute in his way - and both were as naked as I was. That fact made me even less likely to care about my own exhibitionism, and when I glanced downward, getting a good look at a pair of hard and ready cocks, I sent silent thanks to Hazel for no doubt getting them good and ready enough to avoid any... shrinkage when they came on stage.

"Ignore them, boys," I muttered to them, just audible over the music and the crowd, and the ebony hunk swallowed visible before nodding, his fingering of my cunt steadying into a more steady rhythm. His colleague, on the other hand, was busy running his hands all over me, suckling on my tits and obviously enjoying the experience.