Now the stockings fell away from her legs, floating like ribbons to the floor. She leapt high into the lights, spreading her legs into a ballet-leap that sent the tattered ribbons of the stockings flowing like banners from her feet. She felt like the winged Mercury, soaring weightlessly through space.
When the gorgeous dancer landed again on the plush red cushions of the dais, she bent to pull one stocking free of her lovely foot. She turned toward the monkey cage, allowing her graceful motions to become more strident. Now she was the image of the siren; the determined destructive seductress.
Her hand brought the stocking out before her face at arm's length – she kissed it and then let her arm fall in a stiff arc to her crotch. She shoved the stocking under her skirt and rubbed it into her cunt; forcing the nylon down into her panties until it showed only as a visible bulge between her legs, under the skirt.
Then Lenny turned again to face the audience. She had the mysterious smile on her face that was always there when she abandoned herself to the sexual dance. It was like some exotic and lovely bird, prancing through a mating ritual. The energy of her performance was directed unmistakably to a consummation in sexual activity.
With a scream of delight and triumph, Lenny reached suddenly under the pleat of her skirt and pulled the stocking out into the open. She waved it around in the air and kissed it repeatedly.
Lenny now moved to the very edge of the dias and peered meaningfully out at the dark forms that were Boss Carl and his two associates. She grinned coarsely and kissed the stocking once again.
"Lucky…" she began in a sing-song whisper, "… lucky, lucky, lucky stocking…" her voice rose, "Stocking! I love you for the place you have been! I love you for the lips that you have brought my kiss…" then lower, "lovely, lucky stockings… smell of my desire… smell of my desire…"
Lenny whirled and moved to the monkey cage. She opened it and stood for a moment with the stocking in her hand. She ran it quickly down between her legs again, rubbing it against her crotch vigorously. Then, she handed the stocking remnant into the monkey cage. A monkey stared at it for a second, then took it and sniffed it eagerly. The little animal smelled desire in the sheer folds of nylon. He began to screech and squeal. He bounced around excitedly, holding the stocking up for his fellows to see.
They all agitated and yelped, passing the scented nylon from one tiny hand to the other.
Meanwhile, Lenny had removed still the other stocking and rubbed it generously into the flowing juices of her hot cunt. She kissed this stocking in the same manner and handed it to the monkeys.
They were transported by monkey-passion. They leapt from their cage and swarmed excitedly around the strange woman who tempted them so.
The voluptuous blonde dancer reached down and picked up one of the monkeys, picked him up as a woman might hold a baby to her breast for nursing. The lively little creature prodded and probed with his tiny hands at her blouse, searching for her breasts.
Another of the monkeys leapt high in the air, perching for a moment on Lenny's left hand, which extended out from under the nursing monkey's bottom. With a screech of joy, the second monkey hooked his tail around her wrist and swung nimbly down. He suspended himself from her arm at the level of her crotch. Eagerly, the little fellow clawed at the skirt in a vain attempt to reach under it and get at the source of the delicious sex-scent.
The music was reaching a kind of a crescendo now. Lenny laughed aloud and pulled at the front of her skirt with the hand from which the second monkey hung – as she brought her hand up with the edge of the mini-skirt gripped tightly between her slender fingers, the little animal managed to get his hand underneath the clothes and begin to probe and pull at the elastic waistband of the panties.
Light laughter rose in the darkened audience – for, each time the monkey managed to pull the waistband away from her body, it snapped back into place with a definite "thwap"! The poor primate was completely frustrated in his ambitions, and he began to cry in a high, eunuchoid voice.
Smiling benevolently, Lenny reached kindly down and pulled the waistband open with her other hand, holding the nursing monkey to her bosom with her elbows.
The crotch-hungry rhesus finally managed to get his head in under the elastic waistband, where he chewed and lapped at the abundant woman-juices.
The two other monkeys were beginning to feel left out. They had tired of playing with the stockings and now turned to each other for fulfillment. In an amazing show of cooperation, the two little lemurs pulled energetically at each other's tiny penises. The infinitesimal organs grew stiff and hard, like stout red nipples.
The same reaction could be seen on the part of the rhesus' member. It poked out between his legs where he hung, growing to a full length of perhaps an inch and a half. He sang for monkey-joy as he nibbled at Lenny's cunt. Then, quite suddenly, he came in a chorus of screeches and cries. He locked both of his arms around her leg and held on in a tight enraptured embrace, spilling a tiny trickle of come down over her lovely knee.
Lenny saw the little animal climax and lowered him gently to the ground, where he sat heavily on his bottom and tried to catch his breath.
Lenny now turned her attention to the monkey, also a rhesus, cradled in her arms. He had managed to get into her blouse by unbuttoning a couple of buttons with his tiny hand, now he was kissing and nibbling at the breasts with great enthusiasm. She took him to the edge of the dais and set him down on his back, placating him by stroking his belly gently.
With an elaborate and gracefully smooth gesture, Lenny reached down under her skirt and snuggled her fingers up into her gaping, wet cuntmouth. She played with her fingers there for a while, simultaneously rubbing the little creature's tummy with her free hand.
Then, she pulled her hand from her well of desire and touched it gently to the monkey's face. He clutched at it and began to lap and kiss the fingers furiously. With a cry of delight, Lenny reached down along the little fellow's belly and began to stroke his penis.
It stood fully erect, she was able to grasp it between her thumb and index finger and rub it vigorously. The monkey shivered and trembled with excitement, clutching even more tightly to the scented fingers in front of his face.
With a chortling cry of release, the small creature expelled a spurting of sperm. His whole body tensed and thrashed momentarily, then he curled up and went to sleep.
Lenny began to dance around the masturbating lemurs now; kissing and licking the monkey's come from her delicate fingers. In a short while, they too came and crawled back to their cage, exhausted.
With tenderness, Lenny picked each of the rhesus monkeys up and placed them back into the cage, closing the door carefully behind them.
Now she went on with her stripping. First, peeling the blouse slowly from her breasts – just as the nipples came into view – she whirled away from the audience. She knelt facing the rear of the dais and pulled the open blouse down over the soft, smooth flesh of her shoulders.
With a subtle gesture, Lenny beckoned the dark gypsy girl to come to her. Doing as Lenny instructed her, the harem leader knelt before the blonde woman and kissed each breast reverently, then she helped Lenny slip the blouse down over the shoulders and off the smooth-skinned body. That garment was given to the bearded white goat – which proceeded to eat at it voraciously.
Lenny eyed the harem woman carefully, calculatingly. Then she commanded: "Kiss me, kiss my neck and back and shoulders! Excite those bastards out there!"
The gypsy grinned, her dark eyes flashed with a new fire – it was obvious now to Lenny that this girl liked any and all kinds of sex.