If it’s not busy, I’ll go and sit on their laps and talk to them for a while. I encourage them to touch my tits, and I rub the insides of their thighs. Then we head off for the quietest, darkest corner of the club. I call that my office. I take all my clothes off, and make it clear to them that I like to be touched. I let them know that I want them to be fully satisfied. I’ve even had a few guys come in their pants before I even start to dance for them.
When I dance, I’ve found that guys like to watch a girl play with herself, so I give them a good show. I love to stand with my back to the guy, bend over and run my finger over my pussy lips. If I’m horny I’ll bury my middle finger in my cunt. Sometimes I let him suck my finger when I’m through. Then I back up and sit on his hard cock. I grab his hands and put them on my tits while I grind my ass into him. Sometimes I reach around and grab his dick through his pants and jerk him off. Very few guys don’t come for me, usually during the first number. One night last month I made twenty-two guys come in their pants. I did one guy three times. I love seeing those big wet spots on their trousers.
I had a guy about a month ago who was older, probably in his fifties. I was feeling especially horny that night, but business was slow, so I sat and talked with him for about half an hour. I could tell he didn’t come to strip clubs very often. He asked me about a million questions about being a dancer and about my sex life. I could tell he was turned on when I started to tell him some of the details about myself. I was sitting on his lap and could feel his cock getting very hard. He kept playing with my tits, and I made no effort to stop him. I knew I’d get him off very quickly when I started to give him a lap dance.
Finally I started dancing for him, grinding my pussy into his dick real hard. I could tell he was ready to come right away, so I backed off, moved a few feet away and turned my back to him. I bent over to look at him and started to stroke my pussy lips. When I looked back I saw he had unbuttoned his shirt and unzipped his pants, and was beating off, stroking his dick rapidly. I started to tell him he couldn’t jack off like that in the open, but he was too far gone. His eyes rolled back and his dick started spurting come all over the place. One glob hit me in the chin—and I was standing up! He even got some of it on the mirror behind his head. I’d never seen anyone shoot off so much. When he finally stopped he quietly zipped his pants back up, then paid me for the dance and gave me a hundred-dollar tip. He told me that was the most turned on he’d been in years. Then he left.
I was still feeling horny though, and wanted to get off myself. About that time I noticed a really hot guy walking into the club. He didn’t even make it to a table before I got to him. I hugged him tightly and rubbed my tits against him. With my right hand I reached down and started stroking his cock. I asked him if he’d like a hot free lap dance. When he said sure, I immediately took him over to my dark little hideaway spot, telling him he was going to get a special treat. I got naked for him, then grabbed his hands and put them all over my body. I let him know I meant business by bending down and putting my mouth on his cock through his khaki pants. I unzipped him then and reached inside his undershorts so I could stroke his cock. I put my other hand on one of his and directed it toward my cunt. He quickly buried two fingers deep inside me. I was dripping wet, so they went in very easily. We both came at the same time.
After that he started kissing me on the mouth, which is something I usually don’t let guys do, but in this case I kissed him back. He then reached for his wallet to pay me. I told him no, this dance was free, but he said he wanted to give me a tip for the extra-special treatment. He’s come back to see me about five times since then. I make him pay now, but I still give him the extra-special treatment. He’s started leaving off his underwear so his dick will be easier to get to.
Not too many nights go by that at least one guy doesn’t offer me a lot of money to go home with him, or to go to his hotel room to fuck him. Several times I’ve been offered as much as a thousand bucks. I’ve never done it though—not for money. I will go home with a guy if I really like the way he looks, and his personality. But I’m very selective about who I actually fuck. On nights that I decide I want to fuck a guy, I usually pick a younger guy, because I want to feel he’s going to have something left for me. I never go home with a guy unless I’ve made him come in his pants at least once.
A few months ago a guy invited me to his hotel room after I got off. He was really good-looking and had lots of cash. He was also especially good with his hands when he felt me up. There was just something about the way he touched me that told me he’d be a great fuck. We went to his room and we fucked and sucked all night. He ended up flying me to Jamaica for a weekend at a beautiful resort. We could have just gone to the motel down the street, because we spent the entire three days in the room, fucking and sucking. This guy was the greatest pussy-eater I’ve ever been with. He used his tongue like a cock, and fucked me with it. He ate my cunt out for over an hour one night. I came so many times I lost track. When he finally finished I gave him the best blowjob I’d ever given anyone. He’s come back to the club several times since then, and I’ve gone back with him to his hotel every time.
About the only thing I don’t like about working at the club is how some of the girls treat me. A few of them are jealous of me because I always have guys waiting for me to give them lap dances, and they don’t. Once I heard a couple of them talking in the bathroom when they didn’t know I was in there. One of them said she was sick of asking guys for dances and having them reply that they were waiting for me to finish with some other guy.
I decided to watch this girl when she gave dances. She would barely talk to the guys, and wouldn’t even look at their eyes while she danced for them. She kept the touching to a minimum also. It’s no fucking wonder that she doesn’t get many dances, or many repeat customers. I mean, come on! This is a nude bar, and the guys pay to look at beautiful women, and pay extra to touch them and get off on them. They want us to make them come. If a girl doesn’t like that, then she should go work in some boring little topless bar that doesn’t allow any touching. I get lots of repeat customers because I make a point of telling them I’m going to make them come. I try to remember their names, and what really gets them off. I like talking to them, and I love the feeling of making them come.
I remember one guy who was amazed when I gave him a lap dance that made him explode all over himself. He told me that he had been to the club twenty times and had never had a girl make him come before. I told him that most of the girls were there for the money only, but I was there because I like to get guys off. I told him that I wanted to be the girl he would dream of five years from now, when he jerks off in the shower before he goes to work. He assured me that I would be.
The hottest thing that has happened to me since I’ve been working here at the club took place a few weeks ago. I was up on stage dancing when I noticed one of my regulars sitting at a table a few rows back from the stage. His name was Howard, and I’d gotten him off four or five times. This time there was a hot-looking blonde sitting with him. She had long hair and was wearing a very short, low-cut, bright blue dress. She seemed to be studying me as intently as he was.
As the number ended, one of the other dancers came up to the stage and put a twenty in my garter belt, saying it was from Howard. She said he wanted me for a lap dance when I was finished on stage. Then, catching me off guard, she kissed me on the lips, and said that that was a message from the chick that was with Howard.
After the set was finished I went over to them. I didn’t know whether or not to let on that I knew Howard, but the blonde quickly introduced herself as Shauna, and said she was glad to finally meet this hot little nude dancer that Howard had been coming to see so often.
We sat and bullshitted for a while, and then Howard asked me if I’d do a lap dance for Shauna. I said sure. I’d danced topless at some clubs for guys who had brought their wives or girlfriends with them, but I’d never done a lap dance for a woman before. But I c
ould tell that Shauna was getting turned on. She’d unbuttoned the top three buttons of her dress, and I could see she didn’t have a bra on. Her nipples were poking out. She was probably in her mid- to late thirties, but was in excellent shape, as well as being very beautiful.
When we got to my little dark corner, I realized very quickly that Shauna was not bashful. She had her hands all over me as soon as I took off my clothes, and I had to admit her hands felt damn good. When the next song started I moved to her and started a real close dance. Our hands were all over each other’s body. I glanced over at Howard, who had a big smile on his face.
I let Shauna suck on my nipples. It was making her hot, and me too. I reached down between her legs and discovered that she didn’t have any panties on. Somehow that didn’t surprise me. I turned away from her so she could run her hands over my ass. The next thing I knew she was pushing her right thumb into my asshole. Then she buried her index finger in my pussy and started to play with my clit with her middle finger. This girl had obviously done girls before. I didn’t pull away—it felt too damn good to stop. Who’s supposed to be getting who off here? I thought to myself.
Shauna made me come very quickly. I turned back to her then, raised my right knee and pressed it into her crotch. She started grinding herself on my knee, and I knew she was about to come. She’d unbuttoned her dress all the way down to her waistline, and her tits were all the way out. They were awesome. I reached down and started squeezing them. Her body tensed up and she began to come, and her climax seemed to last for a full minute. She held me very close and moaned dirty words into my ear until her orgasm was finished.
I sat back down between them, and saw that Howard had taken his dick out and was stroking himself slowly. Shauna said, “I think it’s time to take care of Howard now. If you want, you can suck him off. I bet he’d like that.”
I was very turned on by the thought, so I knelt down in front of him and took his cock in my hand. Shauna assured me that she’d keep a watch out in case anyone came too close. But I didn’t even get my lips on his cock before he started to come. His cock felt huge in my hand as it started oozing hot, thick come all over. It didn’t really squirt out, but it just kept coming and coming. Soon it was all over my hand and wrist. I sat back down and reached for a napkin on a nearby table to wipe off the come, but Shauna grabbed my wrist and said not to waste it. She pulled my hand to her mouth and started licking Howard’s jism off it, and she continued until she had gotten it all.
For some reason I was getting very turned on by this. Shauna then grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to her. She opened her mouth and started to kiss me passionately. She stuck her tongue into my mouth, pushing a gob of Howard’s come in with it, sharing it with me. We kissed for what seemed like five minutes, and we ended up swallowing all his load between us.
Howard then offered me five hundred dollars if I would come home with them and fuck them both. I said I didn’t want the money, but I definitely wanted both of them. Shauna told me to put on something real sexy, because we had a stop to make on the way home.
I had just worn cutoffs and a T-shirt to work, so I was going to have to borrow something. In the dressing room, one of the girls was just changing out of the tiniest little fuck-me dress you ever saw. She was Filipino and was very small, so her dress would barely cover me. I asked her if I could borrow it, and I felt really hot when I put it on. I met Shauna and Howard in the parking lot. Shauna was in the back seat of their car, and she motioned for me to get in with her.
When I did, she pushed me down on the seat and immediately went down on me. Her tongue was really hot in my cunt, and she made me come quickly. If every woman could eat pussy like her, I would definitely have more girl-girl sex. She stuck her fingers in me as she ate me out, and made me come again. Just as I was about to return the favor, Howard said that we were at our stop.
We had pulled up in front of an all-night adult book and video store. We got out and went in. My dress was so short that I wondered if my pussy lips were showing. I noticed that Shauna had never rebuttoned her top, and her tits were almost fully exposed. There were about five guys in the place, looking at the dirty books and videos. They all stopped dead in their tracks to check out these two hot babes. Shauna flirted with them as she picked out five X-rated videos for us. She also picked out a double-ended dildo, then loudly asked me which dildo or vibrator I wanted for myself. All eyes were on us as she came over and started kissing me. I didn’t back away, though. I was turned on by the situation, and by her. I know those guys all probably had a huge circle jerk after we left.
When we got to their house, it took Shauna and me about two-tenths of a second to get our dresses off and start a really hot 69. She tasted so good I couldn’t stop myself. I even plunged my tongue deep into her asshole, and she quickly returned the favor.
When I looked up I noticed that Howard had hooked up their camcorder to the TV, and was filming us while our activities played on the big screen. He asked if I minded if he recorded our sex, and I said I didn’t, as long as I got a copy of it.
The rest of the night was total bliss. Shauna and Howard took turns with me, while whichever one of them was not with me caught it all on video. There were lots of close-ups too. The hottest was when I gave Howard one of my special blowjobs. I let him pull his dick out just as he was about to come, so he could shoot off on my face. I almost came when I looked over at the TV and saw his thick come all over my cheeks and dripping down my chin.
Shauna and Howard traded places then, and she came over to lick his jism off my chin. The next thing she did was to put one end of the double dildo into my cunt, and the other end into herself. We kissed, we hugged, we sucked each other’s tits, and we pushed our pussies closer and closer, until finally we were rubbing them together and you couldn’t even see the dildo. It was the strongest orgasm I ever had.
After a little break Howard started tonguing my asshole. I knew he wanted to fuck my ass, and I was definitely ready for him. I’d had some rocky experiences with anal sex, but as I expected, Howard was great. He let me control the depth and the pressure, and it was the best ass-fucking I could remember. As soon as I knew he was ready to come, I spun around to catch his load on my face again.
Shauna fucked my ass too, using a strap-on dildo, and that was another experience to remember. Of course it was all on video.
Finally we were all exhausted, and fell asleep on the living room floor. Howard woke me up around nine in the morning and told me they had to catch a plane. They were going to Florida, but would be back the next week. I told them to stop in at the club when they got back. I also told them they had given me what was probably the best night of my life so far.
When I got back to my apartment I slept until four in the afternoon. When I got up I decided not to go to work for a few days. I was sexually spent, and I wanted to recuperate a little.
A few days later I heard a knock at my door. It was a deliveryman with a package for me. When I opened it I saw that it was a copy of the video that Howard and Shauna had made that night. There was also a note saying that they couldn’t wait to see me again. I put the tape in my VCR in the living room, and within about two minutes I was playing with my nipples with one hand and stroking my pussy with the other. Finally I took the tape into my bedroom and put it in the VCR in there. I then lay down on the bed, got out my vibrator and masturbated for the next three hours.
I realized that I had been revitalized, and I knew I needed to get back to the club again. I was horny as hell, and wanted to make more guys come in their pants. Hey, what can I tell you—I just love my job!—Name and address withheld
THREE MALE STRIPPERS AND ONE CURIOUS WIFE MAKE HIS VACATION EXTREMELY EXCITING
My wife Carla is five feet six inches tall and weighs around one hundred twenty pounds. She’s quite a babe, with dark blonde hair, aquamarine eyes and a dazzling smile that would melt an iceberg. Between her good looks, great personality, medium-size tits and tight round
ass, Carla is the kind of girl who gives most guys an instant boner. She is also a very passionate woman, and last year she began to express an interest in having sex with several guys at the same time.
At the beginning of this year Carla and I decided to take a two-week vacation in Florida. During the weeks leading up to our trip she brought up the subject of group sex several times. One of my fantasies has always been to watch my wife get fucked by another man, so I told her I’d go along with it, just as long as I was included in the fun.
We’d been at the hotel for a couple of days, just lying around the pool and relaxing, when one afternoon we saw a notice about a pool party the hotel was throwing that evening. We decided to go.
Carla said she wanted to buy a new bathing suit for the party. She returned from her shopping trip with a skimpy bikini that provided a generous view of her firm tits and tight ass. I told her she’d definitely attract attention with that on, and she said that was exactly the point.
We arrived at the party a little early, to ensure that we got a table close to the dance floor. We had been sitting there talking and drinking for an hour or so when three young, good-looking hunks came over to our table and asked if they could join us. We invited them to sit down, and struck up a conversation. Their names were Brad, Tony and Wilbur, and they were all very tall and extremely buff. It turned out that they were male strippers and were in town for a show. They were not staying at our hotel, but had heard about the party and decided to check it out.
At one point I excused myself to go to the men’s room. Upon returning I noticed that Carla had removed the wrap she had worn over her bathing suit. I wasn’t surprised to see that she was attracting a lot of attention, not just from the guys at our table, but from other tables all around us.
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