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years when we caught back up on facebook. After she made me confess this wasn't a 'bad' thing to me
our discussions became a bit more... open.--
I dreamt I had come out to visit you, and you were still working at a strip club in the area. I hadn't told
you I was going to be in town, and wanted to surprise you. We had talked about your work before though, so I
knew where it was and knew when you'd be working. I went over to the club, got a seat near what I think
was a main stage. They introduced you as you started to walk out and dance for all the guys to see. You
were enjoying yourself, or maybe just faking it really good, but everyone else was obviously happy to be
there and watch. You started to remove item after item of clothing until you were left in heels and a very
skimmpy thong. You ground your hips in guys directions, and one after another they stuffed a few dollars
into your "outfit".
Finally you make it back over to my side of the stage and end up leaning back on your hands, on your knees
with your hips up off of the stage, grinding around in a slow circle. As I slide a folded $20 into the side
of your thong, you recognize me. Your eyes widen and you smile. You can't let anyone know you have, but you
want me to know that you are happy I'm there. You slowly twist your hips to the side as I hold the folded bill,
making it slide down your body between your thong and your skin, until without moving my hand at all, I'm now
holding the crips bill between your panties and your pussy. You wiggle and snap your hips back, taking my bill
with you. I get a sly smile, as you stand and leave the stage at the end of the song.
A few moments later, another girl is on stage, working her body in lots of fantastic ways. I feel a hand slide
around my chest from behind, down my stomach, over my swollen cock. "Did you want a drink or... anything else?"
you whisper in my ear. I tell you I wanted to surprise you at work, and I hope you didn't mind. You spin my
chair and sit on my lap, making sure my eyes get fixated on your still naked tits. You tell me you're not upset
at all, but just wish instead we were somewhere we could 'catch up' easier. I suggest maybe, we should go to
one of the rooms in the back. It's quieter and we can talk.
You lean to my ear and softly whisper "you'd have to pay $50 to go back there.... " and then after a slight pause,
add "... but it's definitely worth it." and kiss my ear. I hand you some folded bills and you tell me to wait
right there. You walk to the bar and put them in an envelope and hand them to someone, then come back and lead
me by my hand to a dark hall way. In each of the curtained rooms off of the hall, I can hear different songs
playing as girls give one on one dances to various customers.
We duck into a room and you slide the curtain closed behind us. You seat me in a chair and step up onto a small
stage in the middle of the room. You get onto your hands on knees on the stage, facing me. "So, did you want a
little dance, or did you really just want to talk?" I give you a smirk, and you start to wiggle your hips. I
suggest, maybe you should dance while you catch me up on whats been going on. You smile back and start to move.
You wiggle your way around until you're sitting on your ass at the edge of the stage, and then lift your legs up
together pointed at my chest. "How about, you pull these off of me, and I'll tell you anything you wanna know,
while you eat me out?" Of course, who am I to deny you your wish.
I slide your panties down your legs, over your stripper heels, and leave them dangling off of one ankle. This
way you're not 'completely' nude, and don't have to technically break the rules. I kiss my way up the inside of
your thighs as I pull the chair close. Your knees settle over my shoulders as my nose brushes over your pussy
lips and I plant a few soft kisses right in the middle. I ask about the sign in the room that says "Absolutely
NO touching!", and wonder if that is also a rule we are not supposed to break. You part your thighs a bit more
and pull my head down, pressing my mouth to your pussy as you moan softly. "It's really more of a 'suggestion'."
you giggle.
I run my tongue up and down between your pussy lips, barely parting them around the tip. It flicks over your
clit each time it passes the top, and works it's way all the way down to the bottom of your lips as well. Each
pass, I push it just slightly deeper, parting you just a bit more. Pass after pass, you sigh and breathe deeper,
and my tongue gets more and more of your taste on it. Finally, when neither of us can hold back any longer, you
pull my face closer, and I slip my tongue as far into your pussy as I can fit it. My nose pressed against your
clit, you lock your ankles behind my head and start to grind into my mouth. Within seconds, your fingers tense
up on my head, and I hear you whispering through biting your lip "fuck... oh fuck..." as your legs tighten around
my head and you grind your hips into my mouth the hardest yet. You cum with my tongue shoved up your hole, and
move your hips as you relax from it.
You stand me up in front of you, between your legs. You kiss me as our faces pass and tell me to take my pants
off. Before I can even try, your hands find their way to my hips and you're unbuttoning my jeans and working
them down my legs to the floor. You pull my rock hard cock out of my boxers and tell me to step closer. You
waste no time, pointing the head right at your pussy. I step forward and feel the first inch or two of my cock
slip up inside you. You re lock your ankles behind my ass and lift your hips back off of the stage, so you can
work my cock deeper up into your pussy. I make a joke about not hearing anything about what you've been up to yet.
You continue to grind your pussy onto my cock, now working my whole shaft into you. You slide a hand up behind my
neck to pull your body up a bit, still leaning back on one flat on the small stage too.
"Do you want to hear about it all? Or do you want to cum in my pussy?" I nod and work my hips, shoving my cock
in and out of your pussy deeper and harder than before. "That's what I thought... " you smile and say. I start to
build a good rhythm, we both start to sweat a bit, and continue biting our lips and trying to stay quiet. You look
up at me and quietly ask "Is this what you like? Fucking strippers? Do you like putting your dick in a stripper's
pussy?" I smile and nod in agreement. Honestly, I just love that I'm finally stuffed into your pussy... but it is
definitely hot that you're also a stripper! You smile back and whisper "You like paying for it? Renting a little
pussy to fuck and cum in?" I nod again, and then ask if that's what you want, for me to cum inside you. "Well, if
you take me home later you can cum in it as much as you want, anywhere in my house you want to fuck..." you say as
I continue pumping away. I started to breathe heavier and tense up. "but, if you shoot it right here? right now?"
you smile, "... it'll cost you another $50."
I don't know if it's just the amazing feeling of your pussy, the fact that I've wanted to since high school, or the
kink of you charging me $50 to do it... but I can't hold back any longer. I quiet my moans and grunts as much as
possible as my whole body tenses and you pull me deeper with your ankles. The rush of cum shoots up my cock like a
freight train, exploding out of the end, filling your pussy. Another stream, and then a third. Finally a few more
strong contractions, and I'm completely empty. A little of my cum has worked its way out, onto the stage below your
hips.
You shot me an evil grin and whispered... "Easy money."
This post has been edited by DoujinMonkey: 05 November 2010 - 12:04 AM
