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Three Girls And One Horny Night


Although it was late, I had walked the two blocks to the Strip Club. And then hesitated before going in. I love naked strip clubs but sometimes it can be a awkward for a female. I knew this club and loved it because it was so female-friendly. The last two times I had been here, I had taken strippers back to my hotel to play with. Still I wasn’t sure I wanted to stay out late enough to get a playmate tonight. I was dressed for a playful night, in a very tight, very low and wide cult T with an open blazer (still showing a lot of my breasts), a full mini, and modest heels.
As I was standing there, I heard a pleasant voice: “Would you like someone to escort you?”
I turned to see a salt-and-pepper haired man, probably in his early 50s. Handsome and well dressed.
I gave him a lopsided smile, “Uh . . .”
“Oh, I am married,” he said. “You’ll be OK.”
I really smiled at that, “It doesn’t always work that way . . .”
He laughed, paused a moment, reached for his wallet and took out his business card and handed it to me, “You now have enough information to get back at me if I’m not true to may word.”
I saw that he worked for a prominent company in town. His home phone number was on the card. “Let’s go in,” I said.
As we went in and selected a table near the stage, we chatted. Greg went to strip bars occasionally with his wife, although not this one. They were fairly new to swinging, and always played together; since they were on SLS we exchanged profiles. His wife was Bi-curious and they had some FFM experience. He liked big tits (mine are smaller than he generally likes), and pussies with some hair above the clit (I have a small landing strip). I told him that I was exclusively Bi in my swinging. I didn’t tell him that I expected to see strippers here that I had partied with before. I think he was feeling a bit awkward because he kept talking about his wife being with him at Clubs. He didn’t flirt with the mostly naked waitress. I sure did!
I excused myself to the Ladies’ room where I removed my thong and put in my purse; I don’t have to wear a bra. I returned as our drinks were being served and suggested that we move up to the bar. “I want to get up close with their tits and pussies, and get really horny.”
He was hesitant, “I like to sit back and enjoy from a distance.” He paused, “I tend to get a hard-on if I’m that close . . .” I told him not to worry; we would have much more fun at the bar. When I sat down, I pulled bills out of my purse and put them on the rail, and took my blazer off, exposing my hard nipples beneath the thin T. I was so horny looking at these naked girls. I hadn’t seen my former playmates yet, but the Club had a large bevy of girls.
I tipped liberally, which kept the girls coming back to our side of the stage. We hadn’t been there very long when “Autumn” came out. Her real name was Debbie – we had fucked each other a couple of times – wonderful grey eyes, flowing brown hair, flawlessly smooth skin, champagne breasts, and the smallest of landing strips above a nice pussy, the inner lips just poked out slightly.
She spotted me and danced right over. I stood up with a $10 bill in hand. When she got close enough, I placed my hands on the outside of her breasts and pulled her ear close to my mouth: “It’s this guy’s first time escorting a girl into a strip club. Play along like you don’t know me.” With that, I dropped the $10 on the stage as Autumn cupped and squeezed my breasts. I just about came right then!
I love to get sexy in public. Tonight was going to be over the top. Autumn danced in front of Greg. She threw her legs over his shoulders and lay back, her exposed pussy inches from his face. I leaned into Greg and said, loud enough for her to hear, “Doesn’t she have a great pussy? It smells so yummy; I just wish I could lick it right here!” Despite the low light, I could see Greg flush. As Autumn continued to gyrate her butt up and down, I ran a hand up her leg to her mound. She dropped her butt to the stage and I leaned in close, extending my tongue like I was licking her cunt, only it was about six inches away. I became intoxicated by her smell.
The club was crowded and everyone started to clap, whoop and cheer. Not all because of my licking motions; those on our side of the stage got a good look at my butt and naked pussy under my short mini as I leaned over with my legs slightly spread. I’m sure it was glistening wet.
When I sat down, Autumn got up, came over to me and gave me a wet kiss while exposing my boobs and pinching my nipples; they quickly got harder. As the song ended, I noticed that the stage was littered with tips! It took Autumn well into the next song to collect them – by then the new dancer was down to her G-string.
Autumn had exposed my tits and I just left them out; the wide neckline was comfortable tucked under them. I looked over at Greg; he had a big smile on his face. I leaned over and asked if he was enjoying himself. As he nodded, I gave his hard-on a firm, slow squeeze and left my hand in his lap as we watched the dancer. She had large breasts, so Greg tipped her well and got some good attention from her. She played with mine a couple of times during her set.
Next up was “Desire,” Emily, my favorite stripper fuck-buddy in this town. She had deeply tanned skin except small milky white patches where her micro-bikini covered her nipples and lower part of her mound, which was bald. Lively brown eyes, sassy blonde hair and a tight body completed this very hot lady. She had one of the tightest cunts I have ever fingered. Her inner lips were very small and never showed when she danced. I salivated just seeing her and remembering our 69 sessions. She spotted me immediately, no doubt Autumn had told her, but she danced for others until she was down to her G-string. Then she crawled over, got up on her knees so her G-string was right in front of my face, and told me to pull it off with my teeth. I had no idea how I was going accomplish this, but grabbed the front with my teeth and began twisting and turning my head as I tried to work it down. Of course, my nose was right in her slit! After a bit, Desire helped by pulling the sides down to her knees. Then she drew my head back up and held my mouth right over her pussy. I had to start licking! I felt her throw her head back in a show of ecstasy. Well, maybe it wasn’t all show! When she finally released me, her mound was glistening wet with my saliva. She got up to dance around and show the rest of the house, all the while running one finger between her lips. Now, girls in this club are not normally permitted to put fingers inside their lips, but I guess nothing had been “normal” up to this point. The stage was again covered with bills; the manager and bouncers probably were not going to do much as long as the tips kept coming.
When her second number started, Desire started over to me. I put a $10 on the stage, got up, pulled off my top and skirt and lay back on the stage, my knees up and legs spread wide. My head was just about between her legs. Ever so slowly she squatted over my face until her pussy was a couple of inches from me. She leaned forward, her head between my legs. We started licking at the air between us. Just when I thought I had to taste her, Desire remembered that she had to continue dancing (why, I don’t know – the stage had more tips on it than I had ever seen), so she slowly got up. Standing above my head, she ran one finger between her pussy lips while slowly sucking on two fingers of her other hand. I did the same, still stretched out on the stage. It was all I could do to not start finger fucking myself right there!
As Desire danced away, I rolled off the stage and found that Autumn had occupied a recently vacated chair next to mine. She handed the T-shirt to me, which I put on, but decided against putting on the skirt for the moment.
There were half a dozen or more ladies in the Club and most had made their way up to the bar. Two across from us stood up together, topless, as Desire’s last number started. Desire started her number on that side. I turned to Autumn, “Care to do a private dance for Greg and me?” At her broad smile and nod, I grabbed Greg’s hand and pulled him along to the private dance rooms. As we passed the Bouncer, I handed him a generous tip, hoping he would then leave us alone. Autumn took us to the back couches, farthest from the Bouncer. I told her that we wanted three dances, one for me, one for Greg and a final that I would join.
As the music started, I pulled off my top (still naked from the waist down) and sat back. Autumn stripped down and started dancing between my legs. Soon she was sitting across my lap, hands all over my breasts and kissing my neck, ears, and mouth. My hands were all over her boobs, belly, legs, thighs, butt, where ever they could go. She moved to straddle my leg, rubbing her cunt against my upper thigh as she rubbed her boobs against mine; then reversed her position to rub her butt against my lap while I held her breasts and ran my hands down into her crotch. Completely against the rules, she spread her legs, allowing access to her sweet cunt. I rubbed her clit a few times and dipped one finger just ever so slightly into her. She moaned and gyrated, mostly for Greg’s benefit, I think, then reached under her to my exposed pussy and proceeded to rub my clit vigorously before partly inserting a finger.
As the song ended, we were both breathing hard, very turned on and very much into intense foreplay. I held on to her as we moved together, rubbing and playing. At one point, we lay down on the couch, legs scissored together so we could grind our mounds and stimulate our clits. In a very daring move (the Bouncer could decide this was too much), Autumn reversed position and we started an intense 69. This was no simulation. We licked, sucked and fingered to orgasms. Then collapsed.
The song ended as we recovered. Only then did I remember Greg. He said that he was just fine watching, thank you very much. But we still had the final song, so we sat him on the couch in the traditional lap dance manner. Autumn straddled one leg and I the other, and went to work. Now, technically Autumn was supposed to have a G-string on, but according to house rules, he was free to touch any uncovered areas. Only he didn’t know that, having never been to this club before. He kept his hands to his sides. As we slid back and forth on his legs and rubbed up against each other and against his chest, we also teased his neck, ears and mouth. Almost in unison Autumn and I reached for his zipper and freed a rock-solid cock. The light was so low, we were so far from the Bouncer, and had both of our bodies between him and Greg’s lap, I’m sure he couldn’t see what was going on. There were other private dances going on nearby, but we didn’t care about them. We stroked Greg’s cock as we kissed, licked and sucked on each other’s nipples, necks, whatever we could reach. Greg started to run his hands up our rib cages, backs and butts. Changing positions slightly, I managed to get one hand in Autumn’s pussy while continuing to stroke Greg.
The song ended. Autumn had the good sense to know that the Bouncer would have to come back to check after three songs, so we stopped. Greg sat there, trying to put his cock away as we got dressed. There was a lull in the music so we were able to talk a bit. Autumn said that there were enough girls on tonight, she could get away as soon as she settled with the manager. I asked her to see if Desire would join us. As she left, Greg said that he had better head home.
“You are welcome to come along with us if you’d like to watch. We love an audience. Ground rule is: watch only; no participation,” I told him.
Well, it didn’t take him long to change his mind! Twenty minutes later the four of us were getting of the elevator on the 6th floor of my Hotel and opening the door to my room. As I pulled a collection of toys out of my suitcase, the other two got undressed and came up to undress me. Greg took a nearby chair.
I’m usually the first to start things and provide pleasure. I found out later that Desire and Autumn had talked while gathering their stuff from the club’s dressing room and decided how things were going to go. All I knew was when we hit the bed these two were all over me. Which was fine with me as I was VERY horny! They went for my breasts, licking, nibbling, sucking and fondling. Desire came up while Autumn went down. Soon Desire and I were wildly exploring each other’s mouth while Autumn had her tongue doing the same to my clit. Autumn figured out that I was already horny and soaking wet and soon replaced her tongue with a rabbit vibrator. Desire replaced her mouth on mine with her bald cunt. She was very wet; I loved her sweet taste. It wasn’t long before I was having trouble concentrating on eating her, however, as the sensations from my pussy consumed my mind and body. I guess my friends sensed my state because they gently stopped what they were doing. But not for long. When I could focus, I saw that Autumn had a double head dildo in her pussy and was scooting towards me. Desire guided it into my hole. I love this toy above all others, especially this one – it was short enough to allow us to get pussy-to-pussy. Desire fingered our clits and alternated tonguing each. I can’t remember when I felt so many wonderful sensations: inside I was stretched, aware of every inch and nothing but excruciatingly wonderful, exciting sensations; outside my clit had a pulse of its own. Soon I was bucking with orgasm after orgasm.
Desire saw that I was cuming hard and started to back off; Autumn was in the midst of her own orgasms.
“Oh, god, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” That was ME! Normally, I need to calm down after such shattering, body orgasms, only this time my mind and pussy needed more. From here on out, I can’t really describe what happened, when or how – it was so intense, so wonderful. Well, one other stands out: Desire and Autumn each had two fingers inside me and began stoking with opposite rhythms – as one withdrew her fingers, the other drove in. At first their fingers were positioned on either side, but they moved so one was fucking on top with fingers curled forward to stimulate my G-spot, while the others fingers were on bottom, curled downward. You just have not been finger fucked until you have had this! I was being stimulated like never before, and I came like never before! It was so incredible. And I wanted to keep cuming like that!
By the end of the night, Autumn and Desire had their own shattering orgasms; when we finally looked over at Greg, he had jerked off three times.

By pinkpocket

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