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"You?re in for a shock!" Tess told me.

I didn?t know what she was talking about, and Barry certainly wasn?t going to help me much. I?ve been to strip clubs before, and while it surprised me at first how open-minded Duval street was, I didn?t know what to expect out of the Pirate?s Cove.

We started out at the Red Lace, which another club just off Duval. Most of the strip clubs in the Keys were hidden in the alleyways of Old Town, so there was little advertisement. And even though it was Christmas night most of the street was lit up and active. Still, there were only a handful of folks in the Red Lace, and only a handful of dancers. We stayed long enough for me to have a couple of up-close-and-personal lap dances with a cute blonde before walking down towards the docks to get to the Pirate?s Cove.

We walked past three other alleyway strip clubs and scores of restaurants, T-shirt shops, expensive jewelry stores, and coffeehouses until we got to our destination. The club had little description aside from a sidewalk board showing the girls that would be performing and a well-lit alleyway to the front door. Inside, the club was incredibly small. There was a small bar that would seat maybe four people, a dancing "ring" where the girls would perform, and a small lounge-like area where the girls would perform lap dancing. Just like at the Red Lace, the crowds were equally anemic, and the girls were incredibly bored outside of the dancing "ring."

But once they danced it was a different situation. Each of the dancers were quick to remove their clothes, and even quicker to flash their pussies or tempt those in the audience for a closer look.

After three dancers performed, Barry nudged me towards the girl just starting her set.

"This is the one I was telling you about," he told me.

Her name was Lori. She had a young face, frizzy blond hair that went to her shoulders, and a well-developed body. When she started her set she had a short black dress, and she made it quite plain from the first song she didn?t have any panties on as she flashed her hairless pussy to everyone often. Within a few minutes it was quite obvious she singled me out for attention, asking me to move from the table at the wall up to the edge of the ring. After breaking my $20 for change I parked myself at the ring, where she proceeded to show me up close and personal her pussy, then dived down for a closer look at my crotch.

It took a few minutes (and a couple more dollars) for her to remove her dress and show us all her big and firm tits. She had really firm breasts, with a gold ring on her right nipple. (I wondered since they were quite firm if she didn?t have them enhanced.) After contributing a few more bills, she got even more risqué with me, grazing my now hardening cock with one hand while grazing her own with the other.

Bear in mind that before Lori got on stage I was taking things in stride. Barry warned me before leaving the apartment that the Conchs allowed more risqué behavior than anyplace in the country. I certainly had a good taste of that with the lap dances at the Red Lace, but it still didn?t prepare me for the blunt come-on Lori was giving me.

When the set was done, instead of retrieving her dress, she stayed close to me and whispered to me "Do you want a personal session?"

Are you kidding? After she primed me all during that set? "Sure," I said, trying to sound nonchalant.

She grabbed her dress, which she had left on an overhanging pipe, and led me towards the lap-dance section of the room.

"Do you want a little more privacy?" she asked, gesturing to a sectioned off area next to the DJ stage. "It?ll cost a little more, but it?s worth it."

"OK," I said.

She led me into the small enclosure, which consisted of only two walls, a padded bench like you would find in an old donut shop or fast-food restaurant, and a green curtain that she quickly shut once we got inside and I sat down. She hung up the dress on a hook close to the opening and straddled over my waist so my head was once again between her tits.

"So what?s not allowed?" I asked, trying to establish any kind of limitation she might have for this close a contact.

"MMMM.." she purred. "Let?s find out along the way."

So I figured what the hell? I reached out to her breasts, my fingers tracing her erect nipples.

"MMMM.." she said in agreement. "That?s certainly allowed?"

Then she got down on her knees and traced the outline of my hard-on with her lips, as though somehow my cock would rip out of the pants and into her waiting mouth. Then she pushed her tits between my hard-on.

"OHH, I see you have a Christmas present for me," she said looking up into my eyes as she continued to tit-fuck me through my pants. She reached out and began to unbutton my shirt, exposing my broad and hairy chest to her.

She pulled herself back up and onto my lap, where she proceeded to grind her pussy against my hard-on. I started grinding my hips against hers, matching her thrusts so we were dry-fucking. She drew herself against me, and I could feel her nipple ring bear into my exposed chest.

"You know what I want to do?" she whispered into my ear. "I want to pull that cock out and slowly work it from the tip down to the base, and back up.. I want to take your balls into my mouth and wash them with my tongue.. I want it nice and hard so I can take it into my pussy.."

She got off my lap and turned around so she was facing the curtain as we continued to dry-fuck to the beat of the music. I reached out to grab her tits again, slowly letting one hand drift down to her navel, and slowly down towards her cunt?

Just then the song ended. She grabbed hold of my wandering hand, leaned back into me and whispered into my ear "Do you want more?"

"Yes," I whispered back.

"Reach down under the cushions," she told me. "See if you feel anything."

I did. The only thing I felt were the wooden boards.

When I didn?t find anything she grimaced, then knocked three times on the wall closest to the DJ. A small packet flew over the wall. It was a condom.

Lori undid my belt and began to slide my pants and boxers down to my knees. "Keep this between us," she said. "We?re really not supposed to be doing this inside the club."

She took the condom in her hand, then started with my cock, tracing the tip with her tongue. Just like she said she would. She gently glided her tongue around the head, then moved down to the base and back up. I swear I could have cum right there if she kept doing that! Instead, she took my cock deep within her mouth, getting only a few strokes to make sure it was good and hard.

She looked up at me, her brown eyes squinted, and a nasty smile on her mouth as she unwrapped the rubber and slid it down my shaft. She gripped my cock and pulled the rubber down so that it was good and secure. Then she stepped around me on the bench so that my face was close to her pussy.

"You want a quick lick?" she asked. "Just to get me wet?"

Well who could resist with a cunt so close? I grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled her closer to my face. She already had a musty smell and I put my tongue on her bare pussy, taking a few licks between her lips as she held on to both walls for support. I felt her shudder, and then she pulled away from me.

She got back down on the floor, and after a few jerks of my cock to make sure it was still hard, she straddled herself once again over my hips.

She centered herself over my cock, and then slowly glided herself on it.

"UUNNGGHH!" I muttered, but she quickly put her hand on my mouth as she put her other hand on her own mouth.

I reached out and grabbed her breasts as she leaned over towards me and bounced up and down in my lap. When she got close enough I put her nipple - the one without jewelry - in my mouth and began sucking on it.

We were already going beyond the rules, and I figured as long as we didn?t get loud anything was possible. She whimpered as I sucked on her tit, grabbing hold of me and pulling me tighter into her.

I found that we were once again bouncing to the beat of the music, only that now we were doing more than just dry-fucking! We pulled each other tight, our lips coming together for the first time, and for the first time we both let out grunts of quiet satisfaction as our tongues twirled around each other.

Then she picked up the pace, bouncing on my cock as fast as she could.

She wanted to wrap this up quickly, and I didn?t blame her. I kept up with her, now gyrating my hips to match hers.

"MMPH!" she grunted.

"MMMM!" I grunted back as we bounced fast and hard. I knew it would be a matter of time before?

Then I felt the rush of sperm, and the sticky feeling as it bounced off the rubber and down my cock. I locked up, pulling Lori tightly into me as I spasmed.

"Oohh yeah baby," she whispered into my ear. "Yeah.. Oh boy.. let it all out.. That?s it.. Yeah.."

I sat there, panting. She rubbed my back then began to pull away. My cock slid out of her, spent and white with cum. She looked around for a minute, and I didn?t really know what she was looking for. Then she looked at me, somewhat embarrassed.

"Um.. do you have a handkerchief or something? There?s supposed to be a towel here or something and I can?t have you go out with cum on your dick and a spent rubber in your hand?"

I indicated to my slacks and she pulled one out of my right front pocket. With practiced skill, she rolled the rubber off my cock, then wiped my cock clean of any trace of cum.

"If you can pull your pants back up.." she said, "and if you can wait around for a second I?ll get you a new handkerchief when we get out."

I pulled my boxers and slacks back on and buttoned up my shirt. "How many songs was that?" I asked.

She thought about that for a second. "Four? at thirty dollars a song."

One hundred and twenty dollars! I wanted to say something.. but I couldn?t. Instead I simply reached into my wallet and pulled out the money. It was going to just about wipe me out for my trip, but I figured I was catching the plane back home tomorrow so it wouldn?t be too bad. I?ll even have just enough for coffee at the airport before my flight.

I waited until she got back into her dress before giving her the money.

She gave me a quick kiss then opened up the curtains. "Give me a minute," she said quietly, "I?ll be right back.."

I went back down to my table with Barry. He smiled, as if he knew exactly what happened.

"Well? How was she?"

I smiled back. "She was good. Really good."

A minute later Lori came back to the table. She handed me a clean and folded white handkerchief. Then she recognized Barry.

"Oh hi Barry. You know him?"

Barry smiled. He couldn?t wait to say it. "Yeah, he?s my brother-in-law."

Her eyes went wide. "Why didn?t you tell me?" she asked me. "I could have deducted a song!"

I didn?t know what she meant by that, but I did know that Tess told me that Lori had visited Barry?s store often, and often tried to pick the two of them up - either together or individually. She kissed Barry on the cheek, then turned around and kissed me on the lips.

"Come by again," she said to me.

I watched her go into the dressing room. Then turned back to Barry.

"Just how many songs was I in there for?" I asked.

"I think three," he said. Then I chucked. "What?" he asked.

"Nothing," I replied with a smile. "Just one hell of a personal session, that?s all."

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