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20/02/2022
I wasn’t looking for anything in particular. I ordered a double and was savoring it watching the girls dance from the rear seats. I had refused private shows several times. To tell the truth I didn’t think I could afford the girls in here, they looked so good.
I went in one night and noticed three new girls working the back rows and eventually one came around to me. She was good looking in all senses. Sure I am in a strip club, alone and what else are the girls to think, but I just liked the atmosphere.
It made me feel alive. I know what your thinking, what kind of freak needs to be in a strip club to feel alive. Truth be known I kind of grew up in them. I was thirteen, tall and looked eighteen, at least the bouncers wanted to believe that. Regardless I looked like my ID and it said I was twenty, no one questioned it especially since I flashed a lot of money when I came in.
After the club came under new management the doorman recognized me as the driver of a friend of friend. No one questioned me after that. My last memory of the place was me eating out one of the strippers on stage. A month after that I left NYC for good. I returned only to visit my parents, after I never returned.
I had a good life, twenty four years and I returned to NYC for work. The client insisted we make the rounds which to him meant strip clubs and seedy bars. He had three body guards with him so what did it matter. It was the last club of the night and the client told us he could get home on his own. We drew straws for who would make sure he got home safe. After loading the client into his limo I decided to finish off the night in the club we just left. The booth we just left had been cleared, but still open. I slid into it.
When I ordered my second double a good looking auburn haired girl slide into the booth. She intrigued me by not saying anything, watching the girls on stage. I figured she might be a lesbian looking for cover and there was plenty of space, so why not. I noticed with each gyration of the dancer’s ass she moved closer to me.
At the time I wasn’t sure if she did it as a come on or if she was that taken with her gyrations. Soon enough she was next to me. I could feel the warmth of her thigh against me. She wasn’t gorgeous, but there was definitely something about her, she caused a stir in my crotch and we hadn’t really looked at each other.
The next dancer came out decked out in a patent leather corset and thigh high boots. At this she rubbed my leg and said, “She’s hot.” I raised my drink and said nothing, ignoring her rubbing my leg.
A waitress came over to take her order, she ordered us both a drink and slapped a fifty on the waitresses tray. She told her to keep it and consider our table private. With that the waitress pressed on the wall and pulled a curtain around the table.
We could still see the stage through a one foot opening, or at least I could. The evening was taking a strange turn. I mean after all I am 60, in good shape so I look fifty, but still. The woman in the booth with me made me wonder what she wanted.
Isabella, if that is her name said, “I have seen you in here before. You never have private dances and leave before you waste a weeks pay.”
I didn’t know what to think at this point.
She reached down telling me that I didn’t need go home with that. Her hand felt so good caressing my crotch. I ditched all my rules telling myself that I would get back on track later and let myself enjoy the moment.
She pushed the table out using her butt. When she had where she wanted it she posed with her butt jutting out, her lace edged bra exposed and her finger on her chin with a ‘Oh my’ expression.
There was no turning back now. When she motioned for me to undo my belt I didn’t hesitate.
She had a plan and I both of us were going to make it happen. It didn’t take much and she had me rock hard, fondling my cock, caressing my balls. She was a master and when she began to suck me after what was surely my second round of pre-cum she asked, “Do you believe in reciprocating?
I said, “Of Course!” Imagining her wet, heavy scented oyster waiting to be slurped.
Isabella looked up at me and covered the head of my cock with her lips. I didn’t know a person could generate that much suction. She worked her tongue over and on my head while creating and releasing a vacuum.
The force of her sucking felt like it doubled the size of my head, while she pumped my shaft, massaging my balls with each stroke. I was ready to explode when she grabbed my balls, just enough to hold onto them and gently tugged them.
They were swollen and her pulling on them at first just with the weight of her hand and arm, then increasing the pressure felt so good. It wasn’t long and my cock spasmed and my hips shifted involuntarily.
She forced the tip of her tongue into my cock hole while creating even more suction. I could feel the cum pressing against the tip of her tongue and then she pulled it back or force of my cum pushed it out I’m not sure. Isabella didn’t let up, she squeezed my balls and kept sucking as if she was getting the last drop of soda from a cup.
She squeezed and pulled my balls trying to get every drop she could out of them. When I shifted my hips releasing a quiet, “Ohh,” she released her hold on my balls and drew her mouth off my cock with a wet pop.
My head was swimming. She looked up and had some cum that dribbled down from her lip. She smiled a closed smile and slide up between my legs and opened her mouth, twirling her tongue in a pool of my cum.
Then her lips closed and it was all gone. She grabbed my head and kissed. I could smell and taste my cum. It reminded me of an earthy scotch, with salt. It was hot. I sucked the saliva she generated greedily. The cum on her chin she wiped off and wiggled her finger for me to suck it clean. I didn’t hesitate.
Straddling me she offered me her nipples that were hard and almost an inch long, the kind of nipples I love, thick and long. Her breasts weren’t big, but her nipples made me forget their short comings in size. She moans while I lick and suck her juicy nipples.
Putting her long nailed finger under my chin she pushes my head back, “It’s time for reciprocity.” She stands up, her knees on the booth’s seat. Her panties are an inch away from from my face. I can smell her. I rub my face against her panties pulling at them with my teeth.
She stands up swaying her hips, turns pushes her ass into my face arching up and down so my entire face is buried in her crack at some point. Her garter and nylons are an absolute turn on. She reaches down between her legs with my face planted in her ass and plays with my semi-hard cock. “Oh my, someone likes the view.”
She pushes her ass harder onto my face, taking it back quickly.
She turns around, caressing my face and chest. She tells me, “Reciprocity.” She slides her panties down, covering her crotch with one then two hands, gyrating her hips towards my face.
My cock is pulsating again, I reach up to caress her nipples, they are so stiff and thick. She arches back playing peek a boo with her crotch, then lifts them both. It takes me a second to realize what I am looking at. An apple shaped she-cock head. It’s shiny and pinkish. Sure I’ve seen plenty of cocks in porn movies, but this is an inch away from my lips, attached to the woman who minutes prior sucked the cum from my balls like never before.
Her hand caresses it, pumps it. The head pulsates, right there in front of me. It looks huge and is turning red as it swells. A drop forms and hangs at the opening. She looks down at me, her hair framing her face, her eyes with their dark liner. She looks like Cleopatra. She blows me a kiss and licks her lips.
I had never thought of sucking a cock until now, but with it in my face I found myself conflicted. It looks so enticing. I wanted to lick that droplet off, but then what? Would it make me a cocksucker. The drop moved down from the opening, widening, stretching between the raised edges of her cock head.
The cock jerked and was closer. I was scared, but wanted it. I licked the salty drop off and her cock jerked, letting more pre-cum dribble down. It was then I decided to suck her cock. It was so nice having that soft, fat, and hard head an inch into my mouth. I emulated what she did to me and in a short time was rewarded with the pulsing, jerking of her cum. I held it in my mouth savoring it. She slide down and we kissed, our tongues swirling her cum in our mouths.
I don’t who swallowed what, but she rubbed some on her nipples and I eagerly licked it off.
Later I asked her why me. She said she just like the look of me, caressed my crotch and saying. “You certainly liked the way I look.” After a few weeks she left me a note telling me she had to leave, but would always remember our succulent encounters.
I keep looking, hoping to see her, remembering her cock pulsating and cumming in my mouth. I know I won’t find her but wonder if I can live without ever feeling a nice she-cock again.
I went in one night and noticed three new girls working the back rows and eventually one came around to me. She was good looking in all senses. Sure I am in a strip club, alone and what else are the girls to think, but I just liked the atmosphere.
It made me feel alive. I know what your thinking, what kind of freak needs to be in a strip club to feel alive. Truth be known I kind of grew up in them. I was thirteen, tall and looked eighteen, at least the bouncers wanted to believe that. Regardless I looked like my ID and it said I was twenty, no one questioned it especially since I flashed a lot of money when I came in.
After the club came under new management the doorman recognized me as the driver of a friend of friend. No one questioned me after that. My last memory of the place was me eating out one of the strippers on stage. A month after that I left NYC for good. I returned only to visit my parents, after I never returned.
I had a good life, twenty four years and I returned to NYC for work. The client insisted we make the rounds which to him meant strip clubs and seedy bars. He had three body guards with him so what did it matter. It was the last club of the night and the client told us he could get home on his own. We drew straws for who would make sure he got home safe. After loading the client into his limo I decided to finish off the night in the club we just left. The booth we just left had been cleared, but still open. I slid into it.
When I ordered my second double a good looking auburn haired girl slide into the booth. She intrigued me by not saying anything, watching the girls on stage. I figured she might be a lesbian looking for cover and there was plenty of space, so why not. I noticed with each gyration of the dancer’s ass she moved closer to me.
At the time I wasn’t sure if she did it as a come on or if she was that taken with her gyrations. Soon enough she was next to me. I could feel the warmth of her thigh against me. She wasn’t gorgeous, but there was definitely something about her, she caused a stir in my crotch and we hadn’t really looked at each other.
The next dancer came out decked out in a patent leather corset and thigh high boots. At this she rubbed my leg and said, “She’s hot.” I raised my drink and said nothing, ignoring her rubbing my leg.
A waitress came over to take her order, she ordered us both a drink and slapped a fifty on the waitresses tray. She told her to keep it and consider our table private. With that the waitress pressed on the wall and pulled a curtain around the table.
We could still see the stage through a one foot opening, or at least I could. The evening was taking a strange turn. I mean after all I am 60, in good shape so I look fifty, but still. The woman in the booth with me made me wonder what she wanted.
Isabella, if that is her name said, “I have seen you in here before. You never have private dances and leave before you waste a weeks pay.”
I didn’t know what to think at this point.
She reached down telling me that I didn’t need go home with that. Her hand felt so good caressing my crotch. I ditched all my rules telling myself that I would get back on track later and let myself enjoy the moment.
She pushed the table out using her butt. When she had where she wanted it she posed with her butt jutting out, her lace edged bra exposed and her finger on her chin with a ‘Oh my’ expression.
There was no turning back now. When she motioned for me to undo my belt I didn’t hesitate.
She had a plan and I both of us were going to make it happen. It didn’t take much and she had me rock hard, fondling my cock, caressing my balls. She was a master and when she began to suck me after what was surely my second round of pre-cum she asked, “Do you believe in reciprocating?
I said, “Of Course!” Imagining her wet, heavy scented oyster waiting to be slurped.
Isabella looked up at me and covered the head of my cock with her lips. I didn’t know a person could generate that much suction. She worked her tongue over and on my head while creating and releasing a vacuum.
The force of her sucking felt like it doubled the size of my head, while she pumped my shaft, massaging my balls with each stroke. I was ready to explode when she grabbed my balls, just enough to hold onto them and gently tugged them.
They were swollen and her pulling on them at first just with the weight of her hand and arm, then increasing the pressure felt so good. It wasn’t long and my cock spasmed and my hips shifted involuntarily.
She forced the tip of her tongue into my cock hole while creating even more suction. I could feel the cum pressing against the tip of her tongue and then she pulled it back or force of my cum pushed it out I’m not sure. Isabella didn’t let up, she squeezed my balls and kept sucking as if she was getting the last drop of soda from a cup.
She squeezed and pulled my balls trying to get every drop she could out of them. When I shifted my hips releasing a quiet, “Ohh,” she released her hold on my balls and drew her mouth off my cock with a wet pop.
My head was swimming. She looked up and had some cum that dribbled down from her lip. She smiled a closed smile and slide up between my legs and opened her mouth, twirling her tongue in a pool of my cum.
Then her lips closed and it was all gone. She grabbed my head and kissed. I could smell and taste my cum. It reminded me of an earthy scotch, with salt. It was hot. I sucked the saliva she generated greedily. The cum on her chin she wiped off and wiggled her finger for me to suck it clean. I didn’t hesitate.
Straddling me she offered me her nipples that were hard and almost an inch long, the kind of nipples I love, thick and long. Her breasts weren’t big, but her nipples made me forget their short comings in size. She moans while I lick and suck her juicy nipples.
Putting her long nailed finger under my chin she pushes my head back, “It’s time for reciprocity.” She stands up, her knees on the booth’s seat. Her panties are an inch away from from my face. I can smell her. I rub my face against her panties pulling at them with my teeth.
She stands up swaying her hips, turns pushes her ass into my face arching up and down so my entire face is buried in her crack at some point. Her garter and nylons are an absolute turn on. She reaches down between her legs with my face planted in her ass and plays with my semi-hard cock. “Oh my, someone likes the view.”
She pushes her ass harder onto my face, taking it back quickly.
She turns around, caressing my face and chest. She tells me, “Reciprocity.” She slides her panties down, covering her crotch with one then two hands, gyrating her hips towards my face.
My cock is pulsating again, I reach up to caress her nipples, they are so stiff and thick. She arches back playing peek a boo with her crotch, then lifts them both. It takes me a second to realize what I am looking at. An apple shaped she-cock head. It’s shiny and pinkish. Sure I’ve seen plenty of cocks in porn movies, but this is an inch away from my lips, attached to the woman who minutes prior sucked the cum from my balls like never before.
Her hand caresses it, pumps it. The head pulsates, right there in front of me. It looks huge and is turning red as it swells. A drop forms and hangs at the opening. She looks down at me, her hair framing her face, her eyes with their dark liner. She looks like Cleopatra. She blows me a kiss and licks her lips.
I had never thought of sucking a cock until now, but with it in my face I found myself conflicted. It looks so enticing. I wanted to lick that droplet off, but then what? Would it make me a cocksucker. The drop moved down from the opening, widening, stretching between the raised edges of her cock head.
The cock jerked and was closer. I was scared, but wanted it. I licked the salty drop off and her cock jerked, letting more pre-cum dribble down. It was then I decided to suck her cock. It was so nice having that soft, fat, and hard head an inch into my mouth. I emulated what she did to me and in a short time was rewarded with the pulsing, jerking of her cum. I held it in my mouth savoring it. She slide down and we kissed, our tongues swirling her cum in our mouths.
I don’t who swallowed what, but she rubbed some on her nipples and I eagerly licked it off.
Later I asked her why me. She said she just like the look of me, caressed my crotch and saying. “You certainly liked the way I look.” After a few weeks she left me a note telling me she had to leave, but would always remember our succulent encounters.
I keep looking, hoping to see her, remembering her cock pulsating and cumming in my mouth. I know I won’t find her but wonder if I can live without ever feeling a nice she-cock again.
Poster:
Denny
