It's a tough story to believe, I KNOW, but hey, sexuality isn't a light switch or an absolute. It's a scale, a scale that has many factors and each one of us have a personal limiter on it. So when I said I was with a lesbian, you have to understand that the label is just a 'general' guideline. Let's not try to put everyone we know inside a nice, neat, little box, mmmkay? Now that we have that established, listen to may tale about Melissa.
For those who don't know her, she's tall, about my height, but not lanky, nor is she thick. She has this amazing athletic-meets-average body type. We've worked together for a few years. Perhaps knowing she was gay made it easy to not think about every little thing I said. Perhaps for her too, since we joked with each other a lot. There was this immediate comfortability factor that was quite evident from the first day. She has light hazel eyes, brown hair that she usually has somewhat dyed blonde, and an amazing smile. Probably why I liked joking with her so much, was to watch that smile almost never leave her face.
Sure I flirted, I mean, I thought there could be no harm and it made her chuckle so it was a win/win. She never flirted back, but I think I did enough to let her know I had an interest in her. One night we both happen to be leaving at the same time, and typically I just go home and don't hang out with coworkers outside of work. But this night we actually worked a bit closer together on some things, and she smelled like sugar. Not overbearing, not too intruding on your sense, just …. delightful. I joked about how it made me feel high and intoxicated, which she laughed at. I could tell she was really liking the comments. She would look at me extra long after I would say something, I dunno, probably looking for a certain reaction or expression from me. I told her how pretty she looked, and how nice she smelled, and basically treated her like I would a girl on a first date. Well it must have worked, because as we walked to our cars she asked if I wanted to hang out, maybe go grab some coffee or something. I continued joking and suggested the strip club just down the street. I laughed it off, but she didn't. She shrugged and said "we can do that". I realized I may be in over my head, letting the overthinking ability I have to get the best of me, so I tried to back out claiming I had little cash on hand. She assured me that she knew one of the dancers and she could hook me up.
Yes, it was at this point I thought about banging her. I mean, I've been attracted to her for a long time, but she didn't wear much revealing clothing, so I never really pictured doing that, until now. We showed up to the club, it was in full swing. It was loud, busy, and there were bodies, seemingly, everywhere. There was easily a mix of different types of guys, from near-homeless old men, to 'somewhat successful' young guys, to average joe's, like myself. There were a few women too, but none held a candle to Melissa. We watched a few girls dance, they were OK, but nothing special. Then a little fox got on stage. And by fox I mean she had the little ears, the right color bra & panties, and even a little furry tail. Her body was amazing! Short, petite, skin like light colored honey. Her legs and ass were in amazing shape, not real surprise, but they way they looked was better than any of the other girls. She had light blue eyes, and straight light brown hair. Her boobs fit her body type perfectly, and while some may want bigger, I thought they looked perfect. She danced for a bit, and I could not take my eyes off her. As she finished and got down to make her rounds, Melissa leaned over and said "you like Candy, don't you?", I didn't even know her name till that point (lol). I just smiled. She came around to us and greeted us with a smile that just lit up the room. I said "I have a sweet tooth", and grinned, like she'd never heard that before, right? Lame! But she chuckled back. Melissa leaned in and whispered something to Candy. She smiled, looked me up and down, and took my hand and said "follow me". I thought we were leaving Melissa behind, but as I looked back, she just had this huge grin on her face as she followed me to the 'Champagne' room.
Candy sat me down, and Melissa followed in after her. I don't remember how it was set up, exactly, but I thought there was a bit more privacy than where the lap-dances were given. Either way, Candy started dancing. She was lovely to look at, like smoking rising from some sort of mystical bottle. As she rubbed her nearly-naked ass against my throbbing member, she looked at Melissa and she looked back….and started stripping. I had never had the problem of having to choose which beautiful, and sexy, thing to look at in all my life. I leaned towards looking at Melissa, since Candy was already naked and I had watched her dance. Melissa was gorgeous! Her body was an average-thick, like I thought, but just curvy enough, and just toned enough to be a mix of model, girl next door, and average Jill. Her boobs were bigger than Candy's, and so round and almost perky.
Candy kept rubbing on me, while she licked and sucked on Melissa's tits. If she had focused more of movement, I would have surely soaked myself. I watched them play, Melissa began to engage with her, even going so far as to fingering each other, lightly. It was insanely hot. I felt like I was witnessing a double rainbow, during a blue moon eclipse. I dared not move, else they remember I was present and stop or send me off. But it didn't seem to matter, since they soon turned their attention towards me. They kept doing what they were doing, mostly, but making sure I was watching, like they were purposefully putting on a show for me. I smiled, I probably had some stupid, huge, grin plastered on my face the whole time and didn't even know it! But it got better.
Candy knelt down, and began unbuttoning my pants. I was excited, that much was obvious, but I kinda freaked out a little and looked at Melissa. She simply smiled, and nodded her head towards Candy. I looked back, she nearly had my pants down, and I took a deep breath. Candy laughed, and told me not to worry, that she had help with her. That's when Melissa knelt down too. I could swear my heart was going to come out of my chest. My dick throbbed so hard, it was easily visible through my pants…..which were soon off and being tugged to the floor. Nothing was spoken, but Candy took me in, caressed me, and licked me. She started to watch as my face went from 'shock and awe' to 'pleasure'. Soon she looked at Melissa and nodded towards her. Then Melissa began mimicking what Candy did. It was out of this world. They were doing nearly the same thing, yet they both felt so different and good.
They started to kiss, while they played with me with their hands, but that didn't last. They soon came and began sucking and licking together. Sometimes it, playfully, felt like my hard cock was in the way of their make-out session, other times it felt like they were trying to cover every last inch of me with their mouth and saliva. At this point, nothing had really been said. Sure, I had moaned a ton, and said lots of "holy shit"s, but it was Candy who broke the silence. It was quiet, but I could hear her ask Melissa "you ready?". Melissa nodded and straitened her back up. She held her boobs together, and tucked my dick in between them. Candy spit on my cock and helped Melissa titty fuck me. This was the first time anything felt inexperienced or uncomfortable. It wasn't bad, per se, but just not amazing. Candy moved to the side of me, and she started sucking on my head, basically just the tip, while Melissa's tits enveloped my shaft and base. I had no idea how, but it was one of the most amazing feelings I have ever received. Candy came up for air and said to Melissa "now" as she looked at my balls. Melissa dropped down, cupped them and began licking and sucking lightly. Candy took the opportunity of fresh dick real estate and began sucking my whole member. The different sensations, warmth, and girls just flooded my head, my body, and clearly, my dick. As my "oh my god!"s grew, they worked harder and deeper, until I came…..right down Candy's throat. Half way through my orgasm, she grabbed Melissa's head and brought it up to suck the remaining cum from me. Melissa couldn't go to deep, lack of practice I assumed, but it was nice. She was a bit more gentle and actually sucked for longer than a girl usually does, due to her gentleness of it. Candy never swallowed, at this point, she just waited. When Melissa had it all, she came up and they began making out again. This time with cum covering their chins and in their mouth. Candy and Melissa kept lips locked and straddled my thighs. It was euphoric, seeing them both sit there, naked, kissing, with my cum on their faces. Melissa began rubbing her clit on my leg as she straddled me. I could feel how wet she was. Candy took my hand and put in on her left breast, while she grabbed her right one. We both played and teased Melissa so badly. She moaned, unable to even open her eyes. Her grinding on my leg became more and more intense till she came. Nearly unable to contain the screaming orgasm, if it wasn't for Candy keeping her mouth occupied and covered, I was sure you could hear her over the music.
Candy pulled a small towel out from the bench, and told us both to clean up, with a smile. She said she'd be back after she got dressed. Melissa and I, sat next to each other, slowly dressing ourselves. We both knew we had this ridiculous smile stuck on our faces. It was a blast, something that neither one of our friends would believe, but surely, they would all be jealous of. So yes, guys, I got to be with Melissa. You can question the validity of the story, but you can't question the hard on that we all have right now, for a girl who isn't even into guys, except on the off chance that you take her to a strip club, after work, and give her some Candy. ;)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/3qdyaj/coworker_strip_club_an_unbelievable_story