A Private Dance [FFM]

While it is somewhat fresh in my mind, I invited you to a night in Vegas that turned a fantasy into a reality. Join me on this erotic adventure.

 

Now let me assure you the details of this tale are all true. I know that penthouse letters have let to skepticism in the erotic genre, especially coming from amateurs. But I digress.
My wife and I have recently been sexually exploitative sexually from posting on different NSFW subreddits to live streaming sex online but outside that there was really nothing more. My wife and I are fit for the first time in our lives, I being 325 lbs and her being 220 lbs at our heaviest and just unhealthy, we took a turn for the better and now are in a place where we are both confident and mostly attractive, especially her. But let’s get to it.

 

I had mentioned that a strip club would be a fun way to spend our last night in Vegas, somewhat in jest but mostly to gauge her sexual temperature on the matter. Her eyes lit up with excitement at the notion of heading to a gentleman’s club and I matched her feelings. So I booked us a “Couples Experience” online which consisted of a man who had smoked at least a pound of weed before picking us up in a limo and cover and some drink tickets.

 

We arrived at Non-Descriptive Club to protect the privacy of the parties Involved (Rhymes with Mustler…) at around 10pm and entered. Having never been to a strip club before we walked around for a little while gauging the strippers and what we would do next. We found a seat by the VIP section and sat and had a drink watching the strippers dance on stage. The older bouncer got to talking to us and we very pleasant and asked what kind of girls we were into to. I responded with “big ol’ titties and dem phat asses.” He admired my taste and since a lot of the strippers were more slender, he was off like a knight to bring back an ancient sword in the form of a bomb ass short haired blonde.

 

She greeted us with pleasantries and sat down to small talk asking where we were from and so on. To my great surprise she asked if she cold smoke some weed in the form of a vape pen and since I had left my stash at home I obliged and she offer us some as she sat down on our laps and we smoked. It was weak ass shit but still a fun and new experience.
At this point I wanted to get to it and asked if she wanted to give us our first lap dance. I found out this is fun for strippers, popping our proverbial cherries. So she led us over to a couch and I went first. Having only experienced strip clubs via Rockstar’s masterpiece, GTA V, I thought that touching forbidden. She showed me it wasn’t. Now I know strippers work for cash and are by nature are there to get as much from you as they can but the one, she took care of us. She danced on me for two songs letting me grab, lick and pull. I could tell that my wife was just itching for her turn but I was going to enjoy this. She finished with me and pulled my wife down and started to go to town on her. Grabbing, biting, rubbing. I watched in awe as a scene I never thought I would witness unfolded before me. My wife always asserts she is straight but loves a woman’s body and I this point that was confirmed. Our platinum friend finished up and we paid our dues and went back to our seat.

 

I turned to my spouse and asked her to pick out a girl she was into. Not knowing that a Latina fetish had developed with her, I was surprised when she pointed out three bronze Latin goddesses. My own latin admiration was quite impressed at her choice. She called them over with the help of our bouncer friend and they sat down. Having had lived in Spain I had a handle on the Spanish language, I explained that my wife was very “mojado” for them and that we would like all three of them to take us on. And we were taken south of the border on a train of ass and tits. Sitting next to my wife as they grinding on us, holding the love of my life’s hand, was practically stuffing every last blood cell into my penis. Watching them grab and lick my wife tits and stick their asses and tits in my face is my hope to what heaven could be. I was on cloud nine. But unbeknownst to me the night would go to another level.

 

We returned to our seats. I was more than satisfied with our night out. But we had some extra cash burning a hole in our pocket and decided we would shell out for a private dance. So we sat back and looked for our next encounter. A tight Colombian had been eyeing my wife throughout the night I was drawn to her tattoos. It was agreed. She was the one. Our prey was chosen.
She was finishing us with another patron and we waiting with intense patience. When she was free we approached her. Her face lit up to our surprise and pleasure. I said “My wife is really into you, I want you to give us a private dance” to which she responded “yeeeeeeeeesssssssssss, papi.” At this point I could I thought me erection would burst through my jean. (NOTE TO FIRST TIMERS, DO NOT WEAR JEANS AND LIVE WITH THE MISTAKE I MADE). She took us by the hand to another room with booths. She paid the bartender and led us to our booth at the end of the row. We passed a guy getting an old fashioned from a stripper which she tried unsuccessfully to cover. My interest was peaked. I was anxious to see what was going happen. She sat us down and started with normal business of grinding and rubbing. I could tell she wanted my wife, whether this was genuine or not I couldn’t care less, as she pulled my wife’s breast out from her dress. She then proceeded to invite me to suck on them wife her, I obliged. Things became a blur. We three-way kissed. I rubbed her asshole and pussy and sucked on her tits. Then I realized that my wife’s ecstasy was building, the stripper could feel it to and stuck hand in my wife’s panties. She grabbed my hand to assist her and I felt my wife arch and writhe in pleasure. The stripper and I each took a nipple in our mouths and pushed her over the edge. My wife took turns licking her cum off our fingers.

 

The stripper then asked if she could touch me, my wife obliged. She rubbed my throbbing cock and kissed me deeply. If I had wore sweatpants I would came that instant but let my mistake be your gain. She grinded and dry humped me, licking my cock over my pants all while my wife whispered dirty things in my ear. Now the other stripper must have finished her handy came over to see what was occurring. She was wowed by the scene and our stripper told her to feel my wife’s pussy to see how wet it was, she obliged. This led to my wife start to build again. We switched back over to her and took turns on her until inevitably she came again.

 

At this point she was spent and we started to pump the breaks. We kissed and licked a bit more and finished our session all pleased. She said we should fuck, my wife and I, but we told her we would wait to get back to hotel in fear of causing a scene. One last three way kiss and group session and we tipped the woman had given us the “dance” of a lifetime and called our limo driver.
He picked us up and asked if we would mind another rider who had an emergency. Turns out that upstairs was a male review and a girl had lost her contact after a strippers cock and hit her in the eye severely scratching it. Amazing story on its own.

 

We returned to the hotel and fucked for the next hour in front of our open suite window hoping someone was watching.

While this tale may be mild to some, I will forever treasure my experience in Vegas.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6gw6hd/a_private_dance_ffm