A night at the strip club [MFF]

We had done it a couple of times before. The first time was tame. We watched the girls dance, and he got a lap dance. It was fun to watch him turned on. Great sex followed. The second time, we were a bit bolder. I made out with a dude and we each got a lap dance. She was a bit more hands-on with me than with him… she touched my crotch, pretended to give me oral. But my pants stayed on. He watched the show and got a lap dance. Again, this led to some incredible sex when we got home and piqued our curiosity just enough to try it again, with bolder expectations. And tonight, we filled them. We dressed for the occasion. Me in my black corset under my jacket with tight jeans that made my ass look great! He wore his white crisp dress shirt and slacks. We hop in an Uber and are off.

We arrived at around 10:00 pm, ready to have fun. My eyes take a few seconds to adjust. It’s dark, with lights focusing on the stage. I hear the familiar male voice over the speaker system, announcing the next woman to be on stage. We don’t see any other women here that aren’t dancers. I catch Tom checking out the girls walking around in their outfits, and soon, I am too. I do have a thing for girls and exploring here has been a nice way to indulge without going in too deep. Transactional. But it works. The strippers are a variety of shapes and sizes, and I like that. Their outfits are diverse—some traipse around in a bra and thong, others are in tight, stretchy short dresses, and others in more elaborate costumes. What they all have in common is confidence, and its sexy.

We take seats near the stage, and soon, I’m not just glancing, I’m full-on checking them out. One catches my eye- she’s wearing a little plaid skirt and a white crop top button up, and I can see her lacy black bra underneath. I look her up and down. She must have notices, because soon, she’s leaning over us. “Hi there. First time?” It’s not, I tell her. “My name’s Madison, but you can call me Maddy.” She tells me that she loves it when couples come into the club, and that she’ll try to make sure I have a great time. She kisses me on the cheek, winks at Tom, and rubs my thigh. “My song’s up soon, so let’s chat again after I dance.” We get drinks as the next dancer, Crystal, takes the stage. The first woman’s routine is elaborate, making great use of the pole, and showing off her muscular body. She crawls over to me, smiles. I smile back, and put $5 in her bra, and point at Tom. She smiles, crawls over and rubs her tits in his face. I kinds wish it was me. But it’s fun to watch. I feel surprisingly relaxed and comfortable. After her set, the announcer calls for Summer, who takes the stage. I’m a bit bolder now, and when she crawls over to me, I tell her to come back when she’s full naked. Soon, she gets, there, and I give her $10 and point at Tom again. She slides to edge of the stage, wraps her legs around his neck, and thrusts her pussy into his face. It’s both funny and exciting. These little bits of intimacy have me getting excited.

Next, it’s Maddy’s turn. She takes the stage in her kilt and crop top, with a white jean jacket over it. I swear she doesn’t take her eyes of me and Tom the whole time. She said the wanted me to feel comfortable, and I do. There must be other people in the club, but I don’t care. At this moment, all I see are Tom and Maddy. Maddy takes off each of her top clothes, gyrating to the music and I’m getting so turned on. She doesn’t use the pole, so I can focus on her sensuality. I look at her nice firm ass and imagine caressing it. Her kilt comes off, and she’s dancing in just a G-string which gives me a great look at her nice firm ass. I spy Tom out of the corner of my eye, and he’s beckoning her over. He slides some money in her G-string and says something to her. Then she looks over at me and crawls over my way. “Come on stage, baby” she says, and she kneels back and extends her hands to help me climb up. I look over at Tom, and he nods. I’m on stage with her. She sits me in a chair, spreads my legs, and asks if she can take off my top- I tell her I can’t really, given my choice of attire, but she can take off my coat. I do, and she spreads her legs on either side of mine, and leans in, so that her breasts touch my chest. “Is this ok?” I nod. “So, they’ll really like it… and your guy will… if I kiss you. Are you ok with a quick make out sesh?” I nod. And she kisses me. I love how she does it, and after she finishes, I know just what we’re going to do after her dance is over. When her final song comes on, she strips off her skirt and thong, and grinds her ass into my crotch. When her song ends, she stuffs her G-string down my bra, and whispers, “I’ll get this back later,” with a wink. Her song ends, and I put my clothes back on and sit back down. I look down at Tom, who can’t stop staring.

I sit back down and pull her G-string out of my top and show it Tom. He gives me a sly smile, and I put it back in. We get another drink, and soon, I spy Maddy back on the floor. She’s changed back into her plaid skirt and comes over to sit on my lap. “Did you like that?”, she directs the question to both of us, as she grinds into my lap. I tell her yes and ask her if she wants her underwear back. “Let’s talk about that in the V.I.P room,” she says. I look over at Tom, who glances towards the back as well. “But first, a treat for him.” She jumps off me and moves over to Tom and rubs her ass on his crotch. She looks over at me with a playful, evil grin, mouthing “he’s hard”. She turns around now, bending over, her face inches from his crotch, giving me a nice view of her ass, as her plaid skirt rides up, revealing a black thong. I guess she brings a spare! She mouths “Let’s go,” to me, and she takes Tom’s hands and leads him with her. I follow, and we walk to the back room. Tom pays the bouncer, and we get inside.

The music is quieter here, and she takes us to a spot where there’s a nice velvet couch, with room for us both. She beckons for us both to sit side by side. “Ok, guys. So, the rules are a bit relaxed in here, but let me be in charge ok? I’ll make sure we all have a great time.” We nod and look at each other. She comes over, and using her knees, spreads my legs, then Tom’s. “Is my thong still in your bra, Jane?” I nod. “Good. Leave it there for now.” And she starts her dance. She slithers between my legs, her breath inches from my face at times, and at other times, I feel it near my crotch as she goes up and down, before doing the same thing to Tom. She gets off him, and pushes our heads towards each other, commanding us to kiss. Easy! I’m getting so turned on. She takes my hand and places it on his crotch, and I feel his hard dick and warmth through his slacks. She kneels between my legs, and I feel her hands unbuttoning my jeans. I gasp and break my kiss. “It’s alright, sweetie. You’ve paid for this, and I’m in charge. Just enjoy.” She comes up, and pushes me back to Tom, “keep kissing him.” She unbuttons my pants and pulls them down and off. I feel so exposed but turned on. She then kneels between Tom’s legs, takes off his belt and pulls his trousers down, revealing his boxer briefs. I spy a bit of glistening pre-come as I glance down at his hard dick.

She comes over to Tom now, unbuttons his shirt, and takes it off. He sits in just his briefs, me in just a corset and thong. She steps back, admiring us. She asks Tom to stand, and motions for him to sit a comfy chair that I now notice is behind her, facing the couch. “Your turn to watch, again, sweetie,” she says to him. “Don’t touch yourself. Girls come first.” She backs up into me, grinding her ass into my crotch, and swaying to the music. Steadying her arms against the chair, she bends over and starts to move her ass in a circle. Her dress slides up, and I catch a glimpse of her perfect ass, with a tiny string leaving very little to the imagination. She backs into me, and grinds her bum just inches from my face, then into my nose, before squatting down and sitting on my lap. I cannot believe how smooth and soft her skin is—it’s amazing! She grabs my hands and puts them on her ass over her skirt, then asks me to unclip it. I do that and her skirt falls to the floor, revealing her thong-(un)covered ass. It’s beautiful, and she lets me hold onto it. She writhes back onto me, then turns around, straddling me. She puts my arms around her back, and asks me to take off her bra, and I unclasp it. She grinds against me, and rubs her tits in my face, then bends over and rubs her ass over my body and face. I giggle, but I’m also super turned on. I look at Tom, and he can’t take his eyes off us. She turns around, straddles me again, and reaches into my bra, pulling out the thong. She holds it to my face, and then takes it over to Tom, and stuffs it into his mouth. She bends over, facing him, giving me a great view of her ass, and slides her thong down. She turns around, and then without warning, shoves it into my mouth. My first instinct is to spit it out, but she says “don’t”. I don’t, and with my next breath, I inhale her scent. It’s all sex.

She grinds her ass into my crotch for a long time, and I almost come from it. She comes up, kisses me with the thong still in my mouth. It’s small enough that I can still breathe, and sexy enough that I don’t want it to not be there. She then kneels between my legs and starts kissing my thighs and across my beltline, just above my thong. She must be able to smell how aroused I am. And that turns me on. I squirm and moan, looking right at Tom. I can tell he’s super turned on. She keeps kissing me and caressing my thighs. It feels so good. Different from what Tom does. Softer and gentler. She comes up, and we kiss. She breaks the kiss and takes my hand, lifts my panties, and places it there. “Time for your first orgasm, honey. Do what you need, while you watch us. But leave that thong in your mouth.” And she’s over to Tom now. She grinds against him with her ass, leaning back and writhing against him. Then she straddles him, takes the thong out of his mouth, and starts making out with him. I can’t help myself, and come in seconds, grunting, and moaning. She comes back to me now, and winks.

She slides in close to me and asks if I’m ready for another. I tell her I am, and she says, “good”. She takes the thong out of my mouth and grabs the hand I just fingered myself with and brings it to her face, and inhales deeply. She then puts my hand in my mouth and forces me to suck my juices off. She kneels between my legs, and again, kisses me across my waist band. I’m fucking soaked, and she knows it. She grabs the waistband of my thong and pulls it off. She sniffs it, grins, then makes me do the same. She kneels between my legs but doesn’t touch me or lick me yet. Just stays there. I feel her warmth, and I’m sure she feels mine. “You’re super wet, sweetie.” And that just makes me wetter. She then starts to lick me, slowly. Taking care to take in every fold and crevice. I start to shake, and she spends a good long time licking before even touching my clit. She then gets up, and goes over to Tom, and kisses him. Turns me on so much to know that he’s tasting me on her lips and tongue.

She comes back to between my legs, and now starts to focus on my clit, sucking it, licking it, and making me feel so good. It isn’t long before I’ve come again, as my legs shake, and clamp around her. She looks up at me and winks. As I sit in post-orgasmic bliss, she turns her attention to Tom. She pulls down his boxer briefs, and does the same thing putting them to her face and inhaling his scent, before bringing it to me. I do the same but can’t help but lick up his pre-come. Then, she’s back to him, going down on him. She licks his balls, his shaft, and takes him in her mouth. I hear her gag. She comes up for air, and then asks us to switch places. Tom, Hard as a rock, dick glistening, takes a spot on the couch next to me. “Kiss him,” she commands, and I do. She goes down on him again, and my kisses become more passionate as I stifle his moans of pleasure. Soon, he breaks his kiss, and pulls her off. “I’m going to come,” he says. “That’s the point,” says Maddy. “But…” “NO buts, sweetie. My rules.”

She then climbs up on the couch, kneeling over me, and positioning herself so that her ass is on my lap, and her mouth can reach Tom. “Touch me,” she commands me, as she goes down to suck him again. I knead her ass while I kiss Tom, and I know he’s getting super close. Before long, I hear him mumble something about coming, and he moans. I sense her convulse as he comes, filling her mouth. She comes up, and straddles me, and I smell his come on her mouth and face. She leans in and kisses me and shares his come. After it’s all in my mouth, I swallow. “We’re not done yet, baby.”

She stands up now, so that her crotch is in front of my face. She grinds herself into me. “Lick me, baby” she commands, and I do. She reaches down, and grabs her thong that she took of earlier, and rubs them against her pussy, and pulls my head close into her crotch. She moves away for a moment and allows me to see her stuff her G-string inside her. “Take it out with your teeth, baby”. I grab her butt with both hands, and as best I can, I take it between my teeth and pull it out, leaving it hanging in my teeth. She reaches to a side table and gets some lube and puts it on herself. While she does this, she moves my hands to her ass, and around. “Finger me, baby.” Tom is spent, next to us. I do as I’m told. “Make me come.” And I finger her as she writhes against me, kissing me, caressing me. I slide my hands over her mound, and inside her. She reaches down, and skillfully spreads my fingers, and puts one in her tight asshole, which she lubed up. I keep fingering her and kissing her and soon, she’s bucking against my fingers and coming. She takes my fingers out and puts them in Tom’s mouth, and he licks them clean.

She gets off, stands between my legs, takes the G-string out of my mouth, and fashions it into a gag! She ties it behind my head, and then puts my hands on my knees. She backs off for a moment and grabs a towel. “Scooch up, sweetie,” she commands, and she slides a towel under me, presumably to take care of my wetness. She kneels between my legs and starts to lick my thighs before focusing her attention on my pussy again. I can’t believe how much attention I’m getting. Tom’s recovered now, and I spy him stroking himself. I writhe in my seat; my moans barely stifled by my most intimate gag. Her fingers join her mouth soon, and I start to writhe harder, and grind against her. I’m about ready to explode. But then, she changes rhythm. She’s going for my g-spot. I look at Tom, nervously. “Just go with it, Jane.” I know that her fingers are going to send me over the edge. I know what to expect, and I try and warn her.

She doesn’t listen. I then catch Tom now standing on the couch. He’s stroking his cock, and he gently moves my mouth towards him. He opens my mouth and slides his cock into it. I taste pussy and dick, and I’m losing my mind. I try and suck him, but he must do the work. He jerks himself off and fills my mouth. And that does it. His warm come in my mouth helps the pressure starts to build, I start to tingle. I scream, and shake, and soon, I’m releasing my come on her face. And the towel. And the chair. And probably the floor. I moan and tears stream down my face. But she doesn’t care. “Good job, girl.” she says, and when I’m spent, she climbs up and kisses me. Her face, neck, and breasts are covered in my orgasm. We sit there for a while, holding each other in a sweaty, orgasmic mess.

“There are showers in the back. You can use them.” We clean up and return to get dressed. She kisses both of us good night and leads us down the stairs and makes sure we have an Uber home. As we sit in the car, I reach into the pocket of my jeans. I pull out a black thong. It’s not mine Tom reaches into his pocket and finds the same thing. It’s not his either.

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