I [F] went to a strip club with my husband [M], and then we put on an accidental show

“We should go to a strip club,” he said, giving me a side eye grin. We had said goodbye to his parents, but we still had five hours or so before our flight.

I sighed. “It’s Tuesday. And it’s not even noon. I’m not sure this sounds like a great idea… how about we just get drinks at the airport.”

He replied, “There’s a place just a few miles from the airport, and the drinks will be way cheaper.”

I couldn’t argue with that logic, so in half an hour, we were pulling up to a nondescript black painted brick building with blacked out windows and a sign that would be neon at nighttime. The parking lot was basically empty, and we saw a dancer getting dropped off for work, all bundled up in leggings and a sweatshirt with her arms full with tote bags.

Inside, we got drinks (very cheap indeed) at a not so shabby bar and settled in at a table. There were a couple of older men milling about, but we pretty much had the place to ourselves. A couple of girls greeted us, and another girl came out to start dancing on stage. I elbowed my husband, “Damn, the dancers here are hot.”

He handed me a stack of singles and said, “Do you want to show them some appreciation?” I watched the girl on stage for a few more moments before walking up, I placed a handful of singles on the stage and said “Hi Gorgeous, I’d love if you could come chat with us when you’re done with your set.” She glanced over my shoulder to my husband and back at me. She smiled and said she would be by shortly.

I sat back down and placed my hand on my husband’s thigh to feel how hard he had gotten, and he pressed himself into my hand. Very soon, the dancer from earlier sat down with us and introduced herself as Jessica. We all had a drink together and chatted a bit. I was getting super turned on as we laughed together, and also at how easy going she was with my husband and I. I asked if we could each get a lap dance. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and said “You sure can.”

My husband told Jessica, “I always let her go first,” and he sat back for the show. When the next song started, Jessica stepped her legs on either side of mine, placed her arms on either side of my face, and teased her nipples along my body as she danced. She turned around, pressed her ass against me and leaned back. My nipples were hard and they brushed against her back as she moved. I glanced over at my husband, and even with his hands at his side, he was so hard I could see the outline of the tip of his cock through his jeans.

When it was time for his dance, Jessica twirled from my lap to his. When she pressed her ass against him, she raised an eyebrow at me and smiled as she ground into his hard dick. My pussy was soaked by this point, and I readjusted in my seat as I watched Jessica tease my husband.

Jessica finished up, but we were just getting started. I grabbed his dick under the table and I could feel that he had been leaking precum. My pussy was aching, but we had drinks to finish. We finished our whiskey and cokes a little too quickly and tried not to grab at each other too much on the way to the rental car.

The sunlight was way too bright, but we tumbled into the car and started making out. The parking lot was still empty, and as my husband grabbed my tits under my shirt, I said, “I want you to fuck me right now.”

We jumped into the back of the rental and tore our pants off. My husband shifted down in the seat and I got on top of him. I was so wet that he slid right in. “Fuck yes,” I moaned as I worked him into me. I rode him until my pussy was soaking wet, and even though the car windows were fogging, I could see that traffic in the lot was clearly picking up.

It was still midday, and there was no mistaking what we were doing. I stopped riding and said, “I think we should go somewhere else.”

As someone pulled in a spot just a few down from us, my husband reluctantly agreed. We got dressed enough to drive and pulled out onto the road. Less than a mile away, we saw an old, extended stay type motel with a parking lot that extended away from the road. We pulled in and saw some dumpsters that we parked behind to obscure us from view.

My husband jumped out of the car, opened my door, and turned me around. He thrust his still hard cock inside me and fucked me over the seat. My thighs were trembling as I reached my fingers for my clit.

My back arched and I worked my ass into my husband as I announced with a loud shout to him and anyone near the airport, “Fuck yes I’m cumming.” He grabbed my hips and fucked me deep and I came so hard, I squirted like a fountain. My pussy contracted so hard, it forced my husband out, and he grabbed his dripping cock and he came all over my ass.

We were both standing in a parking lot, outside a motel, covered in each other’s cum. Before we could even catch out breath, we heard a voice from behind us.

A guy, who had been standing there for who knows how long, gestured his thumb over his shoulder and said, “Hey, I’ve got a room back there if you’re interested.”

My husband looked back and laughed. “Thanks man, but I think I need pants more than a room right now.”

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