Confession: The stripper sucked my(f24) tits while I gripped my boyfriends(24) dick.

So my boyfriend and I have been easing ourselves into the sharing lifestyle. We decide to take a trip to our local strip club. We’ve been here before but our experience was nothing like today.

We walk into a low light setting with red couches. We find a spot and order some drinks, mingle, flirt, look at ass pass by. We both check out this cute ass latina girl. This is my type so whenever we see a girl like this he knows I drool. Anyways, she’s got a thick ass, natural boobs and black hair. (As I type this I realize I’m into girls that look just like me lol.) I don’t think she saw us checking her out but somehow she ended up sitting next to us about 10min later making conversation.

Fuck, as I’m sitting right next to her all I can think of is seeing her tits all over my bfs face. When is she going to offer him a dance?! We talk. Talk. Talk. And then FINALLY! – ya want a private dance?! I already knew my bfs answer and he already knew mine so we both said yes without even looking at each other. She walks us over to this little dark room with a black bench.

Confession: The stripper sucked my tits while I[f] gripped my boyfriends dick.

So my boyfriend and I have been easing ourselves into the sharing lifestyle. We decide to take a trip to our local strip club. We’ve been here before but our experience was nothing like today.

We walk into a low light setting with red couches. We find a spot and order some drinks, mingle, flirt, look at ass pass by. We both check out this cute ass latina girl. This is my type so whenever we see a girl like this he knows I drool. Anyways, she’s got a thick ass, natural boobs and black hair. (As I type this I realize I’m into girls that look just like me lol.) I don’t think she saw us checking her out but somehow she ended up sitting next to us about 10min later making conversation.

Fuck, as I’m sitting right next to her all I can think of is seeing her tits all over my bfs face. When is she going to offer him a dance?! We talk. Talk. Talk. And then FINALLY! – ya want a private dance?! I already knew my bfs answer and he already knew mine so we both said yes without even looking at each other. She walks us over to this little dark room with a black bench.