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Authors: R. Richard
Tags: Erótica
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isn't too obvious about it, but her eyes seem to linger just a fraction too long when one of the other nude dancers comes back from her turn. I manage to get just a little too close to her after one of my dancing turns and she's rather obviously interested in me.
After we get off work one night, I casually invite her to my apartment for a drink.
She accepts without hesitation and I can see that she realizes that she 's snared me for an evening of sexual fun.
We get back to my place. I pour us a couple of glasses of wine and then sit down opposite her. I'm wearing just a blouse with no bra and a short shirt with no panties. I also wear the garter belt and nylons that are the ‘uniform’ at The Pussycat Lounge. I don’t know exactly why I'm wearing the last items, as we're obviously going to have to get nude before we have sex, but the fetish stuff just seems so right!
I'm on display and she realizes it with appreciation and anticipation. My instincts were right again!
I don't want to tip her off to the private party opportunity. Thus, I manage to explain to her that I have a paid date lined up with a lady who's the wife of one of my customers.
The lady seems puzzled as to why I would discuss the date with her.
I explain, “I'm willing to take the date for the money, but I have never had sex with a woman before and I'm a little lost.”
The lady’s eyes glitter with the spark of a predator closing in for the kill! She tells me, “Well, you obviously need some basic training.”
She gets up from her seat and I also rise. I'm sort of dreading the experience, but I'm also very excited. I lead her into my bedroom and turn to ask her what we're going to do next.
She fondles my breast through my sheer blouse and then tongue kisses me.
I try to tongue kiss back, but she conquers me and I surrender to her as I feel her soft fingers gently probing under my short skirt at my wet pussy.
She then moves back and we begin to strip. I get my blouse and skirt off despite the fact that my hands are shaking like a young girl stripping for her first screw.
The other girl is only topless and she reaches out and moves my hand to her breast.
It's the first time I have ever felt a breast, other than my own. I caress the fullness of her and then gently rub her aureole with my thumb, as customers in the club have done to me.
She responds strongly and tells me, in a husky voice, to strip nude for her. I sit down on a chair, take off my shoes and then remove my nylons slowly and sensuously. Just from habit, I make sure that she gets the same views of my pussy that a back room customer would back at The Pussycat Lounge. She seems to enjoy it, just as the male customers do.
She then removes her skirt, panties and shoes and then begins to caress her own pussy while she continues to watch me strip my nylons. At soon as I have my nylons off, she can wait no longer and she gets me up and pushes me back on my bed.
She lowers her face to my pussy and begins to gently trace the outside of my pussy lips with her warm probing tongue.
I'm shocked by the idea that a woman is licking my pussy, but I'm also more excited that I thought I would be. I can hear ragged breathing and I'm surprised when I realize the sound is coming from me and I'm so involved with the other girl’s licking of my pussy that I didn't even realize the full extent of my involvement.
The lady continues to lick my pussy lips and even to flick her tongue into my hot, wet pussy. I'm so turned on that I begin to buck my hips against her questing attack on my pussy! She licks harder and thrusts her tongue deeper and then suddenly licks my clit!
I climax like a firecracker! I hear myself moan in orgasm as if I were listening to some other woman surrendering herself.
The lady slides up alongside me, pausing to lick and suck on my nipples and to arouse me again. Then she moves up and French kisses me again and I
After we get off work one night, I casually invite her to my apartment for a drink.
She accepts without hesitation and I can see that she realizes that she 's snared me for an evening of sexual fun.
We get back to my place. I pour us a couple of glasses of wine and then sit down opposite her. I'm wearing just a blouse with no bra and a short shirt with no panties. I also wear the garter belt and nylons that are the ‘uniform’ at The Pussycat Lounge. I don’t know exactly why I'm wearing the last items, as we're obviously going to have to get nude before we have sex, but the fetish stuff just seems so right!
I'm on display and she realizes it with appreciation and anticipation. My instincts were right again!
I don't want to tip her off to the private party opportunity. Thus, I manage to explain to her that I have a paid date lined up with a lady who's the wife of one of my customers.
The lady seems puzzled as to why I would discuss the date with her.
I explain, “I'm willing to take the date for the money, but I have never had sex with a woman before and I'm a little lost.”
The lady’s eyes glitter with the spark of a predator closing in for the kill! She tells me, “Well, you obviously need some basic training.”
She gets up from her seat and I also rise. I'm sort of dreading the experience, but I'm also very excited. I lead her into my bedroom and turn to ask her what we're going to do next.
She fondles my breast through my sheer blouse and then tongue kisses me.
I try to tongue kiss back, but she conquers me and I surrender to her as I feel her soft fingers gently probing under my short skirt at my wet pussy.
She then moves back and we begin to strip. I get my blouse and skirt off despite the fact that my hands are shaking like a young girl stripping for her first screw.
The other girl is only topless and she reaches out and moves my hand to her breast.
It's the first time I have ever felt a breast, other than my own. I caress the fullness of her and then gently rub her aureole with my thumb, as customers in the club have done to me.
She responds strongly and tells me, in a husky voice, to strip nude for her. I sit down on a chair, take off my shoes and then remove my nylons slowly and sensuously. Just from habit, I make sure that she gets the same views of my pussy that a back room customer would back at The Pussycat Lounge. She seems to enjoy it, just as the male customers do.
She then removes her skirt, panties and shoes and then begins to caress her own pussy while she continues to watch me strip my nylons. At soon as I have my nylons off, she can wait no longer and she gets me up and pushes me back on my bed.
She lowers her face to my pussy and begins to gently trace the outside of my pussy lips with her warm probing tongue.
I'm shocked by the idea that a woman is licking my pussy, but I'm also more excited that I thought I would be. I can hear ragged breathing and I'm surprised when I realize the sound is coming from me and I'm so involved with the other girl’s licking of my pussy that I didn't even realize the full extent of my involvement.
The lady continues to lick my pussy lips and even to flick her tongue into my hot, wet pussy. I'm so turned on that I begin to buck my hips against her questing attack on my pussy! She licks harder and thrusts her tongue deeper and then suddenly licks my clit!
I climax like a firecracker! I hear myself moan in orgasm as if I were listening to some other woman surrendering herself.
The lady slides up alongside me, pausing to lick and suck on my nipples and to arouse me again. Then she moves up and French kisses me again and I
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