Loading...I was putting the finishing touches on a website I developed for a multi-national corporation. I had spent the last year of my life on it and was pretty proud of it. I sat back in my chair and thought about the last year.
It started with my divorce. I married right out of college, which was too soon and lasted only two years. I was bummed about it in the beginning, but realized it was the best for all.
I dealt with the divorce by burying myself in the website. I managed to go on a few dates, but I really wasn’t in to it. If I wasn’t working I was at the gym. Work kept me mentally busy while the gym kept me physically busy.
Now the website was a week from being finished and it was time for me to stock once again and decide what I wanted to do next. But before I started that, I wanted to celebrate the completion of the website. It was a major goal and warranted recognition.
I wasn’t currently seeing anyone. I didn’t really feel like a date anyway. I was not in the mood to have polite conversation and pretend that whatever she was saying was interesting. Let’s face it, usually it’s not.
No, I felt more like tying one on, letting loose and not having to worry about what I said or did. I just wanted to have some fun.
I remembered a place I had gone to several months earlier. I’m not a big fan of strip clubs, but sometimes they really hit the spot. Now if I’m going to drop some cash to see naked women, they have to be good looking. Most places were hit and miss. The place I was thinking about had the most beautiful women I had ever seen. It was a classy place and outrageously expensive. That’s one of the reasons I hadn’t been back. But tonight I didn’t care about the money. The more I thought about it, the more I realized this place was just what I had in mind.
I put on a nice pair of slacks and dress shirt and headed out. I walked into the place and it was just as I remembered it. The interior was very nice, very upper class and the girls, every single one of them, were absolutely gorgeous. The waitresses wore French maid costumes with fluffy petticoats, black stockings and spike high heels. The fantasy’s started popping into my head as my eyes darted from one to the next making my way to a table.
My table was halfway between three different stages. I could easily see them all from where I was sitting. The dancers wore erotic costumes. Now these weren’t your cheap Halloween costumes. No, these costumes appeared to be hand tailored for each girl as they fit perfectly. And each costume was altered to exaggerate the erotic nature of the character being portrayed.
It was like walking into a dream, an erotic dream. My thoughts went from a harem tent to a tavern in old England to a disco in the seventies. Each thought shared the same reality, beautiful women whose only thought was to please me sexually.
The waitress, a stunning blonde, came to get my drink order. After my eyes consumed her bountiful breasts barely contained within her low cut top, I managed to order a whiskey. She gave me a lustful leer that caused a stir in my slacks and walked away. I congratulated myself on making the right choice of establishments and shifted to my eyes to the main stage.
And what I saw was Santa’s little helper complete with red satin mini skirt trimmed in white fur, cute little crop top with a red hood also trimmed in white fur. She was wearing red and white stripped stockings that were held in place by black garter straps.
She was simply gorgeous. She looked so cute, and yet nasty hot, in her little erotic costume. I knew instantly I would dream of her for weeks to come.
The guys approached the stage with money in their hand drooling over her every move. And she knew just how to play them. She removed piece after piece of that little erotic costume while stuffing the bills in her thong.
I fantasized about having a wife that looked like that, dressed like that on certain occasions when she wanted to spice things up.
Great fantasy. But let’s face it. There is not a wife in the world that looks like that. That’s why those guys were here instead of at home. I took a sip of my drink and watched as she collected bill after bill from them. They would go home horny and their wives would have a night full of sex. It was a win-win.
As hard as it was, I shifted my eyes to the next stage where I found a stunningly beautiful brunette. I didn’t know what her costume was as she had already removed it. Her highly tanned body was clothed in a simple red lace g-string with a matching feather tucked into her hair held by a diamond clasp. She had a single purple ribbon tied around her neck in choker fashion, but the ribbon was much more suggestive and erotic than any choker I had ever seen. She had another purple ribbon tied around her thigh drawing attention to her perfectly shaped legs.
But it was her face, her big brown eyes that absolutely destroyed me. She had a way of looking right into your soul. Her lips were perfectly curved, pouty and sexy as hell. She seemed out of place on that stage. Her beauty certainly wasn’t out of place, but I saw intelligence in those eyes that didn’t seem to fit this environment.
The way she moved was hypnotic. Her lean body was the pinnacle of sensuality. Her facial expressions were sultry and provocative. I’m not one to give cash to dancers, but I couldn’t resist her.
I found myself getting to my feet and taking my place at the foot of the stage with the other drooling idiots. I pulled a twenty and waited my turn. I watched as she worked her way down the line finally making it to me.
Those eyes pierced right through me capturing my inner most desires. She shimmed down and pushed those perfect breasts against my face. It was pure heaven. I tucked my twenty into her g-string as I asked her name. “Gina,” she said simply. And with a final look, she moved to the next guy.
I went back to my table and ordered another drink. I saw her later working the room. She was fully dressed now, if you could call it that, wearing a saloon girl costume. The red satin complimented her complexion very nicely. She moved like a cat on the prowl. She caught me staring at her and joined me at my table.
“Hey Handsome. You look lonely sitting here all by yourself. Want some company?”
“Absolutely. May I buy you a drink?” I asked as the waitress came over.
“Fuzzy navel,” she said. I ordered and turned my attention back to Gina.
“You look really good in that costume,” I said with a smile.
She batted her eyelashes at me, broke a subtle smile across those pouty lips and said, “Why thank you.” My heart melted right then and there. “Would it be enough to get your six guns blaring?”
“Yes it would,” I said. “I wouldn’t let the bad guys get you.”
“But what if I wanted a bad guy to get me,” she asked with a sly smile. I didn’t have an answer for that. My flirting skills were no match for hers. She wrapped her arm inside on mine and gave me a smile, “Mm, feels like somebody goes to the gym.”
“Yeah…I like to workout.”
“I bet you have a six pack in there too, don’t you?”
I figured she was just giving me compliments. She probably said the same thing to every guy in the place.
“More like five and half,” I joked. I didn’t want to sound conceded. “I bet you are no stranger to a gym with a body like that.”
She smiled and squeezed my arm. I’m sure she heard that a million times a night. She was gorgeous. And you didn’t have a body like that if you didn’t work at it. I cursed myself for being so predictable.
The blonde who had been on the main stage walked by and Gina grabbed her arm, “Hey Lisa…come join me and Handsome.”
Lisa gave me the once over and smiled. She pulled up a chair on my other side and sat down. “Well hi there Handsome.”
“Check out these arms,” Gina said to her.
Lisa wrapped her fingers around my other arm and squeezed. “Nice, very nice.” She gave me a dreamy look and said, “I bet you look really good…naked.” I felt my face turn red. I was not used to being the center of attention. It didn’t seem right given the two beautiful women sitting with me.
“And he has the cutest little bubble ass,” Gina continued.
Lisa smiled, “Yeah I saw it when he walked in. You don’t see that too often.”
I saw this little look they exchanged between them. They really did think I had a cute ass.
“But what’s he packing down below?” Lisa said looking me in the eye. She ran her tongue across her bottom lip and slipped her hand into my lap, “Oooh…you have a nice one Handsome.”
No sooner had she said that when I felt a hand slide in from the other side. Gina did more than run her hand along my cock. She actually took it between her fingers and squeezed it. And that squeeze started things going.
“Very nice indeed,” Gina said feeling it swell.
I felt her hand melt away only to be replaced by Lisa’s. I felt her finger trace around the head of my cock which only made me harder. “Mmm nice. How big are you Handsome?”
I could feel my face turn red again.
“Come on…I know you know. Guys always measure themselves. Tell me.”
“Seven inches.”
“Mmm…seven inches with a cute ass. You got possibilities Handsome…real possibilities,” Lisa smiled getting to her feet. “See you later baby,” she said to Gina.
“Do you want a lap dance Handsome?” Gina asked looking into my eyes.
“Yeah, that sounds great.” I knew it would be expensive, but she was well worth it.
She grabbed my hand and walked me back to the private area and planted me down on a couch. She started working me over with that killer body of hers. She eased her perfect ass down my body and felt my hardness. She smiled as she rubbed against it several times bringing me to the edge of orgasm stopping just in time before I exploded.
She could see how excited I was. She gave me a knowing smile and slipped her finger past my lips. She waited to feel my tongue, which naturally began caressing her finger. She continued to dance while working her finger back and forth sensuously across my lips. I stared into her eyes as I sucked and caressed her finger the best way I knew how. To say it was a sexual moment doesn’t begin to describe it.
Towards the end of the song she removed her finger before leaning in and taking a quick lick of my nose,” I like the way you did that,” she said with a sexy leer. She lowered herself to my erection, pushed against it in a way making it clear she knew I was hard, “Mmm…so many possibilities.”
I was beside myself. I was smitten. I knew she was way out of my class. A girl like her could get any guy she wanted. But I wanted her. I wanted to at least try.
I reached into my wallet and pulled out two twenties, one for the dance, one for the tip. She stuffed them into her g-string. I wanted to kiss her in the worst way. I wasn’t sure if that was permitted.
“I like you Handsome,” she said easing her arm inside of mine. She walked me back out to the table we had been with her friend. We sat down and I felt her hand ease into my lap. She brushed up against my erection, gave me a discreet smile. She casually rubbed her hand against it as if it wasn’t a big deal.
But it was a big deal. I was so horny I was worried I might actually climax in my freaking underwear.
“Do you want to play with me?” she asked sultrily. Her nipples were hard and poking through her costume.
I looked into those big brown eyes and thanked my lucky stars. “Yeah…that sounds nice.”
“You have no idea how nice…” she said running her tongue over her painted lips. “I don’t get off for several more hours. I don’t think you are going to last,” she grinned squeezing my throbbing cock.
“Mmm,” I moaned closing my eyes. It took all the concentration I could muster not to blow a load right then and there.
Our drinks showed up and I paid the waitress. Gina reached into my glass for some ice cubes. She looked to see if anyone was watching. No one was paying any attention to us with so many beautiful girls around. She pulled my pants out and jammed her hand down into my underwear.
“Ahhhh,” I jumped feeling the cold ice against my throbbing erection. I did my best not to jerk around as she held that ice against my rapidly deflating cock. Once I was shriveled up to nothing she reached for her purse and pulled something out.
She handed it to me and said, “Go in the bathroom and put that on. That way I know you will have something left for me when I get off,” she smiled. “And don’t worry Handsome, I have the key.” She raised her hand to her necklace. I noticed for the first time the key hanging from it. She pushed the thing into my hand and pointed to the men’s room.
I walked into the men’s room and locked myself in a stall. I opened my hand to see what she had given me. I had never seen anything like it before. It was a clear acrylic tube with a collar attached at the end. The collar had a latch with a tiny padlock hanging off of it. It took a minute for me to figure it out. But then it clicked.
I felt my face grow flush. Was I ready for this? I thought about Gina for about half a second and started unzipping my pants.
It was easy getting my dick into the thing with it being all shriveled up. Once I was stuffed into it I opened the collar and clamped it behind my scrotum. Then I took the little padlock and slipped it in the latch and locked it.
I ran my hand over the thing checking the fit. I wanted to make sure I did it right. It was snug; there was no doubt about that. My balls were free, but my dick was totally encapsulated inside that small tube. The little lock sat on top. It pretty much summed everything up.
There was a moment of pure panic as I realized what I had done. But then I thought about the key around Gina’s neck and smiled. I couldn’t wait to watch her bend down to unlock me. I could just imagine the wonderful things she would do to my cock in the process.
I pulled my pants back up and looked at my crotch. You couldn’t tell a thing. I headed back to our table. She was waiting for me with new drinks. Her eyes studied me as I sat down.
She went right to the device. Her fingers searched around for the tiny padlock and made sure it was in place. I started getting aroused the second I felt her fingernail toying with my balls. But that glorious feeling was immediately interrupted as my expanding cock was halted by the unforgiving constraint.
Suddenly it was very clear how it worked. No erections.
Gina saw the look on my face and smiled. “You belong to me now, don’t you Handsome?”
She got to her feet and straddled my lap. She wiggled that perfect ass against my body making her way down my torso. I watched that incredible body of hers as she moved like the wind over water. Once again I felt myself trying to expand only to be prevented by the device.
The device was simple in design, but so very effective. My brain was a confusion of arousal and frustration. I was so horny. Knowing I couldn’t have an erection just made me want one that much more. It was divine torture.
Gina seemed to take particular interest in my crotch now that it was caged. She would hover over my lap swaying her hips. It seemed to me she was using the hardness of the device to rub herself. The smell of her perfume, the warmth of her body was incredibly stimulating, but all I felt was the continued pain of my cock trying to expand without success.
Once the music stopped she gathered her things and said, “I have to dance on the main stage now. Enjoy yourself Handsome. I’ll tell the other girls you belong to me tonight,” she said fingering her key. “They will take care of you.”
I could only smile hearing her words. I belonged to her.
I watched Gina whisper to several girls on her way to the main stage. Each one looked over their shoulder at me and smiled.
The music started up and I watched as Gina came out from behind the curtains. I loved the way she walked, the way her hips moved from side to side. Guys started lining up around the stage with money in their hands drooling. I had done it too. I just smiled. She was going home with me tonight. I could feel the proof in my crotch.
Lisa was the first to come by. She wasted no time swinging her long beautiful leg over my body and riding my crotch like a horse in time with the music. I knew she had to feel the hardness of the device. Not only did she feel it, she was rubbing her pussy against it. I sat back and smiled as her breathing labored and her nipples stiffened.
I would have sworn she was close to orgasm. She took particular interest humping that device, swaying her hips from side to side. My cock was constantly trying to grow. And it was constantly being denied. It was a bitter sweet pain.
The song finished and Lisa climbed off my lap. I looked into her eyes and saw just how horny she was. She bent down and gave me a quick peck, “Bye Handsome…”
I watched her walk off. She had the nicest legs. I smiled knowing at that very moment her pussy was wet as hell. And my cock would have been hard as hell had it not been for the device choking the very excitement right out of it.
My hand trailed down to my crotch. My fingers unconsciously felt the device. I was so horny. That thing intensified everything. I wanted to feel my cock so bad.
Another girl came up and climbed on my lap. “Hi Handsome,” she said before sticking her nipple in my mouth. I felt her body start to sway and move with the music. Just like Lisa she worked her way down to my lap, found that hard device with her ass and started grinding against it.
I was in heaven.
Somehow that device transformed me into king of the strippers. One by one they came by my table rubbing themselves, some closer to orgasm than others, before moving on and letting the next have her turn. My drink never ran dry.
The attention I received from the ladies continuously stirred my loins only to be prevented by the solid device choking off any erection I might attain. I thought of the key around Gina’s neck and looked at my watch. I had many hours to go before any chance of freedom. I rubbed my hand over that thing wondering if I was going to make it.
I watched as Gina made her way back to my table. I loved the way her hips swayed as she walked. This time her g-string was overflowing with money.
She sat beside me and put her purse on the table. She took a sip from her drink and ran her hand through my lap. I felt her fingers move along the hard shell that encased my cock. She traced along my balls teasing the now sensitive flesh.
“How are you doing Handsome?”
I wasn’t sure if I should tell her how great it was being the center of attention from all the ladies or if I should mention that I was going out of my mind because I was horny as hell and couldn’t achieve an erection. My guess was that she knew both.
“Good,” I smiled.
She scanned my face trying to judge if I meant it or was just saying so. I’m not sure what she finally decided. She grabbed her purse and started stuffing it with bills from her g-string. As her roll got bigger I realized that she was making tons of money, all cash. Half the guys in the club had been drooling over her. Every guy there wanted to fuck her, fuck her bad, but it was me that would have that privilege tonight. I couldn’t keep the smile from my face.
She finished stuffing her purse with cash and put it back on the table. She took a sip from her drink and looked around the club checking out the action. Then she eased her arm inside of mine and snuggled up against me. I could see several guys watching us, well, watching her. I could see the look on their face as they realized they had no chance with her for the evening. She noticed too.
“You are costing me a boat load of money Handsome,” she smiled seductively. I could only imagine. She took another sip of her drink and said, “Tell me have you ever sucked cock?”
“No,” I quickly answered. “It’s not on my list of things to do.”
“That’s just what I thought you would say. You don’t look like the cock sucking type,” she smiled. “But you could be. And you know what?” she said running her finger along my lips, “It’s really not bad once you try it.”
What!? I raised my eyebrows. It was not what I was expecting her to say, not by a long shot.
“Here’s what we are going to do. See that guy sitting over there against the wall?” she said not waiting for an answer. “I’m going to give him a lap dance. Now this lap dance is going to be so fucking hot his cock will be throbbing by the time I’m through. And when I am through I’m going to tell him to go into the bathroom, to the last stall where he will find you. And you are going to suck that throbbing cock of his. Believe me it won’t take long to make him cum. If you swallow real fast you will hardly notice. Be sure to get at least a hundred bucks from him.”
I was completely dumbfounded. I looked at her and said, “You must have misunderstood. I said I had NO interest in sucking cock.”
“Oh everybody says that before they try it,” she said. But the look on my face didn’t change. She looked around the club once again. “You don’t understand. You see that black guy over there by the door?” I looked and saw the bouncer she was pointing to. He was huge even for a bouncer. “The key around my neck doesn’t go to your crotch. The real key is in his pocket. And it’s going to cost you a grand to get it. Do you have a grand…cash?”
“No, of course not!” I said stunned at the turn of events.
“I didn’t think so,” she said. “I’m just trying to help you out. We all have to pay.”
“But, but…” I said scrambling to find words.
“Look, have another drink,” she said signaling the waitress. “I will go over there when the next song starts. You go to the bathroom and wait. It’s not so bad…you’ll see.”
I watched as she rose to her feet and walked away. A drink landed on my table and I gulped it down. I had already had a few, but I was still sober enough to comprehend my situation. And I didn’t like it.
The next song seemed to start immediately. I watched as Gina waltzed over to the guy’s table. She leaned down to whisper in his ear. I knew what she was saying to him. She had said it to me. And sure enough the guy smiled and reached for his wallet.
I watched as Gina positioned her legs on each side of him and started doing that dance. It was the dance that got this all started. She turned so that she was looking at me while rubbing her ass on his crotch. She gave me a knowing smile, ran her tongue over her lips suggestively and tilted her head towards the bathrooms.
Shit! I grabbed my drink and drained it dry. Then I rose to my feet and walked to the bathroom. I glanced at the guy as I walked by. He had a shit-eating grin on his face watching Gina do her thing. There was no question in my mind that his cock was hard as hell at that very moment.
I walked to the back stall, put the seat down and waited. It was the longest wait of my life. I looked at the scribbles on the wall. ‘Joe sucks cock. Suck my cock bitch. For a great fuck call …’
I heard the door open and looked up. It was the guy. He stood in the doorway checking me out. He didn’t know if I was the right guy or not. He had never seen me before.
My eyes zeroed in on his crotch. And just as Gina had said he was horny as hell. I glanced back up to find a smile across his face.
“A hundred bucks,” I said flatly. He took a step closer and pulled the door closed behind him.
I reached for his pants and unzipped them. It was like someone else was doing it. I felt disembodied. With amazing dexterity I had his pants and underwear down to his knees. I found myself staring at a hard cock, a hard cock that was not mine. This hard cock was staring back at me, dancing and jerking with excitement.
I took a deep breath and took it in my hand. Feeling it pulse between my fingers brought it home for me. I had another man’s cock in my hand and I was getting ready to put it in my mouth!
I could feel my head starting to spin. I was quickly losing my nerve. I opened my mouth before I could think another thought and jammed it full of cock.
I told myself I had to do this. I fought the gag reflex, but was surprised by how warm and soft his flesh was against my tongue. I started bobbing my head back and forth. I was not comforted when the stall filled with his moans.
My only thought was to get this over as quickly as possible. With that in mind I tightened my lips and really went to work. I couldn’t believe I was really doing it. Thank god no one knew me at this club.
I freaked out when I felt the guy’s hands on the back of my head. I had done the same thing to my girlfriends so many times before. He held me tight and started thrusting that cock into my mouth fucking it. He was fucking my mouth!
In a way it was easier. All I had to do was sit there and let him. I felt his balls banging against my chin over and over waiting for the inevitable outcome. Gina was right about one thing. He didn’t last long at all. I heard his grunts growing deeper and knew that he was almost there.
His hands tightened on my head and he grunted. His cock was buried so deep in my mouth the first spurt went straight down. I could feel his legs shake followed by another spurt. His hands had my head locked in. His cock jumped several more times. Each time I could feel his balls jerk against my chin. Finally his hands relented and I knew it was over. He had emptied his balls into me.
He pulled his drained cock from my lips. I looked at it hanging there right in front of me. There were a few drops of cum leaking from the tip. There was no way around the fact that I had just sucked that cock.
He reached for his underwear and pants and pulled them up.
“That’s a hundred bucks,” I said quickly. He reached into his wallet and pulled out five twenty’s. He stuffed them into my shirt pocket and left. My head was swimming. I had that guy’s seed in my stomach.
All I knew was that I needed a drink bad. I pulled myself together and walked back out to our table.
Gina watched me carefully as I walked to the table. She had fresh drinks waiting for us.
Her eyes searched mine as I sat down. She took my head in her hands, turned me towards her and laid a hot passionate kiss on me. Her tongue pushed past my lips, danced with mine briefly before breaking the kiss.
I knew she could taste the guy in my mouth. “See? Not so bad,” she smiled retrieving the twenty’s from my pocket. “Sucking cock is easy.”
I guess to her it was all in a night’s work. For me, I had just lost a part of my soul that I would never get back. I reached for my drink and drained it trying to get that taste out of my mouth.
I looked around the place, but all I could think about was that I was now officially a cocksucker. Not only did I suck cock, I swallowed too. I had girlfriends that wouldn’t go that far.
It seemed to me that everyone was looking at me differently. Somehow they knew what I had just done. But then I realized it was just in my head.
Gina pointed to another guy and smiled. I watched those hips of hers sway back and forth as she walked over to him. She bent down and whispered in his ear. Of course he smiled and reached for his wallet.
Who wouldn’t? She was gorgeous. And sexy. I sat there and watched as she began her routine. The guy was smiling from ear to ear as she rubbed her breasts across his face. Of course his cock was hard. And soon it would be in my mouth. And it wouldn’t be the last either. I just couldn’t think about it.
She turned around and pushed that perfect ass of hers against the guy and worked it down the guy’s torso. She turned to me and gave me that look. That look said it all. Go wait in the bathroom while I get this guy’s dick nice and hard so you can suck it.
I waited patiently trying not to think about what I was getting ready to do, what I had just done. I started thinking about other ways I might escape the club. I would worry about the device later.
My thoughts were interrupted when the door to the stall opened. I looked up at a guy in his thirties. Now he looked as straight as me. I’m sure when he decided to go to the club that evening he had no intention of paying another guy for a blowjob. And yet there he was with a sizable bulge in his pants.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out the money. He held it up in front of us waiting for me to accept. I had no choice. I gave him a reassuring look, stuffed the money in my pocket and pulled him closer to me.
I unzipped his slacks and pulled them down revealing the spandex thong he was wearing. This guy was a real player I thought as I exposed his erection. I took his cock between my lips and went down as far as I could go.
I was half expecting a moan or something, but got nothing. He was completely detached. He just stood there expecting me to do all the work. I sucked on his cock for a few minutes and realized he was not nearly as horny as the guy before him. I really needed to step it up if this guy was going to cum anytime soon.
I forced myself to grab his balls and started playing with them hoping to speed things along. Then I decided to pull his cock free and lick the shaft. That always made me hot. But after licking every square inch of his cock he didn’t seem to be any more impressed than he was before and certainly no closer to blowing his load.
Fuck! What the hell was I supposed to do? I realized there was more to sucking cock than I thought. I had to do something.
So I leaned in and traced around the head with my tongue finally eliciting the moan I had been looking for. Finally I thought. Now I knew what to do.
I moved my hand from his balls to his shaft and started pumping his cock while tracing my tongue around the head and up his slit. I could hear his breathing change and knew I had him.
I sped everything up and felt his cock jerk in my hand followed by a splash of cum going across my face. I waited patiently for the next one stroking him as hard as I could. His second, and last, squirt barely made it to my face. He wasn’t much of a player after all. I reached for some toilet paper and wiped the remaining drops from his cock and then from my face. He pulled his spandex thong back in place and left.
As I walked back to our table I noticed Gina dancing on one of the other stages. One of the other girls came by and started giving me a lap dance. It was just what I needed to reinforce my manhood. About halfway through the dance she slipped her finger past my lips working it like a cock.
Who the fuck did she think she was? I didn’t even know her name. I looked up and saw her staring at a guy two tables down. He was watching that finger with extreme interest.
I was surprised to find he had shaved his entire crotch. There was not a hair to be found. I thought it looked nice. His cock was bigger than the others, thicker too. I couldn’t believe how much cum this guy had. He had to have squirted at least eight or nine times.
I gave Gina the money I made and she put it in her purse. There were two other girls stringing guys for me. I knew Lisa, but not the other one. I was drinking free at that point and getting lap dances too.
Sucking cock wasn’t my favorite thing to do, but I had to admit my resistance was certainly not what it was. I realized that cocks came in all shapes and sizes. The more I did it, the better I got. The better I got, the easier it was to do.
I was able to push it to a certain place in my head and leave it there. The guy always thought he was in control, but I knew better. I learned to quickly determine what the guy liked and then overload him with it. The quicker they got off, the better it was for me.
Finally I hit the magic number, ten cocks. I relaxed for the first time that evening. Now I had enough money to get that thing off my dick and get the hell out of there. I would fuck Gina and never be seen in that club again.
Closing time finally arrived and everyone left. I remained at my table while the girls went to change into their street clothes. The bouncer was still standing by the door. He looked like he would be right at home on any defensive line in the NFL.
Gina came out with Lisa. They were laughing and kidding around with each other. Clearly they were friends. Seeing her dressed in street clothes was almost better than seeing her dressed in her costume. She was wearing a pair of skin tight leather pants with a silk top. Lisa was wearing a pair of designer jeans.
They made their way to my table. Lisa came up behind Gina, rested her head on Gina’s shoulder. They both stared at me with this smoldering, sensuous look. Lisa slipped her hand underneath Gina’s arm cupping her breast from behind. I immediately felt the tug in my crotch. I watched as Lisa ran her finger over Gina’s nipple toying with it. It was already hard and poking through her silk top.
“Are you ready Handsome?”
My heart swooned. Finally the part I was looking forward to. I rose to my feet and slipped my arm inside hers and walked to the door. We stopped when we got to the bouncer and she pulled her arm free to open her purse.
“Hey Chopper,” she said with a smile pulling out a wad of cash. She handed it to him and said, “He’s five hundred short.”
What!? I felt his huge hand land squarely on my shoulder. His grip squeezed me and I froze.
Gina kept walking with her girlfriend, “See your later Handsome.”
To be continued…Thank you for your vote.