First lap dance

Logan2

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First lap dance (looking for one female)

Steven
6'2"
176 lbs.
Age 34
short light brown hair, beard
grey/blue eyes.

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Steven threw the door behind him and walked away without looking back and without hearing to the angry voice that still came from behind that door, telling him to stay and talk it over.

He had to catch come fresh air and get out from under the preasure his wife and the kid was giving him. Oh basically they still where happy most of the time, but his work and the 6 month old boy took so much time that he felt burned out....

...besides that he missed the sex. His wife was good looking and normaly she didn't object to a roll in the bed with him, but since the baby had come they had have sex 2 times, and this was in 6 month he thought, this just isn't natural. She said that the stress was getting to her, the hormons, the kid needed something and he knew all this was true but it still felt as if she simply avoided him.

He went to the subway and started to drive, one station, two, he didn't know where to go, he just neede to get away for some hours. He would come home after that and they would snuggle on the sofa watching TV, or something like that. They still loved each other very much, he didn't doubt that, but still...

He got out of the subway without realizing where he was. He didn't care, didn't even watch for signs. What to do now?

He decided to get a drink, just one beer, perhaps two, and then he would head back home. Some lights caught his eye and he read the words bar, but didn't pay that much attention to his surroundings. He entered and stoped.

He was in a lap dance bar, a place he never had visited and never really had considerd visiting. His first instinct was to turn around but he caught sight of the women in here and felt a bit aroused.

He could afford a beer even here and why not watch a little, watchting didn't hurt, besides, if his wife wouldn't have sex with him...no thoughts in that direction wheren't good. He stoped himself from thinking and sat down ordering a beer.

(if you are female and can post once a day some longer part I would be happy if you could do a lap dance (and perhaps more) for Steven.)
 
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One more push to see if any girl wan't to give Steven a lap dance...and perhaps get a little more?
 
The waitress who brought him his bear was just wearing enought to cover the important parts but in such a fashion that you seemed to see more then you really did. She was exceptional beautifull like all women in the room and Steven started to relax a little.

He had heard about such placed but he wouldn't have thought about visiting one, or would he? Was is really coincidence that he had steped out of the subway in the part of town? Or had his subconciousness made him walked into here?

He pushed this thought aside as a woman steped out from behind a curtain on the stage and slowly moved to the pole, ready to start her strip show.
 
~ Mia hated this job, hated having to *perform* for men, and even for some women. But, she needed the money. Kicked out of the house at the tender age of 16, she had learned that she had to do whatever it took to survive. That meant, dancing. Lap dancing. It was a bit better than hooking. Not much tho. At this particular bar, one, the one paying of course, could purchase a table dance, a lap dance, and a private dance.

The table dance was just that, the girl would dance at the table, before all guests at that table. Touching was allowed, but not too intimate.

The lap dance was done one on one. Usually at the table, or a designated area along the wall, whichever the Buyer preferred, and included as much touching as the Buyer wished, short of intercourse. This touching included fingers and tongues being allowed to, touch, taste, if the Buyer wished.

The private dance was done in a private back room. The dance could be one on one or Buyer and guests and one dancer. Touching was allowed, as is full intercourse. Anything goes in a private dance.

Mia was fairly knew at this particular bar, with these particular rules. She had yet to perform a private dance. She had done several table and lap, but the touching had been minimal, except for one man, who had requested a lap dance, During that dance, He, a gorgeous blonde, had touched, caressed, Mia's bared pussy, His fingers expertly finding her clit. Mia had not quite expected that and as the man massaged her clit, Mia's dance became more, erotic, more sensual, until she had climaxed over the His thick fingers. His buddies had cheered when Mia came, she shuddering as she leaned back against Him, her legs giving way to leave her sitting on the man's lap. He was pleased, and pleased with himself, smirking that he had not cheated on his bride to be, he did not have sex.

That had only happened the other night. She had to admit, it had been arousing.

This night was a relatively slow one. Mia, did not stage dance. She was strictly for private use. When not performing, she was serving drinks, and offering her, services.

She had seen the handsome man come in, and work his way into a darker corner. A first timer, she thought to herself. She much preferred first timers than the regulars. Regulars could be obnoxious, that she had seen with the other girls.

He was nursing a beer, but it was nearly empty. Ahh, a Coors drinker, she having caught site of the bottle. That was her favorite.
Fetching a cold bottle from the bar, Mia makes her way over the the newcomer.

She was wearing a short black shirt, that barely covered the supple curve of her ass, and a white lace tank top. She had no underwear on at all. Long deep chocolate brown hair fell down her back, veiling her in a dark shadow in the dim light of the bar. Mia was exotic looking. The Owner of the bar was fully expecting her to become one of the favorites, based on her exotic beautiful looks.

Mia stood 5'5" tall, with that long mane of sable. Her looks, eyes, told of her Asian, Native, Italian background. She had a nice dark hue to her skin, eyes with the slightest of curve, and a golden amber color. A body with luscious curves, 34C breasts tipped with dark sienna brown nipples, almost clearly seen beneath the white lace of her tank top.

She approaches the table with the newcomer, soft moist lips curling into a smile.

"I noticed that you were almost finished with your Coors, and thought you would appreciate another, my name is Mia"
 
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Steven watched the woman approach and a frown reached his face. This was not the same waitress that had brought him his first Coors, this woman was even more beautifull.

"I noticed that you were almost finished with your Coors, and thought you would appreciate another, my name is Mia," she said and he was at a loss for words at first.

"Why yes, thank you," he answered and at once his mind was filled with so much more she could do for him. He had the impression that he could see her nipples under the soft fabric of her white tank top and the skirt was so short he caught glimses of bodyparts he hadn't seen for quite a while. Instantly he felt turned on.

"But I guess you are not waitress?" this was more of a statement then a question. Her smile and her movement all told the same, she was her to dance. "Actually, it's my first time here and I would appreciate it if you could explain the rules."

She told him the special rules of the club and he was surprised. Ever dance bar he had heard about didn't allow touching at all and here it even allowed so much more, he cringed inwardly, he really should be going but he was allready to much turned on for that. He looked around the room and saw some customers watching the stage and the girl there performing a dance.

He really would like to have a lap dance, just once, but he certainly wouldn't do it in view of others, he would be much to embaressed then.

He heard himself say "I would like a private dance in a private room," and wondered what made him say that, but now it was done. She smiled at him and led him to a private room in the back.
 
~ Mia felt his eyes roam over her, which of course was natural given the circumstances. When she handed him his Coors, her fingertips and his brush together, a slightly electric touch. Nearby, Mia could hear the moan of another dancer, and she glances over to see Sara lap dancing for a woman. The woman was fingering Sara as she moved, letting the girl writhe upon her hand. Mia felt her own heat rising, as was usual when all this was going on around her.

"I would like a private dance in a private room,"

Mia nodded, reaching to take his hand. She led him first to the bar, he had to pay Rocko first. Which was quickly taken care of, she then led him to one of the back rooms, there were several.

As the door closed behind them, a dim light illuminated the room. Within was a soft comfortable overstuffed sofa, a matching overstuffed chair, a dark oak table, a large bed, a small, fully stocked bar, drinks were included in the private room dance. The rug beneath their feet was soft and plush.

Mia leans back against the door. "Please, make yourself comfortable" she whispers as she steps from the door and passes him. She moves to the stereo, turning to look over her shoulder as she bends just a little to look thru the music selection, the naked curve of her ass peeking from beneath the skirt, it was clear she had no panties on, and as she spread her legs just a little, in the dim light he could see the pink folds of her pussy.

"what would you like to hear? We have everything from jazz to rock"
 
What was he doing? He had watched the girl dancing for the woman besides his table out of the corner of his eye and was turned on pretty much but he really should have been in control enought to NOT ask for a lap dance, most certainly not on in a private room, but here he was in a dim room that even contained a bed and a seductive woman was about to perform for him.

He thought a moment about bugging out but he was so turned on allready and then Mia bend over to look through the music selection, her ass showing under her much ti short skirt. She clearly was not wearing any underwear and he even got a glimps of her pussy lips form his vantage point. She looked back at him as he was licking his lips and asked:

"what would you like to hear? We have everything from jazz to rock"

He was in trance now, his eyes hungrily wandering over her body taking it all in. He forced himself to look her in the eyes.

"Some soft rock would be nice, a balade perhaps?"

He felt incredebly turned on and she hadn't even started to dance yet.
 
~ Mia nodded, putting in a compliation CD that contained some of the prettier rock ballads out there. The music came flowing from the surrounding speakers, just loud enough to be hypnotic, not too loud to be obnoxious.

Mia turned then, her body already beginning to sway to the music as she approaches him. She could feel his eyes roaming over her, she getting closer. Reaching out, she gingerly takes the bottle of Coors from him, "may I?" she whispers as she looks up at him, the bottle brought to her soft pink lips, she taking a drink, letting those lips wrap about the head of the bottle, the curve of her throat swallowing as she drinks. She then licks along the opening with the tip of her tongue, a mischieveous smile curling her lips.
"a little sweetening for you" she whispers, still looking up at him, she steps back just a little, lifting her right leg to the table they were standing near, the skirt riding upwards as she does so. She lowers the beer bottle to her sex, now dripping wet, and with a low moan glides the top within her soaking pussy lips, her sweet nectar now glistening along the opening. She then hands the beer back to him, she leaving her leg up, letting him see her bare, shaven, sex.

"what is it you desire this night?" she asks, once more that tongue glides slowly, wantonly, over her lips ~
 
A shiver run thru Stevens body as Mia teased him. He felt his erection allready pressing against his jeans and the heat rising in his body. All he wanted was to get up, fling her onto the bed and fuck her sensless, but he couldn't... shouldn't.

"I - I desire a dance," he stammered, taking back his Coors and looking from the glistering top of the bottle to her face. He remebered his beautifull wife at home, her reluctance to have sex with him, her excuses and suddently something inside him changed, he got more sure about what he wanted this night and may it be only this night.

"Yes dance for me," his voice sounded more stronger now. He raised the bottle to his lips and licked around the head himself, his tongue flicking out and dipping into the hole of the bottle before he raised it to take a little sip. He most certainly wound't get drunk now, he was going to enjoy this a lot he promised himself.

He looked at the bulge in his jeans and wonderd if he should open them now to release the preasure.
 
"I - I desire a dance,"

"Yes dance for me,"

"of course" she answers and smiles, taking him by the hand, she leads him over to the bed, patting the edge gently for him to sit.

"make yourself comfortable" she leans to whisper in his ear just as he sat down, her breath warm, lips brushing his ear, her supple curves in turn brushing against his shoulder and chest.

Stepping back, the first song ends and the next begins, Led Zepplin, Stairway to Heaven. With a soft moan, Mia closes her eyes and lets the music begin to move her, a slow sensual swaying. She turns her back to him for a moment, hips rocking side to side as she dances, reaching to lift the back of the skirt up, once more showing him the supple, smooth curve of her bare ass, the dark cotton of the skirt falling back down as she releases it, she letting her hands trail up her body, grasping her lace tank top as she does.

Turning, the tank is slipped over her head and off, baring her breasts to his eyes, each tipped with a dark nipple. As she moves, they sway and bounce slightly, Mia bringing her hands up and under them to cup them, then she caresses each before her hands continue upwards and into and thru her long hair.

Mia sinks slowly to her knees as the music moves around her, shifting forward, she crawls to his feet, then slowly slithers upwards, letting him feel every curve brushing against his legs as she lifts back to her feet, and climbs up onto the bed, straddling his lap. Her hips undulate back and forth now, right over his lap, she lowers slightly to let him feel her bare heat beneath that skirt against his obvious bulge in his jeans.

"enjoying?" she whispers "tell me your, name" she then asks, her lips now kissing at his ear, her body lightly pressing into his, she still rocking along his lap ~
 
"Steven, my name is Steven," he nearly was shaking. He had expected an lap dance and not that this beautifull woman would strip for him and nearly thow herself at him.

He cock had allready pressed hard against his jeans as she had led him to the bed and now the preasure was nearly unbearble. On top of that his hands seemed to move on their own. He knew he was allowed to touch and his hands took advantage of that.

As she bend over him to kiss and nibble at his ear he reached under her skirt and very gently started to stroke her thighs, carressing her ass. By now he was sure this would be so much more then a simple lap dance, but he didn't care, no he wanted more, so much more.
 
~ Mia felt his hands on her, and responds with a deep throated moan into his ear, her breath warm and tingling. She continues to undulate against him, letting her hips lower just a bit more so that her bared pussy was now grinding along his jeans covered hardness. His hands under her short skirt, massaging her ass, only fueling her own arousal, she was dripping wet.

"SSssssteven" she whispers, moaning again in his ear "do you like what you are feeling, Ssssteven?"

Mia arches up, arcing her back, her breasts coming level with his mouth. Glancing down at him "you can taste if you wish, Steven" she hisses still she sways against his lap, the music all around them. She curls her fingers into and thru his hair, she was tempted to lower her head down to kiss him, but she did not. She did not want to overwhelm him, and she got the feeling maybe she was. He was married, Mia had not missed the ring on his finger and she realizes he probably has never done anything like this before.~
 
A shiver went through his body, followed by a groan as she pressed her wet pussy against his hidden erection. It was becoming painfull to be contained by tghe jeans and he had to do something about it soon.

As her breasts start to hover over his mouth he couldn't resist and let his tongue flick out, licking over each nipple just once. Her moan pushed him on and he licked again, a bit more forcefull this time. He raised his head and took one breat into his mouth sucking gently on it. This felt so good.

"Oh, Mia," he moaned, his hands moving around her ass to the front, searching for her pussy and at the same trying to push her away from the near painfull bulge in his jeans. He felt her moisture and was even more turned on, one finger finaly reaching her clit, brushing over it just once.
 
~ The soft pressure of his mouth suckling felt good, so very good to Mia. She had always loved that. She felt his hands touching her, caressing her. One slips around front and the brush of a fingertip within her dripping wet folds, over the swelling of her clit, brings a deep moan from her lips.

"ahhhh that feels good Steven, Mmmmm so good"

She rolls her hips a bit, against his hand, her wetness slick and warm along his fingers and palm.

"are you enjoying the, dance, Steven? Do you want more? Tell me what you want Steven, I belong to you for now. I will do anything you desire"

Her voice was soo soft, sultry, haunting, erotic.

"anything, Steven" she whispers again, as He suckles once more on an available nipple, turning her words into those low, needy, wanton moans that ripple past her lips ~
 
Mia reacted to his touch with a deep moan and pressed against his hands. She asked him what he wanted and it was clear to him now.

He wanted this, he wanted her, he needed it. To have sex every other month in a bed in the usuall position was just not enought. He needed something like this, a woman that was pure sex, a woman that could satisfy his needs in every way, he knew that now.

"anything Steven," she purred and anything was what he needed.

"I need it Mia," he moaned, "I need you. I want you." His mouth went back to her breasts, sucking and licking, gently biting the nipples while his right hands now carefully rubbed her clit. He wanted her more then anything but her wanted it to last as long as possible.

He fell back on the bed and smiles at her, his left hand guided her right hand to the bulge in his jeans, urging her to undress him.

"Be carefull," he said. "Not wanting it to end too soon."
 
~ Mia had to smile at him as he fell back onto the bed, taking her hand to lay it over the hardening bulge in his pants. She urged him to lay completely on the bed, which he did, and she in turn straddles him.

Smiling down at him, her full pink lips were moist and glistening, she running the tip of her tongue over the surface as she reaches for his belt, loosening it with deft fingers. The soft *zzzziiiiippppp* of his zipper is heard next and as she lifts her hips and scoots down, she tugs down his pants, pulling them off. His underwear soon following. Mia lays her body down along his legs then, one hand slips up under the shirt he was still wearing, fingertips gliding along the skin. The other hand wraps around his cock. Looking up at him, Mia licks lightly at the head of his cock, and a moment later her lips wrap around him, she sliding the length deep into her mouth. She begins to suckle him, sliding his cock in and out of the warm embrace of her mouth as her head bobs, tongue caressing the surface, lips tight, wetness and warmth surrounding him ~
 
Stevens moans returned as Mia undressed him and grabbed his cock. He was real hard now, much more aroused that he ever had been, his pulsating flesh quivering first in her hand and then in her mouth. His hands run through her hair wanting to stop her and urge her on at the same time.

This beautifull woman was driving him crazy, she was giving him so much more than he was used to but still he wanted it to last, to continue.

He knew he was about to cum soon and that was something he didn't want, at least not right now. He had paid handsomely and he needed more time with Mia, besides he wanted her to enjoy this as well. He squirmed under her, not knowing how to make her stop, not knowing if he wanted to.

"Oh, Mia, please stop, I want...I want." he didn't knew what he wanted any more.
 
~ she licked at the length, letting her tongue trail down to his balls and back up again, before embracing the head once more, pulling him into her warm mouth and to the back of her throat. His moans were delicious to hear, coupled with her own that vibrate past her lips.

"Oh, Mia, please stop, I want...I want."

She pauses, lifting her head to look up at him. Her eyes were lidded, glazed with her own arousal.

"what is it you want, Steven?" she whispers, her breath warm over the wet surface of his cock. "Do you want to taste me?" She did not give him a chance to answer, instead she shifts her position, and a moment later, she is over him in the classic 69 postion, the wetness of her sex at his mouth, the curves of her soft body pressed to his own muscled form. She whispers a gentle "Mmmmm" over his cock before taking him back into her mouth, a slow, teasing taste taken, the head pressing to the back of her throat once more. Her own sex glistening, shaved bare pussy before him, the folds were deep pink and warm, droplets of her sweet fluids clinging to the skin around that tight, deep, opening to her inner pleasure ~
 
"what is it you want, Steven?" she whispered but he didn't know what to answer. He didn't need to, it was as if she could read the thought he was afraid to think. She turned around, her pussy over his head, the short skirt not just framing the area he had to concentrate on.

And this he had to do, he felt her attention return to his cock which was growing harder and harder. He grabbed her hips and pulled gently, his head rising up a bit and his tongue flicking out. He took one long, slow lick over the whole length of her wet pussy, tasting her, parting her lips with the tip of his tongue. He waited for a reaction and could feel her moan around his cock, which turned him on as well.

He licked over her pussy again, a bit more forcefull, this time his tongue flicked against her clit, and again, this time his tongue moved from top to bottom and even pressed into her hole a bit.
 
~ her eyes closed as she felt him begin licking at her sensative folds, over the swelling of her clit. A long low moan ripples past her lips, over his cock as it slips for a moment from her mouth, she gasping for air. Her hips move slightly, swaying against his mouth.

"more.. ohhhh god more.. please.. Steven" she cries out, going silent a moment later by taking his cock back into the dark recesses of her throat.

She felt him glide his tongue inside her, sending a sensation of pure pleasure thru her. She wondered why this man, with such a talented tongue, was seeking pleasure from her at a price when it was obvious by the ring on his finger that he had a wife. Did she have any idea what she was missing?? Mia had to wonder what kind of woman would want to *miss* something like this.

Gasping for air as his cock slips free once more, she can not concentrate to suckle him, lost in the myriad of sensations that were now racing thru her at the touch, lick, caress of his tongue.. DAMN he was good at this. ~
 
Steven's tongue moved faster now, lapping at her delicious folds, flicking against her clit, sliding into her as deep as possible. He couldn't reach as deep as he wanted with his tongue so he reached up with his hands and slowly entered one finger into her. His togue still lapped at her folds, he clit, sucking on it while his finger very slowly moved deeper into her.

Apparently she liked what he was doing a lot since she had let go of his cock and was moaning, gasping for air and her body squirmed over him.

He stoped for a moment to catch his breath too and pulled his finger out of her. After some seconds his breathing had become normal again he went back to lick and suck her clit while his finger entered her once again, this time sliding deeper as before.
 
~ Mia arches her back, eyes closing, as she feels him pushing a slender length of his finger inside of her. Her panting washes over his wet cock, as her head comes down and her silken soft hair tickles at the shaft and his balls.

Reaching down to grip the soft bedding under their bodies, Mia lowers her hips a bit further as his tongue and finger once more delve within her sex. Her muscles tighten at the invasion, he able to feel her heartbeat thru the walls of her sex as those walls wrap around.

"ohhhh godddd" she moans, "deeper, please, deeper" she was quivering now, her clit was throbbing, as his tongue tickles over it, nearly bringing her to orgasm, the muscles surrounding his finger tighten in response. "yessss.. Steven.. yesss" she encourages him, she feeling her climax building and she did not want him to stop ~
 
Stevens finges moves a bit faster in and out of Mias wonderfull wet hole, with each stroke a bit deeper until it is in as deep as it goes, touching her innermost, staying there, exploring her. His tongue flicks and laps at her clit, trying to nibble on it with his lips.

His concentration is only on her sex, trying to bring as much pleasure to her as possible but he still can feel his cock nearly exploding, wanting it, waiting for it and at the same time wanting it to last so much longer.
 
Stevens hips squirmed under her, his cock pulling out of her mouth, his fingers moving faster and faster in her sweet wet hole.

He wanted her to climax and then to fuck her again, and again. This was so much better then any sex he ever had he wished he could continue doing it with her forever.

"I need you Mia," he breathed between licking on her clit.
 
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