One Night in the Strip Club

[2981notrohrm]

This is my first crack at a story - the site gave me problems trying to post it, so I am posting it here first. I hope everyone enjoys. Feedback is appreciated.

"One Night in the Strip Club"

by 2981notroh

I couldn't believe I had let my friend talk me into this, but I was really doing it. I had told him - begged, actually - to turn back and head to the hotel because I didn't want to go. And as the neighborhood we were in got worse, I thought I was going to get robbed or, worse, killed.

But he insisted - and I hadn't seen him since college, and he was still the same guy, a bachelor who loved strippers. And tonight, he was sharing his favorite hangout with me. For whatever reason, I let him do it, despite the fact that I had been married for four years and stayed faithful - against all odds.

My wife Melissa was making it her mission to be as unappealing and distant as possible - she dressed like she didn't care, she threw out every outfit she had that was even a bit sexy, and she cut her hair even shorter than mine. No wonder we hadn't had sex in months - she stopped trying.

My buddy was one of the few people who knew what kind of woman I really liked - sure, I tell people I like tall, voluptuous, sexy, confident women with great hair. And that was true. But I have always fantasized about black women. Melissa doesn't know this - I like it better that way. While she's droning on about this or that, I usually nod and pretend to agree while I'm really checking out the ass on the busty black woman on the other end of the room.

So it's no surprise that he took me to a club where almost all the dancers are black. It's also no surprise that he hooked up with a dancer almost immediately and headed directly to VIP - at least he gave me a bunch of money for a lap dance before he headed back. I was pretty sure I wouldn't use it.

And then she walked out on stage. She stood about 5'10", was dark-skinned, and had long, curly black hair down to the middle of her back. Her big, beautiful breasts fit nicely in her bra, and she licked her lips as she walked out on stage. The club was all-nude, so I knew I was going to see more. I watched her as she danced - she leaned back against the pole at first, giving me a great view of her voluptuous breasts. From that, I was hooked - I knew I had to see more.

She kicked her legs in the air, and I watched as she shook her big, beautiful ass - all without taking anything off. She had on silky black lingerie and boots that went up close to her knees. I watched as she bent over, ass facing the crowd - it was everything I could do not to run up and spank her, but, being a gentleman, I decided to wait and make my move at the end of the song.

She made it harder to wait - her bra snapped off, revealing a pair of breasts that I just had to have. She shook them, letting them bounce as she arched her back, grabbing the pole. She had pierced nipples, and the gold rings made her chest look absolutely incredible - but really, her breasts did that on their own. The piercings - paired with matching ones in her ears, navel, and tongue - were just extra.

She dropped her bottoms, exposing her fantastic ass. I wondered how great a g-string would look splitting those delicious cheeks, but she was totally nude and I was hooked. I started walking up to the front, thrilled that it wasn't busy because I would have fought anyone in the club for even a minute of passion with her.

After another eyeful of her bare ass, she slid down to the floor, raising her sexy legs in the air - her boots were all she had on, and I got a good look at her pussy. I expected to see at least a patch of hair on her pussy - she was clean-shaven and looked incredible. At this point, I had totally forgotten about my boring, vanilla wife at home, who was probably doing something boring. I didn't just want a lap dance from this sex goddess. I knew I wasn't leaving without fucking her.

She slipped her lingerie back on after the song ended, as much as I wanted to see her nude, and joined me at a table. I couldn't stop looking her over, but I listened to her long enough to learn a little about her - her name was Mercedes, and she was from my hometown. I couldn't keep my hands off her - club rules said I could touch anything I wanted except her smooth pussy. Naturally, that's what I wanted.

I had my hand on her gorgeous ass, which she didn't seem to mind at all - I asked her if she was OK with me touching her, and she said she would think something was wrong with me if I wasn't. I couldn't stop myself - I squeezed her ass and gave it a light spanking. She whispered in my ear, "I hope that isn't all you've got."

I was definitely feeling greedy - I had to have her, and I loved flirting with her. Her breasts were in my face - she asked me if I wanted to see more, and I did, so she undid her top right there in the booth and put my hands on her pierced tits. "Forty triple-D," she smiled as she told me. "And they're real." I could tell they were real - she was very sensitive.

While I was playing with her gorgeous tits, she slid her bottoms off - club rules said she had to stay clothed in the booths, but I didn't see anyone stopping her. She slid one of my hands down to her very ample ass, which was bigger around than her tits, and she moved over to her hands and knees. It was everything I could do not to fuck her right there.

I couldn't take it anymore. My cock was hard as a rock watching her shake her big ass in my face. I slid my hand between her legs, reaching for her bald pussy - to hell with the rules. If I had to fuck her in the alley outside the club, I would do it.

For the first time, she stopped me, sliding my hand back to her ass. I was a bit surprised - and she turned back around and looked at me with a somewht stern look on her face. I was sure I was done for, but the words off her lips: "Save it for VIP."

What the hell, I thought. I whipped out my cash and asked her if this was enough for a lap dance - it was good for 15 minutes in the VIP. Still nude, she took me back to an empty VIP booth. We both got looks on the way back - she told me she's been dancing long enough that they let her do anything she wants.

The door to the VIP room closed, and with it, she went right to work, undoing my shirt. She was good - I was as naked as she was in seconds, amd she had my cock in her hands. "Nice," she said as she handled my tool. "How big are you?" Eight inches. My wife, who was the farthest thing from my mind, had told me I was too big a few times. Mercedes just licked her lips and went right to work.

She took all eight inches in her mouth, dropping to her knees and sucking like a pro. She used her tongue on my shaft, letting me deepthroat her. She was incredible - she knew every spot to hit on my cock to make me moan, and I leaned back, looking at her big, gorgeous ass in the air as she sucked me.

I pushed her head down on my cock - she didn't stop me at all, even as she deepthroated my cock. Her bare breasts pressed into my legs until I started playing with them - she was extremely sensitive, and she loved having her nipple rings played with. I started getting a little rough with her - she started to moan as I pulled a bit on her nipple rings, switching between playing with her tits and pushing her head on my cock.

She stood up, my cock still at attention for her, and pushed her ass in my face. This ass was made to be spanked, and spank it I did - with one hand I slapped her gorgeous ass cheeks, and all she could manage was to beg for me to spank her harder. With the other I slid my hand on her pussy, so nice and smooth, as I slid a couple of fingers inside her. The walls of the VIP room were soundproof, so no one on the outside could hear her scream. For me, this was just an invitation to be as rough as I wanted - I spanked her mercilessly and fingered her deep, and all she did was beg for more. Harder. Anything. Her ass was turning red from me spanking her, and all she wanted was harder spankings.

She bent down and reached in her boot and pulled out a condom - she was ready and so was I. I expected her to put it on - I didn't expect her to use her mouth, but that's exactly what she did. Once she put it between her lips, she didn't use her hands at all, and once she was done, she slid her legs around me, sliding my cock in her surprisingly tight pussy.

I grabbed her ass and bounced her on my cock, although she needed very little help to make me scream. She bounced on my cock, her ass shaking constantly. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she put my hands tighter on her ass.

She started kissing my neck, mumbling the words, "Spank me," a couple of times - and I obliged, slapping her ass some more. I ran my fingers along her ass-crack between spankings, as she screamed while I slapped her. She continued kissing my neck as I mercilessly spanked her. She wanted me so bad. She needed me. And I needed her.

She rode my cock faster and deeper, and I knew I was on her g-spot. She was screaming like a wild woman. I pulled her hair, which she loved, and I spanked her as hard as I could. I even slapped her tits - all she could manage when I did that was "Harder," and I gave it to her. I couldn't believe what a wild slut she was.

I knew she was cumming - and I told her I was about to do the same. She told me to keep going - not that she had to. I used all my strength slapping her gorgeous ass, but she wanted more - harder, harder, harder. I gave it to her harder. I called her a slut to her face - she told me she was a filthy slut. A filthy slut who needed punished. A filthy, dirty whore who was mine.

I kept it up, and I felt myself ready to cum. I lost all control of my body as I shot my load inside her. She was still in mid-climax, still not letting up and still wanting me to hurt her. My mind was blown, my world was rocked, and I was in heaven looking at this goddess of a woman.

She slid back down and sat in my lap, got me cleaned up and dressed, and kissed me on the cheek. "So you'll be back tomorrow, right, stud?" Damn right I was coming back the next day - I told her I was in town on business all week. She smiled and told me, "I'll be back later this week. Tomorrow, I want you to come in and ask for a lady named Dream. Just look for an ass like mine. Trust me. She's worth it. Then when I come back later this week, ask for both of us." She reached for my left hand, feeling the wedding ring on it. "And trust me, you'll be thinking of us when you're with her." Hell, I'll move up here if it means she can blow my mind. "So you'll be back tomorrow, right?"

All I could manage: "I fucking love black women."

"I know," she said, smiling. "I love showing white boys what they're missing." As we walked out of the VIP room, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me on the cheek, telling me, "You better come back."

Damn right I was coming back. I couldn't wait to tell my friend about my experience. And as I met up with him, Mercedes waved goodbye to me as I headed out, and both of us knew I was coming back the next night.

 

[LadyVamp138]

Keep going

That was amazing especially since it was the first installment. This series will be great once you post it.

Good luck.

 

[2981notrohrm]

The story is presently pending approval - if it goes up, it's under the title "A Night At The Club" in the Interracial category.

To continue the story, I will post it here and then submit it for approval. Comments and suggestions are encouraged.

"My Wildest Dream"

by 2981notrohrm

All I could think about all day was last night with Mercedes and how badly I wanted to relive it. Last night was, by far, the hottest night of my life, thanks to the delicious black stripper who made my wildest fantasies come true. And I knew that I was going back tonight - not for Mercedes, but for another lady she told me to come back for. And if Mercedes says she's worth it, she must be - because Mercedes was worth it.

She told me to head back to the club - talking my buddy into going again was easy, since it was kind of his idea - and ask for Dream. Without anything else to go on all day except that Dream had an ass just like Mercedes, all I could picture was how mind-blowing Mercedes was in the VIP room.

The day that never seemed to end finally ticked over to night, and my buddy and I headed up to the club once again - tonight wasn't any more busy that last night, so if I keep my eyes peeled, I won't miss out on Dream.

As usual, mybuddy headed straight to VIP with the one white dancer in the club - more beautiful black women for me, I thought, as I headed over to the bar for what felt like forever. Dancers came up to me asking me to buy them drinks or pay for lap dances - I was far from interested, even if some of them were pretty hot. I paid more attention to my beer than I did to them.

Until I looked up on stage - and there she was. Everything Mercedes described - well, she just described Dream's ass, and she was right. Big, bouncy, curvy, and delicious, and about to be on display for me. The song started, and she arched her back against the pole, shaking her gorgeous breasts, which appeared a bit bigger than Mercedes' 40DDDs. Her hair was mostly straight with a few curls and some blonde highlights - and down to her sexy ass. She had a pierced belly button with a silver butterfly charm that shimmered under the stage lights - not that she needed any bling on that hot body of hers, but she looked so hot up there shaking her goods.

She started grinding against the stripper pole, and the only time I averted my gaze from her was when I had the bartender's attention - to ask what Dream's favorite drink was. "Sex on the beach," she told me - and I ordered one, handed her a $20, and told her to keep the change. I was sure she was told that a lot - she was completely nude behind the bar, and the waitress taking an order at a nearby booth? Topless. I loved this place.

I turned back to the stage in time to see Dream's bra come off, revealing the most perfect pair of breasts I have ever seen in my life. These things were so big, I knew they were more than a handful for me, but not more than I could handle; I'm a big guy and love a pair of breasts like hers. Like Mercedes, her nipples were pierced, and she didn't mind playing with them on stage. I watched her as she did everything imaginable to tittilate me - rubbing her nipples as she was grinding against the pole, even taking her breasts in her hands and licking her nipples on stage. I fucking wanted her. Hell, if I weren't waiting on the naked bartender to make that drink for her, I would have gotten on stage and fucked the hell out of her right then and there. And as wild as this club was, I wasn't sure if they would throw me out or give me free drinks for life - I hoped it was the free drinks, but I had enough restraint to let her finish her routine.

She teased me a bit by lowering her bottoms just enough to make me think they were coming off and then sliding them back up - damn you, Dream; I need to see more. Then the fucking tease did it again, lifting up the backs of her bottoms to show off that ass to the crowd. I couldn't take it anymore. It was everything I could do not to run up there and spank her for being a bad girl, but she was getting plenty of that in VIP - no one puts an ass like that in front of me at a club and expects me not to spank it.

Finally, as the bartender handed me the drink, I made my way up to the stage as she slid down her bottoms - like Mercedes, she was totally hairless and didn't mind showing off for the crowd. I think she saw the drink I had for her as she locked eyes with me, likely aware that I was about to make a move on her.

She resumed her dance, wrapping her legs around the pole and sliding down with her magnificent breasts out for all to see. The heels she had on made her look very sexy, not that she needed them; aside from having a killer body, she was probably about six feet tall without heels. I got a good look at the heels she had on as she raised her legs in the air; she had incredible legs, but nothing like that perfect ass.

As the song ended, she slid off stage right next to me without even getting dressed, took the drink right out of my hands, and commanded, "Follow me," as she ledme to the same booth Mercedes had seduced me in. She was walking right through the club naked - this was mind-blowing, but she was Mercedes' girl, so it was no surprise to me she was breaking all the rules.

She set her drink down on the table - and blocked my way into my seat. "I don't think so, sugar," she commanded. "I don't know what Mercedes told you about me, but I do things my way. And my way is hard, fast, sexy, and with no rules." I already want her more than I've ever wanted anyone - including Mercedes. "Strip," she commanded - and I always thought she was the stripper. I did as she told me, right to my boxers - she wanted those off, too. She told me that, if she's naked and I want her, I had to get naked too. Anything you say, gorgeous.

I was a bit self-conscious, but Dream made me feel a bit more comfortable as she finally let me sit down. Like Mercedes, she encouraged me to touch her anywhere I wanted - unlike Mercedes, when I went for her shaved pussy, she didn't stop me and instead headed for my cock with her hands. As she expected, I was hard as a rock for her - she looked at it and told me, "This is a hell of a tool you have, sugar." Then to my left hand - again, the damn ring. "Bitch at home doesn't satisfy you like I do?" Hell no, she doesn't satisfy me. After tonight, I don't even think I'll be able to perform for her at all unless I turn the lights out and pretend she's a real woman like Mercedes or Dream. "You know what they say," she said, smiling, with her hand on my cock and my hand on her pussy. "Once you go black..." Damn right. I'm never going back. Hell, the minute I get home, the wife gets divorce papers and I get a job transfer here. I want this every night. "Well, remember this. Once you've had Dream, only I'll make you scream."

She grabbed my cock tighter and looked me in the eyes, asking me, "You ever eaten pussy before, sugar?" Never - no girl I ever dated before was into it, and Mercedes worked too quickly for me to even try. "You're about to learn," she said, climbing up my body and straddling my face right there in the booth. "And you better be good if you want anything more."

I reached my tongue between her delicious pussy lips - smooth, sensuous, and very arousing - as she bounced on my face. She had my arms pinned down, since it was a small booth; I couldn't even reach up and grab her gorgeous ass, as much as I wanted to - and she knew it. "You can touch my ass all you want when I get what I want, cutie." As you command, I thought - Mercedes was the total opposite of Dream in this way. Mercedes let me be as rough with her as I wanted; Dream, by contrast, was commanding, firm, and take-charge - and I had never been more turned on.

I worked my tongue inside her some more as she started to grind into my face - I was guessing some people were watching and leaving tips on the table, and I didn't care a bit. All I cared about was making Dream moan louder and harder. She clenched her legs together even more, cutting off any upper body mobility I had, and she shoved her wet pussy in my face, giving me no choice but to lick faster and deeper - and she tasted like pure ecstasy.

I looked for her g-spot as she rode me, and I was sure I found it when she started screaming. Gone were the sweet names she was using for me earlier - now I was her bitch. I worked over her g-spot with my tongue as she shouted, for all to hear, "That's it, bitch! Eat that pussy!" I was hers. And I never wanted anything more in my life. I thought about how rough she was about to be with me - everything rough I did to Mercedes, at her encouragement, of course, was about to happen to me. And I couldn't wait.

She continued to grind her pussy into my face as I ate her deeper, never moving my tongue from her g-spot. "That's what Dream wants, you pussy-loving whore!" she commanded. "Fuck me with your tongue, bitch!" I knew the club was enjoying the show. I was loving it, too - she was fantastic, and she never stopped. I didn't want her to. I could eat this heavenly pussy all night if she let me. Hell, she could take me home, tie me to the bed, and grind her pussy into my face forever. I was her bitch. Just liek she told me I was.

I heard her screaming and tightening her grip on my body - she must be climaxing, and I wasn't about to stop her; in fact, I went as deep as I could with my slut tongue. I was hoping she was still up for more after I finished her off - I needed her to finish me off. I forced my tongue in some more, and she never stopped screaming or grinding into my face. She was insatiable, and I absolutely loved it. I could imagine fucking her every night for the rest of my life.

She slowed down, but I only slowed down when she got up from my face, leaving me wanting so much more. "No mercy, bitch," she told me. "On your feet. Now." I did exactly as she said - she wasn't even close to done. I was naked in front of a crowd of dancers and patrons, some of whom were women, and Dream was doing anything she wanted to me. "How rough do you like it, slut?" she asked - as rough as she wants. "Mercedes told me you gave it to her pretty rough last night. I'm about to give it to you harder than you could imagine. Hands above your head, bitch." I did as commanded - and she reached up and cuffed me. At least now I knew what those wrist cuffs were for.

Without hesitation, she slapped my ass hard. I winced a bit, but I was loving it - as much fun as it was to ride Mercedes as hard and rough as I could, being dominated by a gorgeous black stripper was a thousand times hotter than anything I could ever dream of. The slaps continued, and the crowd loved seeing me roughed up by Dream.

"What do you want, bitch?" she commanded.

"Harder, Dream. Spank my ass harder. I don't want any mercy. Do anything you want to me. I'm your bitch." I knew those words would get me a rough spanking, and I craved it.

"Good," she replied. "Take your pick, slut," she commanded, holding four items in front of me - a wooden paddle, a leather whip, a riding crop, and a bamboo cane.

"If I come back tomorrow," I asked, "will you use a different one on me?" I didn't care what she used - I told her I was a bondage virgin, but my ass was hers.

"My favorite," she replied. "Stripper's choice. Tell you what," she continued. "I'm here tomorrow. If you promise you're coming back then, I'll do every fucked-up thing I can imagine to you tomorrow night. I'm getting horny now, so what do you say I just let you fuck me in the booth now?"

"Anything you want, My Goddess," I replied.

She slapped me - hard. "Don't butter me up, bitch." As you command. She undid my cuffs and threw me onto the table - by now, the crowd was cheering for her as she climbed on top of me, sliding on a condom with her mouth as Mercedes had done. Finally, pinning my wrists down, she slid my cock in her pussy and started riding me.

"You want to spank my ass, don't you, bitch?" she taunted as she rode my cock. "Go on; spank me." Still not releasing my hands - but my cock was enjoying the ride.

I watched her gorgeous breasts bounce in my face, wanting so badly to squeeze them and make her scream some more as I fucked this goddess of a woman. It felt more like she was fucking me, and at this point, I would have her her without a fight. I was totally hers. Hell, I would have done absolutely anything for a squeeze of those breasts or a smack on that perfect ass.

She was so fast, so rough, and so demanding that my cock was in ecstasy fucking her. She never let up, her ass bouncing above me while my cock had to do absolutely nothing but enjoy the ride. Her breasts were inches from my face; my tongue couldn't quite reach her nipple rings at their closest point - she was definitely going to leave me wanting more even as she mind-fucked me. I never knew sex could be this incredible.

Her taunts turned into moans, and her moans into screams as my cock worked deeper than my tongue ever could. My hands couldn't feel anything as she squeezed my wrists tighter, never letting me near that incredible ass of hers. The more she denied me, the more I wanted her best features - all of them. I tried even more to tongue her nipple rings - to no avail. This crazy woman was content just fucking my mind out. But she knew I wanted so much more.

I felt myself ready to cum as she increased the intensity, pounding away at my cock; while I could barely manage to tell her I was about to cum, I could tell from her screams that she was about ready to climax as well. As her screams became more incoherent and uncontrollable, she finally released my hands, and I went right to work on her bountiful ass, squeezing her delicious cheeks and running my fingers along her ass-crack. She got right to work on my ass as well, giving me a light spanking on the bottoms of my ass cheeks to remind me who was in charge.

As she comtinued to slap my ass and I continued to caress hers, I began to cum inside her, making her scream some more. I couldn't believe how sensuous I was being with her when she was so rough with me - I wanted so badly to spank her, slap her breasts, and make her my bitch the way I made Mercedes my bitch, but Dream just fucked my brains out, and I had nothing left. And from the way her sexy body collapsed on top of me, neither did she.

The audience applauded our performance as Dream rested her naked body on top of mine, kissing me on the neck, then the cheek - and then she surprised me by going for my lips. Within a couple of seconds, her tongue went in my mouth, and I let her kiss me as she desired. She was a very dominant kisser, and I let her do anything she wanted to my mouth.

As she broke the kiss, she looked in my eyes and told me, "Same time tomorrow, sugar." Back to sweet-talking me. "Tonight's on the house - the crowd paid for you." The table had what looked to be over a thousand dollars on it, all of which, I assumed, belonged to Dream. "And you better be ready to play rough, baby - I won't be as merciful as I was tonight. In fact," she said, motioning to a waitress, who brought over an unusual-looking package, "when you get in the door, you strip to this." I couldn't believe what was in the package - the skimpiest men's g-string I had ever seen. "And only this. Got it, slut?" As you command.

I was sure the only people in the club who missed the show were my friend and his favorite dancer; sure enough, after I got dressed and Dream headed out, he joined me and we headed to another bar - and while I told him Dream was a fantastic woman, I never told him everything about her...because she's mine...