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This is a thread for SweetSiren and myself...feel free to read along....

~Candy

Mandy Akers, 21
5'5, shoulder length dark brown hair, dark green eyes
130 lbs, full breasts and ass, very shapely, not too skinny
Has been dating her boyfriend Marcus for 2 years, he was her first sexually, and has always wanted her to open up, but she's rather shy. On his birthday, he asks her to accompany him to an exotic "club" and she at first refuses, but slowly he wears her down and she agrees to go. This is *that* story....

IC:

I couldn't believe Marcus had convinced me to go with him. This went against everything I'd ever believed in. I didn't like him going at all, but this was his birthday and I knew he had not gone to this club in ages because of me. His friends always went, and came home talking about what had went on, and I could tell Marcus was a bit jealous, but then he'd look at me and smile. I knew he loved me; it wasn't that. Just the fact that some naked chick was rubbing on my man didn't set well with me. Plus, if he thought I was perfect, why did he need to see these half clothed females? Wasn't I enough?

Marcus had taken my virginity the year before, and our sex life was great. For me at least. He was starting to get bored he told me. At first, I was offended and crushed. But then, I realized that most men wouldn't have come to me...they would've found someone else to "break them off", as Marcus and his buddies liked to put it. So I started working on being a bit more creative in the bedroom. I'd used whipped cream, honey, a blindfold...things that my girlfriends had told me to do. But it wasn't enough for him. So, when he asked me to go with him on his 23rd birthday to Club Illusion, I'd reluctantly agreed. If he wanted this that badly, at least I'd be there to chaperone. Nothing could go wrong with me there at least.

I'd dressed carefully that night, in a short black skirt, black corset, and knee high black boots. My hair was up, makeup heavier than I normally wore it. Sighing, I finally ventured into the living room where Marcus and two of his friends were waiting. They hooted and whistled, till I was blushing red, and Marcus finally made them stop.

He hugged me and whispered in my ear, "Thank you, love...you're making me so happy doing this." He kissed me gently and then led me to the car...

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Marcus:

I couldn't believe my baby had agreed to go with us tonight. She'd never done anything like this, and damn, I was excited. When she came into the living room, looking like a sex goddess, I almost came in my pants. My boys obviously did too. I'd listened to their compliments and sexual remarks for a few moments before putting a stop to it. She was my baby girl, and they needed to respect her. Mandy was the first white girl I'd dated, but how I loved her. She was sweet and gentle, and so good to me. I just wanted her to be happy. I was happy I'd found her.

Soon we were on our way to the club, Mandy and I in my Accord, my boys following in their car. We arrived about 10:30, and after parking, I helped Mandy out of the vehicle and hugged her while we waited on Terrence and Damon to make their way to where we were standing. Finally, hoding her hand, we entered the club.

It was dark and smoky, and I paid the 20 dollar cover for myself, and the 10 dollars for Mandy. We headed to the bar first, to get some drinks. I had a beer while she settled on a Tanqueray and tonic. After paying for the liquid refreshments, I weaved my way through the tables toward the front. Finding a small table for four near the side, I pulled out Mandy's chair and then sat next to her, my black hand resting on her tanned white thigh. The color contrast always made me hot, and tonight was no exception.

A few minutes later, the lights dimmed even more and the DJ announced the first dancer. I grinned at my boys and then looked at Mandy, trying to catch her expression. She seemed nervous, and I leaned over to peck her cheek...wanting to make sure she was comfortable. The music started, and the woman came onto the stage...and what a woman she was!
 
Celeste

I step out onto the stage with the music swinging my long legs wiggling my tush reaching for the pole and swing around until I am back to the audience. Large crowd tonight, which is good because the house take at this place is so steep you need a good crowd. I look over my shoulder, wink, wiggle my tight behind and blow a kiss. There is a girl in the audience. I give her an extra wink before I turn, spread my long legs, lean into the pole and roll my pelvis. They like that. lifting one hand from the pole I reach back to run a finger over my pantyline. There's the girl again, staring at me. I turn around to lean on the pole, facing the audience, my wrists crossed behind the small of my back moving my shoulders and giving everyone the sultry eye. I look at her and lick my lips slowly reaching up with my arms until my fingers tousle my hair
 
Mandy:

I'm nervous; very nervous. When the girl starts dancing, I can't take my eyes off her. I wish I could be that open. I wonder how she does this night in and night out? Must be a strong woman. Me, I couldn't handle all the catcalls and the dirty old men sitting in the audience.

She winks at me and licks her lips. What? Me? I look around, then realize she probably can't even see us in the audience because of the bright lights. She just does that so everyone in the room thinks that they're number one. It's how she makes her money.

I scoot closer to Marcus, resting my head on his shoulder as she continues to dance, her long legs flexing as she swings around the pole and wiggles her ass in time to the pounding beat. Marcus kisses my neck, whispering, "She's hot, don't you think Mandy? She seems to like you too." I don't respond, my eyes still glued to her. He noticed that too? That she seems to be watching? Naw, it's gotta be my imagination. I squirm a bit, suddenly uncomfortable.
 
Celeste

I snap my fingers and step to the edge of the stage, one two, one two, step step turn and step, swaying my behind. I turn quickly, back to the audience, reach back, unclasp my bra, stop, and turn to look over my shoulder, wink. They want to see my tits. I look for the girl. I hug myself, letting the straps fall off my shoulders. I turn, flinging the bra to her then cup my hands on my breasts to hide them, facing the audience, stepping backward, toss my hair lean back agianst the pole raise my arms to display my tits, nipples hard, and slowly gyrate, arching with my hands on the pole behind my head.
 
Mandy:

I couldn't believe this! Apparently the dancer *did* have a thing for me! The evidence was her bra which was now laying in my lap. I stared at it then lifted my head to see that Marcus and his friends were watching me, grins on their faces.

"You go girl!" Damon called, laughing. "She really wants you."

"Yeah, Marcus, you better watch out. That broad is trying to take your woman!" Terrence replied, exchanging high fives with Damon.

I sneered, and snapped, "You two know I don't get down like that. Now shut the hell up!" They both looked shocked, and Marcus shushed them. "Come on guys, leave Mandy alone. You know this is her first time here, let's just have fun." His friends nodded and meekly apologized to me. I simply nodded in return and looked back at the now topless girl on stage.

Her breasts were perfectly round, her nipples hard. Fakes, I thought to myself, looking down at my own soft C cups. I'd never get implants. I didn't need to.

She winked my way again before turning her back and beginning to really get down to business. I blushed and tried to look away, but it was like I was entranced. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her perfect shape. She was intoxicating.
 
Celeste

I hold onto the pole, spread my legs and slowly sink to the floor in a split. I turn, lean back, and then twist around on my tush to bring my legs up, long legs scissoring. Now I am on my back my head arched over the edge of the stage hair tumbling down legs up pressed together twisting a little bit to one side, then the other, almost like a shy girl, then slip my hand under the waist band of my panties, bend my knees and slip off my panties. I look at the girl, upside down, fling my panties to her press my legs together, then slowly spread them in a V my hands on my tits, twisting my nipples ever so ssssslowly, locking my eyes with the girl, licking my lips
 
Mandy:

This is NOT happening! I'm getting turned on by her displays. When her panties land on my lap, I turn to the guys and say, "Not a word. Not one fucking word!" They just grin, and turn their attention back to the stage.

She's naked now, and dancing, it seems, just for me. I watch as she moves across the stage, and I wish it would end, before I make a fool of myself. I am clutching the panties in my hand, trying to ignore how wet they are. Why is she doing this to me? Surely it's to increase her tips, because by now the other patrons have noticed our interaction, and are interested.

Let it end, I pray, let it end.
 
Celeste

I press my legs back together, then swing around on my tush until I am sitting up again, only to slowly lean down onto my back, the side of my body towards the girl so she could see my body stretching as I lean back, first on my elbow, then onto my shoulder. I push a knee up, the one closer to her, as if trying to hide my sex sliding the toe of my shoe across the floor along my other leg. I arch slowly, until I am supported by my shoulders and my tight bottom, pushing my titties into the air. I turn sideway to look at the girl over my shoulder one arm up hand in my hair. I kiss a fingertip then slide it down my chin and my neck to touch the nipple closer to the girl before bringing the finger down until it is hidden from her by my thigh. I push my pelvis up to let her guess what I am doing with my finger. All this time the music is just throbbing and throbbing
 
Mandy:

She's embarrasing me, and I blush hard, feeling my nipples growing hard at her attention. Marcus' hand is squeezing my thigh, and I clutch it desperately, trying to bring myself back to reality.

"She wants you baby, damn, this is turning me on." he whispers in my ear. "Feel." He guides my hand to his crotch, where his dick is hard and throbbing. I smile, my pussy dampening as I feel him pulsing through his pants.

"You sure are hard, baby. Can't wait till later." I whisper, trying to keep my face averted from the stage, where the dancer is still miming masturbation. But Marcus won't have it. He turns my head so that I'm watching her again.

"Isn't this sexy, Mandy, how she's dancing only for you?" he says, his mouth on my ear again.
 
Marcus:

The scene unfolding before my eyes has me so hard I'm about to explode. I place Mandy's hand on my cock, letting her know how aroused I am. The girl on stage is gorgeous, and she wants my girl! That has always been one of my fantasies, to watch two girls love each other. Too bad my baby is shy, and not into women at all. I guess that is one fantasy I'll never live out...but this dance is almost just as good. Maybe later, I can convince Mandy to at least have a lap dance from this vixen on stage. Then I can keep that memory forever...
 
Celeste

I press my legs together again, twist, turn and I am sitting on my tush I stand, one two, one two, snapping my fingers, my sex damp from my own attention, clicking my heels. I stop. freeze at the final beats, count to two, then wiggle, left, stop, right. and the music stops.

I blush, then lean down to gather up my things and the tips. I look back at the girl, and wink at her before leaving the stage.
 
Celeste

I see the girl, and her friends. I walk up to her, flip my hair, leans down close, tucking my golden locks behind my ear with one hand so they down fall into her face because I was leaning so close. "you wanna play, hon?" I ask her "go with me to a private booth and be real sexy?"
 
Marcus:

When the dancer approaches our table, I'm stunned. I was sure it was part of her act, but here she was, coming onto my girl. A private dance? I was excited, and I told Mandy so, guiding her hand back to my pants.

"Please, baby, do it. I'll go to, so you won't be alone. For me? Please?" I pleaded, holding her hand and gazing into her eyes.
 
Mandy:

When she's there, asking me to go be alone with her, my body was like, "Yes!" but my mind was telling me no. Then, Marcus had my hand on his cock again, and was urging me to go. He said he'd go too so that I'd have him there for safety. I looked into the girls eyes, and slowly, I nodded. Marcus grinned and stood up, pulling me along with him. We followed the dancer to the corner where she pointed to an empty booth.

"Have a seat..." she purred, waiting till I was seated. Marcus was in a chair to my left, his face glowing as he waited to see this girl dancing on me. I was excited too, but didn't want it to show. I clenched my fists at my sides, anxiously awaiting her to begin.
 
Celeste

The girl is hot, but shy. I reach back to unclasp my bra, sliding it off my shoulders, my nipples already so hard. I stand there to let her have a good look. I press my hands on her shoulders, pushing her back, then lean slowly towards her, climbing onto the couch with her, facing her with my tits until the side of my left tit brushes gently on her cheek, her hair tickling my skin. I move my breast across her face, my nipple grazing her nose. I slip my fingers into her hair look into her eyes and whisper huskily "keep your hands by your side, hon. or you'll make me too excited"
 
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