Special Lapdance (open)

[_honey_]

Willow glanced at herself appreciatively in the mirrors that covered the walls and ceiling of the private room. Her body, as slender and graceful as suggested by her name, was poured into a mini skirt and top. Her stilletos gave her legs another half a foot of length that they didnt really need, as they were already the best pair in the entire club.

Using her pole, she went through a few more stretches. She wanted to be on top form tonight. She glanced at the empty velvet seats on front of her stage and felt a momentary surge of panic as she thought how important these guests were. After all, before today, she had never rendered the 'extra' services the richest patrons got. But she collected herself quickly- the boss wouldn't have chosen her if he didnt think she'd do alright.

She leant seductively against her pole and concentrated on the throbbing bass line of the music as the door opened and her guests walked in.

 

[Z_Money]

Kevin Richards
29 y.o.
6'2" tall, very fit body
Successful young businessman



Kevin entered the club, making his way to the stage and settling in to one of the seats. It was nice that noone else was there yet, the gorgeous woman came straight over to bring him a drink with no delay.

"Whiskey on the rocks please," he said with a smile, and turned his attention to the stage.

Her name was Willow, and the name was more than appropriate. She moved like a gentle branch in the wind, spectacular to watch. Her perfect body rolled and gyrated in undaunted sync, like every muscle in her body was precisely built and trained to exude sex. The positions and motions of her routine had Kevin enthralled from the moment he sat down. After a few minutes, he pulled a significant wad of 20 dollar bills from his pockets. There was no rush because noone else was in the club yet, but now that she had clearly captivated him, it was time to begin tipping.

 

[catlover]

Frank

I paid the cover charge and went to the front of the room close to the main stage. Taking a comfortable seat, the music started and the DJ announced the next dancer, named Willow.

What a pretty name she had chosen, and appropriate for a tall lovely woman as she danced her way across the stage to the brass pole, and I awaited her dance routine with great anticipation.

 

[_honey_]

Eyeing the men watching, Willow allowed herself a grin. Sure she'd been trained to excite anybody who paid well. But with guys that looked this good, work was a pleasure.

Serpentine, she wrapped her body around the pole, watching their reactions. Rousing herself by rubbing slowly down the poles length then back up again, she gives the men a smile that promises a million pleasures.

Fininshing with the pole for now with a high kick that displays her flexibility, she saunteed to the first guest, who already had his money waiting.

 

[Z_Money]

Eyeing the men watching, Willow allowed herself a grin. Sure she'd been trained to excite anybody who paid well. But with guys that looked this good, work was a pleasure.

Serpentine, she wrapped her body around the pole, watching their reactions. Rousing herself by rubbing slowly down the poles length then back up again, she gives the men a smile that promises a million pleasures.

Fininshing with the pole for now with a high kick that displays her flexibility, she saunteed to the first guest, who already had his money waiting.

Kevin stood as she approached him, bill in hand, waiting as he should for her to come get it. Her nearly liquid form danced and writhed her way to him, stars in his eyes as he was floored by her beauty and grace, unlike most dancers who were almost robotic and uninterested. Willow had his heart racing and his cock hardening in his pants.

She finally reached him and presented her perfect ass right down in front of him. He reached out, gently pulling the tiny string of her g-string out and securing the 20 to her hip. She smiled sensually and danced away.

Kevin sat back down, his fingers burning with the heat from the tiniest of touches of her skin. She was so soft and warm, further convincing him that she had the perfect name for her style.

 

[_honey_]

The 20 safely collected, she swayed away to the second customer. She'd be looking forward to giving the first guy a lot more attention later though.

Straddling her target's lap, she slowly gyrated her hips wiht the music, teasingly never touching him. Smiling as his eyes followed the tight circles her hips made, she winked her thanks at him as a second note joined the first. Running her fingers down his neck she turned back to face the first customer.

 

[catlover]

Frank

It was all I could to to keep my hands off her, excepot for the brief touch when I put the trwenty behind the strap of her thong, but that touch was electric as she danced to the music, turning and bending iover to show me up close her perfect ass.

Breaking the rule I bent slightly, as she was so close, asnd kissed her asscheek.

When she turned in shock I asked her if she gave dances in the VIP room, and she noidded, extended her hand and led me there. Once inside she said in here a dance starts at fifty, which I gladly paid as she sat me in a comfortable couch and we waited for the next song to start.

I told her I loved her name Willow which was so fitting for her tall physique, and thise legs! My God! those legs. The reached all the way to the floor!

 

[Z_Money]

Kevin watched intently as Willow flaunted her spectacular wares for the other patrons. She was incredible, it was like she knew each man's pleasures already, changing her style depending on which guy she was dancing for.

As she returned to Kevin, her deft fingers began to rub all over her body, teasing her skin, her nipples standing hard pushing through the thin fabric of her slinky top. Kevin watched her, aching for her hands to be his, to be standing behind her feeling all over her as she gyrated and writhed against him as she did to the pole. He subtely shifted in his seat, his large cock now growing significantly hard, he shifted it inside his pants to be less conspicuous.

He wasn't sure, it could have been his overactive imagination, but he thought he saw the tiniest of damp spots on Willow's g-string. All we mean to her is money, which is ok, but he could swear this beautiful creature was getting turned on dancing for them

 

[_honey_]

He wasn't sure, it could have been his overactive imagination, but he thought he saw the tiniest of damp spots on Willow's g-string. All we mean to her is money, which is ok, but he could swear this beautiful creature was getting turned on dancing for them

Spurred on by lustful glances of her guests, every movement became more sensual than before. She was glad that these special guests had arranged for 'extras' already. The guy she was dancing for now would have sorely tempted her to break the rules herself.

Having rubbed her own nipples to erection, she slid her hand down her body...past her flat stomach... until her fingetips disappeared down her G-string. Still gyrating her hips, she gazed heavy lidded at the man before removing her hand and offering it to him.

 

[Z_Money]

Spurred on by lustful glances of her guests, every movement became more sensual than before. She was glad that these special guests had arranged for 'extras' already. The guy she was dancing for now would have sorely tempted her to break the rules herself.

Having rubbed her own nipples to erection, she slid her hand down her body...past her flat stomach... until her fingetips disappeared down her G-string. Still gyrating her hips, she gazed heavy lidded at the man before removing her hand and offering it to him.

Kevin stumbled with excitement as her deft fingers slipped out of her g-string, visibly shiny with her obvious arousal, and offered the hand to him. He placed a 20 in his hand, reached up and took hers in his, kissing it like a classy man at a fancy dress party, except deeply inhaling the scent and taste of her pussy, his tounge teasing her finger for a brief moment before he let her hand go, slipping her the 20 in the process.

His senses of smell and taste were overwhelmed by the enticing aroma of her delicious pussy, his cock springing to full hardness inside his uncomfortably constrictive slacks.

 

[_honey_]

Her eyes never leaving his she moves closer to him, her hand still held in his. Hooking one leg over the chair she straddles him, ending up sat on his lap. The continuous gyrations of her hips grind her against the bulge in his trousers as she casually uses the tip of her tongue to lick him in a gentle curve from the open V of his shirt collar, up the side of his neck, to his ear.

 

[Z_Money]

Her eyes never leaving his she moves closer to him, her hand still held in his. Hooking one leg over the chair she straddles him, ending up sat on his lap. The continuous gyrations of her hips grind her against the bulge in his trousers as she casually uses the tip of her tongue to lick him in a gentle curve from the open V of his shirt collar, up the side of his neck, to his ear.

Kevin was helpless. He desperately wanted to rip the last remnants of clothing from Willow's body, throw her on the stage and ravage her in front of everyone. That, however, was neither allowed nor appropriate, so he did his best to keep himself under control.

His cock was anything but under control, however, throbbing rock hard in his pants as Willow lowered herself onto him. She wasn't supposed to be actually touching him, but he knew she was uncontrollably turned on because she was actually grinding her hot wet little pussy against his huge hard bulge, he could even feel her knees trembling slightly with her arousal. Her tounge and hot breath caressed the skin of his neck, he was unable to stop from moaning in response.

He whispered, "Willow you're incredible. If you are available for private dances after your set, I'll make it very worth your while." He did not expect a response as she had to maintain her image for the rest of the patrons, but he was sure the offer would be accepted once she was finished with her dance.