The pool party...

New Topic!

Dinner finished, we all retire to the hot tub for further conversation...

"Ok since we're "anonymous" I'd like some honest answers from both genders about strip clubs. Who likes them? Who doesn't? Why? I'm thinking primarily about clubs having female dancers only, since that is my experience. I can't believe I'm the only woman posting to this board that has gone to a club, so I expect to get some feed back. Its really the only way to prove you've been you know, cause only a woman with balls enough to go would have balls enough to say she Likes it!"

Climbs into the hot tub, leans back and sips her brandy...waiting to be stimulated... conversationally.
 
Hmmm...strip clubs...

Hi all you delicious yummy people. Dinner was great, and now I am thinking ....what's for dessert???
(I do have some ideas on that too.....)
How are your drinks? Mine is oh-so-yummy. Kamikazees please, Plz make mine blended..not shaken. Oh...and leave the pitcher you darling adorable waiter!
I love strip clubs! I do not find them offensive...However some of the clientele I do find offensive. I cannot understand why women are in the least bit threatened by them. I (mind you) have had a
wonderful experience in one of them in Atlanta not that long ago.
(big smile for that lovely memory). She was lovely and spontaneous and Hell, what could a woman want more than that?

I am by admission...a lover of beauty and sensuality. Of both sexes. Although I am no great beauty, I hold my own. I have a light hearted joyous response to sex. My thoughts are..."what Fun!" and "Can we do it again?" I have never been promiscious,
(part of me is proud and part of me is Damn! All those missed opportunities! ) But, I am a woman of discerning taste. There must be something in my partner or potenial partner(s) that calls to me. Something I can't resist. Something I ache (and pool) that I yearn to touch, kiss, caress and occasionally...nibble.

Sexual attraction is..hard to explain. It differs for everyone. I love the innuendo, the hidden messages, the light totally delicious flirting....the possibility of all of that! And I am a woman who knows the difference between "making love", "sex" and
"fucking". The difference between gentle when it's called for, and more animalistic devouring. There is a time and place for just about everything.

So...my love of strip clubs, my lack of in-security being surrounded by all that, my lack of jealousy, does that make me a "traitor"
to my sex? Hell, I even hate to shop. I am ...simply not threatened when my lover looks at others. I look too. How abnormal NOT to look and enjoy. It would be like standing under the Sistine Chapel and ignoring that beauty surrounding my every sense.

Okay...My fellow friends, I appreciate your opinions. I have had many really good times in strip clubs and quite a critic too. (the same way I am about porn flicks.) Does the world think I'm
Abby-Normal? More importantly...Do I care?

Hmmm, I love that pulsating warm water beating against my nether parts and the feel of that bouyant water lifting and caressing my breasts........sigh.......
 
Sisters under the Skin!!

Cat, you delightful creature!! Never thought I'd find another woman like myself. *I move closer, to make conversation easier*

We've been going to the clubs, Hubby & I, for about 5 years. We first went to see a real porn legend, Nina Hartley; she has the most beautiful ass! We've also seen Julia Ann & Janine, and saw Nina twice more - I have pics and everything!

The clubs are so fun. Where else can you go and just let your hair down? We have some drinks, a couple of table dances, a private dance, or two, hell who am I kidding, last time we went the tab was over $200, not counting drinks and dinner. But man, what a night.

Its exciting because few of the men have any idea what I'm doing there, they see me with Hubby, so they figure I'm not gay, but why am I there? And Why do I rate special treatment from the girls? They come sit at our table and talk to us (no drink required) and they are much more touchy with me than with the guys. Hubby has even complained that he was "cock blocked" by me. :D

The whole thing is about attitude and sometimes I like to let mine show a little. I like to be sexual and a little assertive. I like the idea that these beautiful women are dancing for me, are being flirtatious with me, and may be trying to seduce me. It's all very erotic.

Women can be patient about seduction and satisfaction...can't we Cat?

As to being a traitor to your sex Cat, well, you aren't alone. I don't like shopping either and I don't consider the fact that Hubby loves women threatening. When he shows me a photo of a beautiful woman, or points one out to me he's telling me one thing. "That's my standard for beauty, and you exceed it!"

*Settles into a relaxed position next to Cat, raises her glass*

"A toast - To Women - the bad, the beautiful, and the bi!"
 
Oh My Kit......

Oh (sigh) Kit,
I Knew I was just gonna love you! I do believe we are gonna get along just fine. And I am sitting here with a really Big SEG on my face! I have never been to a club sans man before. I've gone with groups and/or just a male friend. And every time I get more attention than the men I'm with. I have yet to go with another
woman who wasn't just totally offended, yadda yadda yadda.
I usually tell 'em grow up, chill out and just......enjoy the show.
The best kiss I have ever received was by a dancer, Oh God ... all
my nether parts just dropped to the floor at the memory.

And your right, we women have all the patience in the world. I also think it is simply...attitude that draws these lovely creatures to my table. They recognize the utterly enchanted, let loose joy that they instill in me.

Why do I have the feeling that your presence would give me that same lift? That same delightful oh-so-yummy butterfly wings tingling that I revel in?

The water is warm...and so am I. Pull that beautiful hair to the other side...There is this spot at the juncture where you neck
meets your collar bone that my lips need to graze........
 
LMAO

How did I know you two would make it into the deep end of the gene pool?:D
Hi Softcarress - glad you could make it. How's your room? Anything you need? I'm going to make a run to town this morning and pick up some new threads ( just like the old ones of course ) fresh toothbrush etc.so shout if you need anything.

Spent much of last night ruminating about strip clubs..... I worked the bar in a lot of 'em till I bought a coffee shop and changed venue. Never have been an advocate of the clubs unless it's in a country outside North America. It's kinda like the well known fight or flight response to a bodily threat - why get all worked up when you have no-one to share it with? Generally speaking strip clubs create more frustration than fun for most men. If our brain dead legislators could see their way clear to legalising prostitution, a lot of the problems created by strip clubs would be aleviated. The number of fat, ugly, nasty men far outweighs the number of interesting, attractive, desireable ones and ugly needs love too.
It's a tough call - I can see how you ladies would have a different experience since usually you'll be the center of attention. After working with hundreds of dancers over the years I can attest to the fact that most are either bi, fully gay, have a steady boyfriend or some combination of the above. Most are not the least bit interested in the customers for anything other than separating them from as much money as possible. That's why they're there in the first place. The part that cracks me up is that the wives are so upset when hubby hits the strip bar. His chances of "getting some" from one of the club girls are lower (far lower) than his chances of getting some at home unless "home" is a neurotic, self centered, judgemental bitch with an ego problem.

The guy is in the place because he's lonely or bored and horny to go with it. If these wives had a clue they'd light some candles, rent a dirty movie, bring home some massage oil, play a lil music and seduce the poor bastard. Failing that, get dolled up and go with him, wank his willy under the table a bit and lead him home by the nose. The boys they married are simple creatures, easily satisfied and easily manipulated.

The few who aren't so easily led are the ones you all lust after. This explains the "Bad Boy" syndrome. Bad boys have better control of their dicks than the rest of their bretheren and a more laisse faire attitude towards sex and women in general. Women are even worse than men when it comes to wanting what they can't have, so the "bad boy" takes on a special mystique. Fellas, please, it's all in your head - it's up to you to choose which one will run your life.

"God gave us enough blood to run a dick or a brain but not enough to run both at the same time"

The bad boys know this, so they build strip clubs to seperate the good boys from their money. The experience is very different for you ladies because you start out with the bad boy's attitude.

When I get back from town I'm going for a long walk on the beach. I think I need to spend a little time with the "IS" and listen to the surf, write a few lines of poetry or practice vaporizing clouds. It ain't easy being green........
 
Oh, there's everyone!

I wondered where everyone went! Hi rashid, Cat and Lady Kit.

Thanks, rashid for the offer perhaps tomorrow, I’m fine now. I’m also full from dinner.

Well as for the strip club I somewhat agree with rashid. But I am at a disadvantage because I can’t look at the strippers like every one else. Unless I let my hands do the walking! Wink! However, this can get me in major trouble in many situations, if you know what I mean! People are so uptight about touching in this society that they are ready to throw a sexual harassment suit at you for the thought. I have only had the opportunity to attend a strip club one time. And it was a boar because I couldn’t see. And who wants to describe what they see to me in that situation. So, I’m not much of a judge. Plus just the thought of what was going on and no release that left me frustrated!

Is there any California Chablis here?
 
I have an idea!!!

Softcaress,

Since Cat and I have been to clubs, although not together

*shudders at the touch of Cats' soft lips on her neck*

maybe we could describe it to you softcaress.

*bowing head so Cat can move her lips higher*

We could tell you about the way that the dancers get close to you, close enough to smell their perfume...feel the heat from their bodies as they brush against you...hear their breathing and soft murmers....

Could be fun....;)

*pulling reluctantly away from Cat, and getting out of the hot tub*

Cat...Rashid...I'll get back to you later...the mundane world intrudes...
 
Awwwww cum back Rashid

SoftCaress69, (by the way I luv your name!)
I have just sent our darling adorable way-too-young waiter for your Chablis. Hmmm, sit here on this ledge, The jets are perfect.
I can sympathize with you, It would not be much fun for you to go a strip club and according to Rashid (that darling yummy man)
it's not FUN for most males either. It appears that for most men,
it's just self-abuse and .....torture. And regrettably, for him and most of the male population, I think he may be right. So....why do so many men purposely torture themselves this way? Do they really believe all those stories in Penthouse Forum? Do they
deep down inside think these women are dancing just for them?
that they are gonna unwind from those poles, and land in their laps fulfilling all their fantasies? And WHY for God's sake do their women...not ask what their fantasies are..Let alone try to fulfill them? I submit......there is nothing wrong with the fantasy. Whatever it might be. But NO one is gonna just fall in their lap.
Share them with someone who loves you enough to WANT you
to fulfill them. I think, as a female...having a man coming home to me after being driven crazy (and not being fulfilled) .... is
delightful. If I'm smart...I shall reap the rewards of all their lovely
machinations. (That is if I stay home :)

and Rashid, I don't think that women have it easier. You told me that you felt that women had it easier. They could have...both without the stigma. I think it's just simply......women can and do feel safe with other women. They understand that women know where to touch without that nasty wham-bam-thank you- maam thing goin on. As Kit said, women are patient with seduction.
They nurture the moment. Most Men and you know I do not include you (you know better) have no clue as to what a woman wants and needs. And they need a little time. I am (with you anyway) NOT one of those women. You do know what buttons to push and you are delicious at torturing me. (I love that smug look on your face) as you acknowledge this.
Also, there is a freedom with another woman. No silly attachements (and the absolute promise that there will be none from your side) It's truly "in the moment". We can in those timely interludes do ......exactly what you men want. A one-night stand with no possibility of emotional entanglements.
Hmmm this subject could be explored more. I am however, surprised at how many women I've spoken to who "say" they
have never (nor would they ever) be attracted to another woman.
What a load of doo-doo. We are genetically built to bond, to form attachments and more often than not, women are more apt to have that with another woman. Women are more attuned to sensuality. (whether they admit it or not) . And sensuality lends itself to sex. Hmmm. gosh folks, I may have lost myself here.
Now I need another drink. Pass me that glass SoftCaress69, and Kit......don't go anywhere you darlin girl!
 
Wow! Lady Kit, you would really do that for me? That would be great! No one has ever wanted to do that before. Hmmm, just don’t let them get to close I may… sneak a feel! Oops!

Thanks Cat, the waiter just brought the drink! Yes, your right, the jets feel… hmmm… great. Also the softness of your skin! Also, thanks for the complement about my name.

About what you said, I think there are so many lonely men with expectations of a woman drooling over them that drive them to go to strip places. Also, the fact that men are driven by their hmmmm heads so much of the time they aren’t getting any blood in the upper quadrant where it belongs. Lol!

I may be unusual, but I also love the seduction and foreplay! The verbal seduction and sensual touching and caressing are very arousing for my partner and me. To learn the feel and taste of your partner and the way they move and smell and taste is incredible! The way a woman’s hair feels against your body… Do you mind if my hand traces a line down your back?
 
I hang up the phone, weary from dealing with matters of business when all I want is to climb back into the tub. I drop some more ice into my drink and head for the pool. Hoping that someone is still awake enough to keep me company.
 
No telephones allowed on the Island

Oh Kit,

One way to preserve one's sanity and peace of mind is to leave
business at home hon. Instead of you swimming in the pool....mayhaps your phone should. Imagine it in your head.
Hmmm...just that little phone doing the back stroke....and oh-so-silently...falling to the bottom. ahhhhhhhh, doesn't that feel good?
I am sorry that your weary. Maybe tomorrow after we've rested
our weary bones and our minds we can describe for SoftCaress
what it's like in the club. (At least for us)
No stress.....just good relaxing conversation and some very
nice oh-so-sweet dreams.
G'nite..all.
 
Early to bed......

Hit the hay at 8:30 after a long day and woke early to walk the beach a while. Seeing the note on Kits door, I wish I'd stayed up a little longer - it would have given me great pleasure to work some of the tension out of your neck and back. Just lay here on the massage table by the hot tub and close your eyes love. It's warm and there's a slight breeze tickling your skin. The scent of jasmine is in the air. You feel your head cradled in large strong hands slowly being pulled away from your shoulders. Gently stretching, weightless, tension starts to melt away. Fingers trace your face, stroking the tension from your brow, your cheeks, your chin. Smell the lotion and feel how soft it is on your skin. Notice the goosebumps on your arms and belly. So soft.....Shoulders now, working down to each arm, lifting, stretching, slow but deep, working the muscles, probing for the places where release is needed and then bringing them from pain to pleasure. The hands now - first the right, feel the fingers being pulled one at a time, the palm massaged, the wrist carefully probed and released.And then the left. Feel the tension melt away...... Turn over now and let the magic work. From your neck down the center of your back, oil and strong hands ease the knots from the muscles, you feel your shoulders go slack and you melt into the table .....so relaxed now ....... hands on your buttocks probing and separating, then moving to your thighs - hands at the top just grazing your nether lips and then moving to your knees one lovely thigh at a time. Your calves need love too and so your feet - rubbing the worry and work of the day into some distant cloud leaving only a comfortable lust soon to be satisfied. Eyes still closed, body relaxed, breathing deep and steady now, you feel new hands, smaller hands with long shapely nails carress your skin, tracing circles around each breast while my tounge licks it's way inside your thigh, teeth gently grazing the the soft skin and finds its way home between your sweet, soft cheeks and probes your ass........let us entertain you................are you relaxed????
 
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You said it, Cat!

Cathay said:
Sexual attraction is..hard to explain. It differs for everyone. I love the innuendo, the hidden messages, the light totally delicious flirting....the possibility of all of that! And I am a woman who knows the difference between "making love", "sex" and
"fucking". The difference between gentle when it's called for, and more animalistic devouring. There is a time and place for just about everything.

I feel just the way you do Cat, but it has been very seldom that I got acquainted with a man who showed these qualities. I enjoy the innuendoes and the little "messages", makes things that more appealing and enticing! The lack of this has resulted in me wondering if I'm asking for too much, and little feelings of inhibition have begun to creep in *sigh*

Anyway, I'm late, sorry, I couldn't find something sweet and sensual for the trip, I'm one of the heavy duty beauties, so to speak, so it's harder for me to look as good as you beautiful ladies, but I try :) If no one minds, I'll just slip into the other end of the pool, and get my bearings, I just may find a familiar face and a tender touch. And a Tia Maria coffee liquer might warm me up a bit. Nice to be here!

=^o^=
 
Hi you

You made it!!!!! How was the trip? Hang on a mo - did you want that with coffee or without? flaming or not? I make a mean spanish coffee lady so call it like you want it. If you need anything, anything at all, just say clap your hands and say the word. This is, after all, a magic place where the only thing we all must do is speak from the heart.

Smooches to you ..... glad you're here
 
So glad you came Mystique!

Welcome to our little gathering Mystique,

Great stimulating conversation (hmmm and other things goin' on)
Please do not let those nasty feelings of self doubt and such enter your mind. We all have our own beauty, you just have to
OWN it. Find things about yourself that you like (ie love) and revel in them. Me...I'm no raving beauty..but I am the best woman I can be and..I like me even. I have nice shoulder length
blonde hair, beautiful lips, nice distinctive eyes and great legs!
Most importantly, I can relax and enjoy myself. Also I have beautiful hands and long hard nails. I have no butt (coming back in my next life with cheeks, I swear!) My breasts are okay (too big for my taste...but then I'm not the one tasting them, harhar.)
There are other things I'm not crazy about but......I try not to dwell on them and just ... go with the flow. I am intelligent,
well-read, happy, light hearted, love all things sensual, laughter
is very important to me and I love life! These are things to be
proud of. And I am. So......NO picking on you allowed! "We" will
not allow it love! Enjoy your swim.....let Rashid make you an
awesome drink. And SoftCaress has lovely hands and a very gentle touch. Kit is laying on this bed over here and I have things I need to do...ooops, need more warm oil. Almond flavored I think...no..maybe warm cinnamon. Hands aren't the only things that can relax one.......
 
Hello Misty! Come over here and lets get to know you! The water is great! There are things about all of us that we don’t like or we can’t do any thing about. But that doesn’t make us less desirable! Every one has their specialties. We all can’t be or do the same things. People get all up tight about differences instead of embracing differences and learning from them. We all have qualities that that if others would see would be better for knowing us! If only people would take the time and open their eyes. No pun intended! Just have the courage to let people see you.

Hmmm… Cat… how about if I rub this war moil starting at your neck and working down…! By the way, where is Lady Kit and rashid?
 
*good vibes*

Thank you so very much SoftCaress, I am enjoying the water actually, nice and warm. Rashid makes a mean drink and I like how he added a little cream to the liqueur.
I think you're right about "specialities" or special qualities, which I do believe we each have. But they do go undiscovered at times and that feeling of beng desireable diminishes. I've come to terms with myself where my body is concerned, but I must admit I fear rejection in intimate situations.
But I seem to be in good company here, and might just feel relaxed enough to toss the suit at some point, probably when that moon rises later tonight and we're all comfy cozy.

Cat, you seem to be very in touch with yourself, which I admire, thanks for such a warm welcome! And yes, I'm hearing all sorts of good things about SoftCaress and his wonderful sense of touch, I can only imagine what such sensations would be like, I enjoy touching too, it's very sensual and highly stimulating to me, but usually guys just get right down to the nitty gritty and the touching is limited.

But for now, I'll sip my Tia Maria and enjoy the feeling of the water and listen to that lovely music I'm hearing, sounds like The Drifters. Oh, I think Kit just slipped in!
As Rashid would say *smooches* to everyone!
 
Good Evening All! Here I am, feeling so much better. Rashid and Cat are soo soothing...after a time. ;)

Mistique, I'm sorry I was absent when you arrived! Here, *offers tray containing three flowers in full bloom* go tropical and tuck a flower behind your ear. I have white gardenia, an orange & red lilly, and a orchid thats pale lavender. What would look best with your hair color?

Hello softcaress *steps in front of you, holds hands at waist height, waiting for you to accept my touch*! Are you ready for Storytime with Kit and Cat? Hmm sounds like the title for a porn movie. *kisses you gently as you accept my hands*

Rashid, thanks for the massage I see you're being the host with the most...as always *steps up to Rashid, places hands on your chest and slides them up to curl around your neck; fingers into your hair, nails scraping your scalp, gently I grip your hair, and pull your face to mine*

What shall we talk about now? *I press my lips against yours, mouth moving slightly, nibbling and teasing. I mold my body against you, holding you as I taste your mouth. Breaking the kiss, I move to stand next to the delicious Cat*

And Cat...*I stroke your cheek, trailing my finger down your neck, across your collar bone, and over your beautiful, full brasts* have I mentioned that I have a thing for breasts? Do you by chance have nice bottle of champagne chlling somewhere? It's not as slipperly as oil, but oh so stimulating! *grinning, I streatch out on the edge of the pool to chat with Mistique.

Thank you for the compliment, I'm not a beauty really, I have some great features, and I've learned to accentuate the positive, and ignore the negative. Your sig line that says the present is a gift, well so are we. Like a gift, the wrappings and ribbons and bows are beautiful, but the mystery of what lies within is the best part.

Kisses!!

*I laugh as I skip my cellphone across the pool surface to the deep end where it sinks to the bottom!*
 
Hi Lady Kit! As I except your hands and give you a kiss! We are having a wonderful time. Mistique has joined us and we are having a very stimulating conversation. I can’t Waite to hear the adventures of Kit and Cat… as I sip my wine and listen to you pour Champagne over Cat and hear the sensual gasps of pleasure emanating from her throat!
 
My first club experience

*Sitting down next to softcaress, I take a sip of my drink, and kiss him lightly on the cheek before I start my story.*

That first visit came about because one of my favorite porn stars, Nina Hartely, was going to be a featured dancer. Knowing how I felt, Hubby made sure that I knew all about the event. Told me about what goes on, and then after the cosmic sex, when I was weak, he got me to agree to go to the club. Besides, I had to see this little hottie in the flesh, so off we went.

Being female, I wondered what to wear. Asking Hubby was no help, he kept muttering, "not much" and grinning. :D It was winter, so I needed some cover. I went with a black mini, over black stockings & high heeled knee length boots. I wore a black satin bra and a mans pinstripe suit jacket, buttoned one hole below the bra, overall. Long blonde hair hanging loose, nails and lips crimson and I'm set.

The club was nothing special as they go, and I've since been in better, but it was the first time, so it will always be unique. We entered and I discovered that except for the "staff" I was the only woman present. We took a high table near the entrance and waited to be noticed.

At first, it was like we had this barrier around us. No one came to the table. We laid cash on the top and no one came! Finally, our waitress arrived and took our drink order. Hubby offered her an extra tip if she'd get one of the dancers to come over and dance. Before long, we had our first dancer on the way.

She was petite, beautifully proportioned, had long brown hair that swept across her full breasts as she danced.
"Would you like a dance?" She asked Hubby in a soft sexy voice
"I'd like you to dance for my wife," says Hubby, smiling wickedly
She looks surprised, and then pleased. The music starts, and she moves toward me. I sit facing her, my knees together, feet on the high stool. "Spread your legs," she tells me. As I do my skirt rises, showing the tops of my thigh highs. I feel a chill on my exposed flesh, but I'm not cool for long.

She begins to dance using only the area between my thighs as her stage. Every movement puts her in touch with my body at some point. Her hips brush against my inner thighs, I can feel the heat of her skin as she touches first the left thigh and then the right.

She turns her back to me, and leans her head back against my chest. I look down the length of her body. Her breasts covered by the tiniest of bikini tops, two triangles of white, one over each nipple. Further down, I see her belly, her hips, the slim white thong that covers what must be a shaved puss.

The song enventually ends. I am excited, the look on her face tells me that she knows, and is pleased by the idea. There is power in this kind of stimulation, and she had that power over me that night. She moved to another table, and I looked around the room at the men present. Some caught my eye, many did not, but one thing was certain. I had my own power that night, becuase while I was watching her, they were watching me....and I learned that night that I love to be watched!
 
Hmmm My first "experience" in a club

Hmmm. listening to Kit (what a melodious delicious voice you have) I was reminded of my first time in a club. I did not know what to expect and I was delighted at the unexpected bonus that I recieved that lovely evening so very long ago. Sitting in this warm lapping water, watching what the sound of Kit's voice was doing to SoftCaress, enjoying the look of open inquistive delight on Mystiques face and the sexually charged amusement in Rashid's brown bedroom eyes, I lay back against the ledge and as those delicious warm bubbles tease me, I close my eyes and remember. You never forget your "first" time at anything. And I know that this is one memory I will always have and that it will always bring me back to that small delicious charge I had that evening. I wondered as my companion and our friends were on our way... how I would feel. Would I feed insecure? Would I feel some strange sense of jealousy as my companion and the other
men in the group drooled and fantasized? It is not normally in my nature...but I always try to be open and utterly honest with myself. I needn't have worried.
My hair which was a tawny rather golden red at the time was very long. If I didn't lift it, I would sit on it. I left it down that night, it was a warm summer night in Tucson and I wanted to feel my hair aganst my skin. (I love all things sensuous). I was wearing this awesome outfit I called "my Pochantas outfit". The top was tunic style sedona red and it closed on the sides only by tying the three suede ties. Of course, I couldn't wear a bra with it which meant the sides of my breasts were open to the eyes.
(Which I found very sexy) The bottom was literally hip huggers
and of course had to be tied also. They were form fitting when tied, and I loved the overall effect. Both sides of me from under my armpits to my high heels was (except) for the suede ties open. I weighed about 95 lbs dripping wet and my breasts seemed like they were half of that! I was at the time, discovering my own sensuality and aboslutely revelling in it. Tonight, was another lesson for me. And I loved it! Mmmm delicious. (Sorry, I digress, while my pulse ...remembered when)
There were two other women in our little group and I think they went hoping to prove how utterly open minded they were. They failed miserably but.......I paid very little attention to them. Or even the other men, I was entranced and engrossed my the sight before me. We were (like Kit) the only women in the club. Most of the men were alone, (and trust me, on this night, I could see why!) Nothing to write home about!
I wanted to sit at the bar so I could be close while the dancers strutted their stuff before us. I was not dissapointed. There were some lovely lovley women in front of me which I fell in lust with in the blink of an eye. But one in particular. She was a tall long legged brunette. Her hair was as long as mine and (like me) she let it swing free. Her hair was almost black and she had sprinkled glitter throughout. When the lights shone just right, I felt like I was watching my very own harem princess dancing for me and under my power. Hmmm. getting late. I will pick this up again in the morning and tell you about her special gift to me.
Sweet dreams............
 
Cat, you are a worse tease than I am! Can't wait to hear more!

*Standing on the beach...I watch the morning birds diving into the water...catching breakfast. I feel happy to be here, on the ocean, with good company, and my am coffee in my hand.*

It's going to be a good day!
 
Lady Kit...

I’m enjoying the warmth of the water that stimulates and relaxes every nerve in my body as Kit moves closer to me and gives me a soft kiss on my cheek, This heightened my senses… as she begins telling us about her first time at a strip club. You sound as beautiful as the ladies you were watching! I admit to becoming aroused at the seductiveness of your experience. I also wondered how diffacult it must have been for you, as it certainly would be for me not to have been able to touch such a gorgeous sight? The sexual energy that that sparked in you that night must have been incredible. Wow! As I become aroused at the images in my mind… You didn’t mention if you had panties on that night?

Cat! I am picturing you in that outfit and it sounds delicious tied on the sides. You certainly have peaked my interest about the special gift!

I appreciate both of your descriptions! I think, as you describe the experiences, from a woman’s view, it is a very powerful feeling to be in total control of the men that are lusting over you? As well as the power the dancers feel! I wonder if this is a different feeling than what men feel? It’s almost as if you can experience the sensuality of the experience and have complete control over the situation? Hmmmmm! Where’s that waiter?
 
You must excuse me...

I have been wrting for (expletive deleted) for almost an hour and
my 'puter just dropped the ball. So.....when my temper cools and my wrists heal. I will try and rewrite (sigh) what I wrote earlier.
(Just try to imagine my state of mind hmmm at this moment)
I will be back.......
 
To Cat!

Cat! Close your eye’s, take deep breaths… feel the sensations of your breathing… listen to your breath…feel your chest as you inhale… then exhale…feel all of your muscles begin to relax…it is like all the energy is draining out of your body! Feel the warm water surround your body… feel all the nerve endings in your body tingle like thousands of hands are caressing and massaging you all over… you feel all the anger just drain out of your body…wile you feel the sensations of your breathing… slowly open your eye’s…feeling refreshed and calm…you see all of our faces smiling as we bask in the warmth of the evening air and hear the waves thundering across the sand. You feel much better! Especially since, you threw the computer in the ocean!
 
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