Stripper Exploits
First let me start off by saying that I AM a stripper, and unlike most of the
girls I work with, I LOVE my job, and really get off on having guys watch me
strip. I love when they look at my tits and my pussy. For awhile I worked in a
club where the dancers had to wear g-strings and pasties, and got fired several
times for pulling that g-string to the side to show the guys my bare pussy. Then
there was a time when we got around the law by wearing skirts with no panties
underneath. That was probably the best time, because you could show your stuff,
yet give the guys a bit of privacy if they wanted to get close...
On one of those days, I decided to see how many of the guys I could get to
actually TOUCH my bare pussy. Of course, according to club management, that is
strictly forbidden...so I knew I would have to be discreet. Wearing a short
silky black skirt, that swirled enticingly around the tops of my thighs when I
spun around the pole, I strutted down the catwalk. Occasionally I would bend
over to give someone a glimpse of my trimmed pussy. This made me so hot and wet,
I could feel my breath coming in short gasps. My breasts were bare, nipples hard
and jutting straight out. I pinched and tugged on them every so often,
occasionally bending down to lick and suck on one. This kept me in a constant
state of arousal. I knew my pussy was drenched.
I started down one end of the catwalk, and stepped onto the ledge below. This
brought my knees down to about eye-level of the guy in front of me. He was
handsome in a sort of rugged-outdoorsy way. Probably a construction worker. His
eyes never left the bottom of my skirt - just waiting to see what was
underneath. I sat down on the edge of the stage and opened my knees. My pussy
was right there for him to see, the edges of the smooth lips glistened with my
juices. I wondered if he could smell me. I hoped so. Locking eyes with him, I
moved my garter all the way up on my thigh, as far as it would go. This way, his
hand would be so close to my pussy when he put the dollar in - how could he
avoid touching it?
Sure enough, his fingers just barely grazed my pussy lips, and I leaned in to
whisper to him, "That felt great, sugar, got another dollar?" He eagerly reached
for his wallet and got out another dollar, but not before leaning over to his
buddy beside him, and whispering something in his ear. I knew he was telling him
that I wanted him to touch me. As my friend placed the second dollar in my
garter, he boldly stroked my pussy lips, I squeezed my thighs together around
his hand, so he couldn't get away. I knew I had to be quick - to not alert the
bouncer. I let him stroke along the crack of my pussy, and he even slipped his
finger in, a little. Then I had to move on to the next guy.
Having already been alerted that I was free with my favors, the next guy,
slipped in the dollar and brazenly stroked my crotch starting with his open hand
on my ass, then lightly fingering my slit, all the way up to my clit. I leaned
forward to let him suck on a nipple briefly. By now, guys all along the catwalk
were beginning to be aware that I was hot and nasty. I continued all along the
catwalk, and almost every guy stroked my pussy. I was beginning to feel the
juices drip down the insides of my thighs, and I knew the slickness would gleam
in the dim lights. The guys knew they were making me crazy with their fingering.
A group of four decided to buy a lap dance. So we all went upstairs to a private
room. I got completely nude for the lap dance, and the four guys sat down in a
booth - minus the table, of course. I sat facing the first guy, his name was
Bob. He rubbed my tits, and sucked on them while I opened his shirt and licked
and nibbled on his chest. His neatly trimmed beard tickled my nipples, and drove
me even further over the edge. He was reluctant to touch my pussy, and I had to
take his hands, and put them on my inner thighs.
He got the message, and soon began stroking my sopping cunt. He gently inserted
a finger and looked up at me to be sure it was OK. I moaned and rocked my hips
on his hand. I wanted more. He used two fingers, than three. I was almost on the
brink of my first orgasm. With his other hand, he began teasing my asshole. I
was going crazy, I opened my legs further and bounced around on his lap to
encourage him further. Yes! He stuck a finger in my bunghole and wriggled it
around. I immediately came hard and fast. I slid down off his lap onto the
floor, and rested my head in his lap. I could feel his hard on through his
jeans, and rubbed my face in his lap.
I could smell him through his jeans, and this really turned me on. I had to suck
him off. Now this is not normally part of a lap dance, but I didn't care. I
wanted to feel him squirt down my throat, and wanted his friends to watch.
Quickly I opened his belt and took his cock into my mouth. I licked up and down
the shaft and swirled my tongue around his cockhead. He tasted so good. My head
was bobbing up and down, when I realized my naked ass was in the face of the
other three guys who were watching us.
Just then, I felt hands on my butt, stroking on my thighs, and fingers in my
pussy. I wiggled my butt around to encourage the action while sucking Bob and
burying my face in his sweet crotch. Suddenly I was entered from behind. One of
the other guys was ramming my pussy with his rod. Oh yeah, all that was missing
was the pictures! I was in heaven. My cunt throbbed, my throat burned and my
body shook with another orgasm.
Next, I decided to just fuck the next guy, no pretenses. I ordered him to remove
his jeans, and climbed on his lap. Everyone watched as my dripping pussy slowly
lowered on his pole. While I rode him, two guys sucked on my nipples, and I
played with my own clit. After my third orgasm, I wanted it in my ass. Getting
down on all fours, I invited the last guy to penetrate my bunghole. He wasted no
time ramming it home. I came almost instantly from the pain and pleasure.
Amazingly, I was up next, and had to hit the stage with their sperm dripping
from every orifice. It was my best set all day!
