After Missy and Mark left the next morning, Sara and I began getting the downstairs ready for Missy to move in around Thanksgiving. They told us that they would probably move in the weekend before Thanksgiving since Mark was heading to New York the Sunday morning after the holiday.
Of course, in the process of cleaning up the basement area that Sunday afternoon, Sara and I made sure the bed in the room was strong enough to handle two people fucking each other's brains out. After that, we made sure it could handle it twice. We were both excited that we were having a permanent fuck partner move in. I may have been a little more excited.
"I love the feel of a woman," Sara said somewhat complaining as I was on top of her, fucking her for the second time that afternoon. "They really know how to touch and shit, but the only problem is they don't have a dick. When a woman makes me cum, its never as an intense as when a cock makes me cum."
"Yeah, but from what I've observed, one cock doesn't make you cum as hard as when you are playing with two or three, or…ten, cocks."
"Fuck you, you bastard," was her sarcastic reply. "How are you gonna keep your tongue in you mouth when Missy walks around topless?"
"Yeah well, between the two of you, I don't know if there is enough of me to go around. Anyway, when you two go out, it'll probably be a competition as to who is the bigger slut."
"Well, who do you think is a bigger slut?"
"I now Missy gets around, especially at school, and I know she has fucked several of Mark's friends, but I don't think she has ever gone out and seduced a group of guys to fuck her," I told my wife as I turned her over and raised her ass in the air so I could enter her ass. "So I have to figure you're the bigger slut. Besides, I don't know of anyone else who wants to have her ass fucked everyday."
"As long I can still get that, Missy can have anything else," my wife, now moaning as I fucked her ass.
"You bet. Besides, you're not only a slut, but a dirty one at that. I don't think Missy would let me fuck her ass and then directly put my cock in her mouth like you do. But she did do something amazing last night."
"What's that."
"When I was ready to cum, she pulled my hips into her so that she took me completely in her mouth and then held me there while I came down her throat. It felt a lot like I when I cum deep in your pussy, but it was her mouth. It felt absolutely amazing."
Telling my wife about how Missy had swallowed me the night before had us both ready to cum. My wife pulled away, forcing me out of her ass, and rolled over on her back.
"Stick that thing down my throat and let me show you I can do the same thing."
I moved to my wife's mouth and she grabbed my hips and shoved my cock down her throat. Within seconds, I was shooting my load down her throat.
"Is that how she did it," wife said after she has swallowed all of my semen.
"That was much better. I don't think there is a guy alive that would not dream about fucking a chick in the ass and then having her swallow. I'm so lucky I'm married to such a dirty whore like that."
"I'm the lucky one," Sara said. "I get a husband who is an absolute stud in bed, and I get to fuck anything I want to. Any girl who doesn't want that is lying to herself."
After we got up, we continued to clean up the basement. In fact, that is what took up the better part of the next two weeks. Sara and I continued to fuck like animals, in between our basement cleaning duties. About the only major thing we undertook was my wife dyed her hair. She went from a dirty blonde to a dark redhead, which, in my opinion, made her look five years younger. There were no complaints on my part.
"I figured that it's be good if Missy's pussy wasn't the only the new around here," explained Sara to me about her new hair color. "Do you like?"
I did and I showed her by dropping my sweat pants to the ground to show her my hardness.
"Well, well. I didn't know redheads did it for you like that. Let your knew redhead take care of that for you."
When she walked over to me, I ripped off her clothes, bent her over the kitchen table, and fucked her. We continued to fuck for the rest of the afternoon.
The Tuesday before Thanksgiving, Missy moved her stuff in. She and Mark lived downstairs until that Sunday when Mark was to move to New York. I soon realized that Missy rarely wore a lot of clothes around the house, which fit in with Sara and I's clothes policy just fine.
I also found out how comfortable I had become around naked women. Donna and Tom came over to help them move in along with a couple of Missy and Mark's friends. After we had finished, we all enjoyed some time in the hot tub. Despite the fact it was the first time I had ever been naked in front of the Missy's friends, or seen them naked, I was at complete ease. It was not until one of them, her name was Tanya, and I started to kiss and stimulate each other did I begin to get hard. That night we all enjoyed each other's company two or three times.
The Friday after Thanksgiving, Missy and Sara arranged for a little going away party for Mark, except I was not invited. I was told to find something to do for the day since only girls were invited. I was able to get out of Sara that she, Donna and a few of Missy's girl friends would team up on Mark to wish bon voyage.
I decided to spend the afternoon and evening at a strip club across the river. There was a lot of college football on that afternoon, and one of the clubs had a sports theme with two huge projection TVs, which were situated in among three different stages. I was ready to enjoy football, beer and bare breasts. I had no idea I was about to entertain a fantasy.
I paid my cover charge and found a seat right in the middle of the main room, which meant I could see both big screens as well as three different dancers at the same time. I ordered a beer and got relaxed. I could tell a new set of girls had jus taken the stage because they were still relatively dressed, at least as dressed as strippers were at the beginning of their set. The brunette on the right stage had just removed her top exposing a large set of fake tits and was now beginning to give some attention to one of the guys around her stage.
The girl on the middle stage had long blonde hair. Her dress was still covering her tits, but she had the skirt hiked up over hips and was gyrating her g-string covered pussy in some guy's face. Finally, the girl on the left of the TV had been making some guy on the opposite side of the stage a satisfied customer. She was shoving her breasts in his face and then turned back toward the middle of the stage.
"Holy shit," I thought to myself. "That's fucking Nikki Straussner."
She was a former student of mine about four years ago. I was processing the fact that a former student of mine was on stage stripping and I was staring at her naked breasts, which were a gorgeous natural c-cup and very perky, when she recognized me. She seemed at ease, which was more than I could say about myself at that particular time, and gave me a smile and little wave. I acknowledged her and she went back to the business of satisfying the seven or eight men around her stage.
I could not keep my eyes off her as she stripped off her dress and gave me a little wink as she kicked it off to the back of the stage. Now she was standing on stage wearing only the tiniest of g-strings and her platform heels. She looked incredibly hot.
She continued to work the stage while memories of her in class raced back to my mind. She had been in several classes of mine. If I remembered correctly it had been junior US History and Senior AP Government. She had always been very attractive and usually dressed to flaunt it. She had been a cheerleader and I know that more than once I had fantasized about her in her uniform. However, it had always just been a fantasy about seeing her naked and now she was her barely covered pussy in some guy's right in front of me.
Unfortunately, the club that I was at would not allow the dancers to get completely nude unless you paid for a private dance so my mind raced wondering what her pussy looked like. Before long the third song ended and the announcer began introducing the new girls taking the stage and thanking the one that had just finished. When he got to her stage, I found out her stripper name was Dakota.
When she got off the stage, she made immediate eye contact with me and began to make her way over to my table, but she was stopped by a guy. He obviously wanted a private dance with her so she headed to the back of the club, but before she went, she smiled at me and motioned her head telling me she wanted me to follow her back there to watch.
I grabbed my beer, followed her and found a table near where the private dances were and able to see her sit him down. He paid her and she sat her stuff down on the next table. Immediately she began to rub her almost naked body all over the man. Her hands were all over him as well. Suddenly, she jumped up on the couch where the man was sitting and shoved his face into her barely covered pussy. She turned around and buried his face between her ass cheeks. I could feel my cock begin to stiffen watching this former student sexually work this guy over.
Nikki stood straight up and dropped her g-string to her knees giving the guy a perfect view of her pussy from behind. It also allowed me to see her completely bald pussy. She knew I was watching closely because she smiled at me. She turned around to give the guy a good look from the front as well.
She slowly pulled her g-string back up and stepped down off the couch. She turned away from him and began her lap dance, slowly moving her hips back and forth over his crotch. While she alternated between quick gyrations and slow ones, her eyes met mine again. She smiled again. This time, however, it was a smile that communicated to me that she wanted me to be the one sitting on the couch. As to tease me further, she moved her hands to her tits and squeezed them together for me while she never moved her eyes away from me.
After a short time, she turned around and straddled the man's lap and continued to the lap dance until the end of the song. She stood up and helped him to his feet. I noticed a rather large bulge in his pants. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and he headed back to where he and his buddies were seated. She headed directly to me.
"Holy cow. Hello Mr. Miller," she said. When she got to me she gave a big hug, pushing her bare breasts into me.
"Hi Nikki. I mean Dakota," I replied as our hug ended and my eyes worked my way down and back up her naked body.
"Do you like my name? After all, when I had to pick one, you're the reason I chose Dakota."
"No shit," I replied moving my eyes from her tits to her eyes. "How did I inspire the name Dakota? For that matter, I would have never guessed in a million years that you'd become a stripper."
"Well, its paying for med school. I graduate from SLU this fall and I have already been accepted into their med program. You know I can make like close to two grand working here three nights a week. I normally work Saturday nights, but I switched with another girl who needed this afternoon off. So I'll make less today than normal, but then again I wouldn't have seen you come in.
"As for my name," she continued. It was hard for me to pay attention to what she was saying because she was adjusting her g-string so nonchalantly as we talked. "I remembered how much you said you loved Theodore Roosevelt and how often he went to the Dakotas to get away. After all, you were my favorite teacher so the name Dakota made perfect sense.
"My god this is so freakin' weird. You remember Katie Jensen don't you."
