I was on a business trip, visiting Honolulu for the very first time. Single, with more cash than I had a right to have in my pocket, I was also looking for some entertainment. As I wandered through the downtown area, I noticed a strip joint, that looked decidedly more upscale than I was used to back home. As soon as I entered, I started second-guessing my decision. The girls were gorgeous. The dΓ©cor was something from a magazine with tasteful colors and lighting. The center stage was large, and the single dancer was putting on a hell of a show! This was going to be expensive!
I found my way to a booth above the stage, and a woman came up to ask me if I wanted a drink. I ordered a ginger ale, and when she returned, she smiled and asked if I would like to enjoy a special, a 2 for 1 lap dance. I asked her how much, she told me, and I peeled off double what she mentioned, handed it to her, and said she could keep the change. Her smile was dazzling, and her eyes seemed to sparkle with life and delight as she told me she would be right back.
When she returned a few minutes later, she was wearing only a tiny thong and bra, matching colors, and a set of heels that coordinated perfectly. Her dark hair was freshly brushed, and she had freshened her lipstick. She was stunningly beautiful, with a figure that was designed to attract and hold a man's eye. Her smile once again lit up the room as she sat beside me, whispering into my ear, "Here are the rules, you may touch me as I dance, if I approve. If I tell you to stop, then do so or the bouncers will remove you."
I nodded, my eyes on hers, her dark eyes seemed to shift slightly, as if she were considering something, then she leaned in and whispered again, "Touch me, any way you like."
With that, as the music shifted to a new song she stood, and turned her back to me, lowering her hips over my crotch, and began grinding herself down onto me. My cock immediately responded, starting to grow stiff as she moved sensually. She looked back over her shoulder and nodded slightly, as her hands moved behind her back and unfastened her bra, pulling it away. I needed no more invitations, my hands lifted to let my fingers trail over her smooth back as she drove her hips down onto my growing cock, my pants tight and uncomfortable as the tiny thong started shifting slightly. My eyes devoured her as my hands slid around and began teasing the swell of her full breasts. Before I knew it, the dance was over, and she moved away, turning to face me, pulling down her thong she straddled me, her arms slipping around my shoulders, her smooth pussy now lowering over my hardness, only mt pants and boxers between my manhood and her pussy.
As the second song started, she once again began flexing her hips, rocking her pussy over my thick hardness, her breasts right at my face. I turned my head from side to side, gently kissing her scented breasts, feeling the nipples grow hard. My hands slid up and down her ribs as she writhed on me, my kisses soft on her breasts. I pulled back to watch as her smooth sex moved over my pants, seeing the fabric of my khaki trousers grow dark from her own wetness. I leaned my head slightly, whispering in her ear, "Oh my god, you have me so turned on! Do you ever consider making a man's dream come true?"