I would recommend reading the first 2 parts of this story before reading this entry.
I continued to visit Brandi at the strip club and even had another modeling session with her at the lingerie store. The second time she brought her toys as promised, and the show was HOT! We both came simultaneously as she buried vibrators in her pussy and asshole at the same time.
A few weeks later, I was at the strip club, enjoying the girls as usual. I had a private dance from a new dancer at the club, a tall blonde named Alison. She may have been new to the club, but she new how to get just as nasty as the rest of the strippers. At one point during our dance, she was facing away from me as she bent over at the waist and reached behind herself to pull aside the strap of her thong, exposing her pussy and asshole to me. After that, she sat on my lap facing me, and while she had her tits in my face, she reached under the waist band of my jeans and actually took my cock in her hands and gave it a few quick strokes. After the dance was done, i made my way back to the bar; i noticed Brandi talking on the payphone, looking very agitated. She slammed the phone down and took a seat next to me.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"That idiot boyfriend of mine." Brandi replied. "He's watching the game on TV, and it just went into overtime so he said i had to wait till it's over until he comes to pick me up! I told him to go fuck himself, I’ll find my own way home."
"What a moron." I said. "If you were my girlfriend, I'd be waiting on you hand and foot! I think you are a little more important than a game on TV!"
"Thanks, you're a sweetheart." Brandi said. "But now i have a problem, i have no way home."
"Tell you what." I said. "I was just about to leave, i can give you a ride."
"Are you sure?" Brandi asked. "I live on the other side of town. I wouldn’t want you to have to go out of you way."
"No problem." I said. "I'm ready to go whenever you're ready."
"Thanks, let me go get dressed, and then we'll go."
Brandi went back to the dressing room, and after a few minutes, she returned wearing a short skirt and a tank top, her braless tits bouncing as she walked. She took my arm in hers, and we left arm in arm, getting more than a few jealous looks from some of the guys in the bar.
I led Brandi to my SUV and opened the door for her. The cab of the truck was kinda high off the ground, so when Brandi climbed up into the seat, i got a quick look at the bottom of her bare ass cheeks under her skirt. I got in my seat and asked Brandi for directions, and prepared to drive off.
"Wait a minute." Brandi said. "You have always been so nice to me, and you've always been a gentleman. That’s kind of rare for a guy who visits strip clubs, you know. Most guys come there thinking us strippers are an easy lay or a hooker."
"Well," I replied, "just because a girl takes off her clothes for a living, it doesn't make her any less worthy of respect. That’s how i feel, any way."
"Well, since you've always been so nice, and partly to thank you for this ride, I'm gonna do something special for you. Lean your seat back as far as you can while you're still able to reach the pedals."
I did as she asked, not sure yet what was going on. Brandi got on her knees in the passenger seat and reached over and undid my belt and unbuttoned my fly and waistband. Brandi then started to pull my jeans and boxers down my legs. I lifted my butt off the seat to help her. When my pants were halfway to my knees she stopped and grasped my hardening cock.
"Now, start driving, and try to keep your eyes on the road." And with that, Brandi lowered her head to my lap and took my cock between her lips.
I started to make the drive across town, trying hard to concentrate on the road. A task that Brandi was not making very easy. I was receiving the best blow job of my life, Brandi was certainly an expert at what she was doing. Her mouth felt like warm, wet velvet. I braved a quick look down, and all I saw was her head bobbing up and down on my shaft while her tongue lashed the head on the upstrokes. She was on her knees in the passenger seat, and her skirt had ridden up to expose the white thong she was wearing, the thin strip separating her ass cheeks. Luckily the streets were pretty empty, but at one stoplight, a truck pulled up next to me on my left. The driver was a pretty redhead girl. She glanced over and did a double take at the head bouncing up and down in my lap. I told Brandi we had a audience, and she lifted her head from my crotch and gave the redhead a quick smile before dropping back down on my cock. The light turned green, and I drove off, the other truck still sitting there. We were soon at her apartment complex, and Brandi stopped sucking long enough to instruct me to park in the back, away from peeping eyes. I parked as she asked, and Brandi stopped sucking and sat up, looking into my eyes. I could tell she was seriously contemplating something, and it didn’t take too long for her to make up her mind.
"Do you have a condom with you?" she asked.
"Yeah, why do you ask."
"Well," she replied, "I was just going to suck your cock and let you come in my mouth, but, I think you deserve something more. Get your pants off and get into the back seat, now, before i change my mind."
I quickly climbed into the back seat and took my pants the rest of the way off. Brandi soon joined me, still clothed, and reached for the rubber. She slowly rolled it down my shaft.
