I was on a business trip to Sydney and my colleagues wanted to take me to a nightclub for the evening.
"There's this really sexy dancer -- you'll love her," one of my bachelor colleagues said enthusiastically.
With my wife back in Perth I wondered whether it was wise, but I managed to let him persuade me. Better to stroke myself in the company of sexy women than on my own in the hotel, I thought.
We ate dinner in a chic restaurant around the harbour and about 11 pm we (there were three other colleagues and me) took a taxi to this nightclub. It looked fun at the doorway and as soon as we got inside I was amazed at all the gorgeous sexy girls all around the place. One of them took us to a VIP table (my company has money!!) and sat us down, giving us a great view of a pair of beautiful tits as she bent down to arrange our table. The music was not too loud and there were several girls already dancing on the stage. Well, dancing was not quite what it was -- just an excuse to show off their gorgeous bodies. An extremely pretty waitress came up to serve us -- she was wearing, if that's the word, a short skirt and black tights -- and little else -- just a necktie. Her tits were full but not too large -- the nipples erect and the girl herself was obviously horny. My colleagues knew her and teased her a lot. She was quick to giggle and laugh with them and even sat on my senior colleague's knee and let him play with her tits for a short while. I and my colleagues soon all had large erections in our trousers.
When she went off to get our order, the guys all relaxed but they couldn't keep their eyes off the girls. I had to admit that I was enjoying myself and starting to feel very aroused. The music suddenly stopped.
"Here she comes," whispered a colleague, "Watch this!"
The stage blacked out, everyone went quiet and then the spotlight shone onto a very long left leg sheathed in a black stocking and red garter belt. This leg started to move and the rest of the totally stunning body moved into the light.
"That's Susy," came the loud whisper from my left.
Dressed in just a tiny top and very short skirt, this beauty began to gyrate to the sensuous music. I couldn't help but get extremely aroused -- her body was sensational and, as I watched closely she began to strip off her clothes. Not quickly but in the time-honoured tradition of the stripper. It took about 2 minutes for her to take off her top, showing a little red bra underneath. By this time I had a raging hard-on and I was stroking myself under the table. Susy's breasts were large, but not unduly so, and looked deliciously firm.
"Wouldn't you like to suck on those?" asked one colleague.
I just nodded, hoping he couldn't see what I was doing.
"You just wait!" he said, mysteriously.
Susy continued to gyrate and writhe on the stage, smiling and licking her lips, and sometimes going to the floor and making simulated sex movements. It was extremely erotic and I could already feel my cum starting to boil in my balls. She peeled off one stocking and threw it to a guy on a table near us. The second one was directed at me. I caught it and put it on the table. One of my colleagues picked it up and sniffed it, waving it at Susy, who grinned even more. Just as she was about to slip out of her skirt, she came off the stage and made straight for our table.
One guy whispered loudly, "We arranged this for you -- it wasn't cheap!"
My colleagues moved aside as she came over and stood right in front of me. She roughly pushed the table away and I was just able to pull my hand off my throbbing cock.
"It's OK, big boy," she grinned, "all the guys do it when I'm on stage."
Now so close to her, I almost came in my pants, especially when she sat down on my knees facing me.
"It's OK," she cried, "You can touch!"
I put my arms round her and felt her body trembling. She shifted her body further along my legs until I could feel her hot pussy start to press against my erection.
"My, you are a big boy," she cooed, wriggling so that her pussy was caressing along my throbbing length. "Would you like to take off my bra?" she asked loudly so that everyone could hear.
I nodded, almost unable to move from the sheer beauty of her presence.
"Come on,' called my colleagues, "take it off. We want to see them too."
My hands were still around her back so I slowly slid them upwards across her hot soft skin until I found her bra strap.
"No, silly," she murmured softly in my ear, "It's at the front."
"Oh", I managed to mutter as I released her and let her lean back away from me. This close up her breasts looked magnificent, even better than my wife's two beauties! I struggled to find the clasp of her bra, but enjoying the feeling of her tits pressing on my hands as I searched. I finally found it, while my colleagues were shouting encouragement, and I slowly unfastened it.
"It's OK, big boy," Susy giggled, "You can let go now!"
For emphasis she slid her pussy right along my hard cock and I could feel her wetness soaking my trousers.
I released the two ends of her bra and the cups fell away from her delicious tits. She immediately took my hands and put one directly on each tit.
"Squeeze them, big boy," she urged, pressing hard down on my erection, "I'm going to cum on your cock very soon."
I grabbed each tit and played with them, enjoying the feeling as her nipples erected firmly under my palms. I didn't need to know from her what she needed next. I just picked up each of her large nipples between a finger and thumb and squeezed in the same rhythm that she was now rubbing herself against my cock.
She leaned into me and whispered in my ear, "I've not cum like this in the club before. Enjoy!"
With a deep groan, Susy threw her head back and came in an explosive orgasm, her whole body rocking all over me and her pussy grinding against my throbbing cock. I'll never know how I was able to contain myself, but I didn't want to cum in my trousers. There were huge cheers from my friends and the rest of the now-packed audience. I even noticed the waitresses and other girls watching the show Susy and I were putting on.
When she finally calmed down, she slowly climbed off my lap, announcing, "Well, big boy, I needed that. See you later!"
She stood up close by me and slowly slipped off her thong. It clung to her wetness as she pulled it down.
"You can keep that as a souvenir!" she cried, throwing her wet thong in my face with a big smile.
Now naked apart from her tiny skirt, Susy went back on stage and all my colleagues gathered around.
"That was even more than we paid for," the senior one said, quite amazed. "Did you cum in your pants?"
"Uh, no," I managed to stammer, almost unable to speak, "but it was close."
"I couldn't help it,' admitted one as he got up to go to the washroom.
"Nor me", admitted two others, following him out. The remaining guy just grinned.
"I had my secretary twice before we left the office," he grinned. "She wants to try you tomorrow!"
"Really?" I asked, stupefied.
His secretary had been my wet dream every time I'd visited the Sydney office.
We missed seeing Susy's exit, but I doubt that anything could have bettered her performance so close up and personal. The rest of the evening we spent drinking, me in moderation, the others unfortunately to excess. They all became very rowdy when a young blonde started to do what was planned to be the last strip of the night. Eventually security were called in by the bar staff and my colleagues were 'persuaded' to leave. I was not sorry to see them go at that point. The pretty blonde completed her strip, showing a delicious pair of tits and a very wet pussy. I could see juices dribbling down the insides of her thighs.
