After a long week at work, I decided to kick back at a strip club. I decided to go to Centerfold's which is a little out of my way, but the quality of women they have working there makes it worth the hour drive. Ever since my divorce, I have frequented the club every couple of months. I recognized a few of the dancers, but there was one that I hadn't seen before and I found absolutely stunning. She was a brunette that I guessed was about 25 years old with a long, tight body. Her legs went on for days and were accentuated by the high heels she wore. She had a tight stomach and breasts that I could guess were about 34c. She had the most beautiful face with big brown eyes. The moment I saw her, I went to the stage she was dancing on. Naturally, there were many horny men gathered around, but I found out her name was Dylan and spent most of the next few hours flirting with her when I could, although most of the time she was off giving private dances to the other men.
After a few hours and several beers, I was ready to head home, but not before I treated myself to a private dance from Dylan. When she was free, I approached her and took her up on her earlier offer of a private dance. Dylan led me back to the private dance area and I took my place in the oversized chair. When the music started up again, she started working her long, slender body over mine, rubbing up close against me. I have had a lot of lap dances, but nothing compared to the one Dylan was giving me. While leaning back to whisper in my ear how much she wanted me and how much she wanted to get me off, her beautiful ass rubbed against my fully erect cock. After the second song, Dylan had me almost ready to explode. We kept going and every time I came close to orgasm, Dylan would slow down and flash me a knowing smile. After the fourth dance, I told her that I would need to go to the ATM to get more cash.
Dylan snuggled up next to me in the oversized chair and whispered in my ear, "I promise when you pay for one more dance, I'll make sure you cum even if it takes more than one." She had a mischievous look on her face that I just loved.
"I'll be right back," I said as I started to stand up but was held back by Dylan.
"Wait a second, Steve," she said as she smirked. "You look like a fun guy who is up for a challenge. Please hear me out before you say no. I like knowing that I can get men to do things they never would think they could for me. Have you ever sucked cock before?"
"No," I quickly answered. "And it's something that I have no desire to do."
"That's just what I wanted to hear because I want the first cock you suck to be for my enjoyment."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing and couldn't believe that I hadn't stood up to leave. The seductive look on Dylan's face and her hands roaming over my body kept me there. I kept listening to her.
"A lot of men leave here so horny after us girls work them up and don't give them release. I know that there have been a few guys that wait out there and proposition the men coming out of here. In the alley, it is secluded enough that you can blow a guy and not have anyone watch you. It would turn me on so much knowing that you gave a guy a blowjob for $20 just to have another dance with me."
Dylan rubbed my chest, then down to my cock and purred in my ear. "Will you suck your first cock for me?"
"Yes," surprisingly came out of my mouth. Then I realized what I had just said, but the look of delight on Dylan's face made me realize how much I wanted to please her.
"Oh, you've made me so happy. You're going to suck cock for money for me." Dylan stood up and took my hand. Then she led me to the door. "And just to make sure you've earned the $20 you come back with, give me your wallet so you can't use the ATM." I instinctively gave her my wallet and then she told the doorman to make sure I get back in.
Before I could completely register what was happening, I was standing outside without my wallet having agreed to suck a stranger's cock for money for the most beautiful and seductive woman I had ever met. And if I go through with it, she will rub herself on me until I get off. I tried to reason with myself that I could just leave and replace everything in my wallet as if I lost it, then never come back here. But the thought of never coming back, meant I'd never see Dylan again. Would that be worse than actually asking a man for money to suck his cock and going through with it? I looked around and thought that nobody knows who I am here so if I suck one cock, none of my friends will ever know and I will please the most intoxicating woman I have ever met. I mustered up the courage to do it.