This story is about when I first fucked a black girl, a sexy black stripper.
This story is also a part of (parts 1 and 2) in the longer story about the time I auctioned away my wife. But if you don't like long stories then here's one for you.
I've tweaked it a bit
I was 18, had a fake id, and ended up at a strip club.
Laura was 25 but looked 20, and from day 1, I loved watching her in her different outfits, with her big breasts and booty, a black booty, mot a scrawny little white ass.
Her breasts jiggled a bit as she moved and her nipples always stood large and erect.
Immediately I wanted those big black lips with her reddish-purple lipstick to suck my cock.
There's no dream or fantasy more vivid than seeing my hard white cock slipping between a black woman's big lips. The contrast of colors turned me on. The idea of seeing the deep black and white of her eyes looking up to me as she sucked my hard cock was such a turn-on.
Laura had long voluptuous black legs that she always showed off with high heels shoes or boots, sometimes with stockings, long socks, bobby socks, garters, offset with short plaid skirts, pink skirts, tight glittery shorts, and button-down shirts tied up to expose her flat stomach, tight blouses, loose tank tops, her lush long black hair.
This drove some men wild. Her regulars were loyal and paid exorbitant amounts of money to have her sit with them, for a lap dance, for a private dance, to drink with her, anything to spend time with her, have her rub against them, rub her ass into their crotch until they came in their pants.
The bouncer at the door always let me through easily, and once inside the doors I was immediately surrounded by loud music, pink lighting, leather chairs, and booths, men scattered loosely in small groups, flashing lights illuminating a stage where a black woman with large enhanced breasts wrapped her legs around a pool, gyrating her hips, and rubbing her crotch against the pole.
I usually sat down at the same table, and I always enjoyed following the witnesses and strippers swaying their butt and hips, their high-heeled shoes making the muscles of their fit legs flex and their hips sway.
I especially liked Laura's schoolgirl outfit, a button-down white shirt with all but one button undone, her cleavage shining through the opening, her hair in two ponytails across her shoulders, her face with barely any make-up, just black eye-liner and light blue-eye shadow bringing out the blue of her eyes, light red lipstick and liner making her lips moist.
The guy next to me, Evert, an older Dutch guy always gets a lap dance, a light-skinned small blonde wearing a red G-string and slight red bra stretched around large enhanced breasts, her hair in long curls whipping softly across his face as she ground against him, he always shot a load in his pants after about two dances.
I also liked the Mexican stripper, Carmen, with thick lush thick dark curled hair down to her waist, a round firm butt, and a flat stomach and first and foremost, large natural round breasts which she barely ever covered except for pasties. She usually wore very short frilled skirts of all colors that all had one thing in common, they didn't a louse job covering her curvaceous butt, stockings, and black stripper heels.
After Carmen a young Danish girl always came on, I'd defiantly fuck her as well, I just don't know her name yet.
The lights on the stage flashed and the announcer's voice boomed out the introduction for her stage name Helga, the Viking goddess. Guys always stood up and clapped as she came onto the stage. A tall long-legged blonde with tanned skin, large fake breasts, hidden away by a brown robe and brown leather cape tied together with a belt, thigh-high leather boots, a leather collar around her neck, gold-detailed arm & leg ties and, of course a horned Viking helmet, and a big Viking sword.
Once she'd stripped off her Viking outfit she had on a very tight leather corset and thin brown G-string type-ish panties. The light-skinned Viking Goddess struck a pose at center stage, snapped her hips, and smacked her butt hard, getting a whooping call from all the guys in the bar.
Then I saw her, my black waitress with big breasts and booty.
After another hour with strippers and dancers teasing me and the rest of the crowd, I had built up the confidence and vert bluntly asked.
"What goes on in there?" I said stupidly as Laura came over. She leaned into me, her nose and sexy big black female lips were on my neck, and she laughed ever so lightly;
"Pay $10 for every 5 minutes and you'll find out."
Oh, God, how I wanted those big black lips with her reddish-purple lipstick to suck my cock.
"I love your perfume."
"Thank you," I whispered. Part of me wanted so bad to play with her nipples, but I was still trying to stay in control, I had seen a man being thrown out for touching a dancer too much before.
"Do you like them?" she asked and wiggled her black, amazing tits right in front of my face.
"Yes."
"Does it make your cock hard?
"Yes."
"$10 for every 5 minutes and you'll find out, just how nice and firm they are."
"Can, I have a lap dance?"
She smiled, "Sure"
She danced her whole body on mine, and it was a huge turn-on, especially when I looked down at her body. Her breasts jiggled a bit as she moved and her nipples stood large and very erect.
I loved playing with my girlfriends' hard nipples, but the dancer/stripper's were 4 times as big.
"You're the shy silent type, aren't ya?"
"I guess." But not really, I'd never been in a situation like this before, and I felt that everybody watched me, a 19-year-old boy in a room with 50-60-year-old men drooling over the half-naked strippers.
"How old are you boy?"
"22," I lied, I was 18.
"Old enough."
The stripper, Laura, had on a white tight shirt, tied just under her breast, accentuating her sexy tits and showing off her flat, trimmed belly.
Under that, she had on a sheer, see-through bra, and when she opened her legs to straddle me, I could've sworn there was a small, dark spot at her dark blue panties.
She sat on my lap, put her hands across my shoulders, and moved her body slowly to the music.
