Ladies Night.
The night started much the same as most other nights out with the girls, a few wines and the odd shot in the bar.
We were all a bit merry by 10pm. Mary had ordered the uber for 10.15 to take us all on to The Venue. A new club a few towns over that caters for what you could call, wilder type of women.
The six of us managed to clamber into the mini-bus with shrieks of drunken laughter and Tammy did her best to chat up and embarrass the driver like she usually does. The poor man had no chance at all with them, no matter how many times he asked the ladies to calm down, they of course didn't.
Tammy sat herself behind him and did her very best to fish his cock free, but he was having none of it.
I think he was very relieved when we pulled into he club parking lot and got us out.
"You girls are crazy! I'll be here at 2.30am sharp ok. Have a great night ladies."
If the doormen were anything to go by, we were in for a treat inside.
"Good evening ladies, Sherrie will show you to your table."
A beautiful scantily clad young girl, about 20 years of age appeared beside us and took us through to a stage-side table. Within two minutes of being seated, she came back with a large bottle of champagne and placed in the middle of our table.
"Shots, shots, shots!"
came the chant from Tammy and her bestie Linda, they were the crazies of our group. Sherrie obliged with a tray of drinks, we had no idea what they were but I know they were strong.
The six of us had been friends since Uni, now all middle-aged and married we had one night a month away from the kids and husbands, life in general. We really let our hair down on these nights and all felt like teenagers again. The club was heaving with women of all ages, screaming and laughing getting more drunk by the minute.
Sherrie and two waiters bought out a few trays of nibbles and a plate of chicken and chips for each of us, just as the lights went down and the compare took to the stage.
She was a fabulous, drag act, Freida Dick. Her name had us all in stiches from the off and her jokes were so crude. The more we drank, the funnier her jokes became. She did her half hour stint before announcing the first act,
"Well, here he is ladies. Our first lovely lad, he is over here from across the pond. Just for one night only. Can we hear it for Dallas, the lonesome cowboy!"
The spotlights hit the curtain behind her and they opened to a rapturous noise as a man stepped through dressed in white leather chaps and tiny waistcoat. He had sparkly cowboy boots on with a Stetson and rope. He paraded around doing tricks with the rope for a few minutes while dancing close to the edge of the stage. He was gorgeously tanned with a body most men would envy.
Tammy was on her feet whooping for him to come closer which he eventually did, he put the rope around her neck and dragged her to the stage. She gladly followed his lead as he led her to a chair in the center of the stage.
He tied the rope loosely to her and the chair while he gyrated around rubbing his legs and crotch seductively. The crowd were getting noisier the more he rubbed onto her, we were loving it seeing one of our gang on the stage.
"Get your cock out!" came a cry from the back. The whole place went into uproar at this and a few chants began.
Dallas straddled the chair and ground his crotch into our friends face as he threw his hat into the crowd, she was loving it. Next were the chaps leaving him in the small waistcoat and tiny G string, he had a body the gods would be proud of. He sat perched on Tammy's lap taking one of her hands and tucking it into his pouch as he geed up the crowd into a frenzy. We were all on our feet screaming at her to get it out.
He took her hands and got her to take the waistcoat off of him while he squirted baby-oil onto his chest. She rubbed it into his nipples and abs, the ladies in the audience were going crazy.
He then stood and turned his back to us all, he bent at the waist touching his toes. The strip of leather ran into his ass crack, we were so close we could see the ring of his ass either side of the small strip. Tammy's hands came into view around his body and gripped the small garment tugging at it. He made a half-hearted attempt to hold onto it as she dragged it down his legs. We had a perfect view of his muscly thighs and ass cheeks as it hit the floor. The crowd went wild as he turned to face us.
My god, his package was huge! He was completely shaved and was sporting a chubby. Even half hard he was bigger than my Graham. Tammy's hands came around from behind him groping his half hard cock and balls, his balls were the size of tennis balls.
She started to jack him off with her oily hands and the noise now was deafening as we all cheered her on. Oil was splashing everywhere as her hand was trying its best to get him to spill in front of us. He was struggling to break free of her grasp and eventually managed to dance to the edge of the stage, letting the ladies in the crowd have a grope before making his way back to her. He placed her on her knees before waving his cock in her face, she grabbed it and took it into her mouth. He again geed the crowd up by thrusting into her face. Linda was screaming at the top of her lungs for her friend to make him cum when he pulled away and took his bow.
Tammy told me when she left the stage that she was devastated, she wanted his dick to explode in her mouth. Our table shrieked with laughter at her sordid revelation.
Over the last few months our nights out had become raunchier and raunchier. I had told my Graham about the goings on and he was ok with it, he knew it was harmless fun and when I got home he reaped the benefits. As long as I didn't get "too carried away" in his words he was fine. He said he wasn't naïve and knew what went on at these places. As a secondary school teacher he knew I couldn't show myself off in public anyway, so the way he figured it, he was quite safe with my behaviour in the clubs.
I did have the odd feel of a cock or a grope when I could but that was about my limit, but I must admit that I would have loved more.
Freida Dick took to the stage once more pointing out what a bunch of old slappers we were this week which got the roar of approval from the crowd. Another round of shots landed on our table courtesy of the owner for Tammy's little show.
"I think you are up next, she laughed pointing in my direction."
"Ha, ha, no-way am I getting on that stage love, EVER!" I redirected at her.
Freida carried on with her slagging off of the audience and man-jokes for a bit before the debutant act came on.
The second dancer of these nights was always a virgin to the stage, it was our favourite part of the night. They would always try their best but usually be torn to shreds by the baying crowd. Sometimes you would get a star but not often, they would be like timid rabbits thrown to tigers.
"Well ladies, tonight we have a rare treat for you. Our virgin for tonight's performance is Jackson, he is 19 and from Manchester. His likes are older women and fast cars. Well, he has his wish tonight eh? I can see a hell of a lot of OLD ladies out there tonight!........Give it up for Jackson."
The spotlights hit the curtain again and a leg came through the gap, he had on black shoes with knee high grey socks.
Ew! came a few calls from the crowd. A few jeers went up, then he showed a little more. Short trousers and a blazer, he had a tie and school cap on. He was dressed as a schoolboy!
The crowd turned from disappointed jeers to a crescendo of catcalls and cheers. He was young and actually looked like a kid!
To be honest I felt it was a little wrong but in the mood we were all in, it just felt wrong in a very nasty kinky kind of way.
Mary beside me nearly burst a blood vessel when she saw him, her face went beetroot, she elbowed me in the ribs.
"Fuck, its Bobby Jones!" she whispered to me.
I looked more carefully at his face, "Don't be silly of course its not." I replied. "Bobby is only thirteen!"
Bobby was a boy we had both taught in various years at our school. Actually the more I thought about it, he would probably be about 20 now. It must have been quite a few years since I had seen young Bobby and this fella did have a slight resemblance I suppose.
The rest of our table lusted after him as he paraded the stage, he was full of confidence not like most of the virgins we have had up there. He thrust his pelvic region like a seasoned pro to anyone and everyone. A pair of panties landed at his feet, he looked surprised but he picked them up and sniffed.
"Mmmmmm." He said in a way that made my legs weak.
He placed them to his mouth and sucked the gusset, Fuck! This kid had it, he had it in spades.
"Deb, I am telling you. That is Bobby up there!" Mary said with her mouth gaping.
Linda was going nuts, she wanted this boy to notice her badly. It turned out to be her panties up there, he held them up and asked "Who do these delicious knickers belong to?"
She had her hand up as fast as lightening, everyone on our table were whooping and pointing at her. He came to the edge of the stage, bent down and handed them back whispering, "You taste divine, I'd love to taste from the source one day. May I help to put them back on you?"
She lifted one foot, then the other as he slid the silken garment back up her legs. She nearly fainted as his fingers patted them into place. He handed her his cap saying
"Maybe you could bring this back to me later." He blew her a kiss and jumped back on the stage.
The crowd hit even higher heights of frenzy as he danced around slowly stripping off his school uniform, first his blazer and shirt then with just his tie and shorts he mingled into the crowd.
Hands and kisses smothered his body as he came around every table, he had such confidence and he was loving it. Hands were diving into his pouch as he danced among the crowd, I am surprised he still had his dick attached when he reached our table. He made a beeline for Linda, she lunged at him with lust in her eyes. Her mouth found his and she had her tongue in his mouth in an instant, he pulled away and turned to face me.
"Oh, hi miss." He said nonchalantly.
Fuck, it was Bobby Jones!
I looked at Mary, she had the same look in her eyes that Linda had. This was not a schoolboy in her class anymore, to her this was a chunk of man-meat that needed devouring.
He gyrated around our table rubbing himself on us all in turn, even me. I suddenly became quite hot and flustered having this boy rub his crotch into my hip, This was not little Bobby anymore that's for sure, he was hiding a nuclear weapon in there.
Linda came up behind him wrapping her hands around his waist and tried to get his shorts off, he scampered back onto the stage and back into the lights. He seductively took his tie and pulled it back and forth between his legs again thrusting his pelvis at us, to be more precise he was thrusting at me.
As he did, he slid his tongue over his lips and blew me a kiss. The rest of our table turned to look at me holding my hand over my gob-smacked mouth. He pointed at me the with a wiggle of his finger asked me to join him on stage.
I moved a step backwards and bumped into Mary, she pushed me back forwards. I stayed rooted to the spot, he shouted to the audience
"Would you like to see this beautiful lady join me on stage?"
Suddenly the spotlights were turned on me, I was blinded by them. I had hands grabbing me from all directions pulling and pushing me toward the stage. Bobby took my hand and pulled me up to thunderous applause, he whispered.
"Don't worry miss, I wont do anything you are not comfortable with ok. I promise, scouts honour." He held three fingers to his brow as he spoke like a boy scout would.
