Stripper Spice

My wife and I have been married for almost three years. We live in the suburbs of a big city so we are not sheltered from the goings on of the clubs and night scenes. A thirty-minute drive will lead you to whatever excitement you are looking for. We met in college and fell in love right away. We got married right after graduation.

Kelly had a few experiences with guys, but since we dated for almost two years, it was safe to say that I was pretty much the only guy she knew intimately. Kelly was very conservative, almost painfully shy. She was a knockout though. She was tall and slim with very nice breasts. She weighed about 115 lbs, blonde hair, and blue eyes. She was the typical all American girl. She had a great sense of humor and we got along great.

Although the sex was good, I longed for Kelly to be a little more adventuresome in bed. She shied away when I tried to introduce porn or sex toys. I wanted more than the typical missionary position ho hum sex life than we were engaged in. I wanted some spice. I needed to keep things lively. Little did I know that things were about to take a 180-degree turn for the better.

One of Kelly's friends from college got engaged and asked Kelly to be her maid of honor. Of course Kelly didn't hesitate to agree. They spent the next couple of weeks doing what it is women do when the start planning a wedding. I tried to stay out of it as much as possible. One day Kelly came told me she was having difficulty deciding what to do for Kelly's bachelorette party. I made a few suggestions, but Kelly seemed to think they weren't wild enough for her friend Michelle. Kelly really wanted to show Michelle a good time on her last night of freedom.

"Why don't you guys head into the city to one of the strip clubs? You can't go wrong with a strip club," I said.

"I don't know Jim. I've never been to one of those places and I don't think I would be comfortable at one."

"What do you mean," I asked.

"Well I just don't know. Do they get totally..you know...naked?"

I couldn't help but laugh. Kelly was so naive. You could tell the subject was embarrassing her.

"Of course they do. Why do you think the call it a strip club? It's not like you haven't seen a man naked before. What are you scared of?"

"Well what if one of them tries something? I mean what if they try to rape us or something?"

Again I laughed, "Kelly they have security there, and besides no touching is allowed. You will be completely safe. Trust me." Although hesitant, Kelly agreed that is what they would do for Michelle. She acted like the thought of going to a strip club disgusted her. I, on the other hand was hoping she would enjoy it. Maybe this would be the outlet I was looking for to loosen her up in bed a little bit. It could backfire on me though and send her further in the other direction.

The girls set the date for two nights before the wedding. Kelly and her friends met up at our house and headed off for their big night.

"I won't be home too late honey. I promise," Kelly said as she kissed me goodnight.

"Don't worry. Just have a good time and be safe. Don't drink and drive."

"I won't. Mandy is driving us tonight anyway. You sure you don't have a problem with where we're going?" she asked as she looked to me as if I was going to try and stop her. She wasn't going to get out of it that easy.

"Of course not Kelly. Why would I get upset about something like that? It's not like I haven't been to strip clubs before." Oh shit. Did I say that out loud?

"Oh really? I guess we'll have to discuss that when I get home. I'll see you later."

I don't know how I was supposed to feel about my conservative wife going out to experience men in the nude for the first time, but I knew it was causing a stir in my pants. I went to the room and had a quick wank session thinking about my wife surrounded by some young studs with the tools swinging at her. I couldn't get the image of my wife stuffing dollar bills in some guy's thong while she admired his package out of my mind.

It was close to 2 am when I heard the car pull up in the driveway. Kelly and her friends made a lot of noise when they came in and were obviously very loaded. I heard them giggling as they talked about there night out on the town. Some of the more boisterous girls were talking graphically about certain guys they had seen at the club. The made comments about how big of a bulge certain guys had in their thongs, and how they would like to see their packages in the flesh. Some even made the comments about how they'd like to grab the guys and see how big they were hard. Almost all of them compared the men to their husbands and made remarks on how much bigger these guys must be than what they had at home. I just heard Kelly giggle along with the rest of them.

Kelly slipped into be about an hour later. I could tell she was very tanked.

"Jim. Are you awake?"

"Yeah," I replied. "Did you guys have a good time?"

"Yeah it was kind of fun. Some of the girls sure made fools out of themselves. You should have heard some of the cat calls they were giving those guys."

"Well what about you. Did you see anything you liked?"

"Oh hush Jim. You know I just went along with Michelle because I'm her maid of honor. I actually thought it was quite funny seeing those guys dance around in their little thongs. I did have fun though."

Kelly reached over and started rubbing my crotch. My dick was getting hard instantly. Kelly was wild by her standards tonight. I usually had to initiate any sex. It was almost unheard of for her to start with me like she was tonight; I could tell that her night out had made her quite horny. We made love like never before that night.

"Oh yeah Jim fuck me. Fuck me with that lovely cock of yours," she screamed.

I was shocked. I had never heard Kelly use words like that before. Her words sent shivers down my spine straight to my dick. I couldn't hold out any longer and was soon sending streams of cum deep inside my shy wife.

Once we caught I breath I looked to Kelly and said, "wow. Maybe you should go to those clubs more often. I've never seen you act like that in bed before."

She just blew it off to the alcohol, but I thought there was more to it than that. What she said next shocked me more than the way she acted in bed.

"You know the club we went to tonight had both male and female strippers. Maybe we could go there together one night. I don't know if you'd like it that much because neither the girls nor guys get totally naked though. I'm sure you're used to seeing more than that at the clubs you and your friends have gone to."

"Well if you going there means that we'll have sex like we did tonight then I'm all for it. I don't care who gets naked as long as we do when we get home," I said as I kissed her good night.

Kelly woke up the next morning with a hell of a hang over. I could tell she drank a little more than she was use to.

"Well it looks like someone is paying for their sins last night," I said with a smile.

"Tell me about it. I haven't felt this bad in a while," she said as she poured herself a cup of coffee.

I had to find out if she really meant what she had said the night before about us going to the strip club together.

"So Kelly when are we going to the club together? Did you really y mean what you said last night?"

She sat there silent for a moment and said, " Jim you know I was really wasted last night, but if it is something you really want to do, then yeah I guess we could."

Hell yes I thought. The thought of watching my wife oogle some young stud dancing for her was driving me wild. I made plans for us to go the next weekend. I could hardly make it through the week without jacking off.

When the next weekend rolled around my wife and I got ready to head out to the club. Kelly wore some sexy little blue lingerie. She wore my favorite blue satin string bikini panties with the matching bra. She completed the ensemble with a short mini skirt and thigh high stockings. I wanted to rip her clothes off right there before we even got to the club. I couldn't help but think that she was dressing up to make an impression on the guys she was going to see strip.

We got to the club around 11 o'clock and there weren't very may people there. The club was set up so that the women strippers were on one side of the club and the males were on the other side. There weren't any dividers so if you sat in the middle you could see the action on both sides. Kelly and I sat in the middle of the club and ordered a few drinks. To my surprise there were quite a number of couples in the place as well. Kelly and I both sat quietly and watched opposite sides of the room.

Kelly turned to me and asked, "So do any of the women you see over there excite you?"

I made a comment about this little ebony girl who was wearing some little white panties. She was very sexy and turned me on tremendously. Black women had always turned me on. I guess it was because I never thought I would actually get to experience one. Maybe it was because I thought these women were unattainable.

"Well I didn't know you were fond of black girls Jim. How about I go over there and ask her if she'll give you one of those lap dances?"

I couldn't believe my ears. My shy little wife was going to purchase me a lap dance. I agreed that I would like it very much. Kelly got up and strode over to the girl and I could see her whispering in her ear and motioning to me sitting at the table. My dick was starting to get hard. Kelly and the stripper started making their way over to the table.

When they got there the black girl looked at me and said, "hi Jim. My name is Trisha. Well Jim your wife here tells me you like what you see. Is she right? Does this black pussy get you little white dick all excited?"

I could only nod in response. My wife paid her the money and Trisha started dancing to the music. She was soon turned away from me and started grinding her ass into my crotch. I know she could tell that I was hard as hell. My dick was aching against my pants. The bulge in my pants was noticeable and Trisha just kept looking back at me and smiled. If she kept this up I would blow my load in my pants very soon. She then turned around and hooked her thumbs in the side of her panties and pulled them to the floor. Trisha was standing before me with a pretty little trimmed bush. I couldn't take my eyes off her mound. My wife looked at me with surprise on her face. She had thought that they couldn't get naked in here.

When the song was over my wife looked to Trisha and asked, "Trisha I didn't think this place was totally nude. I was in here the other weekend with some friends and none of the guys took there clothes completely off. Why did you?"

"The women can go totally nude, but the guys can't. It's club rules. I can't explain it. It's still a male dominated world honey. Most of our clients are men and I guess they don't want to see guys sitting around here with their dicks hanging out. Makes no sense to me either, but that's the way it is."

With a pat to my crotch Trisha said, "I hope you enjoyed the show Jim. From what I felt I know you did." She smiled and turned back to the stage. Kelly just looked over at me and the bulge in my pants and smiled.

"All right Kelly you got to see what I liked, now let's see what you want," I said as I turned and pointed to the other stage. There were a few guys dancing to no one in particular. Kelly scanned them and said, "I don't know Jim. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." I could tell she was starting to get embarrassed, but I wasn't going to let her off that easy.

"Oh no ma'am. You aren't going to get away with that. You set me up and now you're going to get a lap dance too."

"I don't know Jim. We really shouldn't."

"Come on Kelly. This was your idea in the first place. Now pick one and we'll get out of her if you want, but you're going to go through with one lap dance though.

She reluctantly agreed and scanned the guys for a few minutes. She ended up picking a guy that was about my height with bulging muscle and a rippling stomach. I gauged the kid to be barely eighteen years old. He was wearing a little leopard stripe thong with what looked to be a huge dick. However, since the club policy didn't permit any male nudity, it would be easy for these guys to stuff their trunks and get away with it.

Anyway I went over to the guy and asked him if he would give my lovely wife a lap dance. He looked over at her and she turned her head away nervously. The guy agreed and we walked aback to the table. Kelly couldn't even look at us, and you could tell she was trying to hide in her shell the whole time. The guys introduced himself and started dancing for Kelly. I could sense that she was trying not to show how much the guy was turning her on. She smiled as he dipped into her lap with his pelvis and she looked over at me, as her face was beat red.

When the song was over I asked the guy about the no male nudity thing. "Well our boss doesn't want us to do it out here on the floor, but we do have VIP rooms in the back where we are allowed to give private shows, and we can take it all off."

"How much is that," I asked.

"It starts at 50 dollars and goes up from there depending..." he said letting the last statement hang in the air.

"Well what do you think Kelly? Do you want to see what he has hiding down there?"

Kelly was still as red as she could be. I think she really wanted to, but was afraid to admit to it with me sitting there next to her. I kept prodding and she finally agreed. We went to a small room in the back, I paid the guy fifty dollars up front and Kelly sat in a chair in the middle of the room. I sat in another chair over in the corner so I could watch Kelly getting her first glimpse of another man's penis. A site I was sure she hadn't seen in several years. The guy turned on some music and started dancing. It looked like the continuation of his dance out on the main floor. He gyrated his hips at Kelly and made his bulge jump out at her. Kelly just sat there embarrassed, but completely entranced at her stripper. The guy then hooked his thumbs in his waistbands and started slowly removing his thong. I could tell that Kelly wanted to turn her head with shyness, but her pussy kept her from doing so. Once the guy had his thong all the way off I couldn't believe the sight. His dick limp was much, much bigger than mine or any other dick I had seen. He had definitely not padded his thong. It swung down low like a damn fire hose, and easily as big around. I must say I suddenly felt a twinge of jealousy. How inadequate my dick must seem to Kelly right now after seeing this monster. She was beet red, but her eyes were locked on his tool.

"Do you like what you see baby," the guy said as he smiled at her. "I bet you've never seen one like this before have you? I bet your husband over there wishes he had one like this." Although he was right, it still mad me mad hearing him talk to my wife like that. How dare he make fun of me like that? I was the one paying for this show anyway.

I started to get up and grab Kelly by the arm and take her out of there when I heard her say, "my god look at that thing. I've never seen anything like that before. You're twice as big as my husband and you aren't even hard."

The guy just looked over his shoulder at me and smirked. I wanted to punch his ass out, but to be honest the site of my wife oogling the biggest dick she had ever seen was starting to make me hard.

"I bet you'd like to touch it. Wouldn't you?"

"No. I can't. I mean my husband wouldn't approve of that and he is sitting right there for Christ's sake. I simply couldn't"

"Come on he want mind. He probably likes this. I bet he is getting hard right now." He was right. But I wasn't going to say anything.

"I'm sorry I can't." Kelly looked to me as if I would give her some reassurance, but I just sat there. I was going to let this go wherever she wanted it to go. I wasn't going to stop anything no matter how bad I wanted to.

"Well would you like to see it hard then? Why don't you hike up your skirt a little bit and give me something to look at and I'll make it hard for you."

Kelly looked over at me. I just shrugged my shoulders to let her know that it was her choice. I really didn't think she would go through with it though. To my surprise she said, "OK. But don't touch. I've got to see what it looks like hard though."

She slowly hiked up her little skirt giving him a view of her little blue panty covered pussy. I couldn't believe my shy little wife was giving this guy a shot of her panties, but she was totally overtaken by the site of his cock.

"Nice panties. I bet you have got a tight little pussy don't you. You ever been completely filled with a big dick?" I still couldn't believe how this guy was talking to my wife. He was a completely different guy once he got us back here.

He was slowly stroking his cock looking at my wife's panties. It just kept growing and growing. When it reached it's full hardness I bet it was at least 12 inches. How could such a young guy like this have such a big cock? Just the genes I guess.

He started rotating his hips letting his huge member dance in my wife's face. She was totally lost now, and I'm sure she forgot I was even in the room. I could see a wet spot forming on her panties. She was totally turned on by the site of this guy's cock. He moved in front of her and spread her legs. She tried desperately to keep them together to hide the fact that her pussy was soaking wet.

"Well it looks like someone is enjoying the show. Look how wet her pussy is getting." He moved around to the side of her to let me take in the view. He was standing with his dick only an inch away from Kelly's face. The sight of her wet panties and his big dick silhouetted next to my wife's face was causing my dick to strain against the confinement of my pants.

Kelly couldn't look me in the face. She was ashamed that she was getting wet for this guy.

"Are you sure you don't want to touch it baby. You know you want to feel what a real man's cock is like. Look at that little bulge in your man's pants. He can't give you anything close to what I have. He's completely hard watching you enjoying my dick."

I just sat there speechless. It was me that couldn't look Kelly in the face now. I guess her hormones took over. She was not even aware that I was in the room. She was totally enslaved to this guy's cock. She slowly reached out and took a handful of his dick. Her little hands were full of meat. She slowly started stoking his cock up and down. She soon found herself with both hands wrapped around his dick. His dick still stuck past both her hands further than my dick is hard. Her eyes were totally glazed over with lust. She continued to stroke his cock.

"You like that don't you baby?" Kelly just shook her head in acknowledgement.

The guy then moved over to her and stood her up. He hiked her skirt up over her hips exposing her panties fully now. He moved his hand down and started caressing her pussy. Kelly was now moaning loudly. He then moved his hands up and removed her shirt. He unhooked her bra to expose her supple breasts. He squeezed her nipples between his fingers, and again she let out a soft moan. She was now totally in his control. I couldn't do anything but remove my dick from my pants and started stroking my own inferior cock at the site of this guy taking control over my wife. He now had his cock sticking between her legs and Kelly was slowly rocking back and forth allowing his dick to massage her pussy through her panties.

"I think you and your husband want me to stick this big cock in that little pussy of yours don't you. Look at him stroking that pathetic little cock of his. You need a real man."