Intro:
bold type will be conversation between Anne and Dave about the story.
"You wrote a story about me? About the lap dance the other night at the strip club?" Anne asked with an odd look. "No one has ever written a story about me."
"Do you read much erotica?" Dave asked.
"Not really, well, a little I guess," she reluctantly admitted as she reached for the proffered sheets of paper and began to read.
Their booth held a dozen people comfortably and was away from the prying eyes of anyone else in the club. Anne downed the rest of her cranberry and vodka, a double, and sat next to her friend, Dave. He had convinced her to get her first- ever lap dance. She had been there for two hours, looking at scantily clad women gyrate and be groped by horny men and women. Anne saw Dave get at least ten dances from the Asian girl, Laura, and he was very uninhibited about touching her in front of their group of friends. She saw Laura massage his cock through his pants as he played with her tits. Dave and Laura had quite the chemistry going, which seemed to further ignite as their audience watched.
Anne was a very pretty girl; she was blonde with perfectly shaped breasts. Her low- scooped, slip-on shirt was modest and she had on blue jeans. Having drunk her share of the second bottle of vodka, she was suspicious as Dave whispered something into Laura's ear. She didn't hear him say, "Make it dirty, baby."
"Did you really say that?" She said. David nodded affirmatively and she punched him in the arm. "No wonder..." he laughed as she continued to read.
Laura, a brunette, clad in only a red G-string, knelt in front of the nervous blonde and began to rub up against Anne with her C-cup tits. She ran her hands up and down Anne's sides and neck, then took her hands and placed them on her own breasts, holding them firmly and encouraging her to play with them. As Anne was playing with the strippers tits, Laura began to massage Anne's crotch through her jeans, eliciting a gasp and a side glance at David, who was taking in the whole show.
Anne felt her pussy involuntarily moisten under the gentle manipulation of her clitoris. She tried to will herself to not be aroused in public, as she hungrily watched David now began to play with Laura's left breast. He played with Laura's nipple less than half a foot in front of her face, squeezing and pulling on it.
Laura drew Anne's lips to her right breast as Dave began to suck on the left one. She felt her pussy flood as she unwillingly sucked on the proffered nipple. "I can't be getting turned on by this woman," she thought.
As she sucked on the striper's nipple, she felt Dave pressing up against her.
His cologne drifted into her senses and she momentarily drifted away. Anne's thoughts fleetingly paused around her new-found interest in fucking Dave. His pheromones mixed with the environment made her body feel electric! However, Anne quickly snapped back to reality when the buxom stripper pulled back and began to gently massage Anne's breasts through her shirt, eliciting another gasp from her as she expertly kneaded them. It was obvious that Laura was enjoying the shy girl play with her body. So dirty.
"Were you taking notes?" she asked. "This is exactly what happened."
David grinned as he saw her hand unapologetically and quite daringly slip up under her dress behind the counter.
Laura leaned in close to her and nuzzled her neck, working up to her ears as she rubbed her pussy again. She felt her knees involuntarily spread wider as her wetness soaked her pants.
Laura whispered," I want to take you somewhere and fuck you by myself."
Laura reached down the top of Anne's shirt and pulled her right tit out, shocking the blonde girl. Anne attempted to tuck herself back into her bra but her breast was pulled out again. When the stripper sucked her nipple, she felt herself tingle all over and a rush of pleasure spread from her nipples to her clitoris. Laura expertly sucked on her nipple, and Anne felt it involuntarily harden.
As the music blared, building to the climax of the song, Laura was simultaneously rubbing Anne's clit and sucking her nipple, causing Anne to almost come and then she stopped.
"Damn her!" Anne thought.
She looked at Dave and he was pinching her nipple as he was mauling the strippers tit.
Anne was seductively stroking her clit under the sun dress; her soft, shaved pussy was dripping its juices down her leg. The fragrance of an aroused woman was intoxicating to Dave.
A commotion on her left distracted Anne; it was Desiree, the former stripper, giving her friend a lap dance. The beautiful, buxom brunette was giving Matt a ride and she could see his erect cock straining in his jeans. Her pants were off and she could see Matt fingering her pussy; the juices were glistening on his fingers in the dim light.
