Strip Club Fantasy

You and I finally have a night to hang out. I texted you to see if you wanted to grab a few drinks. You've been busy and a little stressed. I want you to relax and have a good time. I?m thinking you need a night of no worries. To be honest, I don?t really care about the drinks, I just want to spend time with you. We meet up at a bar and order a pair of 'Jack and Coke's. It?s cool outside, but not cold, so we?re sitting on a patio. I've got you smiling and relaxed, I?m feeling good. It?s a good night. As always, you?re looking sexy and amazing. I can barely keep my eyes off you. Yeah, I?m getting a little horny too. I keep thinking about a dozen different things I want to do you. I can?t help it, baby. The laughing turns to flirting as the night goes on. I just want to kiss you, touch you, feel you...drag you out of there and show you what real ecstasy is. But I?m behaving myself for now. Far too soon, I can?t resist any longer. I reach for you and pull your lips to mine. The kiss is slow and deep, my heart is racing, my blood pumping. My hands begin subtly exploring your body, just grazing the parts of you I can get away with right now. You can feel the need in my body, I can feel the heat from yours. I whisper in your ear, ?Think it's time we get out of here.? You look at me with a knowing, cocky smile. You know exactly what?s on my mind, ?What?s the rush? The night?s young!? The least I can do is try to get you somewhere a little more private; the bar?s too packed. ?What do you want to do?? I ask. ?I don?t know,? you say. ?Something.? A thought flashes into my mind. It?s something I've fantasized about before. But should I suggest it? I think you?ll like it. But right now, all I want is you. I decide to go for it, ?I do have an idea?? Your smile lights up, your eyes sparkle. I've got you curious. ?What is it?? you ask. ?How about a strip club? Said you've never been. Might be fun.? I've got a goofy smile on my face, but there?s almost a challenge in my eyes. I?m wondering if you?ll accept it. ?Why not? Sounds like fun,? you reply with a sly grin. I?m instantly hard. We leave the bar, your ankara travesti hand in mine. This is turning into a great night. I've never been to any of the strip clubs nearby. But I've heard which one?s are pretty good. I drive us to the nearest good one, the smile never leaving my face. I keep stealing glances at you in the car. You have no idea how much I want to pull over and just fucking take you. But I hold off. I've got a feeling that this night?s just getting started. We pull up to the club and park. We get out of the car and begin walking to the front entrance. I stop you mid-stride and pull you into my tightly. You can feel my hard-on between us. I grab your cheeks with both hands as I lean into you. This kiss is passionate, hot, almost desperate. I want you to know how much I want you. I break the kiss before I start ripping your clothes off. I need to keep my cool for now. I pay the cover charge and we enter the strip club. The place is pretty dead but not completely empty. There?s a dancer already on the stage. But she?s not doing anything for me and you?re still taking in the place. A waitress comes by. She?s subtly checking you out. I can only smile. I order us some drinks and pull your chair closer to me. I want you near me. The dancer leaves the stage and the DJ announces the next one. The lights dim. The new dancer comes out. ?OK, much better,? I think to myself. She?s a brunette with shoulder length hair, about 5?6? and slim. Her boobs are a little small for a stripper, but I?m liking them. She?s wearing a red corset with red panties and stockings. I glance over at you; looks like you like what you?re seeing. My smile is back. The dancer begins working a pole as you watch her intently. I can?t tell if you?re ogling her or just watching her routine. I faintly laugh at the thought. As she?s sliding up and down the pole, my hand moves to your back and begins mimicking her rhythm. I can feel your shoulders relax at my touch. I lean into you and whisper, ?You like?? You turn to face me, a shy smile on your lips. But your eyes are wide open. Yeah, you like. Fuck, you look so ankara travestileri sexy. The dancer finishes the song. A new song begins to play with a heavier beat. I was hoping this would happen. I lean into you again, ?Want some ones?? You give me a questioning look and I just glance at the stage. You follow my eyes and see the dancer moving across the floor to the edge of the stage. She begins dancing just within reach of the edge. You look back at me after you realize what I?m asking. You just nod with a shy smile. I give you a handful of dollar bills and you make your way to the stage. You lean against the rail and the dancer makes her way towards you. I really wish I could see your face right now, but I know you?re enjoying yourself. The club is still fairly empty and you?re the only one on the stage. I?m hoping it stays that way; I want the dancer to come to our table when she?s done. As the dancer begins gyrating in front you, I see you take a single and reach up to her. She slides down to her knees in front of you, a wicked smile on your lips. I?m imagining the same smile on yours. She slides a finger beneath the front of her panties, giving you enough room to slide the dollar bill in. Fuck, this is hot. I?m so fucking hard. The dancer stands back up and turns her back to you. She drops to her knees once more, her covered pussy staring right at you. You reach for her with another bill in your hand. This time, though, the dancer isn?t moving to help you out. Your fingers find the top of her panties, pull them back slightly, and you slide the bill in. She turns back to you, still on the ground. I swear it looks like she wants to kiss you right there. Instead, she stands again. She reaches for her corset and slowly begins unzipping it as she takes a step toward you. You put a bill in her stocking. The zipper reaches her belly. Another bill in her stocking. Fuck, baby, I can?t wait to see how far this goes. Finally, she undoes the zipper completely, the corset is just hanging off her shoulders, exposing her stomach, but covering her tits. You place another bill in her stocking. Right travesti ankara as the song ends, she slides the corset off your her shoulders. She?s standing on the stage wearing only her panties and stocking. She flashes you a smile and turns to exit the stage. You return to the table with a big-ass grin on your face. Before you sit down, you bend over to kiss me. Now you?re the one radiating passion and desire. It feels amazing. You sit back down and begin working on your drink. I lean over again, ?She might not be done with you?? You look at me for just a second before I see her out of the corner of my eye. I subtly nod my head in her direction and you turn to see her walking towards us. This is what I was hoping for. She reaches the table and introduces herself. You speak before I can and tell her our names. She asks if we want her to join us. This time I speak first: ?Of course.? She sits and orders a drink. She asks if it?s your first time in a strip club. You tell her, "Yes," and the two of you begin talking about her routine. I?m staying pretty quiet, a huge smile on my face. She makes for great eye candy. More importantly, you?re with me and you?re having a good night. Once the drinks are finished, she tells you that since it?s your first time in a strip club, you get a free lap dance. She asks if you want it. You look back at me questioningly and I can only nod. She takes your hand and leads you to the back booths. With you in tow, she ducks into one and closes the curtain. I have to be honest, I really wish I was in there. I can only imagine what?s going on. I picture her dancing in front of you as she undresses. I imagine her in your lap as she grinds into you. I can see your eyes half closing as you embrace the sensations. After a couple of songs, you step out of the booth. You have an utterly amazing smile on your lips. It?s a cross between excitement and ?I can?t believe I just did that.? Fuck, you look good. I see the dancer walk backstage as you reach the table. This time I stand to kiss you. I ask, ?Did you like it?? You did. You begin telling me about the strip tease. I?m getting more excited as you describe it to me. Then you start describing the lap dance. I can?t help it, I need a little contact; this is driving me crazy. I reach for your hand, pull it to my lap, and place it directly on my hard dick.