Part 1

 

I sat gazing out m office window, coffee in hand. The computer screen was flickering next to me, my mind churning on what to write. My mind had been blocked for days. Every time I would start writing, my mind went quiet. I needed an outlet, something to trigger my creative juices to flow again, when the phone rang suddenly.

“Hello”? I answered the phone startled.

“Hey Samantha, I have a crazy idea of something we can do tonight”! The male voice on the other end of the phone noted.

“Whatcha got in mind”? I hesitantly asked.

“It’s a surprise. Just say you’ll come out tonight. I know you have been having problems with your writing, and I think I have just what the doctor ordered”! He smirked.

“If you think you have the cure, who am I to say no” I laughed. “Pick me up at eight o’clock.”

“Done deal. See you then”! He exclaimed as he hung up the phone.

Mike was a childhood friend of mine. He was always dragging me out to bars and clubs, trying to set me up with that “perfect” someone, or at least someone who would take me home and fuck me. I have become somewhat of a loner since my husband left. I figured what the hell; tonight I am going to live a little. What do I have to lose?

I stepped out of the shower and headed to my closet. Thumbing through my clothes I found the perfect ensemble; black snakeskin mini skirt, white beaded halter, knee length black boots. By the time I finished dressing I was pumped and ready for a fun night out. I took one last glance in the mirror before stepping out the door. Noting to myself “I look damn good tonight, I would take me home.” I giggled and stepped out the front door to meet Mike who was waiting in the driveway. We were on our way.

We pulled up to the front of a gentlemen’s club. I cut my eyes at Mike;

“What are we doing at a strip club?” I impatiently asked.

“You are going in, doing a little research, and then writing one hell of a book.” He laughed.

“I am going in there by myself?” I questioned.

“Yes. I will see you a little later on. Don’t worry I will be back to pick you up.” He stated as he was reaching across me to open the door.

I stepped out of the car and took one last look as Mike was pulling away. Well I could do one of two things, start walking home, or take a chance. Fuck it… I walked in. My eyes could not stop circling the room. Girls were dancing on the stage; swinging around the pole.  In other areas, girls straddled men and danced. The heat in the club felt like 300 degrees. It wasn’t the temperature of the heat itself, but the temperature of every living person’s body temperature as these girls aroused their every nerve.

I made my way to the bar and ordered a Vodka and Cranberry Juice, when all of the sudden I noticed this beautiful blonde. I have never had sexual desire for women, but seeing this beauty sway and grind on her “client”, I immediately felt a warming sensation in my panties. She was stunning. She was wearing a pink shimmery bra and thong panties that matched. I must have been staring with daggers because she finally caught my eye and winked. I quickly turned back to the bar. A little while later, I heard a very sexy and sensual voice.

“Anybody sitting here?” She drawled, sex lacing every word.

“No, umm, please sit down if you want.” I stupidly stated. She probably could tell from the words that came out of my mouth that I was out of my element.

The blonde beauty knew there was interest, but could also tell this was a “newbie”. She could sense that Samantha was nervous, anxious, perhaps even willing? They always were their first time. It would just take an extra bit of teasing to loosen her up. With a flick of her hair over her shoulder, she extended her hand.

“Hello, my name is Destiny. Is this your first time?”

“Yes, and I am really not sure what I am doing here!” I stated as my hand still clasped with hers. What was it about this girl? She made my whole body tingle with sensation. She caused a burning excitement through my whole body.

“Do you mind?” The blond siren asked as she parted her lips and inserted a cigarette.

“No, by all means.” I couldn’t remove my eyes from those lips and all the places I could think of where I would like those lips to be.

I reached across the bar and retrieved the packet of matches to light her cigarette. Once I lit her cigarette, she grabbed my hand and with a soft sensual blow, she extinguished the flame. She sat back in her seat, showing a sense of comfort. She dropped one of her hands atop her thigh tracing small circles, obviously trying to get my attention, which she had. Then the words that were in my head made a release from my mouth.

“So how does all of this work?” I inquired.

“ Well my dear, you can certainly go up and tip the girls dancing on the stage. That is always the first step. After that come the dances. Table dances are twenty…She took in Samantha’s blank stare, and then continued to explain. “That is when the girls dance for you out here in front of everyone. Thirty for a private dance. You go into a small room in the back with the dancer where she can actually touch you as she dances but you can’t touch her. For forty you can get a little bit of a light touch and a lot of grinding. For Seventy-five dollars, you can get a dildo dance. That is when we give you one hell of a lap dance while you masturbate. If you go out to the front lobby you will see our own sex store where you can purchase your toy of choice before we proceed.” Looking into Samantha’s eyes she could see a spark of interest. “So let me ask you Samantha, what could I interest you in tonight?”

Destiny reached her hand and placed in onto Samantha’s inner thigh, her thumb stroking slowing across her bare skin.

“Um I would like the private dance.” Quivered Samantha.

“Well then let’s go Sweethear.t” Destiny took a hold of Samantha’s hand she led her to the back of the club.

Guys hooted and hollered as they made there way past them. What was I getting ready to do? Thoughts flew rapidly threw my mind. Was I really getting ready to go into this room with this enchantress? She guided me into the room. The door closed with a flick. I took a seat on the sofa, and nervously bit my lower lip.

“Don’t be nervous. This is for you. If you like it, tell me so I can do more of it. If you are uncomfortable tell me and I will stop.” Destiny made clear. With that, the music started playing. “What do you want Samantha? Do you want me to dance or do you want to cum while I dance for you?”

“I want to-“ I hesitated and then said. “I want to cum.”

“That can certainly be arranged.” At that moment Destiny raised me to a standing position and started to remove my skirt. “Let’s get this shirt off of you so I can see your pussy and so that you can have better access to what makes you cum!” Destiny pulled my skirt off. “Much better, let’s get started.”

Destiny carefully stood erect right in front of me, parting my thighs with her knees. She lifted her hands up through her hair, swaying to the music from side to side, and her movements subtle and soft. She reached up behind her back and undid the clasp that held the flimsy pink material that covered her breasts. She dropped the bra on the floor exposing her perk nipples. Samantha exhaled at the site of the perfectly round breasts, and pebble hard nipples as she slid a hand into her panties that were already wet with the juices which Destiny stimulated. Leaning forward, Destiny brushed her hard nipples across Samantha’s lips. Samantha wanted to taste her, to touch her. Destiny teased every sense in her body before pulling away. Swaying to the music, she hooked her fingers into her pink thong panties and pulled them down her legs.

My fingers slid up and down my pussy with ease. I was so wet. This goddess drove me wild. I wanted to feel her on me; I wanted my pussy pressed up against hers, to have her feel how hot and wet she made me. She must have known what I was yearning for as she straddled my legs and pulled my panties to the side to bare my steamy hot pussy. Destiny licked her lips in awe, just as she sat on my lap with her exposed pussy pressing against mine. She arched her back, pressing her nipples in my face again, grinding her pussy against my own. My clit was swollen and trembling. The heat that permeated through my body was intense. I was feeling things I have never felt before for a woman.  It was a very fine line Destiny walked between dancing and fucking, and I didn’t care about the dancing, I wanted her to fuck me right there, even if only in my mind.

Destiny pushed her breasts again against my lips, this time allowing me to have a little taste before pulling back. Each shift away was harder then the last, grinding on my fiery mound, but so worth it. She slid her hand between us to touch my dripping canal, teasing me into a frenzy of motion. With her fingers arched, her knuckles tickled her own clit.; Destiny could feel her own orgasm building to a heightened core. At that moment it happened, for us both.

Destiny threw her head back, as I did the same. She ground harder against my pussy as the screams of sensation burst out of my mouth. Feeling the tension in our bodies calm, I lifted my head and rested them on her breasts as I panted heavily.

“Mmmm,” Samantha murmured. “Thank you,” she exhaled as she stood up to get her clothes in order.

“My pleasure my dear” Destiny smiled

Once I had my clothes back onto my aching body, I reached into my purse and retrieved the money. Accepting the money, Destiny watched as I left the room. Her own body still shuddering she reached under the sofa and pulled out her own little black bag that held her own personal vibrator. Thighs spread; she plummeted the vibrator into her dripping wet cunt, closed her eyes, and started stimulating once again the nerves in her body.

Mike picked me up as promised. When he dropped me off my mind and body was spinning. I couldn’t help but feel aroused. I asked if I could interest him in a nightcap. He knew exactly what I was wanting as he followed me in the door. Closing the door behind me, I remembered leaving my purse on the sofa next to Destiny, and a smile came across my face, as I took Mikes hand and led him to the bedroom.

 

The End

 

The Sequel : Nightcap