An Unexpected Pleasure (Article)

She sounds like my first ATF. In our first meeting, we were in a small room at the club and to give you a picture, the room is the size of a medium closet. There's a small chair and about two feet off the floor, a little platform that could be a mini stage. There are mirrors on the walls.

Anyway, Kat had alternated between the stage and my chair. Trying to change up her dance routine, she stood in my chair, placed her pussy about an inch from my face and moved her thong aside to show me her bald wonder. I was cupping her butt and I pulled her into me and began to lick her.

She froze, then began to shake. Placing her hand on top of my head, she began breathing deeply and gripping my scalp in a way that told me she was enjoying my technique. Suddenly, she jumped off of the chair. Landing on the floor, she bent over. Half laughing, she asked where I learned to do that. I told her, but then noticed she was distracted by a manager lurking outside. She plopped down in my lap and was looking over my shoulder. After about a minute, she said "He's gone."

She got up on the mini stage and spread her legs. Smiling, she beckoned me in with a finger.  I dove in for some more pussy licking.  I don't know how long we were doing that, when she pushed my head away because the manager was back. Once he was gone, we resumed positions. Just a little bit in, her second orgasm hit and she asked me to stop.

She was still leaning back and breathing hard. She looked between my legs and we seem to share a thought. I unzipped and took out Mr. Happy. I inserted and she adjusted to make us both comfortable. After about a minute she asked "You're clean, right ?" I assured her and continued.

Justy a little later, the manager was back and she had us in the chair, and she reinserted, and we were slowly humping with the manager right outside. When he left, she suggested going back to the stage, but I was close and we finished in the chair. 

After we caught our breath, I asked her what I owed her. "I lost track" she replied, "I guess eleven songs." 

When she escorted me to the door, she concluded our visit with a long kiss.

On my next visit, as she undressed, she was sliding off her thong (it's a topless place) she said "You ruined my last thong. Besides, Christine is in charge today, so we can do whatever we want." 

I noticed that when we finished,a little over two hours had elapsed. This time, like all the times that followed, she only asked 220. I really miss her.

Drippy: Great article. Unfortunately experiences this perfect only happen once in a great while for me. When they do, it is like heaven. Thanks for the beautiful story, we should all be so lucky.

Drippy, if you put the time & effort in, you might as well get the credit! 

pablo: I'm gonna have to disagree with your rarity comment.  I've had several encounters like this, where both of us manage to thoroughly enjoy ourselves, despite the odds seemingly being against it.  Her pleasure is a large part of my pleasure most times, so I'm not at all shy about asking what she likes, and then attempting to give it to her. 

Gmd, I agree that pleasing her also adds to my pleasure and fun.  It doesn't always happen though, and I think some strippers find a way to guard themselves from getting hot and enjoying the sexual pleasure when she is with a customer.