Pleasuring Her
someyoungguysomeyoungguy
Minnesota
Used to have a girl who down in Washington Park, Ill., that didn't mind me diddling her. I thought receiving was better -- and, well, it still is. But I remember the first time I reached down there and rubbed her clit. She closed her eyes and started gasping quietly. She got aroused real quickly, and within, like, a minute she was producing a good, warm stream of she-cum. I guess she wasn't faking it, huh?
I felt almost as good providing pleasure to her as she did to me just before. Part of it is power, the ability to control someone and make her go out of control. But part of it is much more benevolent: I think I made her happy, and seeing (and feeling) her happy made me happy.
Alas, I masturbated her only two times before she wouldn't even take off her panties in the private room. Is it because she didn't want to lose control anymore, or does she have some disease? Either way, I truly miss the chance to stroke her lily.
Anyone know what I mean? What y'all think?
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Yes, I enjoy giving a dancer pleasure as well. My current faves both cum for me, at times.
Me: How much do I owe you ?
Her: I lost count. Whatever you think is right.
So, yes, I like it when they cum, even if I'm not the one doing it. It's *better*, for me, when I'm the one doing it, but not strictly necessary. And seeing a girl cum will make me hard faster than anything else.
If she's happy, I'm happy.
Just curious.
I totally believe that I am "wired" that way. I think that women in general tend to be highly in-tune with their partner's happiness, (regardless who that partner is) and I'm the same way. And in VIP, it becomes a challenge to see who gets who off first!
I'm just a natural born giver, I guess! ;)
Giving is a beautiful thing!
After I commented on her surprisingly good looks, and equally surprising presence in the south, she got up, pulled on me and said, "We've got to find a dark corner." Within one minute she was nude, straddling me and releasing Mr Happy - who was quickly covered and planted. For four songs I'm wondering how much the ride will set me back while she is absolutely focused on her pleasure. After she buried her head in my shoulder, clutched me and moaned for a while, she said her thanks, then stopped me when I tried to reach my wallet. "No, honey - that was all for me. Thanks!"
When I got back to my table I remembered she was NOT known for extras in Chicago and I wondered what had changed. The answer came a few minutes later when she returned with a beer for me, sat again in my lap and over the next half hour explained. It seems I arrived just after a group of three healthy young attorneys with fat wallets had left, they were more than generous with the green but only wanted table dances. "My" dancer, in Texas for over a month without a boyfriend around, got turned on by the guys and seeing me, found a "safe" outlet. I know, the story wasn't great news for my ego, but hey - I did score that rare SC ace, a "freebie."
Only when the stars align, the moon is full and the planets are just so . . .
^^
wow dallas! that's a great story!
right place right time!
Does your handle mean that you are a young guy that belongs to some other young guy? Comes off a little....mm....gayish.
Hey, dallas702, great story! I remember one time when I was in a bedroom getting a VIP from a chick who started to jack me. I was getting a tad frisky by reaching for her down south area. She responded by guiding my finger into and out of her vag. One of the best days of my life.
Unlike dallas702's experience, mine was NOT a freebie.