A Rough Bit of Fun

I hadn't been to Kennedy's in quite a while, since the last time I was there on a Saturday night the girls didn't look too great, but I was pleasantly surprised this time around. As soon as I walked in it was apparent that this group of girls was younger (20-30) and far less rough around the edges. So I sat down with my buddies and drank a few beers while checking out the new talent. The girls were mostly Europeans and Latinas and while they looked nice, nobody really came along that made me want to get a dance. Then I saw a petite Black/Asian mixed girl that couldn't have been older than 22. She was wearing some sexy pink lingerie that showed off her perky breasts and firm ass quite nicely. As soon as I saw her walk across the club to the bar I knew I had to get a dance. Leaving my friends behind I waited until she sat down and offered to buy her a drink. We got to talking and she told me about herself. The conversation was pretty standard for meeting someone new but she was flirty and knew how to flaunt her looks to get me going. We each had 2 beers and then she offered me a private dance. I accepted and she took me up the stairs to the 2nd level of the club where she sat me down and she climbed on top of my lap. She told me I was free to touch wherever I wanted except her pussy. The song started and she showed me very quickly that she knew how to use her hands and hips. I undid her bra and squeezed her breasts and ass. This got her going and she started to grind against me even harder. She leaned back and started to play with her clit and spread her pussy wide open for me to see. I knew this was an invitation for some full service but I wasn't interested and just pulled her back onto my lap. Surprisingly she didn't take it the wrong way and she turned around, drove her heels into the floor, and grinded into me even harder. At this point it had ceased to be a lapdance and became an animalistic dry hump so I grabbed her by the waist and thrusted away until I, for the time in my life, jizzed in my pants. We were both breathing so hard by the time it was over I felt like I'd actually sprung for the whole package. As she climbed off of me I realized that we'd actually been at it for 2 songs but she only charged me for the one. I paid her, said goodbye, and sat back down with my friends to enjoy the rest of the night. While I'm inclined to think that maybe this was just an exceptional girl, on an exceptional night for Kennedy's, maybe there's hope for this joint yet.