Like A Champ

Glen asked if I felt like going to the strip club we used to visit a lot when we were younger. Sure, I said. I took a shower and drove to his house to pick him up, and we headed out on the hour-long drive.

It was a truly entertaining night at the intimate little bar. Far from the fancy, flashy place that most strip joints are, this one just had a small stage with no pole. It was surrounded on three sides by small tables with straight-back chairs. A private dance would be done against the far wall. There was no space for anything out of view of the rest of the patrons.

There were four dancers, and it was Amateur Night, with three of them each doing a set after the regular dancers' first sets. Then the regulars did a couple more sets.

Besides the amateurs, there were various other women in the audience. Some of them liked to interact with the dancers, and could actually get more attention from the dancers than the men could. Others wouldn't do anything.

Toward the end of the evening, two women and a man sat down at a table at the end of the stage, around the corner from Glen and me. One of them (I would later learn her name was Linda), with rather large tits under her sweatshirt, started talking to the last dancer of the night. The dancer told her she could lie down on the stage with her feet hanging off and have lots of fun. She did and the dancer stuck dollar bills in various parts of her clothing, then erotically pulled them out again. She also felt up Linda's tits, commenting on their firmness and whether they were real (she said they were). Finally, she pulled up Linda's shirt and squeezed them again through the "granny bra" she was wearing. Then she pulled up the bra for a quick look and feel. Everybody enjoyed this, but Linda's friend was not interested in doing the same. She did allow the dancer to feel her and look into her shirt to see her much smaller boobs.

Then the dancer's music set ended and the lights came on. Glen went outside for a smoke while I stayed, watching this threesome as Linda and her friend continued to discuss their breasts and bras. I couldn't hear everything they were saying, but eventually the guy with them turned to me and said that the friend needed her pussy licked like a champ. (Why he wasn't going to do it himself, I did not know.)

"I don't know if I'm a champ, but I've gotten a few women off in my time," I responded, flicking my tongue around. He relayed this back to her and she gave me a good look.

"Let's go out to the parking lot," she said. "If you do a good job, I'll return the favor." We all put on our coats and I followed her out.

"There you are," Glen said when he saw me. "I need to get home." I tossed him my car key so he could stay warm, telling him I was busy right now.

The three friends went to their car and the horny woman got into the back seat, pulling down her pants as she did. I dived right in.

She was already soaking wet, with her pussy lips easily separating for my tongue. I found her taste to be mild and pleasant and quickly lapped up all the stray juices. Then I poked my tongue in between her lips and gave a long, slow upward stroke. I went right past her upright clit, then went back and flicked it several times, and she shuddered. I gave another couple of long laps, then sucked her clit, flicking the tip with my tongue and nipping gently with my teeth. Then I plunged into her vagina, licking up the copious juices within. She pulled up her shirt and bra, and started rubbing her tits, slowly at first but faster as I went faster on her pussy. Her tits were smaller than Linda's, but to me they had a nicer shape.

I went back to licking her clit and simultaneously inserted a finger, stroking it in and out gently but with increasing speed. With my tongue pressing firmly against her clit, I introduced a second finger to her tight hole. All the while, she was moaning and groaning and whining, encouraging me to keep doing what I was doing. I was only too happy to comply.

I sucked on her clit again and her whole body went rigid, shaking. At the same time, her pussy squirted a gush of her sweet juice onto my hand. When she relaxed from the orgasm, I pulled out my fingers and licked my hand clean, giving her a moment to recover. As her breathing slowed, I poked my pinky into her wet pussy and got it good and wet. Pulling it out, I reinserted the first two fingers. Once again giving her clit a light lick, I stuck my pinky into her asshole. She shuddered again as her anus quickly relaxed and allowed my finger to enter. Obviously, it was accustomed to having things poked into it. I accelerated my licking of her clit and started vigorously stroking my three fingers in and out of her two holes. In under a minute, she came again, even louder and more violently than before. This time, as she calmed down, she begged me to stop everything I was doing and just hold still. I watched her clit throb for a while and then relax.

Finally, she reached down and pulled my hand out of her, bringing it to her face and licking clean the two fingers that had been in her pussy. "Mmmmm, I love the taste of myself," she murmured.

"I love the taste of you too," I responded.

"Well, now let's see if you taste good," she said, and pushed me away, sitting up and sliding to the edge of the seat. As I stood up straight, she reached for my pants, quickly opening them and grasping my raging-hard cock. She gave it a good slurp and said, "Yup, you do." Then she got serious about sucking it into her warm mouth, swirling her tongue all around the head and shaft.

I take a medication that suppresses my prostate, so I can feel orgasms without squirting, and I did almost immediately. I groaned and leaned against the car, but she never noticed and just kept sucking on me. When I realized that my eyes were closed and opened them again, I looked around and saw that Linda and the guy were making out as they watched us, he fondling her now-bare tits and she stroking his cock. I also saw Glen watching all of this, not sitting in my car. His hand was in his pants.

As the woman, whose name I still didn't know, kept sucking me, I quickly regained the stiffness I had momentarily lost. I grabbed one of her tits and squeezed, rubbing the nipple under my thumb.

Having already come once, I was now able to enjoy the sensations of her sucking my cock for a few minutes. I switched back and forth between her tits, keeping both nipples good and hard, and she licked my cock up and down, stroking the shaft with her hand while she concentrated on the head. I looked around at the others again, then back down at her, and my second orgasm hit me very suddenly. I stiffened my body and groaned, my entire pelvis shuddering a bit.

She kept right on sucking until I relaxed and pulled away, telling her to stop because I was too sensitive now. She looked up me in confusion, knowing I had not shot into her mouth. I explained about the med and that she had gotten me off twice. "I guess that makes us even, then," she said, "but I was really looking forward to tasting some cum."

"Well, I bet Glen can help you with that," I said, and made way as he stepped over. She looked at the tent in his pants and pulled them open, sucking him in quickly. In under a minute, he was also stiff and groaning as she worked hard to swallow all of his jizz. A bit still leaked out and she wiped it off her chin with a finger, slurping it into her mouth.

As I finally closed up my pants again, I looked around and saw that Linda had made her guy come on the ground, but she rubbed the remaining drops off his cock and licked her fingers.

The woman in the car flopped back onto the seat again, but then she extended a hand for me to help her up. As I obliged, she introduced herself. "I'm Gina," she said, then pointed to her friends. "Linda and Pete. They'll watch, but they won't play with other people."

"Walt," I said, still holding her hand and trying not to look at her still-bare breasts. She saw my eyes flick that way and looked down.

"Brr. It's cold out here," she said as she pulled her clothing back into place.

"Yes it is. So, do you live around here?" She said no and named a town. "Really?" I said, and told her I lived in the next town over. "Want to trade phone numbers?" She agreed and gave me hers. I got out my phone and sent her a text so she would have my number as well.

The next day, we exchanged a long series of texts. It was New Years Eve. I had been planning to stay home, but we ended up going out together and back to her place. However, that's another story.