Tara's Story From the Exotic Dancer

Part of this story is true, but most of it is not. Names have been changed to protect the innocent as well as the guilty.

Tara was bored, sitting in the VIP room at Club 3 Levels. She looked dumbfounded at the guy hitting on her. He was saying he liked to get her number, blah blah blah. She thought this guy must be new to the club scene if my reputation hadn't preceded me. Tara is a jaded woman. Watching her father, the playboy that he was, never have a serious relationship with a woman led her to believe that variety was the way to go. The thing that she found funny was that her dad was now in a committed relationship with an age-appropriate, smart-mouthed, sexy lady whom Tara really liked. Tara's rule with men is "fuck once, never twice." It worked for her. Tara never had her heart broken; she traveled with her dad and brother, so they had private tutors and were home-schooled. Her father was a financial wizard, self-employed, and in very high demand. His clients lived all over the world, and so they traveled the world.

Tara never experienced high school; she had tutors and was homeschooled, and she completed the requirement to graduate at sixteen. She attended ballroom events for the rich and shameless. or spent summers in Spain or other beach destinations worldwide. She socialized with the children of royalty, politicians, and the extremely rich. She was mature for her age and smarter than most people gave her credit for, since she is an epic beauty.

Tara is five feet seven inches tall, with body measurements of 36-26-36, a cup size D, and a perky round ass. Bright green eyes, full red lips, and dark brown hair with auburn highlights. She was a head-turning beauty.

The man finally stopped talking, and Tara said, "I'm not interested in dating." "Excuse me, my brother just walked in." Tara left before the guy could respond. She walked toward her brother, who was instantly swarmed by a pack of women. Tara and her brother had a lot in common, especially when it came to the opposite sex. Tara didn't hate men; she had quite a few male friends, and she was always honest about what she wanted and didn't want from them. Unfortunately, most men didn't believe that a woman could be a player, which led to many broken hearts.

Tara decided she wasn't going to fight all those women to get to her brother. She would see him at brunch on Sunday. Back out on the dance floor, she found her Mr. Right Now, checking her out. He looked just like his photos. Kane Daly was one of the top male models worldwide. They had met before, when they were much younger, but never hooked up. Tara was hoping that tonight would be different.

and saying, "Ane danced his way up to Tara and pulled her into his arms, bringing his mouth to her ear and saying, with a hopeful tone of voice, "Tell me you are not here with a date."

Tara smiled and gave him a very friendly hug, and with laughter in her voice, she said, "Kane, it's so good to see you, and you know I don't really date." "But I'm here alone tonight." "I came by to see my brother, but he was swarmed by his fan club, so I gave up on talking with him."

Kane smiled his million-dollar smile and seductively said, "Good, I think we should pick up right where we left off the last time when we were alone." "Do you remember?"

Tara acted like she was thinking, but she knew exactly what he was talking about. They were both under eighteen at the time and were caught making out at an event that their parents had dragged them to. Over the years, they ran into each other but were never in a situation where they could talk or continue their teenage make-out session.

Tara finally said, "Kane, we've run into each other at many events, but I think you are talking about the first time we met. Both of us were horny teenagers. I am more than game to pick up where we left off, but with the experience and skill we have now." She winked at him and added, "I hope your skills have surpassed the horny teenage boy level."

Kane moved his hands down to her tight ass and squeezed. He then whispered in her ear, "Baby, let me show you the skilled man I've become. I promise you won't have any complaints."

"I'm hoping since we live in separate states, I might be someone you can have more than once without any complications." He then brought his mouth to hers in a devouring kiss full of promises. He broke the kiss and pulled her closer, dancing and teasing her with his touch.

Tara thought two could play that game and teased him with a few hip grinds against him. Since her brother was the GM of this club, she grabbed Kane's hand and dragged him to one of the unoccupied VIP rooms. Once inside, she said, "Since there is a full bar in here, why don't we have a drink?" Tara poured two shots of Patron into a shaker cup over ice, seductively shaking the cup, then poured the chilled liquid into rocks glasses. She grabbed two orange slices. She handed Kane the drink and a slice of orange. They touched the glasses, downed the shots, and ate the orange slice.

Once the drinks were consumed, Kane moved Tara over to the overstuffed couch. He sat down and put Tara on his lap. He took her face into his hand and brushed his lips against hers. Tara moved in closer and pressed her mouth against his. He followed her lead, and their tongues slid and circled each other in a very demanding kiss. Kane broke the kiss and began kissing her neck, moving down to her shoulder and back up to her neck. Tara let out a soft moan, which caused Kane to growl.

Tara brought her mouth to his neck and teased him with her teeth and tongue. Kane brought his hand to her breast and lightly grazed her nipple, bringing it to a point. He moved to the other nipple and felt it harden under his touch. Tara untied her halter dress, causing it to fall and expose both of her bare tits.

Kane growled and brought his mouth to one nipple, sucked it into his mouth, and held it there while his tongue made swirls around it. while his hand caressed the other. Tara's breath increased, and she made quiet moans. She thought this was way better than the teenage make-out session from their past. Kane brought his mouth to hers again, hungrily kissing her. When the kiss broke, Tara stood up and removed the rest of her dress, leaving her in just her heels and pants. Kane's lustful eyes moved from her face down to her toes and back up to her face. He growled, "Baby, you are fucking perfection." My cock is so hard for you. Come here."

Tara made her way to Kane, and he pulled her back down on his lap. She was roughly kissing her, causing Tara's pussy to twitch, and she could feel her pants getting wet. Kane pulled her back to his front, ran his hand between her legs, cupping her sex, and huskily said, "Fuck Tara, you are so wet." He moved his hand inside her pants. Tara growled as he began to rub her clitoral area. Kane pulled her pants down, and Tara took them off, wanting to give Kane full access to her pussycat. Kane took advantage and moved one finger down her seam to her opening and pushed one finger, then two, inside her, curving them on her G-spot. Tara began to rock her hips, and Kane moved his hand with her. Kane's mouth nipped and licked her neck while Tara's rocking hips ground against Kane's cock. Tara breathily said, "That feels so good; my pussycat is so wet and hot for you."

Kane wanted to slap his cock into her, but he wanted to make her cum first. He could feel how wet she was and knew she was close. Tara was thrusting her hips against his hands; he pinched her clitoral area and continued rubbing. Moving his fingers inside her, he felt her pussy grab onto his fingers, and Tara growled, "I'm going to cum."

Kane said, "Yes, baby, cum for me." Tara loved to cum and wanted to cum some more. When her orgasm finished, she pushed Kane down onto the couch as he unbuckled his pants and pushed them down. He grabbed a condom from his pants, and once open, he rolled it onto his hard cock. Tara climbed on top of him, grabbed his cock, lined it up with her wet, hot opening, and slowly slid down. Kane growled, "Baby, your pussycat is tight; it feels so good." Once seated, Tara began to rock her hips in a figure eight, causing Kane to growl and moan. His breathing was heavy and hot. Tara's motion brought her another orgasm. causing her body to tremble and shake, her juices running down Kane's length. Kane held onto her and flipped her onto her back so he could take control. He moved his cock in and out of her, telling her how good she felt. Tara moved her hand to her clitoral area and made little swirls on it. She matched Kane thrust for thrust, and she moaned, "Kane, don't stop me from going to cum; fuck, I'm cumming."

Kane felt his balls tighten up and felt the heat roll through his body. He growled, "Fuck, I'm cumming, baby," and felt his release as Tara kept rocking her hips with his movement. Both of them felt sedated; there was no awkwardness or weird after-sex regret. They were friends, and they both had their own lives and didn't want more. Maybe they would fuck again, maybe they wouldn't. Tara pushed Kane to move off her and walked over to the bar, poured two more shots, and brought them over to Kane. They downed the shots. Kane broke the silence first: "Tara I have to say the rumors I have heard about are not exaggerated. The few guys I know that you have been with spoke very highly of you, saying you stole their hearts and were a phenomenal fuck; one wanted to marry you. "I'm just hoping I get to have you again."

Tara smiled and said, "I like to fuck; it's important to be good at what you like." I have never bought into that slut-shame bullshit. "I'm selective, don't play games, and don't want a commitment." "I'm every man's dream girl until they realize I really don't want to be a girlfriend."

Kane laughed and said, "Not to change the subject, but I heard of a new club in the burbs called The Pink Kitty, and I recently heard you are the head dancer at said club." "I have heard nothing but good things." "My friends and I are planning a little trip to the suburbs just to check out the club."

Tara found her purse and pulled out some free passes for Kitties, and sweetly said, "Go online and check the dancer's schedule if you want to go on a night when Ashly, Kat, Ginger, and Karma are working." "My stage name is Kat; you will love Karma, I think."

Kane laughed and said, "I didn't think those were real names." "Thanks for the passes; I'll make sure the guys have lots of cash for tipping the ladies."

Tara replied, "Tipping is great; make sure you get a stage seat." The club has two stages, but show up early; by 10:00 p.m., the club is standing room only. Also, the ladies don't do lap or table dances. "The show is more burlesque with full nudity."

Kane tried to play it cool, but she could hear the excitement in his voice when he said, "I can't wait to experience this new club; I have heard nothing but good things."

Tara gave Kane a kiss goodbye and said, "I'll see you at Kitties then; maybe the girls and I will invite you and your friends out to breakfast after work." "By the way, Kane, you are a great fuck; I had a very good time."

He pulled her in for another kiss and then whispered in her ear, "Next time, I would love to go down on you." Tara winked at him and left. Tara thought, "No regrets, no calling me, and best of all, no disappointments or complications." Like her brother, Tara sometimes wondered if she was broken. She didn't have that "happy ever after" dream that most women secretly want. She never imagined a wedding or what her prince charming would look like. Shaking her head to clear her mind of such thoughts, she noticed her brother talking to his new head of security. Tara slowed her walk so she could check out this new hunk of man meat. He was a giant of a man, at least six feet, five inches tall, with muscles everywhere. He looked like a Viking with his Celtic knotwork tattoos around both his wrists. Tara made her way back to his face when she realized he caught her checking him out. Their eyes locked on each other, and Tara felt a tingle roll through her body. She thought, "What the fuck was that?" Breaking away from their eye lock, she casually walked up to her brother. He smiled and pulled her in for a hug. He then said, "Tara, this is my head of security; Tom, this is my sister Tara." They both nodded at each other, smiled, and quickly went back to what they were doing.

Tara hugged her brother and said, "I'm headed home." "I'll see you on Sunday for brunch," she said, then headed for the exit.

Tom caught up to her and asked, "Where are you parked?"

Tara replied, "About two blocks away."

In a commanding tone, Tom said, "That's not safe; I will walk you to your car."

Tara usually wouldn't put up with that caveman shit, but something about him told her not to start shit with this man. She nodded and headed for her car.

Tom broke the silence, and with amusement in his voice, he said, "This city is filled with talk about you and your brother." Twins are the king and queen of one-night stands, but not in a negative way. People speak of your honesty and no-nonsense way of speaking. I don't think I ever met a woman who wasn't secretly, or not so secretly, looking for a husband. But rumor has it you turned down multiple marriage proposals from a duke, a navy seal, and a senator's son. "I heard of your beauty, but they didn't even come close to describing how beautiful you are." Tara just stared at the man, wondering what his point was. They reached her car without any issues, and Tom said, "Tara, did your male model live up to your expectations?" "Did you enjoy yourself?"

Tara couldn't tell if he was trying to embarrass or shame her or was just truly curious about her answer. Without missing a beat, she sassily replied, "He was a phenomenal fuck, and it was better than I had imagined." "Next time, feel free to watch." She winked at him, got in her car, and drove away.

Tom recovered quickly from her sassy reply and busted out laughing. As he made his way back to the car, he thought, "Tara, you don't disappoint, and fuck, I want to spank your sassy ass."

A few days later, Tara was out shopping when she ran into Kane. She was worried he might be weird or needy, but he greeted her like always with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

He said, "I just finished up with a photo shoot, and I was heading out for a drink." "Want to join me?"

Tara didn't have anything planned and replied, "Sure, Kane leads the way." He ordered the Uber, and she wasn't surprised when they pulled up in front of one of the high-end hotels in the city.

Kane smiled and said, "I thought we could have cocktails at the rooftop pool bar." They even have swimwear to purchase in the hotel gift shop. "I'll buy it if you try it on and model it for me."

Tara gave him her most innocent look and said, "Mr. Daly, are you trying to seduce me?" and then laughed. She then added, "I'm not going to turn down a new bikini; take me to the gift shop."

At the shop, Tara tried on three different suits and went with a black monokini with silver side rings on the bottom sides and one in the center of her breast. It showed off all her assets while still being classy.

Kane approved of her choice and couldn't wait to see it wet. She separately purchased a coverup and a pair of flip-flops. Kane offered to purchase those as well, but Tara wouldn't take advantage of him.

Once in his suite, Tara thought he would be all over her, and she was a little disappointed he wasn't. Both changed into their pool wear and headed to the pool. In the elevator, Kane huskily said, "Tara, you rock that suit." I once heard a guy describe you as a beautiful, graceful, classy woman who loves to fuck. At the time, we hadn't seen each other in about five years. I had a hard time seeing the fifteen-year-old girl I remembered that way. Then I saw a photo of you, and I hoped I had the opportunity to experience all I had heard. You are all those things and more. If I was looking for love, I think you would be it. "Let's drink, flirt, and get wet."

Tara bumped him with her hip and replied, "Kane, you say the sweetest things." "But don't fall for me; I'm not interested in love."

The pool was gorgeous and very tropical-looking, considering it was in the middle of the city. The pool was heated, and they had the whole place to themselves. The cocktail waitress appeared once they were seated. They ordered drinks and a platter of meats, cheeses, and fruit. They shared what they had been doing. Tara asked him about his public breakup with his fiancée a few years ago but could tell it was still a raw subject with him, so she dropped it. Before the food arrived, Tara decided to enjoy the pool. A few guys from the bar noticed Tara and came out to get a better look at her. Tara ignored them, only giving her attention to Kane. The men went back into the bar. Kane and Tara played in the pool, dunking each other, and Kane threw her a few times. Tara loved feeling like a kid and doing fun, silly things. Not many people get to see this side of her. They got out of the pool and enjoyed their drink and snack.

Kane watched Tara bite into a strawberry and could not stop thinking about the thing he would like her to do with that mouth. Tara snapped her fingers in front of his face, getting his attention, and seductively said, "Kane, let's order two more drinks and take them back to your room to enjoy." Kane quickly got the server's attention and ordered the drinks; once delivered, he paid the bill and led Tara back toward the elevator.

Tara wanted to make sure Kane was on the same page as she was. She asked, "Your career is taking off." "You are in high demand for modeling, and I heard you are going to be doing some acting in a movie that starts filming soon."

Kane smiled and humbly said, "Yeah, I was shocked when my agent told me I was booked for the next year and a half between the modeling and the movie." I'm pretty excited about the movie. "I head out to L.A. next week to start filming." Tara thought it was good that he is busy and won't want to complicate things with a relationship. Tara grabbed his face, giving him a hungry kiss and almost spilling their drinks.

Once in the room, Kane led Tara to the bedroom, quickly stripped out of his shorts, and then relieved Tara of her suit. With both of them naked, they fell onto the bed, with Tara landing on top of Kane.

Tara licked and nipped her way down his body. Kane's cock was hard and throbbing, and when Tara brought her mouth to his cock, she licked the crown and then slid her mouth down until her mouth was against him. He moaned, "Fuck Tara, you keep doing that, and I'm going to cum in your mouth." She nodded in response and continued to slide her mouth up and down his cock, licking and sucking, driving him to cum. Kane's reaction to her was to make her wet. She kept sucking his cock and moved one hand to play with his balls. She felt them pull up tight and knew he was about to let go. Kane started moving his hips faster and breathing rapidly; he growled, "Fuck, I'm going to cum; are you going to swallow it?" "Fuck, Tara feels so good; I'm cumming." Tara felt his hot juice hit the back of her throat, and she swallowed it all down.

Kane had barely finished cumming when he grabbed Tara and flipped her onto her back, hungrily kissed her, and huskily said, "My turn." He licked, nipped, and sucked his way down Tara's body, making her so hot and her pussycat so wet. When he finally made his way to her pussycat, he licked and sucked her clitoral area while he finger-fucked her. He growled, "I'm going to make you cough so many times." I love how your pussycat gets so wet and grabs onto my fingers. "Fuck my cock, it's already hard again."

Tara felt the heat build and spread through her body. She rocked her hips, moaned, and breathily said, "Kane, I'm going to cum all over your face; fuck it feels so good, I'm cumming." She felt her pussyfoot contract and her clitoral pulse, two orgasms; her whole body was trembling, and Kane slowed his licking and finger fucking, bringing it to a stop.