Sixth in a series of stories of women performing oral sex.
All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons is purely coincidental.
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It had been six months since Phil had gone to a strip club. Understandably, it was closed down because of the pandemic, like so many other businesses. It wasn't like he went there a lot in the first place, but he made sure he didn't become one of those guys who always found themselves going to strip clubs. But the pandemic made it harder for him to have some real female contact. Unless you were already in a relationship during that time, it was hard to meet up with women who wanted to take the risk of meeting up in person. So, when it was finally time to reopen the clubs, he was excited to finally see some naked women and even get a lap dance.
He didn't actually go right away when it first opened, he thought he should wait a while. He had heard from another friend of his living in another city that when the club near him opened back up, it took a while for some of the hotter dancers to come back, so he waited a few extra weeks until he was sure about it. Also, he thought he should wait to see if there were any reports of people getting sick after it opened up. Fortunately, it seemed they took the COVID-19 precautions very seriously there, and he decided to finally go.
He had taken a few hundred dollars from his bank's ATM earlier that day, because he remembered how much the ATM fees were at the strip club. He dressed casually, but in a new shirt that he had gotten and made his way to the club. He had asked a few of his friends if they wanted to go, but they declined. He didn't like the idea of going alone; he had done it before, but it was not as much fun as going with friends.
He decided to go around 6pm, before it got too busy to avoid a big crowd, but he still felt he should be careful because of the pandemic. At the front door, the bouncer pointed one of those infrared thermometers at him and told him the basic rules they now have because the state laws now require them. There was no more sitting at the counter by the stage. Instead, they set up a series of small tables a little further away from the stage and from each other. When sitting, he could take off his mask, but when he stood up to move around, he had to put it back on. There was also now a two-drink minimum that he had to pay for no matter what. He didn't mind; he was going to drink only two beers, and that was it.
He found a good table to sit down at, one that had a perfect view of the stage. He ordered a drink, got some twenties converted into ones, and sat back to watch the show. There were two women dancing, one on each side of the large stage; both were blondes with big breasts, but one had more tattoos. It was the first naked women he had seen in months that weren't on his computer, and it was great. He saw a few dancers walking around talking to the customers, chatting them up and trying to get them to buy a lap dance from them. There were a few dancers he recognized from several months ago, before the pandemic, and there were now a few new ones he enjoyed seeing.
A few dancers had come around to him, and he tipped them. They asked him if he wanted a private dance, but he declined. He thought it was best not to go for the private dances right away. He wanted to enjoy watching the girls dance on stage first before getting a private dance from any of them.
"Hello," said a woman's voice coming from the side as she gently touched his shoulder.
"Hello," he replied.
He turned to look at her and saw a beautiful, big-breasted blonde woman wearing a see-through bra and sequined panties. She was also wearing a mask on her face, a requirement for all the dancers who weren't on stage. When they sat down to speak with the customers or take them to get a lap dance, they could take it off, but other than that, they had to keep it on. Phil believed that masks worked to help spread COVID-19, but thought the rules about them in the club were kind of ridiculous.
"I'm Sapphire. Are you having fun tonight?" she asked.
"Yes, I am," he replied.
She did a little dance for him, and he tipped her one dollar in her top and then another one in her thong. She then got close to him, put her arm around his shoulder and got her breasts close to Phil's face. In turn, Phil put his arm around her and placed his hand gently on her ass.
"Do you want a couch dance?" she asked him.
"Yes, I would," he answered with a big smile. He had turned down enough dancers already, and he felt it was now time to get the private dance that he had so long waited for.
He got up from his table and put his mask back on, and she guided him towards the back area to the door that led to the private rooms. There was a bouncer standing at a desk by the door who took his money for two private dances. Before they went in, there was a sanitizer lotion dispenser where Sapphire said they had to use it for their hands. After that, she led him inside and to an area where they had more privacy. The private dance area was sectioned off by a series of partitions for privacy, but luckily for him, since he decided to visit the place early in the evening and not at night, there was nobody else there, so it gave extra privacy.
Phil sat down and got ready for sapphire. She sat on his lap, facing him. She then took off her top and released her large breasts for him to see, and they were magnificent. She began to move seductively on him, grinding her pussy against the erection forming in his pants. Phil began feeling her ass before moving his hands up her body and to her breasts, giving them a good squeeze. It was such a relief to finally get his hands on some tits.
"You like my big titties, don't you?" she asked.
"Yes, they're wonderful," he replied.
She pushed her tits against his head and smothered his face with them. Even with the mask still on his face, it still felt great to have a pair of beautiful tits against his face again.
Sapphire pulled her tits back from his head and looked at him.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you, we can take our masks off here," she told him.
"Oh, good," he said. Another crazy mask rule, but he was OK with it.
They took off their masks and revealed their faces to one another. Finally seeing Sapphire's face gave him a tremendous shock as he recognized her instantly.
