It was amateur night at our favorite strip club, and Vicki was up next. Besides having an insatiable sexual appetite, my cousin loved showing off her body whenever she had the chance. Fortunately, people appeared to appreciate her attractive physique.
After the emcee had given her introduction, Vicki stood center stage and began swaying her hips in rhythm to the slow, heavy metal piece playing over the sound system. Vicki stood with her legs spread apart and began slowly raising her dress. Very soon, her bald pussy was completely visible as she proudly showed it off to the guys who were sitting next to the stage. Vicki's cunt was met with thunderous applause.
I was also sitting in the row of seats surrounding the stage, which was appropriately referred to as "pervert row." It was clear that more than a couple of guys had pulled out their dicks to begin masturbating as Vicki was showing her stuff from the stage.
Turning her back to the audience, Vicki raised her dress up over her head, then threw it near where I was sitting (I had agreed to come long not only for the show but for security as well). To the delight of everyone watching, my cousin was now completely naked.
Vicki turned back around to face her happy audience. With the exception of her wavy brown hair, my cousin's body was perfectly smooth; her round, beautiful 36-B titties were the perfect match for her puffy pink pussy down below. Vicki raised her left leg gracefully into the air as she gently lay down on her right side. The men gathered around the stage, all staring at her gorgeous cunt and watching her with great curiosity as she started to play with herself on stage. Her scrumptious gash was aimed directly at me. The dollar bills began stacking up as the men began tipping. It was as if my cousin had been given a blanket of green rectangular pieces of paper that served as her carpet.
Just to my right-hand side, I became aware of an attractive lady standing by the stage with a fistful of dollars. Noticing her feminine admirer, Vicki rose, walked over to the lady, and accepted the gracious tip. The lady reached out to give Vicki's pussy a light tap of appreciation. Touching the dancers was strictly forbidden, but in this case, no one seemed to mind.
The lady returned to her seat. I looked around to see where she was sitting and saw that she was at a small table, with a man sitting next to her. The two were in their 20s or so, and, I assumed, they were married and were out for a good time.
I turned my attention back to my cousin as she began paying closer attention to the other guys on pervert row. The man sitting next to me had pulled out his cock and was stroking it ferociously as he watched my cousin. I looked down to admire his cock; it was quite nice. His cockhead was swollen and purple; I could tell that he could shoot its load at any minute.
Vicki came right up to the man who was masturbating and squatted directly in front of him. The man flipped a few dollars on stage, and Vicki continued to open her legs to give him a wonderful view of her shining pussy. Just as I thought, the guy's cock started squirting cum straight up like a fountain; the man had an orgasm just by admiring Vicki's hot body. I am still not clear as to who found that a bigger turn-on, me or my cousin.
The lady who came to the edge of the stage was back once again. This time, however, she and Vicki were talking a little longer than they had before. Vicki looked over my way, and so did the young lady. The two looked back at one another again, and the lady nodded her head as if to say, "Yes." She returned back to her table, and I happened to look back at the stage just in time to see Vicki blowing the guy a kiss from the stage.
Vicki continued dancing to her set of music. At the conclusion of the set, Vicki took her bows and reached down to gather her tips and clothing from the stage floor as the men offered her a generous round of applause.
Since Vicki was not an employee of the club, she did not have access to any of the dressing rooms, so she had to put her clothes back on while everyone sat around to watch. The next girl in line was beginning to start dancing to her set of music when Vicki sat next to me.
"What were you and that lady talking about?" I asked.
Vicki smiled from ear to ear and said, "You are not going to believe this. But she and her husband are here because it is their anniversary, and they wanted to experiment with swinging. She invited you and me to join them in the VIP room. I told them that the club charged $100 for the room, but if they paid for it, we'd be happy to join them."
That thought certainly seemed good to me. I turned around to the couple, smiled, and gave them both a "thumbs up" of agreement.
The man stood up from his seat, went over to the bar, and paid for the room. He motioned for his wife to follow. We watched the two of them heading for the VIP room, where we were going to undoubtedly have some fun.
"Well," I said, "I guess our party of two is waiting."
I stood up and took Vicki by the hand. Vicki stood with me, then we navigated through the dark nightclub back to the door that was underneath the sign that said,
VIP ROOM
.
When we entered, the heavy door shut behind us. The room was dimly lit with only two pieces of furniture: a large couch that could easily accommodate four people and a single chair similar to the ones used in the bar area. On the couch sat the couple who had rented the room.
The man was the first to stand, extended his hand to shake mine, and said, "Hi, my name is Travis, and this is my wife Aleah." I shook his hand and reached down to take Aleah's hand.
"We're pleased to meet you," I said. "My name is Bill, and this is my cousin Vicki."
"Yes," Travis said as he gave my cousin a lusty look, "we really enjoyed watching her strip."
Vicki smiled as she stood there and swayed back and forth like a bashful schoolgirl. "Would you care for a lap dance?" she asked.