Amanda visits Lana at the Gentlemens Club

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Amanda visits Lana at the Gentlemens ClubThe girl who was dancing saw me and gave a big smile. I smiled back, and sat mesmerized by her movements. She was in the middle of her routine, and was down to just a tiny g-string, gyrating her hips and sensuously stroking her own body. She was a slim light with large, obviously “bought” breasts with large areolas. Her nipples were erect and her tongue was darting in and out of her red lips, in rhythm with her dance. Soon she tugged at the bows at her hips and the g-string floated to the floor. She had a little strip of hair on her mound, but was otherwise shaved. She stood right in front of me and spread her legs wide. She was thrusting her hips forward and running her hands all over her mound, close to but just missing her pussy. She kneeled in front of me, spreading her shaved lips open. I could see that she was wet, and her hips were thrusting against her hands. She was looking straight at me, running her lips all around her mouth, as she teased herself. The guys were going crazy, throwing money on the stage. She stood and moved around the stage, gathering up the dollars, but spent most of the time looking directly at me. I was getting damp, knowing this girl was dancing for me. She came back and knelt in front of me. Her hand was directly on top of her mound now, sliding up and down. I could see that she was wet, and could smell her arousal from where I sat. She stared at me, rubbing herself faster and faster, flicking her tongue at me and moaning. I could only stare at her, not believing what I was seeing. Finally, she arched her back and collapsed backward on the stage. The guys cheered, then she gathered up her things and ran off the stage.”How about it, guys! Let’s hear it for Lana!” came the announcer’s voice. The guys cheered and clapped again. The music began and the next dancer started up, she was a stocky brunette, again with obviously fake breasts. Her routine was similar to the first girl’s but not nearly as bodrum escort bayan fluid, and not as sexy to me. I turned to see Lana standing next to me. She was wearing a little top that showed her deep cleavage and a tiny mini skirt that displayed her long, tan legs. Lana reached for my hand and said, “Nice to meet you.” Hi, I’m Amanda is all I could get out. She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. “Can I give you a private dance Amanda?”I looked at the sexy stripper and smiled. “I think I would like that, Lana…”She took me by the hand and led me toward the backstage area. There were other dancers, all with men. There were a number of small rooms back there, and she led me into one. It was softly lit, and the furniture consisted of a small cot and a straight back chair. There was a sink and mirror in one corner. She sat me on the edge of the cot, my feet on the floor, then plopped down next to me. She turned my face to hers and took my hands in hers.”Okay, Amanda here’s the rules… You don’t touch me unless I tell you. If you want to touch yourself, that’s fine, I hope I make you feel that way. If I ever tell you to stop, though, you stop immediately. Got it?” “Yes, Lana, I understand…”Thanks!” I hugged her close, and enjoyed the feel of her breasts against mine. “Oh, that was okay, wasn’t it? You’re not going to get in trouble, are you?” She laughed and said, “No, not even. We have quite a bit of freedom here in the private rooms, but sometimes the boss watches through a peephole so we have to be careful… But it’s better with a woman, they give us a lot more latitude than with a guy.” She went on to explain that by law, they really weren’t supposed to touch their own breasts or pussy, and definitely never let a customer touch them there. The reality was that on stage, by themselves, almost anything went. And especially if two girls did a “special” together, they usually ended up nude and eating each other right on stage.Once in a while, escort bodrum the local PD would send undercover officers in to see if the dancers were soliciting for more. That was a big no-no, and the dancers were also not allowed to meet with customers outside the club. She also laughed and said, “Besides, you can always tell the cops, they won’t open their pants!” Lana also said that the “no fraternizing” rule really applied to the male customers, that the owners knew that most of the dancers were bisexual or lesbian and so turned a blind eye if they wanted to go home with a female customer. “So what brings you to a strip club, Amanda?” Well its always been my fantasy to have a dancer make love to me in a club and not care if everyone watched us… So are you gay, Amanda?”” I’m not, I think I am getting in touch with the fact I just enjoy my sexuality weather with a guy or girl.”Well, you are certainly sexy, woman. I know that just about every dancer here would love to dance for you.”With that she stood up in front of me. She moved so she had one leg between mine, holding my knee between hers. She began to move in place, swivelling her hips and stroking her hands all over her sexy body. She leaned forward and rubbed her breasts across my face, and I could see her erect nipples through the filmy top she wore.She reached for my hand, and placed it on my breast, leaving her hand on top of mine with her fingers between mine. She moved our hands back and forth, rubbing my breast, and I could feel her fingers gently flicking my nipple. It was hard, and I couldn’t help but moan softly. Lana leaned in and ran her tongue around my ear, then whispered “You like that, don’t you, baby? You like my hand on your breast, teasing your nipple, don’t you?”I moaned again, “Yesssss… I love it, love the feeling of your soft hands on me…” Lana then stood up, and skinned her top up and over her head. Her large breasts stood out from her chest, and the nipples were very bodrum escort hard. She leaned back in and rubbed her bare breasts across my face. I caught her nipple in my mouth, but she pulled it out after a second and said, “Uhh-uhh. Remember, no touching…”I said, “Sorry, got carried away…””It’s okay…. Just relax and enjoy the show…” Her hands were cupping my breasts, flicking my erect nipples with her thumbs through my thin top. She was sliding herself up and down along my thigh, the sensation of her smooth skin against mine was getting me very wet. Then she stepped back and removed her skirt. She was standing there in a tiny thong, even smaller than the one she had worn on stage. She took her breasts in her hands and cupped them, pinching the nipples and leaning forward, offering them to me.”Do you like my breasts, Amanda? Don’t you wish you could be touching them now, doing what my hands are?””You know I do, Lana…””So show me, Amanda… Lay back and show me how much you like my dance… You know, you can take some of your clothes off if you would be more comfortable, baby…” Lana was squeezing her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples. She was moving her hips, pressing her thighs together then opening them. I was getting very turned on, watching this sexy girl perform for me. My hand moved to my breast, and I was imitating her actions.I stood up, pulled my top over my head and then unzipped my skirt and slid it down and off my hips. I lay back on the cot in just my thong. Lana cooed, “Isn’t that better, baby? Much more comfortable?”I could only nod. My hands were back at my breasts, pulling at the nipples. I was moaning, and my tongue was darting in and out of my mouth as I watched Lana perform. She lifted her breast to her mouth and sucked on the nipple. I did the same, and she moaned softly.”Ooooh, baby… Soooo sexy…” She leaned forward and kissed me, our lips barely brushing, then stood back up in front of me. Our eyes locked, and her hands returned to exploring her own body. One hand was on her big nipple, tugging, and the other hand was under her red satin thong. She was tugging at her thong with a finger, tracing her slit. All the while, looking seductively into my eyes… (TO BE CONTINUED)