The 4-handed Threesome

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When my hubby, Rick, and I were dating, he asked me if I’d ever been to a strip club. I had, but only one time. As it happens, Rick knows the owners of a few strip clubs in the area, and was a regular at one or two before I came along. One night we went to one of his favorites. The girl at the front knew him on sight, and cheerfully greeted us. He asked her for some change, and she obliged him with a stack of dollar bills in exchange for his two 20s.

We went inside and found a table. As the girls came out, I could see there was a wide variety of shapes, sizes, costumes, shoes, and choreography. Some of the girls were ok-looking, others were just…not. Some had very small breasts, others had obvious implants. But there was one girl – WOW. She was tall, at least 5’8” in bare feet, natural-looking C-cup breasts, long, golden-brown hair, beautiful green eyes and a perfect smile. She came out wearing a shiny silver G-string and a pair of stiletto heels. As she danced, she made eye contact with everyone, and I knew I wanted her to give Rick a lap dance so I went up with a couple of dollar bills to see if she was game.

Crawling seductively on all fours, she came over to me and whispered, “hi there, I’m Cindy. What’s your name?” “I’m Shay,” I told her as I secured the money under her g-string. I swear, she had the softest skin; it was softer than a baby’s bottom all over. She said, “you can touch me anywhere” so I ran my hands slowly up and down her waist, her thighs, and her arms. “Would you dance for my husband?” “I’d love to,” she said. “See you in a minute.”

She went to the others hanging around the stage, each waiting their turn for a moment with Cindy. She paid polite attention to each one, and by the time her song was over her g-string was bulging with cash. As I returned to the table, Rick asked, “so what did she say to you?” “She said, ‘my name is Cindy’”, I teased.

About 20 minutes later Cindy appeared at our table and sat down. I could tell Rick was impressed with my choice. As they introduced themselves to each other, Rick asked her how long she had been working there. “Only a couple of weeks,” she answered, which explained why they didn’t know each other. We bought her a drink and chatted for a few more minutes then said to me, “are you ready?”

Yes,” I said and smiled. Cindy got up, went over to Rick, straddled his legs and began to slowly grind on him. He looked over at me with a wicked grin and began to run his hands up and down her body. “So soft…” he said. She started nuzzling his neck and I could see him whispering in her ear, but couldn’t make out what he was saying.

All of a sudden, Cindy got up and moved over to my chair. Straddling me, she whispered in my ear, “Rick wants me to dance for you.” “Ok,” I said, “but let’s move closer to him.” We moved the chairs next to each other and she began to grind on me. She even stopped to give me a soft, quick kiss on the lips, which made both me and Rick smile. I reached over to feel his cock and I could both see and feel it roaring to life. I started massaging him as she danced on me when she whispered, “Let’s take this party up to the VIP room. I know a secret place we can sit for a few minutes.”

We grabbed our stuff and went upstairs with her. She was right; there, in the corner, was a cushioned seating area curtained off from the rest of the VIP section. The area was empty (it was actually roped off for a private party later), and we went over and had a seat. She unzipped Rick’s pants and he sat down, his cock raging hard. She said, “I’ve only got a few minutes before I go back on, but you two are such a hot couple, and so nice to talk with, I’d like to have some fun before I go back to work.” She stroked his cock for a few minutes, deep-throated him for a couple of strokes, then came back up, straddled me and started kissing me. I cupped her firm (God, they were FIRM!) tits and tickled her nipples. Her pussy started to get wet and oozed on my thigh. Then she reached over and grabbed Rick’s cock and started massaging it. I reached my hand over and matched her rhythm and we both stroked his cock; two different hands. “Let’s give him a four-handed hand job,” I suggested and she said, “cool”. She got off me, knelt down on his left side with me on the right. She started first, running her left hand up and down, then her right. I jumped in right behind her right hand over left, stroking non-stop. Cindy reached across his lap and kissed me again, and we started making out right in front of Rick’s cock, which by now, was throbbing. We stopped kissing long enough to go down and suck his balls then came back up to kiss some more. I could feel his cock ready to erupt. His breathing quickened and I knew he was close. A few more four-handed strokes and his cock erupted like Mt. Vesuvius. “Ahhh…” was all he could muster. Cindy said, “Wow, look at that, and began licking his cum off his cock, his thighs, her hands, and my cheek. She got up and retrieved a towel from behind the bar for us to wipe off. “Throw the towel in the trash when you’re done,” she instructed. “That’s our signal to each other.”

“I have to go dance now,” Cindy said, “but if you’ll come up to the stage, I can give you my number so we can do this again.”

© Shalynne and www.Indiscretionsblog.com, 2013. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Shalynne and www.indiscretionsblog.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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