Carmen and Sierra

I originally wrote this account of some fun at my favorite strip club in 2008. I write under the name Lord Henry Wotton.

Stripper Adventures 2008/02

A story of my wonderful experience yesterday afternoon.

As you know, Lord Wotton is fond of females, beautiful ones
especially. Beautiful naked ones, even more so. So, when the
opportunity occurs, he visits those loathsome locations, where
beautiful, friendly, naked women abound. Strip clubs.

Here in California, there are strict rules that females must abide by
during when they perform what is called a lap dance. At the club I
frequent (if three times a year is frequent), they remove all their
clothing and writhe while naked upon your clothed body. Touching is
permitted in all places except the fun ones, the vagina, the anus, and
the breasts. And no mouth to mouth contact.

Well, at this venue, the girls are a bit more adventurous. I have had
some entertainment where touching of the those areas was permitted. I
have had some entertainment where they touched in return.

So on Saturday, a cute Black girl, befriended me, Carmen. Rather
clingy she became. For whatever reason, she took a great liking to
me, and seconds into our "dance," my pants were unzipped and my
erection was in her mouth. An extremely pleasant time that
degenerated into what is called "69" by the masses was had by all. I
licked, nibbled, even bit that most sensitive area, to the girl's
delight, as she sucked and played to mine.

The poor dear tried to cause your Lord to have an orgasm, but he knows
how to refrain for such a vulgar act. (OK, it's not really a vulgar
act, but I can hold back for quite a while.)

Afterwards, while I waited for her to join me back in theater area --
private dances take place in private rooms -- this beauty caught my
eye, extremely pretty White girl, with a slightly curvy build, long
wavy dark hair, with a blonde bit in the front. I find it infinitely
more erotic to keep eye contact with a woman while she is performing
on the stage, keeping my eyes off her private regions, especially
while she is fingering them for your viewing pleasure. This lady and
I seemed to connect at this level, and I think she appreciated it.
Her stage name is Sierra.

After the Sierra's stage performance had ended, Carmen reappeared and
said Sierra wanted to have a private dance with me. I guess also that
Carmen had praised me. I'm guessing not all men who visit a strip
club are gentlemen, and can be quite rude and demanding to the girls.
Or lifeless and listless.

But I was out of funds for the day. So against my better monetary
judgement, I was coaxed to return the next day, Sunday.

On Sunday, it felt a bit strange, and I felt a bit like a pervert,
which I suppose I am. But a depraved pervert. OK, so I'm one of
those too.

There were four women there from the day before, and they all
recognized me. Great. When I told one of them I was there to see
Sierra, eyebrows were raised. Hmm.

Sierra came by quickly, tapped me on the shoulder, and said she'd be
back later, so we could chat a bit.

When she finally joined me, we sat in the last row of the place, with
her hands under my shirt, her legs over mine, and my left hand high on
her thigh and my right hand around her waist. Some small talk passed
between us, but the significant part of that was the part about me
being a good guy. I told her that I liked Carmen's liberal
interpretation of the rules, to which Sierra smiled and said she and
Carmen were probably the most liberal there.

She was called to perform on stage, where once again I only gazed into
her eyes. After her dance, she joined me momentarily, but I suggested
we have our private time together.

She became naked fairly quickly, as they all do, and, after I removed
my shirt, started writhing on my body. I tested our arrangement by
touching her intimate areas, bringing a small smile to her face.

She said she wanted to teach me something. Then she started nibbling
on the fingers of my right hand, working her soft mouth to my right
nipple, which she chewed on for a bit. Then she proceeded to nibble
on my left fingers, arm, and nipple. She reached into my pants and
adjusted my erection. Then she lay flat on me and told me how much
she loved my ears, before licking and biting them.

Then she worked her mouth down my torso, to my belly. She paused for
a bit, glanced up at me with a mischievous look, and undid the button
on my jeans. She made some quieting gesture, and slowly lowered my
zipper. She then moved that warm, soft mouth to my cock, and gave me
a quick few strokes. Unfortunately not like Carmen had, but decent
enough.

She placed her cunt onto my cock, so her clit was in direct contact,
and rocked. I tried fondling her, but she said she preferred my hands
elsewhere, one on her breast and one on her throat, firmly on her
throat.

We frolicked in various positions like that for a while, when she
finally settled into a supine position with her back onto me, her anus
rubbing on my erection. She had me once again hold her left breast
with her nipple being rolled between my left fingers, and my right
hand on her throat, rather strongly on her throat.

I whispered into her ear that I wanted her to cum, which, with the aid
of her fingers, she did. Rather nicely too. At first she panted,
then she moaned. She told me to bite her neck. I placed my teeth at
the back of her neck, and sank them in, not enough to break her skin,
but enough to cause some pain.

She was in Heaven. She wriggled some more, telling me to bite harder
and to tighten my grip on her throat, squeezing her nipple rather hard
as well.

I felt her body tense, and I remember her saying something, some words
of ecstasy, but I know she came, and rather hard too.

I don't remember if it was immediately after that, but she rolled over
and started playing with my ears again. Then she moved her lips to my
mouth and teased my lips with her tongue. I brought my mouth up to
hers and soon we were making out, while I continued to play with her
wet cunt.

My time was about up, so I asked her if I could lick her. She
positioned her cunt in front of my face -- a very pretty cunt it was
too, with very small inner lips and a longish clit with a flared hood
-- and I proceeded to lick her clit. With my tongue out, she moved
her hips up so I was at her entrance, and, as I stuck my tongue into
her, she moved her hips back and forth, riding my tongue, a rather
sweet ride it was too. When she stopped "riding," I moved my tongue
down to her other sensitive spot and enjoyed her muskiness.

I was in a daze after that. I could barely think straight. I sat
down in the theater area and couldn't focus. It was a bit late that I
noticed she was back on stage. I guess our time had lasted longer
than the rotation of girls, so it was her turn again.

When she came back out she said she needed to chat with another
customer, and the two soon went into the private area. I waited a
bit, but I had to prepare dinner for someone, so I had to leave
without saying good bye.

God, I had such a good time. She was there today, Monday. And
although I was tempted, I didn't go. I've spent too much already.

But it's only 5PM and she gets off work at 6. Hmm.

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