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Strip-joint HandjobI was in town for a work conference being held at an old historic hotel in a small northeastern city. Though old, the hotel recently underwent a complete refurbishment, making it into a rather nice venue. Like in most other old downtown areas, the city was trying to revitalize things and some newer buildings now mixed with the old. The only real downside was that the hotel sat immediately adjacent to some of the most deprived areas, which also included a couple of nearby strip-joints. Luckily both strip clubs were within just a few blocks of the hotel.It was just past opening time as I walked up to the first club only to find it closed. A ‘For Sale’ sign hung on the door, so I turned around and headed for the other place. There, the lights were at least on and the front door was open. Even though it was about an hour past opening time the only person around was the guy behind the juice bar. It was only a juice bar because in this state it is i*****l to have nude dancing if you sell alcohol. If the joint wants to sell alcohol, then the women can only be topless, not fully nude. Personally, I don’t drink much so I could care less about the alcohol, as long as, the ladies are naked. The bartender said that none of the girls were in yet, but to come back in half an hour or so. Disappointed, I headed back to the hotel. One place is closed and the other can’t even open on time. I thought about going to an adult store and just getting some jerk-off material, but I knew I would rather have the real thing to look at, so I was stuck waiting.The second time in the bartender and a couple of older guys were sitting at the end of the juice bar talking, but still no sign of any dancers. They glanced up at me, the bartender said that girls were in, but it would be about another 20 minutes before they got started. Fucking great. I took a seat anyway. A few other customers began to filter in, all sitting in the outer ring of seats against the wall instead of the first line of chairs encircling the stage. A blonde about thirty came out of the bac dressing area and the show finally got started. She was decent looking with good sized tits and long curled blonde hair. Fairly tall and curvy, but she wasn’t putting much effort into dancing, barely moving and only taking her some of her outer ‘clothes’ off. What the fuck? The next girl out had obviously just had a baby recently and I’ll save you the rest of the description. I was about to demand my money back when I realized no one had ever collected my cover charge, so I stayed. Nothing to lose at this point, right?The third girl was better. Light colored long brown hair, standing about 5’8”, not the prettiest face with a somewhat long nose, but not ugly either. She was reasonably thin with some slight curves and a tiny bit of baby fat around her belly. She was probably in her late twenties, though you could tell her tits were saggy before she even took her bra off. She was wearing glasses with her schoolgirl outfit, which was a turn-on for me. She at least put some reasonable effort into dancing, so I left my original seat taking a chair by the end of the stage. The hell with the rest of these homos. She quickly danced her way over giving me a surprisingly good show as I tipped her a couple of ones. She never got completely naked on that first dance only taking off her top. When she did, her tits were even more saggy than I’d anticipated, but in a strange way they were erotic, especially when she was on her hands and knees. I loved how they hung down below her swinging around as she was on all fours. All I could think about was getting behind her so I could fuck her good and hard, just to make her tits fly around as wildly as I possibly could. Though she never took her bottoms off, she did sit directly in front of me spreading her legs in the air and pulling her panties over exposing her neatly trimmed but hairy pussy to me. I smiled at her warmly and she smiled back.The next girl was an extremely tall thin black girl about thirty. At least six feet tall, she had fantastic long legs that were attractive and smooth. Her skin was fantastic, a nice medium chocolate, supple and smooth. She had a nice-looking face, but a practically flat chest and her stick like figure was just a little too far on the edge for my tastes. She danced very well though and I tipped her a few ones for the effort, but she wasn’t what I was looking for.I couldn’t believe that I was still the only guy sitting by the stage at this point. I mean why even come in here if you’re only going to hide in the corner. There were only about seven or eight guys in the place. Were they all just too cheap to tip the dancers? I didn’t know what their problems were. Fuck ‘em all anyway. I was perfectly happy to have each of the dancers all to myself. The fourth girl up was young, but very chubby, probably 19 or 20. She was about 5’6” with very thick thighs and a moderately big ass which tapered up to her only medium sized tits. She wasn’t bahis firmaları the most attractive, but I stayed. I continued to sit by the stage getting what was essentially private dances from each girl for only a couple dollars’ tip here and there.Girl five wasn’t much to look at, a bit homely and even shorter and chubbier than the previous girl. She was also quite young, but the whole tone of her body was poor and had a slight sag to it. She also had a few big tattoos which I generally find to be a turn-off. Altogether, it was enough to have me backing away from the stage. I kind of felt bad about it and for her. I mean these girls are really putting themselves out there. I doubt I would be able to pull it off were I in their position. By the same token, they obviously know what they are signing up for. They’re expecting men to give them money based mostly on how good they look, so I didn’t let myself feel too bad.The next girl was the second black girl of the night. She was quite different from the first, much darker and only about 5’5” with short curly hair and big eyes. She had a decently tight body except that her tits weren’t the greatest and her face left a bit to be desired. She danced about average for this place, which was worse than most places I’ve been to. I always enjoy looking at black pussy though and she was the only dancer so far to go completely nude the first time out, which I rewarded with a few ones. She repaid it with her own favors for my enjoyment, pushing her ass and pussy right in my face. She did have a very cute little asshole which I enjoyed. She also spread her pussy with her fingers revealing that her inner lips were nearly as dark as the rest of her, but of course she was pink at her core.My attention diverted to a taller than average woman with flowing dark brown hair coming out of the back. She took a seat on a back bench toward the far end of the stage. I say woman intentionally here, as she was clearly older than the rest of the dancers. Moreover, she just had that fuller look of a wholly mature woman. She had a very good-looking face, dark eyes, and full breasts. Her body was great, the definition of clean lines and nice curves. She took the stage and smiled openly in my direction. I smiled back softly. The song she picked to dance to was from a genre I’m not too fond of, so I tried to ignore it while watching her closely as she danced. She quickly worked her way down to me, then immediately sat down on the edge of the stage, pulling me in close and asking if I was enjoying myself. I told her that I was now. She smiled and laughed a little saying that if I wanted to enjoy myself more that we should go in the back later, indicating the private dance booths. Now that she was up close I could she was even older than I had originally though, probably being into her mid-forties. That she was 10 years older than me didn’t bother me, she was just so hot I didn’t care. She stared at me for a bit then got back up resuming her dance. Eventually her lacey black top came off and I was surprised to see she had the nipples of both her large breasts pierced with a small bar. I’m not into body piercings, but she had such a hot body and great tits I could easily overlook it in this case. Especially when you consider the other choices. She was a real pro dancing and I wondered how long she had been doing this. She made the other girls look even worse than they had initially appeared. She moved down the stage a bit looking to entice others forward, but no one took her up on the invitation and she returned to me quickly. What the fuck is the matter with these other guys? I thought it was great though, as she focused entirely on me. She began taking off the remainder of her outer clothes, constantly looking my way and smiling as she gave little seductive looks and winks, sometimes arching an eyebrow, others feigning brooding or serious looks, always teasing and laughing. I was sure to make lots of eye contact with her smiling back often. I was quite happy as she left the pole plopping down back in front of me again. I loved all the little interplay with this hot woman. It’s amazing what looking a woman in the eye will do when she’s half naked. I stared into her eyes then slowly looked down taking the time to fully admire her breasts as they rose and fell with her still heavy breathing as she had yet to fully recover from the physical exertion of dancing. Approvingly, she watched as I took her in, then asked if I liked her piercings. I admitted that they weren’t my thing, but her breasts were beautiful indeed and that she was a fantastically sexy ‘girl’. I used the ‘girl’ on purpose hoping for her to take it as a compliment, which I’m sure she got, yet she was still quick to tell me that she wasn’t a ‘girl’, but ‘a woman’. She reached out abruptly grabbing my shoulders and pulled me into her breasts forcing me between them, then squeezing them against my face. She held me there quite some time. After she finally kaçak iddaa moved back I dropper her a few ones. She rose and stripped off her black bottoms lifting one foot onto the outer rail spreading her legs and squatting slightly. She reached down with her left hand and spread her pussy lips, and then started rubbing her clit with her right. “Oh, I’m getting wet. That’s for you baby,” she said looking at me. I whispered a ‘wow’ and dropped some more ones. She grabbed her stuff and walked off the stage.A younger girl, approximately in her early 20’s was next. She had medium long dark hair and a killer lithe and slim body except for the fact she had rather small somewhat flat looking tits. Damn, to get all she had and then not the final touch was a crime. She also had several smaller tattoos that detracted from her looks for me as well. She danced well, and I enjoyed watching her, still feeling tinges of disappointment at the same time.After her, the rotation reset with the initial blonde girl returning. At least she was putting out a little effort this time. A couple of other guys finally moved closer and for the first time I had to share. It didn’t last though, because as soon as the schoolgirl returned for her second dance the other guys retreated to the sidelines. It didn’t seem to bother her though as she strode to my end and danced for me. She really got into it working hard as she danced and stripped. She never looked at another guy in the place or even attempted to entice any of them, she totally danced for me. As the first song ended she sat down breathing heavily from the exertion. “Wow, you’re quite a dancer,” I complimented her. At this point she was naked except for her high black boots and her skirt which still hung bunched around her midsection. The second song was slower and she worked it close to me. She made a little conversation as she moved with the music asking where I was from and what I did, all the stuff no guy cares to talk about at a strip club. She spread and showed her pussy for me as she worker her hips and danced on the floor of the stage. Eventually she rolled over pushing her ass up and back so that her pussy moved directly toward my face. As she did so her peach split open to smile at me. She also had a cute little asshole which was now just a couple inches from my face. She stayed that way for a good while only slightly moving with the music. I loved it when her little asshole involuntarily clenched slightly. It looked invitingly tight. The dance ended and I tipped her well for the show. She tried to invite me for a dance in the back, but I wanted to see the mature brunette again, so I offered that maybe later I would.I skipped the ugly returnees, only moving forward for a couple of the nicer girls. A few more guys had come in by this point, seemingly regulars as a couple of them chatted with some of the girls off to the side. Then she returned. She still wore a black outfit which suited her nicely, but this time it was leather with some metal rings, a little studding, and a bit of fringe. I was worried maybe some of the new guys would vie for her attentions, but I guess she had decided I was her mark as she came directly to me and no one else interfered. The music started and the interplay between us returned. She really was a good dancer, but seemed to be holding back slightly this time, but I didn’t know why. She wasn’t big on using the pole, her dancing talents were more refined, more subtle than all out physical like some girls. All to soon her dance finished and she asked if I was finally ready to go in the back for a private dance. I asked what I would get if I did. She didn’t offer anything, only saying to let her get reset and then she would come out to see me, which was fine. Giving her a little time would let me get to see the hot young brunette girl dance again.The young brunette was nearly done when ‘she’ returned coming around the stage and sitting down right beside me grabbing my arm and pulling me in close to her rather possessively as if to ward off the younger girl. She asked where I was from and what I did. I told her that I lived a few hours away and that I was just in town for a work conference. I asked what she did, if anything, besides dance. She said that she used to work in retail, selling to stores for a distributer, but now she just looked for rich boyfriends to take care of her needs. She asked what I did for a living again. When I told her she looked a little disappointed saying that I couldn’t afford her anyway. She offered that we should go in the back now for a private dance and that she would take care of me, so we headed toward the back rooms, stopping to pay the DJ who collected the money for private dances. I paid for a for a three-song set, which gets you about 10 minutes. I wondered a little as to why I was doing it, when I had essentially been getting private dances the whole night. Of course, in the back some of the girls will rub on you a bit, sometimes let you kaçak bahis touch a little. So, I figured ‘what the hell’ as I had gotten off rather cheap to this point anyway and I had already planned to tip her for all the effort she had put forth to this point anyway. She led me to the farthest back booth and sat me down. Then she asked for her tip beforehand, explaining that the better the tip was, the better the show would be. I had already seen her show so I hoped this meant a little more than a show would be forth coming, so I gave her a twenty. She grabbed another before I could react. Then she told me to get it out. I was unsure what exactly she had in mind, but I did as she said. As I pulled out my cock she looked reasonably pleased with my 7 and a half inches. She immediately took a very firm grasp of my nearly hard cock. From that I was fully hard in an instant. She started to stroke me quite aggressively. I was, to use a pun, a touch shocked that this was happening. We hadn’t talked about something like this she was just doing it. I mean, you hear stories about blowjob and shit, but I always thought they were bullshit. This woman was not messing around though, she had her hand on my cock stroking away at rapid pace. She stopped for only for a moment, quickly taking her top off and asking if I liked that better. I nodded a yes as she bent over grabbing my cock again, with both hands this time though. Her hands covered all but the very head of my cock as she made quick short strokes. I loved the pressure she applied, her hands were amazingly strong for such a feminine goddess. Most other girls are way too soft for me, this was perfect, hard and fast. She jacked away at my cock looking alternatively at it moving through her hands and sometimes at me with this fierce look on her face. After a couple of minutes the song changed and she moved from standing slightly bent forward to reach me in my seated position into a squat in front of me. She returned to using only one hand, but now made longer fuller strokes. Her change in height allowed me to look her in the face while at the same time take in the action of her fervent ministrations on my rock hard cock. Our interplay returned as she began smile and to talk to me once again. “So, do you like this? Are you gonna’ com for me? Are you man enough to do it for me? Come on, you can cum for me.”Maybe this was all an act on her part, and if it was, she was really good at it, but I couldn’t help but feel like at least a little of it was real. I reveled in the feeling she was providing. She smiled at me as she continued to work my cock. As she tired from the use of one hand, she would switch to the other. This continued throughout the second song and on into the third. It signaled to her to start talking dirty to me again. “Come on, cum! Come on, you can cum. Come on use this dick for me!” She stood back up continuing to jerk me off without missing a stroke, leaning forward as she worked me. “You like my tits, don’t you? You like my body. Come on prove it. Come on give me that hot fucking cum! I know you want to.” I reached out and cupped her breasts, playing with them a little, she didn’t resist. “I know you want to fuck me, don’t you? I know you think I’m fuckin’ hot. Yeah, play with my breasts. I know you wish you could have them. I know you wish you could have me. Well, I want to see your fucking cum. I want you to give it to me. I want to see you shoot it. Come on, cum. I want that fucking cum!” I have never wanted to cum for a woman so badly.I could feel it building. I was getting to the point of no return. She could read it in my face, and it seemed to spur her on. “Yeah, you want to cum for me? You want to cum for me. Fucking cum! Yeah, fucking cum for me!” I did. Finally. Hard and fast, shooting rapid spurts of cum out as she continued to jack my cock furiously with her hand. Her grasp on my cock was so hard and she was jerking it at an amazing rate. It was unbelievably good. Damn, what a fucking pro. I continued to cum and she continued jacking away, allowing me to empty out completely and savor the feeling until she was sure I was fully spent.I had cum a lot more than usual. There was a puddle of cum on the floor between us and spatters everywhere. She glanced down at it. I thought she was going to grab something to clean it up, but the third song was ending. Instead she grabbed my hand pulling me up. She directed me to hurry up so that I wouldn’t be charged for another set of songs. She replaced her leather top amazingly quickly while I stuffed myself back in my pants, then followed along as she walked out. As we reentered the stage area she turned sharply and headed toward the backroom dressing area. I continued strait out past the stage exiting through the main door into the cold night air. On the walk back to the hotel I replayed everything about her in my mind. And she was the last thing I thought of as I fell asleep that night. I do have a couple of regrets, not staying to see if there was anything more on offer, and then never taking the opportunity to go back and see her again. I still recall her from time to time though. She definitely redefined the appreciation I have for older women.

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