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Private Dance-Part One: Nurse Cammy
My husband was home on leave from his job overseas and I decided to treat him to something special. We live in Las Vegas, with some of the biggest, most outrageous strip clubs in the world. I set up a private table for two at one of the classier joints, with a private dance for us at some time during the evening.
When date night came, I dressed in my flirtiest outfit. The corset top hugged my breasts and cinched my waist into that sexy bee shape that I love. The skirt I wore caressed my thighs like satin sheets. The splits up both sides added to the slight sluttiness of the outfit. The best way to describe my shape is what Southern men call “thick fine”. I got meat on my bones, but the curves are in all the right places in all the right proportions. When I was finished dressing, I stepped out of the bathroom to get the hubby’s reaction.
“Damn girl! What are you trying to do? I thought we were going out tonight. Looking like that, we might have to stay in!”
I just laughed. I put on my 4 inch stilettos and said, “Let’s go.”
We arrived at the club just in time for our reservation. We were seated in a secluded corner of the club that has an excellent view of the main stage. We drank our favorite liquor, and enjoyed each others company and the various dancers as they strutted, popped, dropped, and crawled all over the stage. About an hour into our date, we heard the announcement for the featured performer of the night.
“OK folks, it’s the moment you all have been waiting for! Put your hands together for Nurse Cammy!”
As the roar of the crowd boomed throughout the space, the curtain rose to reveal the sexiest nurse I had ever seen in my life. She danced out onto the stage flashing bits of the lace from her thigh highs with every step. As she danced, her large breasts bounced in rhythm to the music that was played for her. Throughout her performance, my eyes were glued to her; watching her shiny hair flow, her shapely hips sway, her round booty bounce. I was instantly enamored of her, to say the least. My husband, who is completely aware of my tastes for both sexes, simply smirked at me. “Do you want her for the private dance?” “Yes”, I said, breathlessly. He got up and went to make the arrangements.
Of course, this is a strip club, so at some point the clothes had to come off. But when they did, man oh man, it was worth every minute waiting. Beneath her nurse uniform, was a white lace bustier and panty set that matched the lace thigh highs that were flashed earlier. My mouth watered at the sight of it all. As the lingerie came off, Cammy revealed the prettiest pussy I had ever seen. The pink of the inner folds glistened in the spotlights. The men down at the stage showered her in cash. Every shake, every wiggle, it seemed to work the crowd into a frenzy, me included. My husband came back to our corner just in time to keep me from reaching up under my skirt and giving myself some relief from the torture.
“It’s been arranged. Cammy should be here about ten minutes after her show.”
I could only smile. “Thanks babe. You sure know how to keep a woman happy.”
“I live to keep you happy, just as you do for me.”
“Are you having a good time?”
“Yes, I am. I love watching you get worked up like this. It makes what I get at
home that much better.”
“Shut up, you flatterer.”
“But it’s true. The more you get worked up, the better I get it. So, enjoy now, so I can enjoy later.”
I couldn’t say anything to that.
Just as he told me, about ten minutes after her show, Cammy walked up to us, wearing a see-through baby doll dress. She motioned for us to follow her into one of the private rooms, where the noise of the crowd was reduced, and the risque factor would jump 150%. Once everyone was in the room, Cammy said, “I know that you sir already know the rules of engagement. Look, but don’t touch. However, that rule doesn’t apply to your wife. She is free to touch me as much as she feels comfortable to. However, if she goes too far, you both will be kicked out and arrested. Is that understood?” We both nodded in agreement. In my head, I was giddy with excitement. This goddess of a stripper gave me permission to touch her, and I meant to take her up on it.
The music began to play, and Cammy went to work. Her beautiful body undulated to the rhythm of the music and my pulse skyrocketed. I looked over to my husband, and saw that Cammy’s dance was affecting him as well. Since I knew he was stuck for the time being, I decided it was time to really enjoy myself with Cammy. I stood up and went to Cammy and began to dance with her. Cammy immediately understood what I wanted and stepped in closer to me, so that our nipples were nearly touching. My hands went to her waist, and began massaging her with my fingertips. As the song played, my hands roamed all over her body, massaging the soft skin as they went along. Cammy’s body became putty in my hands. I spun her around, so that I could crush my aching breasts into her back, and massage hers. Her nipples elongated and became hot to the touch. I dipped my head into her neck and blew across the sensitive skin. She shuttered as the sensations swept across her body. Our bodies were so close together, you couldn’t slip a drop of water between us. My poor husband, watching all of this, could only gaze in sexual heat and frustration. But he knew, later on, that it would be his turn. That must have been his only saving grace in the face of such exquisite sexuality between two beautiful women.
I got bolder. Reaching down and under her baby doll, I found her sopping wet pussy covered by a flimsy string of underwear. My fingers easily bypassed that string and went straight for her dripping hole, which was begging for attention. As I dipped into her honey pot, I felt her shiver in excitement. “Please, please, do something! I can’t take it anymore!” I figured “What the hell?” and decided to do something.
I sat Cammy on the couch next to my husband, who was still watching in awe. I spread her leg over the armrest and her pussy bloomed for me, just as I thought it would. I dipped down to taste the fruits of my labor. She tasted of honey and apples, a heady combination. My tongue swept across the weeping flesh, searching for more of that flavor. When I found the source of that flavor, I curled my tongue like a straw and plunged it inside of her pussy, wanting to drink up every last drop of that intoxicating flavor.
“OH MY GOD!!! That feels soooo good! Keep doing that! Jesus! I think I’m gonna cum!”
After taking my drink, I curled my tongue around her clit, which I purposely avoided. Instantly, she came with a vengeance.
“OOOOHHHHMMMMYYYYYGGGGOOODDDD!!!!! I’M CUMMING! IIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!”
I kept sweeping my tongue over her clit to keep her going. Eventually, she was reduced to a weakened puddle on the couch. I got up with a huge grin on my face, along with the copious amounts of cum that Cammy released when she came on my face. She gave me a weak smile saying, “Lady, you just gave me the biggest cum of my life. I didn’t think a woman would get me off better that a man. But now I know!”
Once again, I couldn’t say anything.
I looked over to my dear patient husband, who sat there like a good patron the entire time his wife sucked off a stripper. He still had a tent in his pants, but there was a wet stain there as well now. I felt bad about his lack of involvement. I went over to him and kissed him, with my face and mouth still covered in Cammy’s juices. In our passionate kiss, he got to sample what I fed on. “Mmmm, tasty.”
I took my husband by the hand and said, “Now, my love, let’s go. It’s your turn.” We left the private room with Nurse Cammy still smiling and recovering from our interlude.
Part Two to follow…The ride home
Mila
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