The strip club
When they exited the car Donna found herself standing in front of a strip club
called "Hungry Girls". She looked around the scenery, wobbling on her legs,
while ms Brendan got out behind her. The obvious red lights, the brick wall, no
windows to see what was going on inside, the three bouncers eying her, the dark
street. "Somehow these clubs always end up in a shady part of town" she thought.
"The last time I was in one was for some male stripping show with my girlfriends
more than five years ago."
The wind was picking up and it became chilly. She embraced herself feeling her
nipples harden a bit more. "Fuck, my appearance must be slutty" she thought as
she eyed herself. She was standing in front of a strip club, dressed as a
stripper herself. The very short red skirt, the black stockings the black high
heeled 6" open shoes, the blouse with the large v-cut in front, the flimsy
slutty flowery adornments on the blouse, and the push up bra which left her
nipples free, pocking through the thin blouse.
"And above all, I'm drunk again".
Ms Brendan had changed her in the car on the way over. Donna, drunk, didn't put
up much of a resistance. Actually, the tequila had made her horny, happy and
dazy, and she had slipped into the new clothing without any protest. When
instructed to masturbate she had not hesitated, and within seconds she had come.
Donna smiled happily when ms Brendan laid her arm around her as she was standing
in front of the club. She gave ms Brendan a kiss on the cheek. "Why did I do
that?" she thought immediately "Must be the damn alcohol again, with the love
making in the car." "That's what I find most embarrassing right now, being wet
upon entering a strip club." Donna however just smiled and walked cuddled up to
ms Brendan for protection against the cold wind whom guided her into the club.
"Good evening ms Brendan, good to see you again" one of the bouncers greeted
them, as he held the door open. "Enjoy the show".
Donna was guided passed the counter through the next door where she found
herself in a large room, with 5 - 6 girls dancing on different podia, mirrors
everywhere, everything half lit with red lightning. The cough, chairs were all
in various shades of red. And the floor was covered with a thick red carpet.
"A typical strip club" Donna thought looking around.
"Let's sit over there" ms Brendan said and they walked to a rounded couch with a
separate small podium in front of it. "That is my favorite place". They sat down
and immediately a young girl, half naked, wearing just a short skirt stockings
and high heels came by. "What will you girls drink?" she asked smiling a bright
smile.
"I'll just have a coke for now, she will have a margarita, the special one" ms
Brendan said to the girl."You'll love that drink" she said to Donna. Donna just
smiled "She wants me drunk again" she thought "I must drink slowly, this is not
the place to get drunk, not dressed like this." She looked around "Too many
thugs" she concluded. She forgot in her state of mind she already was very
drunk.
The audience was indeed not really the cream of the top. Some biker-like man had
taken over a corner, and were admiring a beautiful young girl with platinum
blond hair sensually dancing around her stage, wearing some blue lingerie,
stockings, and white high heels. She expertly teased them and collected a lot of
dollars. "A pro" Donna concluded. The men obviously enjoyed the sight, and where
constantly cheering with their beers at every move the girl made.
Scattered around the place where some creepy men looking up at the other dancing
girls, spending dollars. Donna observed them and felt repulsed to be in the same
room as them.
"You'll always have those figures." Ms Brendan said as she saw Donna looking at
the dirty skinny man sitting close by, glaring at one of the dancers in front of
him, fumbling with dollar bills. "But this is still my favorite strip club in
this town. They know me well and have some good features, as you will see."
"Tonight I will have you look and admire the skills of these striptease girls.
You may even choose the girls you wish to have dancing here in front of us, so
look around and see if you like anything." Ms Brendan laid her hand on her
thigh, and kissed her on the cheek. "I want to know your taste for women."
"I don't have any taste for women" Donna thought, yet smiled back at ms Brendan
and caressed her back. "Thank you, ms Brendan" she said, not knowing what else
to say. She looked around and suddenly her eyes went big. Ms Brendan followed
her look and saw Donna looking at an older lady walking through the crowd. The
lady had dark black straight hair which was cut in a bob. She wore a red short
jacket, and her breasts were covered with a red see through bra. Her belly was
naked, and from the glittering Donna concluded she probably had a piercing in
her belly button. She wore a short red jeans, cut very high so her rounded ass
was in clear view. Her long legs had red stockings on, and it all was finished
with bright red plateau shoes. Her figure was excellent. While Donna observed
her she expertly teased the crowd, hugged a few well known customers, had a
laugh, let them touch her a little bit, but not too much, and then walked on.
What struck Donna was that she thought she knew the woman.
"You like that girl?" ms Brendan informed with a naughty smile. "Yes....no"
Donna replied not being able to take her eyes of the lady.
"Why are you then looking at her?" Ms Brendan teased on "You are not getting shy
now Cutty?"
"No ms Brendan, it is that I think I know the woman" Donna admitted.
"Oh that very well could be." Ms Brendan replied "She used to live in your
neighborhood with her family"
"That's it!" Donna recognized her "She used to live close to us! Her daughter
was a friend of my daughter Julie" Donna looked at the woman walking around.
"She changed a lot" Donna said out loud.
"What do you know about her, tell me" ms Brendan asked curious.
"Well," Donna started keeping her eyes fixed on the woman parading through the
crowd "She used to have a normal family life, her one daughter was even a friend
of Julie, my daughter." The lady was now tongue kissing a probably well known
customer. The man fondled her ass obscenely, and the woman laughed obviously
pretending to be enjoying it. "Then at a certain moment it turned out she had an
affair with some low life scum-bag. I do not know exactly what was going on.
They tried to fix the marriage, but from thereon the family just landed in one
problem after the other, usually shameful facts. Her daughter got busted with
drugs I recall. I had even told Julie not to see her anymore. The husband left
after a while, as more affairs of the woman came to light. She was a real slut
as it turned out to be. We all felt sorry for the husband. They continued to
live for a short while in the same house, without the father, but eventually
moved. The daughter got expelled from school for indecent behavior." Donna
looked at the woman. "The fact is that it was just sad to see them, walking
around, alone, and obviously unhappy. Still trying to keep up there appearance.
I felt sorry for them. It was as if bad luck just followed that family."
"And now the slut mother is here." Ms Brendan smiled neglecting the sadness of
the story "She has been here for two years now I think"
Donna turned to ms Brendan
"Don't look so surprised, I know her history a little bit too, from herself. She
is one big slut I tell you, and an expert dancer. Let's have her come over
here."
"No!" Donna gasped
"Don't be shy, she might even be happy to see an old friend" ms Brendan waved
away her objections. "And she can tell you her story from her point of view, not
from your mundane neighborhood gossip. Than you and your coffee club have
something knew to chat about"
The waitress just brought back the drinks, and ms Brendan whispered something in
her ear, pointing at the woman in red now leaning up at a fat customer rubbing
his chest, while drinking a glass of champagne or something. Smiling at him,
trying to get him to pay for a lap dance probably.
Donna still couldn't take her eyes of the woman
"Her name is Rebecca, Rebecca Fowler, formerly Brown-Fowler." Ms Brendan
remembered Donna "And her stage name is "Red Pussycat""
Donna looked at ms Brendan again. "She loves red" ms Brendan explained.
Donna went back to look at Rebecca. She was still busy with the fat man.
"Yeah, two years in which she built up quit a reputation. Her lap dances are
famous, even though she is older than the rest of the girls here. She teaches
them her tricks too. A perfect example to me of a woman who found out at a late
age she was actually a 'slut'. Or a exhibitionist, or a 'whore'."
"What about her daughter?" Donna asked, keeping her eyes fixed on Rebecca. She
didn't like the rude comment of ms Brendan.
"Well, you can ask her"
"Won't that be strange, I mean..."
"Hey, lap dancers are humans too you know. She has a brain too and will
understand why you ask that question. Don't you worry, she is a strong woman,
she can have a few insulting questions. She'll have a few for you too, no
doubt."
Ms Brendan obviously referred to Donna's own situation. Donna blushed as she
thought about it "She's right! If I ask her those questions, she will obviously
fire back a few too. And if ms Brendan starts giving instructions which I have
to follow, it will become more embarrassing!" Donna now felt even more
uncomfortable with Rebecca coming over.
"Why don't we take that girl in the blue dress with the bikers?" she tried.
"We'll ask her too. But let's go for Rebecca first, she seems free."
At that moment she saw the half naked waitress approach Rebecca and the fat man
she was warming up to. The waitress whispered in her ear, and Donna blushed as
she saw Rebecca look in their direction. "I hope she doesn't recognize me"
Rebecca started to smile and wave, and whispered something back to the waitress,
who smiled and left. Rebecca meanwhile continued with caressing the fat man.
"She will come to the table when she finishes that customer. It is a regular of
hers." The waitress said to them as she walked over from Rebecca.
"That's ok hon, thank you" ms Brendan said "Cutty , have some margarita, you
will get a great show!" she then turned to the waitress who just walked away.
"Excuse me girl!" the waitress turned "Yes ma'am?"
"Could you ask that girl over there to come here?" She pointed to the girl
dancing at the bikers "Before she get's too busy. We'll pay her good."
"Okay ma'am" the waitress said an walked away.
"Damn, this is even worse."Donna thought, now I have two girls going to dance
for me. She sipped the margarita "And she wants me drunk again." She took
another sip "It tastes good though" After the wine and tequilla she was getting
quite an appetite for alcohol.
"You just drink and relax Cutty." Ms Brendan said "Just drink and relax"
The lady dancer had come over as soon as the waitress told her to. Before the
bikers could object she said something to them, and two other dancers came over
to keep them busy. They quickly shifted their vulgar attention to the two new
girls in front of them.
She had kissed ms Brendan on the cheek, and then sat down with them.
"A drink?" ms Brendan asked
"Yeah, some champagne please" the girl said.
"So typical" Donna thought as she shyly looked at the girl.
"Let me introduce you to my girlfriend" ms Brendan said as she ordered for the
waitress to fetch a champagne for the girl "This is Cutty, it's her nick name,
but everybody calls her that way"
"She has razor sharp pussy lips?" the girl joked as she held out her hand
towards Donna. "I'm Trinity, please to meet you Cutty."
"Now Cutty is new to this sort of thing. Actually it is her first time at a
strip club as a normal visitor, besides bachelor parties and the likes."
"Oooh lovely." The girl smiled. She eyed up Donna who felt more and more
uncomfortable.
"So I want you to give her a special treat, no boundaries, and you know I am
good for the money."
"Ms Branden, say no more." The girl said enthusiastically. "I.." she looked at
cutty "We will give you a show you will never forget!" She stood up and walked
over to Donna. She picked up her margarita "You finish this quickly, it'll calm
you're nerves, and you let me do the rest." She turned and walked to a panel
attached to the wall.
Ms Brendan smiled and nodded at Donna, who understood this as a hint to do as
she was told. "Damn" she thought as she gulped the margarita down.
"Two more please" ms Brendan said to the waitress who had appeared again. "For
the show" ms Brendan said to Donna as her empty glass was taken by the waitress.
Trinity meanwhile flipped some switches and a dark red curtain came down
separating there place from the rest of the room.
"This is so cool of this place" Trinity said as she walked over to Donna. "And
the lightning is perfect. Now wait for the music to begin. We start slowly,
softly."
The girl positioned herself in front of Donna, with her legs touching the couch
Donna was sitting in. She put her arms in her hips and smiled looking down at
Donna. "Tell me what you see, Cutty, what do you like about me." Donna was
looking at the young girl in front of her and didn't know what to do, until ms
Brendan signaled her to do as she was told.
"I-I...your clothing" Donna said, hoping this would please the girl and make her
stop.
"Hahahaha, you are funny. What clothing, this flimsy revealing outfit? Noooo,
tell me what you like about me, my body, my face" she bended over "My breasts"
and she gave Donna a good close up view of her breasts still covered with the
blue bra.
The music started softly, a standard disco beat, the type you heard in those
cheap porn movies. "Come on tell me" Trinity said as she waved her body close to
Donna .
"Feel my skin" she said and took Donna's hand and laid it on her belly "isn't it
soft?"
Donna felt her skin, "Y-yes it is" she mumbled " it is very soft"
"Say it is nice" Trinity whispered in her ear, breathing softly
"It is nice" Donna said, feeling nervous as hell.
Trinity started to touch Donna "You have a nice body too Cutty. I like your face
a lot, it's got some cool innocent 'housewife look' still." Trinity whispered,
her hands softly jumping over Donna's face, to her breasts, her belly "You've
been working out haven't ya" she said.
"Yes" Donna replied softly. Trinity got up again and turned her back towards the
humble Donna, all the while softly moving on the music.
"You see me, I work out to" she bend over pushing her ass towards Donna "Every
day, Cutty, every day" she wiggled her ass a little more "Touch me " she said
and Donna did, she softly felt her ass "feel the soft skin" she said encouraging
Donna to continue.
Two new margarita where brought by the waitress who appeared through the
curtain. Ms Brendan, enjoying the show, signaled her to put them on the stage
where Trinity was dancing. Trinity picked up one glass and turned to Donna
again.
"Here you drink this one fast again, Cutty, you're still too tense" she
instructed, and Donna gulped it down while Trinity danced bent over her, with
one finger lifting the bottom of the glass to speed her up.
"There you go, they should kick in within the next five minutes" she smiled and
took the glass out of Donna's hands. The next minutes she just danced in front
of Donna and she forced Donna to touch her skin all over.
Then when she saw the margarita's having an effect on Donna she really got
going.
"Let's try it again, what part of me do you like" she whispered again this time
really close to the tipsy Donna
"You're figure, " Donna replied "Your face"
"Better, now let me show you a little more of my figure" and she grabbed gently
the back of her bra while still bent over and unclipped it. She held the bra
with one hand in front of her in place, and then took it away.
Donna got a clear view of her small young breasts, with the little hard nipples.
"Touch them with both your hands girl" Trinity said, as she bent over once
again. Her face with her blue eyes gazing straight into Donna's, her pink
colored lips in a naughty smile, her blond hair waving seductively around her
head.
Donna started to feel a little more than tipsy, and the music with its typical
beat, the lightning, the warm chair, it was all getting to her. She reached out
with her hands and touched the nipples of Trinity as told to. Trinity on cue
brought her lips close to Donna's left cheek, close to her ear, as if she was
about to kiss her. Donna could hear her softly breathing, and the warm air from
her mouth was caressing her cheek. As she trusted her breast into Donna's raised
hands she moved her mouth across the face of Donna, every now and then making
eye contact.
She lifted her breast into the face of Donna "Look at them" she said, and Donna
did.
Trinity fetched the second margarita and held it above her breasts. She bent
over so her breasts were above Donna's head, which she gently forced backwards.
Donna was now face up underneath her breasts. "Now watch carefully, and do as I
tell you to. First look at my breast and open your mouth." she said softly
"Stick out your tongue"
"Further Cutty, further out" she smiled as the half drunk Donna did as she was
told.
Trinity slowly turned the glass and began to poor the margarita over her breast,
making it drip on Donna's face and open mouth "Try to catch it all" she
instructed. Donna moved around as Trinity switched from breasts, and then placed
a hand at the back of Donna's head, pushing her up as she finished pouring the
last margarita.
"Lick them gently, Cutty" she said and Donna did. She licked and sucked the
margarita of the small well formed breast of the young girl. Next moment she
found herself kissing the breasts passionately tasting the sweet margarita,
enjoying its soft skin. Trinity smiling and softly whispering encouraging words,
gently moved her breasts from side to side, and rode her pussy on the right
thigh of Donna.
"Raise your skirt" she softly suggested, as Donna felt herself getting aroused.
Trinity took her hands and guided them to her skirt, which already was way up
and exposing her bare pussy. "All the way up". Donna complied and lifted her
skirt, so she was sitting bare ass on the couch. Trinity spread her legs, while
still gently dancing with her hips on her right thigh. "And now raise the
blouse" Trinity instructed "Better yet, take it off..." she moved backwards
allowing Donna to take off her blouse, and at the same time displaying her
topless body, with her wet freshly teased breasts.
As Donna struggled to get her blouse off, Trinity rolled her stocking of her
right leg a bit down, so she was now skin to skin, with only a flimsy g-string
between her pussy and the leg of Donna. She started to 'ride' the leg again,
gently.
Donna, now almost completely naked, was excited, drunk, humiliated, confused.
She was looking at Trinity, taking in her beautiful body.
"She could have been a super model" she thought "She has the perfect sizes, the
perfect skin color, a pretty face..."
Trinity interrupted her thought again, now by taking her right hand and guiding
it to her own pussy. "Start rubbing yourself, Cutty" she whispered, "you're wet
down there, and you can't waste the nectar". Ashamed Donna felt with her own
hand her own wetness.
Gently and on the rhythm of the music, Trinity forced her hand up and down her
own lips. When Trinity thought she now knew what to do she let go, and Donna
found herself rubbing herself slowly on the rhythm. Trinity grabbed her
attention again by looking into her hazel brown eyes.
"What beautiful blue eyes she has too" Donna drunkenly noticed. The next moment
Trinity pressed her breasts into her face again, and Donna instinctively started
to kiss and lick them. Trinity started to grind harder up her legs, and her
mouth close to Donna's left ear breathed heavily.
"Rub yourself" "Finger your wet clit" "stick your finger into your twat" she
said softly in between her breaths, and Donna started to rub in earnest, as her
breathing picked up.
Suddenly Trinity backed away, and stood up, leaving Donna spread, topless with
her raised skirt and fingering her pussy. Her left hand had automatically found
her left breast, and she was teasing her own nipple.
"What...?" Donna said as she opened her eyes, missing the warm female body
rubbing against her.
"Stand up" Trinity instructed gently and she was lifted up. Trinity kept her
body close to Donna's as she moved on the music, forcing Donna to follow her in
the dancing. She turned Donna, and held her breast with both her hands, pushing
her own into the back of Donna.
"You're moving good now Cutty, you feel the music" she whispered in her ears.
"Oh no," Donna thought "I'm drunk again, and I feel myself hot again"
"I don't want...." but she was interrupted with a caress of her breast again.
"Finger yourself again Cutty" Trinity instructed and Donna did. She decided to
let herself go from there-on, or was too drunk to protest.
She fingered herself while Trinity danced in her back, with her hands exploring
Dona's breasts, belly and thighs.
Donna soon got so hot she started to moan out load. On cue Trinity bended her
over on the small stage, with her ass facing ms Brendan.
"Keep on fingering yourself Cutty" she said, as she spread the legs of Donna,
giving ms Brendan a clear view of what was going on between her legs. A soft
sopping sound could be heard too, as Donna was by now soaking wet.
Trinity moved on the stage and kneeled in front of Donna. This made the lusty,
drunk Donna look straight at her thong.
"Now as a special treat," Trinity whispered as she held Donna's head with both
her hands "you may tale off my thong with your mouth" and she guided the head of
Donna forward into her crotch.
Donna, on automatic pilot, bit into the thong.
"Gently" Trinity said, as she bucked her hips backwards "Gently, Cutty"
Donna relaxed a little and when she had a good grip on the thong slowly moved it
downwards.
"That's good, that's really good" Trinity encouraged her, still holding her head
with both hands. She started to sway her hips on the music again, making Donna's
head wobble too.
Trinity's trimmed blond pussy was now hovering in front of Donna, and the drunk
Donna barely could resist the urge to lick it. Her eyes admired the beautiful
sight of the inner and out lips, nicely curling around the inner red glimmering
flesh. The blond hair was removed except for the small trimmed triangle above
the clit.
The thong together with Donna's head slowly, rhythmically, moved down the
beautiful legs of Trinity. When they reached the feet Trinity quickly helped
getting the thong passed her high heeled shoes. Trinity pulled the thong out of
the mouth of Donna, and let her lick her toes for a short while. Donna, drunk
and completely out of it, complied and licked her toes when her head was forced
towards them.
Trinity then forced Donna's head upwards her left leg along her blue stocking up
to its end. Donna knew what was expected as she rubbed herself slowly but
steadily to a climax. She bit gently into the fabric and pulled it down.
Trinity, still giving ms Brendan a good view of her own body by lifting her body
up with her bend right leg, helped Donna with her right hand in rolling down the
stocking whenever it didn't go smoothly. She pulled her foot out of the white
shoe when Donna reached there, and put it back on while Donna laid the stocking
gently besides her on the stage with her head.
By now Donna's pussy was soaking wet, and her juices were spreading outside her
lips, down her thigh. She was still holding up her skirt, and rubbing her pussy.
Ms Brendan enjoyed the show as she drank a glass of champagne she had ordered.
together with some fresh margarita's.
Trinity smiled wickedly at ms Brendan and then forced Donna up to the stocking
on her right leg. Donna complied and slowly pulled down the stocking with her
mouth. She gently laid the fabric to the left of Trinity, while Trinity put her
shoe on again.
Next the almost climaxing Donna was slowly turned as Trinity stood up on the
stage, lifting Donna up at the same time. Donna was positioned gently with her
ass leaning on the top of the stage, her legs with the black stockings and high
heels spread obscenely, her skirt raised with her left hand, while her right
worked away on her pussy on the beat of the music. She was now so out of it she
didn't think no more, and freely worked her pussy, focusing on the climax. Her
hand would glide inside and then gently but with pressure outside towards her
clit. She would tweak and turn it a little, and then force her hand back into
her pussy.
The naked Trinity was parading her pussy above the head of Trinity as she picked
up a margarita, by bending over like a professional athlete. With the margarita
in her right hand she positioned her pussy just above the head of Donna, and
then tilted the head of Donna with her left hand.
Donna had her eyes closed as she was nearing her orgasm. When her head was
touched by trinity's hand she opened her eyes, and again looked amazed at the
beautiful lips in front of her, above her.
Trinity saluted ms Brendan with the margarita, took a small sip, and next
lowered the glass just above her pussy hairline, and started to pore the
contents on her own body. The liquid quickly dribbled down through her trimmed
blond triangle, on and around her clit, and onward to her inviting lips. From
there it fell down on Donna's face.
Donna, remembering the routine, opened her mouth to catch as much of the
margarita as she could. The liquid just kept on flowing and she started to lick
the upper thighs of Trinity, as the margarita was dribbling down there too. Soon
she was frantically licking Trinity's thighs and her face was soaked with the
margarita. In the mean time she rubbed her pussy harder and harder.
Trinity timed the poring of the margarita precisely with the climax of Donna.
When Donna made a loud shrieking noise, indicating she was climaxing, she
stepped back smiling at ms Brendan and holding the margarita victoriously upside
down high in the air above Donna. Donna was coming and she still pushed her
tongue out to fetch some none existing stream of margarita. Her body shivered in
the drunk climax, and her juices where floating freely along her thighs. Her
face was wet of the margarita, and trails of the liquid were poring down her
neck onto her breast.
Ms Brendan smiled and applauded Trinity. Trinity made a short bow while she
spread her arms, showing her young charms in full glory once again, and then
smiled down at Donna, as she started to pick up her clothing.
Donna was still in her own world. She held on to the stage as she licked her wet
fingers, and rubbed them afterwards through the margarita on her face and neck,
licking them clean afterwards. She shook visibly from the intense orgasm, and
had a smile on her face, her eyes still closed.
"Never ever in my whole life have I climaxed like this" she drunkenly thought.
"Never ever...".
