Marlene opened her eyes, sunlight streaming through her the gap in her bedroom curtains. Blinking the sleep from her eyes in the bright light, her attention was immediately captured by her view of the angled mirrors on each side of the room, and she smiled broadly; the memory of her incredibly sexy striptease that shockingly culminated in two back-to-back orgasms sent a warm shiver of pleasure through her body.
She rolled onto her back and slipping a hand between her legs, was moderately surprised to find her labia still slick and moist from last night’s second monumental sexual encounter with Jimmy. She grinned and bit her lip, savoring the memory of his deliciously thick cock filling her so completely and very quickly bringing her to her third incredible orgasm of the night.
She thought about their plan to meet once again when Jimmy returned home from work and everyone else had gone to bed and smiled with renewed anticipation. The thought of being naked with him in his bed and his promise to fuck her, and fuck her, and fuck her almost made her squirm with delight.
She reached between her legs, pressing her middle finger gently into her vagina, and then brought her finger to her mouth to taste his essence along with her own.
As she so vividly recalled the special events of the previous evening, she masturbated once more. How could she not? She rolled onto her stomach, slipping both hands beneath her, her fingers probing between her legs. She thrust her hips rapidly, grinding herself against her fingers, and cried out aloud as her orgasm overwhelmed her, her cries muffled with her face buried in her pillow.
As the pleasure of her orgasm began to wane, she began to laugh. At first, just a girlish giggle that soon led to full-throated laughter. She rolled over and stared up at the ceiling, marveling once again at the heightened sense of sexuality she had sensed growing within her for the past few days. From what had been a reasonably celibate lifestyle since her split with Gary over a month ago, she had now cum four times in the past twelve hours.
As early as yesterday morning, she seemed to feel completely consumed with sexual thoughts and desires. She wasn’t sure as to how, or why it was, perhaps some sort of sexual biorhythm, all she knew was that she was thoroughly enjoying it. It was absolutely astonishing how that one little dance that Ross had foisted upon her all those months ago had so wonderfully influenced her sense of sensuality, and done so, so profoundly.
Almost reluctantly, she got out of bed and stretched languorously. She moved to the center of the room between the angled mirrors to admire the way she looked in her skimpy babydoll nightie and twirled to flare the gown and bare her body from the waist down.
She laughed softly to herself and slipped into her robe, realizing that if she kept watching herself, she would very likely end up masturbating again. She blew herself a kiss in the mirror and then made her way to the bathroom for her morning ablutions before dressing.
Louise’s two kids shrieked loudly as they raced by her bathroom door on their way downstairs to breakfast, sounding not unlike a herd of cattle on the stairway. How on earth can two young children make that much noise?
She returned to her room and dressed. As it was Saturday, she dressed very casually in a pair of baggy sweatpants and a pullover, because Saturday was traditionally the day she helped Louise with the chores of washing and folding clothes, then stripping the bedding and putting fresh sheets on all the beds. She sat at her dressing table to brush the night’s dishevelment from her hair and give it some semblance of style, and applied a touch of lipstick and mascara to add just a touch of elegance to her eyes.
Breakfast was its usual flurry of activity, Saturdays even more so as the kids were out of school. She helped Louise serve breakfast and then clean up the dining room and kitchen afterward. As Ross had promised the kids to take the kids to the waterpark that day, the three of them were soon bustled out of the house and on their way.
The silence in the wake of their absence was almost deafening. She and Louise sat in the calm serenity to enjoy a final cup of coffee before starting the chores.
“That was nice of Ross to volunteer to take the kids to the waterpark today,” said Marlene, enjoying the lack of bedlam.
Louise grinned and leaned close, “He always likes to make out like it’s some kind of huge sacrifice he’s making, but I know him all too well. I happen to know he’s especially fond of looking at all the young ladies in their skimpy bathing suits at that waterpark.”
“Ah,” nodded Marlene with a smile. “Now I get it.”
“You’ve definitely got a bit of a glow about you this morning,” said Louise with a saucy leer. “If I didn’t know any better, I might begin to think that you and I both got lucky last night.”
Marlene laughed and shook her head, “Honestly, Louise, if I have any kind of glow it’s more than likely because my fingers got lucky this morning. I masturbated my face off before coming down to breakfast.”
Louise guffawed and almost spilled her coffee. “Sorry to hear you had to go solo,” she said. “You and Jimmy were sure up late last night though,” continued Louise curiously as she sipped her coffee. “What was that all about? Anything brewing there between the two of you?”
Marlene shrugged casually as if it had meant nothing at all, “Nothing really. I couldn’t sleep right away, so I came downstairs to make myself a drink. And then Jimmy came home and joined me for a nightcap.”
Louise nodded and smiled, “You guys almost gave me a heart attack when I came into the kitchen and saw the two of you there,” she said.
Marlene laughed, “Yes, well I’m pretty sure that little bit of a nightie you were wearing last night almost gave Jimmy’s eyes a heart attack as well.”
“Why? Did he say anything after I left?” Asked Louise looking suddenly very curious.
Marlene shook her head and laughed again, “He didn’t have to say a word, Louise, his eyes were big as saucers. I’m reasonably sure by the expression on his face that he was rather exceptionally fond of seeing your big boobs.”
Louise flushed noticeably and sipped her coffee. “Men have such a fetish for boobs, don’t they? It’s almost as if they’re trying to relive the experience of being an infant all over again to suckle at mommy’s teats. Not that I mind at all, mind you, I rather enjoy that part of the foreplay sometimes.”
Marlene nodded with a knowing smile of her own, having always loved the way Gary had paid special attention to her breasts as well, and especially when he took her nipples into his mouth. On a few special occasions, he had even masturbated by rubbing the tip of his cock back and forth over one of her erect nipples until he ejaculated over her breast. Something she had always found to be extremely pleasing to watch as well as feel.
“Not to mention our vaginas,” said Marlene. “What’s that old saying again? A man is born from a woman’s vagina and then spends the rest of his life trying to get right back inside.”
Louise laughed aloud again, “So true, but I don’t mind that part either,” she said.
The rest of the morning was spent on the mundane weekly chores. What had usually been an all-day event for Louise was now whittled down to a couple of hours with Marlene’s help.
“Marlene,” said Louise later as they sat down to relax with another pot of coffee. “It is such a blessing having you here living with us. I hate to think of you moving away once your divorce is finalized.”
As late afternoon approached and Ross and the kids were due home before long, Louise sighed, “I suppose I should be getting dinner started, my brood shouldn’t be too much longer.” She laughed softly, “Although, I think I’d rather have a nice nap instead.”
“Why don’t you just go and do that?” Suggested Marlene. “In the meantime, I’ll get a big pot of spaghetti sauce going and put it on to simmer. When everyone gets home later, all that will need doing is boiling the pasta.”
Louise didn’t protest too much and, as she made her way to her bedroom for a much-needed nap, Marlene threw herself into the cooking process. In less than thirty minutes, she had a large pot of homemade spaghetti sauce, complete with ground Italian sausage meat, set to simmer on the stove.
She took the next part of an hour attending to herself. She took a wonderfully hot soak in the bathtub, letting her aching muscles relax in the warmth. She spent a bit of time attending to her legs as well, shaving them to a glassy smoothness and touching up her bikini wax at her pubic area. She had never had a truly full bush; her pubic hair had always been reasonably sparse. She had always kept herself trimmed for Gary, who liked her that way, with her labia smoothly shaved and a tiny patch of pubic hair above her clitoris.
Lying back in the perfumed essence of her tub, her eyes closed, she took a moment to reflect upon her many sexual fantasies. If the masturbation event of last night was any indication, her stripper fantasy had been tremendously enhanced by the accompanying fantasy of being seen and watched. It was one thing to have all those party guests watching her dance, which had been extremely arousing in itself, and quite another to imagine herself masturbating in front of them, or actually having sex while others watched. The mere thought of such a shameless display had her squirming excitedly in the tub.
Gary had once told her about a strip club here in Las Vegas that featured an amateur night once a week, where local women could get up on stage and perform. The thought excited her tremendously as she contemplated the possibility of performing a very real striptease and how intoxicatingly arousing it would be for her. Might she even be able to surreptitiously masturbate while performing, as she had almost been able to do at Louise’s parties? She made a mental note to explore that possibility and look into any such amateur nights in the strip clubs.
Semen also came to mind as a strong fantasy. Gary had been the first man to ever allow her to watch as he ejaculated, and from the very first time he ejaculated in front of her, she loved everything about it. From the way a tiny drop of pre-cum always formed on the tip of his penis as a prelude to his first eruption of semen, to the actual ejaculations, where those beautiful milky streams erupted ever so sensually, and often very forcefully. She loved the way it felt when it happened inside her, feeling the pulse of his penis with each ejaculation and the wet viscous sensation in her vagina. She also loved the sensation of warm semen on her skin, and the slick viscosity of it as she smeared it over her body like lotion. She also adored the taste and the way it permeated her mouth and the back of her throat as she swallowed it.
Marlene smiled, yes, indeed, she thought, semen was a very powerful fantasy. She couldn’t help but wonder how Jimmy’s semen might taste. Her smile widened as she recalled his mention of having more ejaculate than most other men and made up her mind to find out more about that as soon as she could.
Suddenly her eyes opened wide with a sudden inspiration. Instead of vicariously watching herself in the mirrors up in her room, why not do her little striptease in front of Jimmy? She smiled broadly as she envisioned dancing for Jimmy and teasingly removing her clothing, watching him as he became erect. She felt her face flush at the thought and with excited anticipation.
After her bath, she returned to her room and dressed carefully, with special attention as to the look she wanted to present for Jimmy. Knowing it was her sexiest lingerie ensemble, she selected her red set: a red lace bra with soft nylon cups, a tiny red garter belt with delicate lace on the front and the sides, and a matching red thong that barely covered her pubic mound. She slipped into an expensive pair of nude nylon stockings and attached them to her garters. She completed the ensemble with her red, patent leather pumps and smiled at her ultra-sexy reflection in the mirror.
She selected a loose-fitting pleated navy skirt, loving the way it fluttered about her thighs as she walked, and a red sleeveless blouse to complete the casual red and navy look.
Returning to the kitchen, she found Jimmy sitting at the dining room table, a mug of coffee in his hand. He was dressed for work, having just showered and washed his long hair.
His eyes widened and he whistled softly as she entered the room, “Holy shit, Marlene, you look amazing,” he said, keeping his voice low in case anyone was within listening distance.
“Why thank you,” she purred seductively, giving her skirt a flirty little flip. She moved to the stove and gave the spaghetti sauce a quick stir before taking a taste from the wooden spoon. “Mmm,” she murmured, thinking it was perfect.
Jimmy joined her at the stove, reaching out to casually place the palm of his hand over her buttocks. “Are you wearing panties under that skirt tonight?” He whispered; his lips close to her ear.
Marlene smiled enigmatically and shrugged, “You’ll just have to find that out for yourself later,” she said with a teasing wink.
Jimmy laughed, and together they put a pot of water on to boil and set the table just as Ross and the two kids exploded into the room to quickly dispel the quiet atmosphere of the house.
Louise rose from her nap, looking sleepy-eyed but fresh and rejuvenated. And, as the kids rushed upstairs to quickly shower and change clothes, she opened a large gallon bottle of Carlo Rossi wine and poured some for each of us.
Ross regaled them with stories of his afternoon with the kids, as they sipped their wine and Louise attended to the pasta. Jimmy quickly finished his wine and jumped up, “Gotta go,” he said, waving to everyone. “See you all tomorrow. Have a great night everybody.”
Dinner was its usual affair, a rowdy family gathering with everyone talking at once. Marlene basked in the praise from both Ross and Louise as to her tomato sauce with Italian sausage, and then helped Louise clear the table and put the dishes into the dishwasher.
Once the kids were settled and firmly ensconced in front of the television set for a Disney animated feature, their neighbor, Bob Warner, arrived and was welcomed with a glass of wine. He had been invited to be a fourth player in a game of canasta. A game Ross and Louise loved and had even gotten her addicted as well. Everyone sat at the dining room table and a rousing game soon ensued, men against the women. Louise and Marlene totally rocked the game which was paused only once while Louise put the kids to bed for the night.
They played a second round and, once again, the women prevailed. Another jug of wine was opened, and everyone was laughing and having a very nice time. They played one more hand and the game was very close. Toward the end, as Louise was about to discard, she caught Marlene’s eye and winked, discarding a card that Marlene knew Ross had been salivating over for the entire hand. He cried out gleefully and took up the pile of discards, he and Bob winning the game. Marlene smiled at Louise and nodded, knowing she had thrown the game and was pleased it had happened that way.
Bob said good night a while later and the women put things to right in the dining room and cleaned up. Ross appeared in the kitchen just as they were finishing up, wearing a knee-length satin robe. “I’ll be waiting for you in the bedroom,” he said with a knowing wink to his wife.
Louise blushed brightly and smiled, “He always gets that way after a few drinks. Not that I mind all that much,” she added with an embarrassed laugh.
“Go,” said Marlene, pointing to the door. “Don’t make him come back in here wearing that ridiculous robe,” she laughed.
Louise giggled and left the room. Marlene smiled, envying her happy marriage and knowing that very soon they would be conjugally engaged. She policed up the kitchen, putting everything away, and then made her way around the house to turn off the lights.
As on the previous evening, when she neared the master bedroom, she could distinctly hear Ross and Louise making love in their room that shared a common wall with the living room. She pressed her ear to the wall as she had also done the previous evening and could hear every breathless word spoken.
“Oh, God,” she heard Louise sigh breathlessly. “Yes, my darling…just like that. Oh, God…yes!”
Marlene felt the heat of arousal flush over her. She quickly raised the front of her skirt and slipped her hand beneath the waistband of her thong.
“Oh, baby…Oh, baby…” Ross sighed, and Marlene could hear their bodies slapping together.
Louise gasped aloud, a sound that could only mean Louise was having an orgasm. Marlene closed her eyes, her hand moving rapidly beneath her thong as her own orgasm swelled within her. She came, listening to the blissful sounds of Ross and Louise making love and bringing one another to orgasm.
She shook her head and smiled, feeling more than a little guilty for invading their privacy for her own personal selfish pleasure. God, sometimes she could be such a slut. She quickly adjusted her thong and lowered her skirt, switching off the living room light and making her way back to the kitchen.
It was only just after eleven o’clock, and she still had a few hours before Jimmy finished work. She sat at the dining room table and opened her laptop, thinking to follow through with her earlier thoughts of investigating strip clubs to determine if any of them offered an amateur night format.
Not only did she find several venues with amateur nights, the main one to capture her imagination was a place called Little Darlings, which hosted weekly Tuesday nights for amateurs and also advertised completely nude dancing. Marlene smiled at the mere thought of dancing completely nude in front of a crowd of men.
A quick search led to the discovery of several ‘how-to’ articles for aspiring amateur strippers, and she learned a great deal. Apparently, there was a great deal of money that could be made as many venues offered cash prizes for the best performance, as well as tips from the customers.
For the best results, the articles revealed, dancers should have a specific costume and a worked-out routine to specific music they have chosen, and not just walk on stage and remove their clothing. That made complete sense to her as her little stripper dance always relied purely on intuition and what felt good to her. The articles went on, specifying several tried-and-true methods of attracting attention, from teasing methods, how to walk, and specific pole dancing positions for the inexperienced pole dancer. There were a great many suggestions and Marlene took copious notes.
Yet another article described the best methods to give a lap dance. Something she had never considered and actually took her breath away to contemplate grinding her body against a strange man’s erection. My God, she could almost have an orgasm just imagining it.
Filled with inspiration, she closed her laptop and went upstairs to her room. She went through her clothing, setting aside those articles that she thought might be interesting choices for a real striptease. She removed her skirt and her blouse, very much liking her look in her red lingerie. She selected a black satin robe from her closet and slipped it on, tying the belt loosely about her waist, and checked her look in the mirror.
She smiled at her reflection, liking this look very much. The robe’s length came to mid-thigh, almost to the dark band at the top of her stockings. She walked around the room, watching her reflection as she strutted sensually as a real stripper would. She loved the way the robe moved, fluttering about her thighs and even parting in the middle occasionally to reveal her entire leg.
She took up her phone and searched for a piece of music that suited the sensual mood. Smiling as she came across “Cream” by Prince. Absolutely perfect, she thought as the drumbeat began and she began to move to the music.
She vamped sensually, moving her hips suggestively as she moved her hands over her hips and thighs teasingly. She toyed with her robe, baring a shoulder only to cover up again, all the while moving around the room gyrating to the music.
God, this is so perfect, she thought, smiling broadly at her reflection. Her arousal was rising at an alarming rate, so she stopped and took a deep breath to calm herself, wanting to save her orgasm for when Jimmy got home.
She returned to the kitchen and fixed herself a drink, switching off the lights to get the amber ambiance she had the night before. When she saw the band’s vehicle pull to a stop outside, she got up to get Jimmy a glass with some ice. She then resumed her seat on the barstool, crossing her legs sensually and letting her robe fall open to expose her legs.
Jimmy entered and smiled broadly to see her waiting for him with a drink in hand.
“Hey, baby,” she said with an inviting smile as she held a glass out to him. “Welcome home.”
He took the glass and took a sip, “Ezra Brooks again?” He asked with a smile.
Marlene laughed and nodded, “And why not? I mean it worked so well for us last night.”
“God, you look amazing,” he said, his eyes taking in her legs and her sexy stockings. He moved close and placed a hand on her thigh. Marlene pulled him closer, and they kissed passionately. The tip of his tongue flicking against hers sent a shiver of arousal through her.
She gently pushed him away, “After the close call we had last night, we should probably keep things nice and platonic while there might be a chance that Ross or Louise, or even the kids might just suddenly walk in.”
Jimmy smiled and took a seat beside her, “You’re right,” he said with a self-conscious smile as he glanced around the room.
“It’ll be nice when my divorce is finalized, and we don’t have to do all this sneaking around. I want to be able to go out together and do things, dinners, movies.”
Jimmy smiled and nodded, “I would so love that. Tell you what, let’s plan a nice getaway somewhere as soon as this whole divorce thing is over. We can celebrate and do it up right, maybe take a whole weekend.”
“Mmm…that sounds wonderful,” she returned with a broad smile. “Where could we go?”
“I saw an ad for the Casablanca hotel in Mesquite tonight, they have vacation packages. It looks like it could be a lot of fun. Swimming, golfing, massages, even dancing.”
Marlene grinned and sipped her drink. “Wow, that sounds like my kind of place. I absolutely love the idea, especially if it means going out of town where nobody knows me. That way I can dress up and act all slutty without my company or my boss hearing all about it.”
“Excellent,” he said with a broad smile, rubbing his hands together. “Consider it a done deal. I’ll make the arrangements as soon as we know the magic date of your divorce. Have you got some kind of sexy dress for an evening out?” He asked, giving her a wink.
“Not really,” she returned, “At least not yet. But I will most certainly find something ultra-sexy to wear if we do a getaway together. That’s kind of another little fantasy of mine. It kind of goes hand-in-hand with the whole stripper dance thing. I mean, I know I may not have the nicest female form on the planet, but it really excites me to dress sexy and show off what I’ve got.”
“Jesus, Marlene,” he exclaimed with a look of astonishment. “How can you even think something like that? You’ve got an incredible body.”
“Thank you,” she said, feeling the heat rising to her cheeks. “I’m really glad you like the way I look.”
“I don’t just like the way you look, Marlene. I love the way you look. I was absolutely serious last night when I told you how you’re the biggest fantasy I’ve ever had.”
Marlene grinned and sipped her drink, “I feel completely honored to be the object of your biggest fantasy, baby. Thank you. You know, speaking of fantasies, there’s something else I’ve been thinking a lot about lately,” she continued. “I’m hoping maybe one of these nights you’ll agree to escort me out to a strip club.”
“A strip club?” Asked Jimmy, smiling with curiosity.
Marlene nodded, “I’ve been seriously wondering about the possibility of maybe taking my little stripper dance to a much higher level, and I’ve just read where some of the clubs here in the city host amateur nights. But, before I would ever consider doing anything like that, I’d like to just go and watch the women dancing, see how they do things.”
“Wow, Marlene…that’s just about the hottest thing I could ever imagine. You, taking your clothes off and stripping for real. But I hope you realize those dancers pretty much take everything off.”
Marlene grinned broadly, “I’m actually looking forward to that part of it. Right now, it’s just a huge fantasy, but I think it would really excite me to dance naked in front of a bunch of strange men.”
Jimmy shook his head with a look of mild astonishment, “Jesus, Marlene, you are, without a doubt, the most astonishing woman I’ve ever met. I absolutely love the way you are so free and uninhibited about your sexuality. And please, anytime you think you might like to practice stripping in front of strange men, I hereby nominate myself to make that sacrifice for you.”
Marlene smiled, “Oh, I’m sure something like that can be arranged, maybe even tonight. But then, of course, I would have to absolutely insist that you would be naked too.”
“Count on it,” said Jimmy with a smile.
“Are you just about ready to take me downstairs to your room?” She said, giving him a wink.
“Oh, absolutely,” he returned, downing the last of his drink in one gulp. “But, I absolutely need to take a very quick shower first to wash the stench of stale beer and cigarettes off of me.”
“Tell you what,” continued Marlene as she swallowed the last of her drink. “Why don’t you go have your shower. I’ll switch off the light above the stove and make sure the coast is clear. Text me when you’re in your room…and by all means, don’t bother putting any clothes on after your shower. I want you naked.”
Jimmy smiled and nodded, he leaned forward and kissed her, lightly trailing the tip of his tongue along her lower lip and making her shiver.
As Jimmy made his way to the bathroom, Marlene turned off the single light above the stove, plunging the room into total darkness, and made her way upstairs to her room. She spent a few moments in front of the mirror, touching up her hair and applying one more little application of perfume right between her breasts.
She examined her look in the full-length mirror one last time, opening her robe to reveal her red lingerie and nodding with satisfaction. She closed and retied her robe and then, just in case, gathered a plain skirt and blouse to carry with her. It certainly wouldn’t do if she were to be caught by Ross or Louise running around in her slinky lingerie.
Several minutes later she received a text from Jimmy that read “Waiting”,
She smiled, took up her phone and her change of clothes, and made her way downstairs. In the kitchen, she quickly removed her shoes, not wanting to make any noise at all going down the wooden stairs to the basement.
She made her way down the basement steps quietly, closing the door softly behind her. A soft glow emanated from beyond the curtains that were hung up to define the walls of Jimmy’s room. She placed her skirt and blouse on a chair just outside his makeshift room, slipped into her heels, and parted the curtains.
As promised, Jimmy was completely nude, reclining on the bed with his feet on the floor crossed at the ankles. Marlene smiled and caught her breath. My God, he looked gorgeous. Lean and muscular with nary a hint of body fat to speak of, his hairless chest revealing well-defined pectoral muscles and washboard abs. His circumcised penis was flaccid and lying against his thigh.
“Hi,” he smiled, making as if to rise.
“Wait,” said Marlene, holding out her hand to motion for him to remain as he was. “Don’t move a muscle. Let me be the one to come to you tonight.”
He smiled curiously and leaned back, supporting his body on his elbows. Marlene opened her phone and found the Prince song once more, setting the phone down on Jimmy’s dresser. The music began to play, and she smiled, moving her hips sensuously to the drumbeat intro.
Jimmy’s eyes widened and he smiled as he realized what it was that she was about to do.
With just a touch of apprehension, Marlene began to move sinuously around the room, thrusting her hips suggestively as she teased with the hem of her robe, watching his eyes as she raised it to slowly reveal the tops of her stockings and her red garters.
As she danced, she watched as Jimmy’s penis began to harden and she smiled. Seeing how her dance was having the desired effect on Jimmy, her uncertainty was greatly eased, and she began to enjoy herself. She untied her robe, letting it fall open to show Jimmy her matching red lingerie, moving her hands over her body. She shrugged off her robe to dance in only her lingerie, turning her back to him and bending over at the waist, as suggested in the video she had watched, touching the floor with her hands and explicitly displaying her buttocks, her tiny thong barely covering her vulva, as she moved her hands over the backs of her legs. She stood and teasingly lowered one of her bra straps, moments later lowering the other and then reaching behind her back to undo the clasp. She held her loosened bra to her, teasingly lowering it slowly before tossing it aside.
“Oh, God,” gasped Jimmy, his cock fully erect, as Marlene began to cup her breasts and pull on her nipples to make them hard. She did a little shimmy with her shoulders to make her breasts sway provocatively and then began to tease with her thong.
She pulled up the waistband high on each side of her hips, making it conform to her labia and create a very revealing camel toe. Holding her thong tightly to her she thrust her hips to the beat of the music, feeling her labia moving erotically against the sheer material and sending a flood of arousal coursing through her.
Jimmy stared at her, his eyes on the front of her thong, and the look of unadulterated lust on his face made her moan with pleasure. She released the waistband letting it snap back in place. As he watched she stroked her pubic mound while thrusting her hips. She slipped her hand down inside the thong and slid the flat of her middle finger between the soft folds of her labia.
“God, baby…I am so wet for you right now,” she said softly, her voice husky with desire. She raised her hand to her mouth and licked her middle finger as she smiled at Jimmy teasingly, tasting the juices of her arousal.
She turned her back to him once more as she lowered her thong, bending over at the waist as she did so to expose her smoothly shaved lips to him, reaching up between her legs to teasingly part her lips with her fingers.
Marlene turned to face him letting her thong fall to the floor. She stepped closer to him, rocking her hips sensually. “Open your legs, baby,” she urged with a teasing smile.
Jimmy responded immediately, parting his legs wide as she stepped forward. She smiled, looking directly into his eyes as she leaned over him and bent over at the waist. When he reached up to embrace her, she shook her head and smiled, wagging her finger, “No touching, baby…not yet. Let me touch you first.”
Jimmy nodded and lowered his hands as she lowered her torso over him, supporting herself with her outstretched arms on each side of his body. She looked up into his eyes as she lowered her chest, bringing her breasts close to his erection. She moved her shoulders, sliding her left nipple over the tip of his cock.
Jimmy gasped; his eyes wide as he watched her press her other nipple against the tip of his cock. “You like that, baby?” She murmured. “You like my tits?”
“God, yes,” He groaned, his stomach muscles twitching.
She lowered her head and traced the outline of his nipples with the tip of her tongue.
“Oh, God,” he groaned, writhing on the bed beneath her. As the music began to fade and the silence began to ensue, she knelt onto the floor between his knees.
She smiled at him as she stroked the length of his smooth thighs, loving the sensation of his skin on her fingers. “I’m want to feel you inside me again, Jimmy. I want to feel it as you fill me up inside with your cum.”
Jimmy nodded, his eyes wide with desire.
“But first….” She bit her lip and gave him a saucy wink, “I want to taste you.”
She took his erection in her hand and lowered her head, kissing the tip of his cock as she looked up into his eyes.
His eyes widened, “Oh, God, Marlene,” he gasped. His body flinched as she parted her lips and closed them over him. She watched his face as she opened her mouth and stroked the underside of his cock with her tongue.
His body jolted as if receiving an electrical shock. Marlene kept flicking her tongue against the tip of his cock as he writhed beneath her, cupping his scrotum with her other hand and gently caressing his balls. She closed her eyes and took him deep into her mouth, swirling the flat of her tongue against him as she pulled on his shaft with her lips. She moved her head up and down twice and suddenly tasted the essence of his semen in her mouth.
A second later, Jimmy cried aloud as his first ejaculation erupted into her mouth. A strong stream of semen that quite literally filled her mouth. She swallowed quickly, knowing a second ejaculation would not be far behind the first.
Jimmy cried out a second time as he sent a second stream of semen jetting into her mouth. He grasped her head as his body writhed and flinched beneath her as if he were having a seizure,
Again, Marlene swallowed, loving the taste and texture of his semen and wanting more. He came again…and again, surprising her by the number of ejaculations he was capable of as well as the volume of semen.
As the ejaculations began to ebb and then finally cease, she continued to suck his cock lovingly. Jimmy sighed and his body relaxed. Marlene quickly stood and straddled him, lowering her hips onto him and slowly grinding her wet lips on the shaft of his cock, letting it part her lips as she moved her hips forward and back.
Marlene was overwhelmed with desire as his cock teased her clitoris and she rose slightly and guided the tip of his cock to her vagina. She settled slowly onto him, taking his entire length to full penetration.
She cried out as he filled her, stretching her so exquisitely, and felt her orgasm beginning to swell. “Oh, baby… oh, baby…” she gasped stroking his cheek as she looked down into his eyes. He reached up and grasped her hips as her hips began to move involuntarily. “Baby…I’m cumming!”
She closed her eyes and felt her face grimacing uncontrollably as she surrendered to her orgasm, her hips moving rapidly against him. Jimmy thrust up into her, matching the speed of her thrusts as she let go.
Moments later, she gasped and lay forward onto him, crushing her mouth to his as her hips ceased to move. They kissed for several minutes until she felt him softening inside her, and then she slid to the side, lying beside him, her head on his chest.
They were each silent for several minutes, lost in their thoughts.
“That was incredible, Marlene,” he sighed, stroking her back with his hand. “Your dance…was absolutely amazing.”
Marlene smiled with pleasure at his words, she raised her head and kissed his cheek. Her dance had felt right, she did many of the things mentioned in the articles to enhance an audience’s enthusiasm. Of course, she knew she had a long way to go before trying to dance in a live strip club but looked forward to creating a special routine for that first time.
They talked quietly for a long while and, when he asked, she openly and honestly told him about her many fantasies; she held nothing back. She told him how she secretly desired to masturbate on stage in front of an audience while stripping, eliciting a smile of surprise from Jimmy. She told him also of her long-held fantasy for sexually initiating a virgin. “Somehow, just knowing that I would be the first woman he ever experienced excites me tremendously,” she said.
Jimmy listened to her patiently and nodded thoughtfully as she talked calmly and quietly of her fantasies while moving her fingers lightly over his tight stomach. He was moderately surprised by her admission that she envied female pornstars. “The entire concept of fucking and being fucked for a living sure seems like a pleasant way to make a living,” she explained with a smile.
“And what about you?” she asked, tilting her face up toward his. “And secret fantasies you’ve always carried around?”
Jimmy bent his face to hers and kissed her warmly on the lips. “Right now, the only fantasy I have is you, Marlene,” he whispered, looking into her eyes, “Being here with you like this, is the biggest fantasy I’ve ever had…From that first moment I saw you dance upstairs at the party.”
They kissed again, their hands caressing, touching, exploring, and Jimmy made good on his promise to her for the rest of the night. He fucked her, and fucked her, and fucked her.
(The story continues in Marlene’s Mature Fantasies Pt. 04)