Belly Dance

Incubus 13

12/02/2001

Earlier thiw seek, the ever-changing Missouri weather indicated to me that I needed to experience some winds of change of my own.

I am realtively new to the strip club scene, and still find the nervous knots in my stomach every time I visit a new club. I have always been a passive seeker of mileage. I have visited Regina's in Columbia, MO twice before the night in question. I know that the quality of the dancer REALLY determines things at this club. The management leaves it wide open to the dancer's to do what they are comfortable with.

The last time I visited here, I shared dances with a lovely young lady who moved in all the right ways. She proved to be a great temptress. She quickly learned what my buttons were, and immediately began to press them. She told me before we started that I could touch anywhere but her pelvic area, and that there was no kissing. (Pretty standard at this club) This girl had a great way of rubbing her little nipples across my lips that really tested my self-control.

I had made my mind up that tonight I would take the initiative when it came to contact. The club was running a pretty good deal on lapdances that night and I was packin' a fat wallet, so I felt I was prepared to enjoy myself.

She approached me after sitting at the stage and tipping her, and asked if I would like some dances. I obliged, still willing myself to be assertive. Once she started dancing on me she immediately resumed her role as seductress, leaning her body diagonally across mine and stroking my ear lobe with her tongue. I endured the entire first song without touching her. Before the next song started, she looked me in the eyes and asked "Don't you want to touch me?"

I told her to be patient, that I would touch her when the time was right. She laid her back against my chest and began grinding away. She started caressing her breasts so I could watch. As the second song was winding up, I told her I would join her, and began to squeeze her small B-Cups in my hands. Halfway through the third song she turned to face me, she leaned her chest toward my face as she continued to grind away. I moved my hands to her hips, and then one on to the small of her back. She started to taunt my lips with her nipples again.

I started to do some teasing of my own. While her nipple was tracing the outline of my lips, I moved my head slightly, and opened them a bit. I flicked my tongue over her nipple, and then sucked it lightly. She gasped, and then said "You are not supposed to do that" with a coy smile on her face.

I said "I'm sorry" and she said "No you aren't". She still hadn't even tried to move away from me, so I did it again. She moaned ever so slightly, then slid down my front, not stopping until her knees were on the floor and her breasts were straddling my member.

She admitted she enjoyed what I had done and asked if I would be getting a few more dances from her. I nodded that I would, and she just leaned her head down and started licking me through my pants. She continued with varying forms of mock fellatio for awhile then stood up and surveyed the room. Seeing that we were the only two in the Private Room, she raised my shirt up and began licking my stomach.

Then she got back on the couch arm, placed her foot on my cock, grabbed my hands and forced them to pinch her nipples and told me keep it up. So I did. She did some stick shifting with her foot for a bit (which I found strangely arousing). She leaned across me again, and immidiately sucked a nipple into my mouth again. She muttered something about them being so sensitive and then stood up. I thought I might have offended her, but before I could say anything, she took off her panties and stepped on to the couch so that she positioned her crotch about 8 inches above my face. She told me she was wet, then reached down and seperated her lips to prove it.

The next thing she did, caught me by surprise. She dropped down sit on my stomach. She leaned over me so that her tits were bouncing into my chin, and she began to grind her Kat all over my stomach. She must have found what she was looking for, because before the fifth song had ended, she was screeching and panting in my ear. She actually drew blood on the back of my neck with her nails while she was in her fevered frenzie. She kissed my ear and fondled her breasts with one hand for a bit. She put her panties back on and asked me to pinch her nipples again while she ground my cock with her ass. When song number 6 was up, she asked if she could take a break to freshen up.

I told her I didn't mind. And payed her for the dances, along with a nice little tip.

I never got anymore dances from her that night, but I certainly will if I head that way again.

Incubus13