Subject: I lapped a girl
From: LapMeRich@aol.com (LapYouRich)

Well, it had to be done.  There I was, in the booth.  I figured why
not?  So I asked, "So can I lap you instead?" 

"Huh?", said the dancer. 

"I'm gonna lap you... well, not lap, but you know, I'm going to dance
for you.  Has anybody else done that before?"

She replies, "No", but I get the feeling she might be saying this to
make me feel better, so I ask her, "Have you ever danced for a woman
before?  I mean, it's different."  During this time, I'm flashbacking
to the whole thread of women dancing for women and how a normal grind
just doesn't work right, but even if a man danced for a woman, a
simple grind probably wouldn't cut it.  I flashed back to the dances
I'd seen other women do for women.  It didn't help much.  I figured
I'd ask her what she had done when she danced for a woman.

She paused for a second and then replied, "No, actually I haven't
danced for a woman before."

I look at her in a kind of shocked express and spurt out, "REALLY?,
never?  You've really never danced for a girl before?"

"No, seriously, never. I've always been kind of afraid to dance for a
woman, so I never have. I guess the situation just never came up
either", she goes on to say.

That's what I get for assuming that most dancers have at some time or
another danced for another girl. In this case, BZZZT, I was definitely
wrong. Well, the idea of asking her what to do went out the window.
Okay, we're both about to explore uncharted territory for both of us
in a curtained off booth.

She plopped down onto the couch/bench and looked up at me with a smirk
on her face. She was enjoying this. I was anxious, but nervous at the
same time. I mean, what do I do now?  "You ready?"... Damn, I'm
stalling. Get a grip. Okay... my look changes on my face and I pretty
much figure I'd just go with it. My objective is to tease.

"I'm ready", she says as she looks up at me with those bedroom eyes.
Boy, she's good at what she does.  But as I start to move, I finally
get a look of anticipation from her... her mouth opens a bit.  The
tables have turned.  Now instead of her being in charge of the dance,
I was. What a different feeling.

The song was slow and the rhythm moved my body. It almost faded back
into the background as I concentrated on what I was doing and how she
was reacting to my moves and touches.  To tell you the truth, I don't
even remember what song was playing, but the music was moving me.

I swayed and moved in front of her... ran my hands slowly up her arms,
down her side, and using my fingertips, ran them full length down the
side of her thighs. She closed her eyes and arched her back.  I moved
downwards. Always keeping contact. I kneeled on the couch and moved up
towards her pretty face. I nuzzled on her neck and lightly kissed her
there several times, then lightly kissing her ears and moving
downwards again. On of my hands continued to caress her arms, the
sides of her body. The other, her lower leg... on up to the outside of
her upper thigh...  she started moving more to the music.

I continued to dance. I looked into her eyes and she looked into mine.
I ran my hands along her legs again and kneeled lower. I kissed her
stomach and ran my tongue down towards her belly button. She grabbed
the back of my head and moaned lightly. I backed off a bit. And looked
up at her. She looked down, smiled, closed her eyes again, and brought
her legs open while she pulled me slightly foward.  I kissed her inner
thigh, starting right above her knee. And I moved upwards, using my
tongue and light kisses at the same time. My hands were still moving,
rubbing her outer thigh and side of her body.  My tongue got less than
an inch away from where her thigh ended and I moved across to the
other leg. She moaned and arched again.  I teased her a bit more. 

I moved up and she pulled me into her. I kissed her neck again, then
the side of her face. She looked at me and we lightly kissed. I pulled
away slightly and kissed her cheek and neck again. We started to move
to the music together. Slightly grinding, but moving with each other.
She wrapped her legs around me and nuzzled on my neck. The music was
moving both of us. Somehow it seemed to be getting faster. She got up,
pushed me back to where we were both standing. We were moving together
standing, lightly grinding on each other while looking into each
other's eyes. It seemed like forever. We lightly kissed again. She
pushed me back onto the bench and got on top of me and started moving.
Finally the music stopped. I moved her off of me and put her on the
bench again. What an erotic experience.

She asked me if we should go on. I looked at her and asked, "Well, are
you going to pay me for the dance?"  She laughed, kept this smirk on
her face and replied, "No." 

Back to the drawing boards for me.

LapYouRich
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