My best experience ever took place a few years ago, when I was on a night out with my friend, leaving our better halves at home. We usually did this once every 2 or 3 weeks. We love to tease, but generally that’s as far as it goes. We wear shortish, flared skirts, stockings, high heels, and a variety of tops, no underwear.
The evening started as normal when we were sat, around 9.00pm, drinking our 3rd large vodka and coke. A mutual friend came to our table and started to chat. He’s a bit of a womanizer, good looking and owns a couple of nightclubs. He asked if we’d like a drink, to which we both answered yes please. He looked at what we had in front of us and off he went. Needless to say we chatted about him and my friend thought it would be fun if I flirted with him. My friend, sat opposite moved to the edge of the seating and I moved over to allow him to sit down. He came back to the table with a bottle of champagne. He poured the glasses, but he was driving, so it was only me and my friend.
My friend obviously thought I needed the majority of the champagne, as she was still quite sober and I was was getting very happy. Leo had his arm around me and our chat was becoming very suggestive. As we spoke about our respective sex lives he placed his hand on my knee. Out of the blue he asked if I’d ever been kissed by another man. Of course I answered. “So I can kiss you? he asked. I shrugged my shoulders, which gave him his answer. He gently pulled my head towards him and our lips met. It was quite electric and became passionate. His hand slipped under my skirt and up to the top of my stockings and onward to my shaved pussy. His fingers took me over the edge. He knew that and removed them and pulled away. He stood up announced to my friend that he was taking me to his club. My friend beamed and told me to enjoy myself.
He drove us to the club and took my hand as we entered. We went straight to the bar. This was a gentleman’s club with about 6 scantily dressed hostesses. Just wearing bra, thong, suspenders, stockings and high heels. It was a long bar with about 8 bar stools. There were only 2 guys in the place with 3 of the girls chatting to them. We sat at furthest end of the bar and Leo ordered the champagne. I don’t know if it the alcohol or the bubbles that go straight to my head. I was feeling very happy, but no where near drunk. We chatted about sex and I explained how poor my sex life was and that despite going out every few weeks for a couple of years, have never had the courage to go off with a guy. He asked why I hadn’t taken the plunge. Sadly I couldn’t answer that. We spoke about the girls and I was adamant that they were being used. Leo called over one of the hostesses. Jane was a lovely girl, who spoke at length about why did the job. It boiled down to sex and dancing and she loved both. She asked if I enjoyed dancing. Of course I do. She asked if I enjoyed sex. When I can get it, definitely.
Leo asked if I wanted to have a look around. He took my hand and helped me down from the stool. He showed me a variety of room. There must have been at least eight. The last one was his favourite. He told me the hostess would remove her clients clothes, caressing him as she did. He would lie on what you could only describe as a long padded bench. The hostess would then strip off and ride the client. I acknowledged that at least the girl was in charge and would be able to enjoy it. We then went back to the bar for a little more drink.
The guys had gone and it was only the girls left. Jane came over and asked what I thought of the rooms. I told her I preferred the last one. She said it was her favourite as well. Leo asked what I thought of the girls uniforms. I thought they looked good and with that Jane asked, since there were no customers why didn’t I try a uniform on. I was keen not to show off my body to Leo, but let’s face it Leo had already discovered my pussy. Jane was pushing a little and the drink gave me a sense gay adandon, so I agreed. Jane took my hand and led me to the changing room. She sorted out my sizes etc. and she told me to strip. I did just that. Jane was surprised that I wasn’t wearing any underwear and couldn’t understand why I wasn’t to sure about wearing the ‘uniform’. I put on the under wired balcony bra, which was a neat fit. Then the suspender belt and stockings and then the thong or string as she called it.
All kitted out she led me back into the bar. Leo walked over to me, said how sexy I looked and asked Jane to take some photos off us. He put his arm around my waist and Jane took the photos. Then he stood on the other side of me and the same pose. He then stood behind me with my head against his chest. He put his hands on my bottom and rubbing the top of my legs as well. He then took my hand led me to an armchair, sat down and pulled me onto his lap. We once again kissed passionately. I could feel his hand on my breast and caressing it.
He then said he thought I was ready to be a hostess and would I like to try it. Hell yes let’s do it. I took his hand and led him to the room, with Jane in tow. I took his shirt off and then knelt down to take off his shoes and socks. Trousers next. I unzipped him and pulled them down. His boxers had a huge bulge showing. I thought to myself I’m obviously doing something right. I pulled his boxers down and as I did his beautiful cut cock hit me in the face. I don’t normally give head, but felt it only natural to take this wonderful thing in my mouth. I could feel the enjoyment he was feeling. I stood up led him over to the bench and laid him down. I slowly took off my bra and then the string and put on some lube, to help with his penetrating me. I probably didn’t need it as he slipped in so easily. I started to ride him quite slowly at first, but got slightly faster when I started to come. I slowed dow little to tease him and could feel him bucking under me, so I sped up again. Again I came and I could feel him getting bigger, ready to shoot. Seconds later he let loose and I could feel every shot hitting. Ten minutes later it was all over. He put on his clothes and suggested I put the uniform back on, to soak up the atmosphere when clients came in. Why the hell not I thought. I took the uniform through to the changing room and got cleaned up. Fifteen minutes later I’m heading to the bar. Jane met me and said she had a couple of men who wanted to me meet me. The first person I knew as we’d met socially. I said hello and Jane introduced me to the second guy, who was a doll. Matt the first guy said he was surprised that I was working there now. He said he had to come in when he received the email from the club. What email? He took out his phone and pulled up the email. It read “ come and meet the new addition to our club family. Her name is Laura (a fictitious name to protect my identity.) she’s a mature blonde lady with much to offer. He opened the attachment and there I am in my uniform posing with Leo. I also noticed the photo of him behind me was showing far more than I realised. When he was massaging my bottom and thighs, he was pulling the string down and about an inch of my shaven pussy was on show. Then the photo of me kissing Leo and when I thought he was simply caressing my boob, he’d actually pulled it out for all to see. There were also photos of me riding Leo. I must admit I’d forgotten Jane was even there. I said tomJane “you take some good photos Jane”. The only positive I could take out of the shots, is my faced had been blurred on them all.
Jane said “a couple of other guys are keen to say hello, so why don’t you and Matt head off and I’ll keep Graham happy until you’re finished.” I took Matt’s hand and led him through to the room and as we walked, asked him if he came here often (bit of a cliche) he quickly explained that there was no sex at home, so found the relief at the club. It was now a repeat of what I’d done with Leo, but Matt had a slightly smaller uncut cock, which again I was happy to devour. The sex was great and Matt said that he’d enjoyed it and would be back to see me the following week. I went back to the changing room to get cleaned up and went out to meet Graham. Graham was of mixed race and when we got to the stage of undress, found he had a huge cut cock, which I did manage to get in, but it stretched me to the limit. Another satisfied client who would be back.
By the end of the night and have enjoyed the company of 6 guys and with only Jane, Leo and myself left in the place, I was totally knackered. Leo asked what I thought of the experience. I had to admit I’d enjoyed it, even Graham. He then announced he had something for me and gave me an envelope. He asked if I would like to come back the following week, but I said that I wasn’t sure. I thoroughly enjoyed it all, but I’d have to think about it. No problem he said and told me a taxi was downstairs and I should keep the uniform on, as a reminder and put my own clothes on top. I said my good nights or what should have been good morning as it was almost 5.00am. I got into the taxi and drove off home. I then remember the envelope. I opened it expecting to see copies of the photos, but to my surprise there were 6 £100 pound notes inside and no photos. I now need to think hard about what to do next.
