At the Titty Bar

She was tall and lean, with creamy milk chocolate skin and luscious, firm round breasts. As she undulated topless on the stage I saw her name, Lexy, was tattooed across the small of her back. I was hungry for her the minute I saw her. I was traveling regularly 90 miles between the home office and a client site and had noticed the titty bar in the middle of nowhere before. This time, I was hornier than usual, and didnt have an appointment until the next morning, so I decided to stop. After her stage dance, Lexy came around collecting tips. There were only three or four customers in the bar, and I was her last stop. I tipped her flirtingly she licked her own nipple in response. I asked her how it tasted. You tell me she replied, and bent over to insert the tip of her breast into my mouth. I was surprised and excited as I ran the tip of my tongue up across the hard nipple. By now I was sporting a blue-steel hard-on, and decided to tip her again. Instead of taking my money, she pulled out her g-string bottoms, indicating that I should place the money there. As I slipped the bills into her panties, she pushed my fingers firmly against her pussy. This woman was behaving in ways I had never seen in a topless bar before. I was stunned at touching her warm pussy, and very excited, and offered to tip her again. Again she pulled out her g-string and again I rubbed my fingers against her slit, feeling the little nub of her clit. She trembled a little, and invited me to the private rooms in the back. I went with her eagerly. She sat me down on the sofa in an alcove of the private room, unbuckled my pants and pulled them down. My fat, red, dark veined cut erection sprang up in front of her face. She gave it a gentle tug, stood, and removed every stitch of clothes she wore. Naked, she sprawled on the sofa beside me and spread her legs as wide as only a woman can. There fully exposed to my hungry eyes was her beautiful shaved pussy. The inner labia, a darker chocolate than the fat outer lips, were already swollen and spread revealing the pink of her inner secrets and the dark hole of her vagina. But the most captivating site was her erect little clit peaking out of its hood.

She spread her lips more, and began rolling her fingers around the hard little button while watching me slowly stroke my cock. She then let me rub her pussy and push my middle finger into her wet hole. Eventually, she shuddered, smiled and stood again in front of me to stroke my penis some more. By now it was drooling a steady stream of precum and her stroking was making squishy, slapping noises. Again, she surprised me by hunching forward until the tip of my penis made contact with her pussy, and began rubbing my dick head between her pussy lips. What a view, seeing those wonderful, heart-shaped lips wrapped around the tip of my wet hard penis. Sensing I was about to come, Lexy backed away and stopped stroking me for a few seconds. She then knelt before me and began using her mouth to masturbate me. I was transcendent with pleasure, but couldn't stop thinking about her pussy lips kissing my dick head, so I asked her to do it again, and she complied. Again she sensed that I was about to come, but this time, she knelt quickly down in front of me, pushed my dick into her mouth, and rapidly jerked my penis with her hand, all the while rubbing my tight ball sack, until I spewed gush after throbbing gush of semen into her mouth. Lexy gently suckled my penis until the last spasm was past, then stood and spit my sperm into the ashtray on the table beside her. As we began to dress I looked across the room and saw that the beer girl was standing outside the alcove, apparently having watched the whole episode.