The Gentlemen's Club Journals Complete Collection (2 page)

It wasn’t until Maureen pulled into the parking lot that Kate realized what was happening.  “Oh, Jesus, Maur.  You’re really taking me to a tittie bar?”

“Watch your mouth, Katie.  It’s a gentleman’s club.  It says so right on the sign.”

“I don’t think I can go in there.”

Maureen put her hand on Kate’s knee.  “Honey, let’s just sit here a moment and get used to the idea.”

Kate looked at the building.  Except for the neon sign flashing
Live, Nude Girls!
the place looked like any other club.  She felt her heart beating faster.  “I really don’t think I can go in there.”

Maureen sighed and said, “Honey, you need to get over this…”  She looked up and seemed thoughtful for a moment.  “Wait a minute.  You know, maybe you don’t need to go inside.”  Maureen pointed at the front of the club, and Kate saw two men stepping out of the door.  They didn’t head toward a car but lit up cigarettes of their own and stood talking. 

Maureen stepped out of the car, and Kate watched mortified as her friend walked up to the men.  The men eyed her as she talked.  She was too far away for Kate to hear her, but she guessed what was being said.  Maureen walked back to the car and the men followed.  Of course they followed.  Maureen was sexy as hell, with dark brown hair and soft curves.  Kate felt nervous as hell when the men reached the car.  Maureen opened the door, reached into the little pouch between the seats and pulled out a package of condoms and a quarter.  She turned to the men and pointed at one that looked
to be
in his mid-twenties with a muscular build, sandy blonde hair, and boyish good looks.

“Heads you get me, Honey.  Tails you get the hottest piece of ass in town.”  She flipped the coin.  It came up tails.  Maureen smiled at Kate and tossed in a condom.  Then, she took the other man by the hand and walked away.  The man she left behind peered into the car.

“Hi, I’m Tony.”  Kate’s heart was beating so fast she thought it would burst.

“Um, I’m Kate.” 

Tony smiled, reached in to unlock the rear locks, and got into the backseat.  Kate shook nervously, but she knew Maureen would never let her live it down if she backed out, so she got out of the car and climbed into the back.

Tony immediately reached out and drew her to him for a long kiss.  Her heart was beating, but it was beating in anticipation as well as nerves.  His hands roamed over her through her dress and then under it, and when he brushed between her legs, she felt like electricity shot through her body.  She found herself kissing him back feverishly, and when he slipped a finger into her, she was already soaking wet.

He backed away, kicked off his shoes, and fumbled with his pants until they were down on the floor of car.  When his underwear followed, she gasped.  Tony had a real dick.  Larry was so small, but the cock in front of her looked
gigantic
.  She’d never been with anyone other than her ex-husband, and she was a little intimidated.  “You’re so big,” she whispered.

He looked at her and smiled softly.  “You don’t have to tell me that.  I already think you’re beautiful.  I’m only average.  I know.  No matter how many times I measure it, it never gets bigger than just under six inches.”  He chuckled, and Kate wondered how small Larry had really been to make Tony seem so big.

“It looks really big to me.”  Tony smiled and kissed her again.  Then, he reached in the front and took the condom on the driver’s seat.  Kate watched fascinated as he rolled it on.  Then, she let him turn her toward him and ease her dress up around her waist.  He put one hand under her at the small of her back, lifted her up, and used the other hand to guide himself into her.

The moment he pushed inside, Kate felt overwhelmed with desire.  She pushed up against him and then lifted one leg up and over the back of the seat to allow him more maneuvering room.  He began thrusting in long deep pushes and she marveled at how huge he felt.  She reached up and pulled him closer.  She grasped at his back as he began to move faster, feeling his muscles tensing as he moved.  She pushed up against him, tentatively at first, and then wildly pushing up and back down as he moved faster and faster.

“Oh fuck.  Oh fuck. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!”  Suddenly, she was coming, and it wasn’t the kind of soft coming she felt when she touched herself or the fleeting and mild culminations she’d managed to have every third or fourth time she was with Larry.  Instead, it felt like orgasm was ripped from her, like she’d heated and heated until she boiled over in a bubbling frenzy.  She screamed something unintelligible, wrapped her legs around Tony’s waist and bucked against him.  Tony moaned, groaned, and grunted and then with a final thrust came hard and collapsed on top of her. 

She lay under him for a moment and stroked his hair.  “That was incredible, baby,”  Tony said and
kissed
her cheek.  She held him tight, feeling him still quivering inside of her.

“You have no idea,” she murmured.

Maureen’s voice sounded from the front window.
  “Jesus, you two.  Hurry it up. S
ome of us need to work tomorrow.”  Kate shook her head and giggled as Tony pulled out of her and fumbled for his clothes. 

Five minutes later, the girls pulled out of the parking lot.  “I hope you got fucked really good, Kate,” Maureen said, “Because my guy didn’t know where to put his hands, his mouth, and barely got the dick part right.  Jesus, I’m so horny I’m gonna have to go home and fire up the vibrator.”

Kate lit a couple of cigarettes, lit them, and passed one to Maureen.  “Hey Maur?”

“Yeah, Baby.”

Kate took a drag.  “I think I could go inside the club next time.”

Maureen smiled at her friend and touched her hand.  “Okay, Honey.  Okay.”

Kate Captivated: First Lesbian Sex with a Stripper

Episode Two

Kate was naked on her king sized bed, her hands moving rapidly between her legs as she writhed on top of the comforter.  She moaned as she felt herself growing close to orgasm.  Light shone from the big screen television against the wall opposite her bed.  The video on the screen was paused, and it showed a college aged girl with her mouth halfway down a rather small penis.  The young blonde’s tongue protruded slightly beneath the dick in her mouth and her eyes were half closed.  When the video played, there were hungry gobbling noises coming from her mouth, but when paused, her face looked almost bored.  Kate moved her hand furiously and lifted her hand to her breast pinching one nipple hard and then the other.  She groaned loudly and came hard.  It was amazing to her how good her orgasms had been since last Tuesday.

She whimpered softly and let her breathing return to normal.  The girl on the video was a stripper, and the unfortunately endowed prick in her mouth belonged to Kate’s ex-husband.  In fact, Larry James Neiss, whom Kate referred to as “Dr. Asshole”, became her ex-husband because of the video.  Perhaps the only thing stupider than cheating on your wife with a woman who was barely past childhood was recording it and forgetting it in the pants your wife cleaned.  Dr. Neiss lost more than half of his net worth and his wife.  Kate lost all sense of reality.  Six months later, she’d watched the tape nearly nightly, almost punishing herself by masturbating as she watched the two fucking.  Her best friend Maureen had finally had enough and last Tuesday night had shown up, picked up Kate, and brought her to a strip club.  She didn’t have the will to go inside, so Maureen had picked up two men in a parking lot, one for herself and one for Kate.  Before she knew it, Kate was underneath a complete stranger, stroking his hair and reeling in the aftermath of the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had.  In the four days since, she’d turned on the video four or five times and come harder than she ever had with her husband.

The phone rang and she picked up the phone.  It was Maureen’s voice.  “Hey, Honey.  It’s Saturday night.  Ready to make it inside the club?”

Kate smiled, but she was drained after masturbating.  “Hey Maur.  I’m a little tired.  Maybe tomorrow.”

Maureen’s voice changed from cheerful to concerned.  “Are you watching that damned video again?”

Karen laughed.  “Yeah, but I’m okay.  I’m mostly looking at how small Larry’s dick is and getting all hot and bothered thinking about Tony’s cock.”

“Who the hell is Tony?”

“God, Maureen.”  Karen sat up on the bed.  “Let’s think.  Last Tuesday?  Back of your car?  Ring a bell?  He fucked me in the backseat while you disappeared and fucked his friend.”

“That was his name?  Hell, I never bothered to figure out the name of my guy.  Are you sure you’re not up to a night out?”

Kate looked at the clock on the night table.  It was just after 9:30.  “Alright, I’ll hop in the shower and be ready in twenty.”

Maureen hung up and Kate headed to the restroom.  By the time Maureen arrived, Kate had pulled her flame red hair into a ponytail, popped out her contacts and replaced them with her glasses, and put on a touch of raspberry lip gloss.  A green, low-cut blouse showed off her ample breasts, and extra-tight blue jeans perfectly outlined her ass.  Maureen looked her up and down, made her spin around, and said, “Okay, hot nerd?  That’s a new look for you.”

“I was thinking sexy bookworm.”  She looked at her friend.  She wore a black miniskirt, thigh high stockings, and a shirt that was probably a size too small.  “And your look…um, complete whore?”

“I was thinking total slut.” 

Both friends laughed and the two headed for the car.  Once underway, they smoked even though both of them were trying to quit, and they made fun of Dr. Asshole.  As they pulled into the parking lot of the Sixers Club, Maureen let Kate know she had plenty of condoms and told her to put a few in her purse.  Kate shook her head and pointed at the neon sign flashing
Live, Nude Girls!
In red white and blue colors and said, “No men here, no rubbers.”  Her friend rolled her eyes.  “Seriously, Maur, I don’t plan on any action tonight, just get to watch misguided girls dance and think about how much of a loser Larry is for throwing everything away for one.  Believe me; despising that bastard is almost as good as sex.”

Maureen reached over, opened Kate’s purse, and dropped a package of condoms in.  “Just in case, Sweetie,” she said as she got out of the car.  It was Kate’s turn to roll her eyes, but she picked up her purse, opened the door, and stepped out.  The two made their way to the club entrance, and Kate took a deep breath before she opened the door and walked inside.

There was nothing to see.  They were in a little foyer, another door, and a woman who looked like she might have been a dancer ten or fifteen years ago sat in a small booth with thick safety glass from the counter to the ceiling.  She looked at the two and said, “Girls, the dancers come in through the side door.”

“Aren’t you sweet?” Maureen said. 

“Um, we’re not dancers.”  Kate looked at Maureen and then at the woman in the booth.  “We thought we’d go in for a few songs.”

The woman raised her eyebrows, but she finally told them there was a fifteen dollar cover charge to get in and a two drink minimum.  Kate paid her, and the woman asked how many singles they wanted.

“Singles?”  Kate looked at her friend.

“For the dancers, silly. Get fifty.”

She forked over another fifty and the woman gave her a stack of one dollar bills.  The woman pointed at the door and reached under the counter.  A buzz sounded and Maureen pulled it open and gestured for Kate to go in first.  Kate felt a little nervous, but she forced one foot in front of the other and walked in.

There was plenty to see now.  A stage directly in front of her practically glowed with colored lights blinking on and off, sending sprays of color over the body of a dark skinned woman wearing only the tiniest g string and high heels.  The woman was hanging upside down, her leg hooked around a pole in the center of the stage as she swayed to a classic rock song.  All along the wall to the left were men in high backed chairs with girls moving on top of them.  If she hadn’t seen the pants the men wore, she would have sworn there were eight or nine couples having sex right out in the open.  A number of openings on the other wall were covered by curtains.  Bar tables were placed throughout the rest of the floor, and it looked like all of them were occupied.