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Several
drinks later and lots of laughs, Melissa suggested we take a peek at a
well know strip bar a couple of blocks away. We flagged down a cab and
off we went. I was quite excited as I hadn't been to any club like this.
All I can say is it
was great! A real eye opener. The girls all had great bodies and they
really knew how to move to the music. Very sexy. It was quite busy too,
full of all sorts of people, business men still not home to their wives,
probably 'working late' or something, couples, a group of young men
obviously there for a stag night and to my surprise three or four single
women.
We left the club after
a few more cocktails then back to Melissa's apartment for coffee. Or so
I thought. As soon as the door was closed behind us, she gently grabbed
my arm and asked if I'd enjoyed my night and did I want to do something
else. The alcohol must have well and truly worked because I reached
forwards and kissed her. She responded by passionately kissing me back,
her tongue soft but hard at the same time. Memories of the last time
came flooding back. My pussy started to pulsate, craving the unknown. I
cupped Melissa's perfect firm breasts and took her dress straps off her
shoulders. Her nipples were hard and erect, I lent forwards and rolled
my tongue around them and she moved her hand down my back. Her
fingers were checking to see whether I had any underwear on. I wanted
more, my pussy now wet and willing. She lifted my head, and looking into
my eyes she dropped to her knees and ran her hands under my dress, up my
legs then pulled my crotch to her mouth. My dress was still in between
her mouth and my wet pussy. I pulled it up to my waist so she could get
even closer. No words were spoken, just quite moaning until her
wandering tongue found it's way under my g-sting body suit and onto my
clit. My legs opened almost on their own! Her tongue was probing, trying
to get deep inside. We moved into her bedroom, I took off my underwear,
lay on the bed, spread my legs and thrust my pussy to her face.
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