1 comments/ 39380 views/ 13 favorites Lauren's Favorite Lapdance Ch. 01 By: fukensploogin For anyone who has ready my other stories: this story takes place six years after events described in Step-Sister Slut, Can I Get A Ride?, and A Bad Boy. * Tony walked into the strip club down the street from his office in San Francisco. It was late on a Friday night. Tony was tired as hell. He'd worked every day, twelve hours a day, since Sunday! Finally, so late on this Friday night, he had finally finished is project. He wasn't ready to go home to his girlfriend—there would just be more shit to do at home. So he was going to take a couple of well-earned hours to relax and enjoy himself for a while. His favorite girl was dancing on the runway when he walked in the door. She saw him come through the door, smiled and winked at him, continued walking across the runway, back and forth, stepping in beat with the loud techno. She was wearing a white push-up bra, which showed off her wonderful tits, and a white thong, which made globes of her tight ass cheeks. Tony smiled and thought: "Lauren..." He settled at a table near the end of the walkway. He watched Lauren slowly peel down the straps of her bra. She walked across the stage, from the back to the front, looking at Tony and holding her bra against her breasts with her hands. The music hit a crescendo and she pulled away the bra, letting her tits fall out for everyone to see. The music went down, and she said she'd be back later, and that someone named Tammy was coming out to dance. She picked up her discarded clothes on the way backstage. Tony ordered a beer when the waitress came round. The beer came back to him. He took a few drinks, relaxed a bit, and then Lauren came out from behind the bar. She was wearing a short tight black skirt and a white blouse that buttoned up. The blouse was too small for her and she only had two of the buttons fastened. Her cleavage was clear above the top fastened button. Tony took a long drink from his beer and watched Lauren saunter across the club to him, high heels clicking on the hardwood. He watched her legs as she walked. They seemed smooth as silk. Tony didn't bother to try to conceal his erection. None of the men grabbed at her; everyone knew the rule: look and don't touch. Lauren had her eye on Tony. Tony pulled some cash from his wallet. He wondered if she got wet when she saw that all the bills in his hand were hundreds. "Hi there, Mister, it's good to see you again," she said to him. "It's good to see you Lauren, I like your outfit tonight." "Thanks! How's your beer?" she asked. "It would be better if I could enjoy it in our usual booth," Tony said. He looked over his shoulder and saw that it was occupied. He liked it because it was way in the back, it was the darkest and most secluded. He didn't like when it was occupied. "I'll take care of that!" she said, and sauntered to the back. The man and the stripper doing the lap dance moved to the next booth over a moment later. She looked at Tony and motioned for him to come over. He finished his beer, left it on the table, and went back to the booth where Lauren was standing. He sat down and looked at her. It was the darkest part of the club—there weren't even many people back here. Lauren sat next to him, and slung a leg over his lap. He had a hundred dollar bill in his hand, and he waved it in front of her face. She grabbed it and stuffed it in the band of her skirt, to the left of her belly button. She hiked up her skirt a little bit, showing off her sexy legs, and just a little bit of her ass. He handed her another hundred dollar bill, and she climbed onto his lap, but faced away from him. She put the dollar bill in the band of her skirt, just above her butt, so he could see it. She put her feet on the ground and her hands on his knees and rubbed her ass into his crotch. She could feel that he had a big erection through his khaki pants. She rubbed her ass against his erection, trying to keep it between her butt cheeks, rubbing her thong against it. She always got so wet when she gave this man a lap dance. She wasn't sure why, but he really just turned her on. Tony was waving another hundred dollar bill in front of her face. She grabbed it and turned around, facing him. She took the hundred and put it in the band of her skirt again, this one to the right of her belly button. She unbuttoned one of the buttons on her blouse for him. She was riding his crotch now. She loved how it was so hard. It seemed really big too. Tony handed her another hundred dollar bill! How much was he going to give her? She unbuttoned the last button, and tore her shirt off. She dropped it on the seat next to Tony, and started riding him a little harder. When he pulled out another hundred dollar bill, she started to get a little woozy. She had already lost track of how much he had given her. She looked down and saw that this was the fifth hundred dollar bill she had stuffed in the front band of her skirt. "Take off your bra now," he said. She quickly unclasped the hook—it was in the front—and pulled it away, letting her tits out. She was still riding him hard and her tits were bouncing right in front of his face. She was pawing at his crotch now, undoing the button holding his pants together and pulling down the zipper. Tony didn't stop her—he couldn't touch her, how could he stop her? All he could do was hand her another hundred dollar bill. She stuffed it in the front band of her mini skirt and hiked it up further. She suddenly reached into his pants and into his boxers and grabbed his big hard cock! She pulled it out. He graciously handed her another hundred, and she stuffed it in her skirt band. She rode him hard now, his cock between her thighs, rubbing her soaking white thong against it. He knew in an instant that she was very wet. He handed her two hundred dollar bills. She stuffed them in her skirt band with the others, and reached down to her crotch. Something came over her then, she didn't know what, and she came up off him for just a moment, just long enough to move the thong out of the way, and then she grabbed his cock, rubbed the head of it against the lips of her pussy, and he quickly slid deep into her, she was so wet and her pussy wanted his big cock so bad. It didn't fit all the way, though... she had a tight cunt and he had a long thick cock. She pushed against it, humping him hard now, bouncing up and down, pushing it deep inside her, until it was finally balls deep. His cock was hitting her in all the right spots, and thoroughly filling her every time she thrust down on it. She fucked him hard, tears streamed down her face because he was too big and it hurt a lot to have him deep inside her. He sat back, gripping the cushions of the booth, keeping his hands from grabbing her big bouncing tits or her tight round ass. He watched the money flapping around her belly, and then he started to come! This caused her to fuck him harder then ever, because his cock got bigger when he came, and it hurt her because he came very deep inside her. She used her pussy to pull the sperm from his cock, wanting to feel it deep inside her. She took him out of her when he started to go a bit soft, and she quickly fixed her thong. It was already soaked from her juices. Now it was soaked in his sperm. She hoped it would keep it from creeping down her leg! She still had two more dances! Lauren's Favorite Lapdance Ch. 02 Tony spent the next hour or so in the dark, in the back of the club, watching Lauren and the other girls dance onstage. He was having a very hard time believing he wasn't in a dream. He even tried to wake himself up a few times. It was no use. The lap dance that Lauren had given him was burned in his memory—no woman had ever fucked him like that before. Who the hell was she, anyway? A dancer in a club! He didn't even know if Lauren was her real name! She hadn't even bothered with a condom! Tony shook his head, not sure what to think. Lauren watched him from behind the bar as he left the club. She smiled at him and told him to "Come again!" Tony got on the bus and headed for his apartment. It wasn't a long ride. He had to cross his legs to hide his erection. He couldn't stop thinking about Lauren. He'd had her lap dances before, a few times, but this fucking business was something altogether new! He couldn't believe he had given her all that money, and he couldn't believe that she had taken his cock out and fucked him! She had never done that to him before. He wondered if she had ever done it to anyone else, in the back of the club like that. He got off the bus and walked up the stairs to his third floor apartment. The building he lived in was old and didn't have elevators. He unlocked the door and went inside. The apartment was dark and quiet. He instantly knew that something was wrong. It was too damn quiet. He flipped on a light, and saw that half his apartment was gone. There was a sealed envelope with his name on it, sitting on an empty kitchen table. He was already pretty sure what she had written. "Great," he said, to his empty apartment. "At least I don't have to tell her I'm a cheat." ***** Lauren watched him leave the club, and told him to "Come again!" as he walked out. He had given her almost a thousand dollars, and she had fucked him. She went home that night to her little apartment, and couldn't figure out what had come over her. She shared the apartment with her friend Kitty, who worked with her at the club. That night they wound down from work with a few screwdrivers, and Lauren finally worked up her courage and asked Kitty: "Have you ever, you know, done it with any of the guys in the club?" "Done what?" Kitty asked, sipping on her second screwdriver. "You know," Lauren said. "Fucked a guy." "I slept with one of the bartenders for a little while, but then he quit. Is that what you mean?" "Well... not really, I mean one of the customers." "Lauren! You didn't!" Kitty gasped. Lauren blushed and nodded. "I don't know what happened, it was a lap dance, and we were in the back in that really dark booth, you know, and something came over me and I had to have him inside, I just wanted to fuck him really hard and then I did!" "Did he give you a lot of money?" "I'm not telling you what he gave me. And besides, he didn't ask me to. I fucked him." "Was it good?" "Yes! It was so good, his cock was so big." "Lauren, you didn't use protection did you?" Lauren shook her head, sipped from her glass. "I just got lost, I don't know what came over me, I didn't even care. I wanted him to come inside me!" "You let him!" "Where else was he gonna shoot it? And it felt so good, shooting so deep inside," Lauren said. She lay back on her bed, closing her eyes. "I can still feel his come inside me," she said, lightly, almost a whisper. Kitty heard it though. "You like feeling it inside you, don't you?" Kitty asked. "Lauren, you're such a slut!" Lauren shook her head. "No, no, I'm not, Kitty, really!" "Liar!" Kitty said, grinning wickedly. "You love fucking! You're a slut! You fucked a man because he gave you all that money!" "No no no!" Lauren cried. Kitty was suddenly on top of her on her bed. "Such a slut! You shouldn't fuck the men who come into the club! It's bad for business. We'll all get a reputation, Lauren. I need to teach you a lesson." Kitty was pulling at her shorts, trying to get them down her legs. "Kitty, stop it, what—why are you trying to take my clothes off?" "I've been watching you dance every day for months now, and sleeping across the room from you, I didn't know you were still such a slut Lauren, now I'm gonna take what I want from you!" Kitty finally got Lauren's shorts off her, and tossed them across the room. Lauren was lying there on the bed, her bottom half totally naked, just a thin little tank top covering her breasts. "Kitty, stop, please—" Lauren pleaded, but Kitty cut her off. "Shut up, Lauren, you know this'll feel good, just spread your legs for me. I want to taste this man you had today. Have another drink and sit back, okay." Kitty handed Lauren her screwdriver. "Take a long drink from that, okay, darling?" Lauren did, and there was a lot of alcohol in it, and it floored her. She dropped her head on the pillow underneath, closed her eyes. Her legs fell apart when Kitty touched them. She felt Kitty kissing her legs. Now Kitty was kissing her thighs. That was nice. And now... Kitty was licking her! She was licking her between her thighs! Oh, it felt so good! She sucked on Lauren's clit for a bit, before licking again from her clit to her asshole. Kitty started sliding her tongue, just a bit, in and out of Lauren's pussy. Lauren moaned, and Kitty started going to work, getting her tongue deep inside Lauren. She started sucking on her pussy then, and Lauren could feel her sucking Tony's come out of her! "Yummy," Kitty said, around a mouthful of white creamy sperm. She grabbed Lauren's tank top and pulled it up, and then licked up her body, spreading Tony's come around on Lauren's belly and then on her tits. Lauren started rubbing herself, rubbing the sperm into her skin. Kitty suddenly kissed Lauren, and Lauren could taste both her pussy and Tony's come on Kitty's lips. Kitty started fingering her, working her index finger in and out of Lauren's pussy, fast, and suddenly two fingers, and then three. Lauren moaned. Kitty finger-fucked her hard, driving three fingers—now four!—in and out of Lauren's pussy. Kitty broke the kiss and Lauren cried out. Kitty kissed down her body to her clit, and started sucking on it, hard, in her mouth, and Kitty tried to work her thumb inside Lauren's pussy. It was getting there... Lauren felt it slide in, somehow there was enough room, it was all feeling so good. Kitty was pushing further inside! Oh God, Lauren thought, is she going to get her whole hand in there? As she thought that, Kitty pushed hard, and her knuckles got inside, and then the rest of her hand easily slid in, and she made a fist inside Lauren and fucked her really hard, until it was too much and Lauren came again and again and again... Lauren's Favorite Lapdance Ch. 03 He went to the club a few nights later, a Tuesday night. He'd only been there a few times, always on Friday. He didn't know if Lauren would be there. She was the only reason he found himself at the club doors. He asked the bouncer if she was working tonight. The big guy nodded, and Tony paid his cover and went inside. She was dancing on the bar when he walked in, so he took a seat at the end of the bar. She saw him sit down, grinned wickedly, and sauntered across to him. She was wearing only stiletto high heels and a red thong. She was dancing in front of him now, her ass only inches from his face. She turned around, spread her legs around him, sat down in front of him, ran her fingers over her tits. "How would you like a private dance, mister?" she asked him. He didn't need to be asked twice. She got off the bar and led him to the back of the club. Another girl quickly took her place dancing on the bar, but Tony didn't even notice. This beautiful, mostly naked woman had him by the hand and was leading him to heaven. They went to the same booth they had shared before. He had an erection before he even sat down, and she was happy to find it when she climbed into his lap. He gave her all the money he had in his wallet, which was only a couple of hundred dollars. Tony grabbed hold of the cushions to keep his hands from touching her. She was grinding herself on his hard cock, through his pants. The crotch of her red thong was soaked in moments. She unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock and rode it, holding the head in her hand as she rubbed her pussy up and down its length. Then, in an instant, she had moved her thong out of the way, just enough, and he was sliding inside her again, filling her with his meat. She bucked hard on it. He clenched his teeth, looked at her, unable to believe that she was fucking him again like this! She rode him hard, pounding his cock inside her, loving the feeling, loving the way his cock was hitting every hot spot in her pussy, and a few she didn't even know she had! It went deep inside her, filling her. She felt it growing inside her, and she knew in an instant that he was going to come. So was she. She slowed down then, almost stopping, and sat in his lap, slowly moving about just a bit, letting his cock fill her with its thickness, feeling so good so deep inside... and then she felt him explode, his juice shooting deep into her, it was everything she could do to not scream out in pleasure as she came with him. She stayed in his lap for a while then, after they had finished and she had taken his cock out of her and replaced it where it belonged in his pants. She rode him a little bit, but mostly they talked. Finally, Tony screwed up his courage and asked her: "Lauren, I want to touch you when we do this. I want you to be able to scream. Would you come with me to my apartment?" Lauren didn't have to be asked twice. She left him in the booth for a few minutes, went backstage, gathered her things, slid into the sexy red minidress she had worn to dance in, and announced: "I quit!" She walked back out into the club, took Tony by the hand, and they walked out together. They hopped in a cab, Tony gave the cabbie his address, and Tony and Lauren looked at each other and, finally, kissed. It was deep, passionate, full of love and tenderness, but also lust. Their tongues tangled in their connected mouths, assaulting each other. She sucked on his tongue for a moment, and he moaned sadly just a bit when she stopped, so she sucked his tongue a bit more. She reached for his crotch and found that his huge erection was back. The cabbie drove on through the streets of San Francisco, and they kissed the entire way. She slung a long smooth leg over his lap, and he finally got to touch those amazing legs. He ran his hands from her toes, across the arch of her foot, over her ankle, and her tight calf muscle, around her knee and over her thighs, finally coming to the hem of that minidress. Her legs were spread and he traced around her thigh to her inner thigh and then found her soaked thong, and he touched her there, and she moaned softly in his ear as she ran her hands through his hair. She grabbed his head and led his face to her breasts, most of which were trying to burst from the top of her tight minidress. He licked her breasts as he rubbed her clit through her wet thong. The cab came to a stop. Tony looked up and saw his apartment building. "This is really embarrassing, Lauren, but I gave you all my cash earlier, in the club." She shrugged, handed the cabbie a fifty dollar bill and they practically fell out of the cab in their hurry. They went inside the building and climbed the three flights of stairs to his apartment, kissing and touching each other all over the entire way up. On the second floor landing, Tony pressed her against the wall and reached up her dress, to her thong. He pushed it aside as he kissed her deeply. He thrust a finger into her pussy. She cried out into his mouth. He broke the kiss and pulled his finger out of her, brought it to his mouth, tasted the wetness on his finger. "You're delicious," he said, before kissing her again. They went up the last flight of stairs and finally came to his door. He opened it and they went inside. They didn't make it past the kitchen. He grabbed her by the waist and pushed her back against the kitchen table, and rubbed his crotch between her legs. She greedily opened her legs, hiking up her minidress. He tore off her thong and she undid his pants. They fell around his ankles. He pushed down his boxers and his cock came out, long and thick and hard. He pushed her down on her back on the kitchen table. She grabbed his cock and led it to her pussy, held it in her hand as the head found her wet entrance. He slowly slid it inside her, moving on top of her and pushing her further onto the big sturdy kitchen table. She wrapped her legs around him and bucked her hips, driving his deeply into her pussy. She started tearing at his shirt, harshly unfastening the buttons, ripping it off him in a frenzy. She bucked hard against him, loving how it felt to have him so deeply inside. He suddenly got off her, his cock sliding out of her. She instantly missed him. He was grabbing at her then, standing next to the table, and she felt his strong arms picking her up off the table. He threw her over his shoulder like a piece of meat, and carried her out of the kitchen. "Where are we going?" she demanded, kicking her legs and hitting his back. "My bed," he replied. He walked down a hallway and kicked open a door. The room was dark. He took a few steps, stopped, and threw her down. She screamed, but in the next instant found herself comfortably on her back on a very large bed. He was on top of her, grabbing her, flipping her over so she lay on her belly. He grabbed her by the hips and forced her onto her hands and knees. His hands gripped her tight, and his big hard cock found her wet entrance quickly. He drove his cock into her, using his arms to pull her body toward him, filling her in an instant with his thickness. Her tight ass was slapping hard against his thighs and lower belly as he drove his cock into her with a steady, hard rhythm. It was so big inside her, tears streamed down her face. It hurt too good to be true! She had never been fucked like this. There was nothing in the world she would rather be doing. He slapped her ass hard with his bare hand and she started bucking her hips onto his cock with his every thrust, trying to get him deeper inside, even though it hurt because he was too big for her tight pussy to handle. Then, through the pain, she started to come. It felt like a lifetime of lust finally being set loose from somewhere deep inside her kitty, and she knew that she would belong to this man forever. He started fucking her even harder when she cried out that she was coming. That just made her come more. She felt him grow inside her, knew he was going to shoot into her. He still had a grip on her hips, and he arched his back and picked her up with his strong arms, lifting her fully off the bed, and all she could do was surrender to the ecstasy that had overcome her. Her orgasm was still raging as she felt his seed spread within her, deeply, his juices finding spots within her pussy that she didn't even know existed.