I took a first time date to a strip club and she got turned on even more than I did. Was she gay?
Back in the early ‘70’s I had a business located on the east coast with a satellite office in Los Angeles run by a guy named Dan. He had a super attractive and efficient wife named Sherry, who always lined up a date for me on my every other month visits to L.A.
One of the gals was a stewardess for United Airlines. The four of us went out to dinner at a restaurant in Hollywood. After a nice meal somebody suggested hitting one of the strip clubs in the area. This was a very upscale club with gorgeous dancers, all with natural breasts. This was back when L.A. still permitted alcohol to be served in clubs where the dancers stripped totally nude. Now in clubs with booze, only topless is allowed.
We had a ringside seat and we got to enjoy many spread open pussies just a few feet away. I remember one girl in particular had what I consider the perfect pussy. Her lips were exactly symmetrical and somewhat heart shaped. I thought my dick was going to bust right out of my pants looking at her terrific snatch.
Eventually we left and in the backseat of Dan’s car, Lexi and I got totally crazy, doing literally everything but actually fucking. Dan and Sherry politely ignored what we were doing. Both Lexi and I had had enough to drink and were so fucking horny that we never even considered what they might think.
I was frankly shocked at how turned on Lexi was. Back then, around 1971, I’m not sure I had even heard the term bi-sexual. I mistakenly assumed one was either gay or straight. But I can tell you that Lexi’s pussy was as wet as any I’ve ever fingered. And she was giving my dick a major workout. I’m surprised I didn’t ejaculate all over her right in Dan’s car. She even managed to get it in her mouth but not for very long.
I wanted her to come back to my hotel with me but she had an early flight the next morning and it was already past midnight. So I got dropped off at my hotel with the promise that she would call me when she got back,
And she did. She drove to my hotel and the plan was to go out to eat somewhere. But that never happened. As soon as she showed up at my door, we both knew what was going to take place next.
The interesting thing about Lexi is when we were fucking missionary style, she did not want my body pressed against hers. She wanted enough space that she could look down between our bodies and see my cock plunging in and out of her.
Before the evening was over, we fucked three times and each one was better than the one before. We never did go out to eat. Unless me eating her pussy counts.
Unfortunately on my next trip she had hooked up with a steady boyfriend, so another encounter never happened. Sherry’s next connection for me was a luscious Penthouse Pet.
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