Amber Takes On The Strip Club - Sex Stories

Amber Takes On The Strip Club

I looked at you from across the room. You hadn’t seen me yet, but that was because I did not want to be seen just yet. You caught my eye the second you walked into this place and I hadn’t been able to take my eyes off of you. Your eyes were dark and brooding as stared into the vastness of the club. The red lighting illuminated your skin as it made you appear much more mysterious than you did earlier. “Amber are you ready?” Cindy said to me as she pulled the purple curtain back, revealing her tanned skin and toned body, wearing a sequin bralet and a tiny pair of panties. I looked at her scared, urging her to talk me out of this, but I knew I had to do it. So I could regain control over my life. She moved gracefully as she dropped to her knees by feet, the beads around her neck clanking against the sequins on her bra. Her bright blue eyes looked up at me, wide and confident, her blonde hair, that matched mine, flowed freely around her shoulders as she spoke to me. “Amber, take my lead. You are sexy and beautiful and you look fucking incredible. I will take control, you follow my lead and we will have the eyes of every man in this room. We will make so much money we wont have to work for a week!” I laughed along with her, her personality was contagious, and I stood quickly and turned towards the mirror. Cindy came and stood behind me. Running her hands through my hair to loosen the curls. He tight body pushed against my back and I was sure she did it on purpose. It worked as I ...

... leaned back into her, relishing the feel of her skin against mine. In matching outfits we could almost pass as sisters. The only difference being my soft pale skin and intense brown eyes, and of course what we were about to do on stage. She tied my silver filigree mask tightly against my hair and turned around so I could secure hers in place. It was time. We were announced as the room went black, we found our places on the stage, and the lights went up, signaling for us to begin. The stage was small, but we didn’t need much space. We took a side of the pole each and played a game with each other around it. Clinging to the pole seductively as we reached out for each other. The music got slower and I turned my back to the pole outwardly facing the audience. I leaned back against the pole, letting it take my weight as I used my legs, opening them wide to the audience and slid down the pole, my arms above me. Cindy slowly moved her hands down my arms, caressing them as she went, sliding her hands further down until she reached my shoulders, and then the side of my breasts. We heard some cheers in the audience, but there was so much more to come. The night was only beginning. Cindy's hands moved from the sides of my breasts to my stomach, spreading her hands across it until they reached at the middle pushing down between my legs. I was sure the audience could see the fresh sliver of moisture between my thighs. I felt so exposed. The heat of the lights was making me feel faint and I ...