Surprised at the Nudie Bar - Sex Stories

Surprised at the Nudie Bar

The first time I met Madison, she was a shy teenage girl, the daughter of the sister to my wife’s best friend. She had an older sister by a few years, who Madison’s mother referred to as her good angel. Madison was also an angel, but she had a rusty halo of sorts, according to her mother. I would see Madison about once a year, usually at Christmas when her aunt had her mother and my family over for a holiday dinner. Every now and then, there would be the occasion meeting, since we lived in a relatively small community about forty miles from Dallas. Madison was always getting into trouble, nothing serious, just minor stuff like staying out to late, drinking and smoking. By the time she was eighteen, she was ready to do her own thing, according to her mother, who lived a few blocks over from us. Madison had tons of friends and was immensely popular. She had over twelve hundred social media friends, mostly people her own age. I sent her a ‘friend invite” and to my surprise, she accepted it. While looking at her photos, I soon discovered Madison was working at a nearby 'breasturant' that featured an owl in their name. I made a note to go by and say “hello” to Madison, but being married, it was hard for me to justify a visit to the Owl, just for the best wings in town. Then, I noted one day, Madison said he had been fired from Hooterville. I thought for sure I had lost my one chance to check her out. Then, the unthinkable chance encounter occurred. A group of work buddies decided ...

... one day, to take in the free buffet at a topless club in Dallas. They invited me along. Normally, I would have declined, but for some reason, maybe the persistent teasing, I decided to go along this one time. The club was full of hot semi-nude chicks. We ate lunch, and as we did, several of the guys disappeared from our table, one by one, for private dances in a secluded alcove off the main floor. Sam, a good friend of mine, came back to the table after his private table dance. He leaned over and whispered, “They get totally nude! And they do things I didn’t know they could do!” I had my eye on one dancer, a leggy blonde that I desired to get to know much more intimately. I saw her emerge from box and gave her a wink as she walked by our table. A few minutes later, she tapped me on the shoulder and said, “Your turn.” So we headed off to the private area, hand in hand. She had me take a seat on a bench seat and then proceeded to strip down to her t-back. The room was dark, but not too dark and I could very easily make out everything I needed to see. She did a little bump and grind on my lap, which I thoroughly enjoyed. Then, she placed her long legs on either side of my hips as I sat on the bench seat and stood in front of me, straddling me, so that her pussy was right in front of my face. I looked up as she looked down. She put her pubes right against my nose and then proceeded to pull up the sides of her thong. It disappeared into her womanly part and suddenly, I was staring ...