Magic Wanda - Sex Stories

Magic Wanda

... stage. “I’m in love,” said Ringo. We laughed at him again. He looked like he was suddenly floating on air. “Put your tongue back in!” said Dave still chuckling. “Look, here’s what we’re gonna do. 'Cos you guys have been top mates and helped me forget about you-know-who, I want you both to select a girl and then when our friendly neighbourhood bunny girl waitress comes back over, I’ll pay for a lap dance for each of us.” “Top man!” shouted Ringo excitedly. “Mine’s Angel!” “Okay,” said Dave laughing again. “What about you Rick, you seen anyone yet?” “Nah, I’ll bide my time and have a good look round first.” We sat and watched another five or six equally impressive dancers over the next hour. Dave was trying to decide between two brunette’s that he’d spotted, Bambi and Dixie. All the girls we’d seen were attractive and sexy but I hadn’t seen anyone in particular that had really caught my eye. The time passed quickly and our waitress was soon back, smiling as she walked over to us. “What’s it to be then gentleman?” she asked pleasantly. “Angel!” said Ringo almost before she’d finished her sentence. The waitress gave a little giggle. “Very popular is our Angel. I’ll see if she’s free for you. What about you sir? Have you seen anyone?” she said nodding at Dave. “I can’t decide between Dixie and Bambi to be honest.” “I’ll make sure I get one of them for you. What about you young man?” she said, her gaze wandering across to meet my eyes. “I haven’t really seen anyone that special. ...

... What about one of the older women you talked about earlier. If you could get one of those for me, it’d be a nice surprise I reckon.” “Okay boys. I’ll see what I can arrange and I’ll be back over in five minutes.” “What about the money?” asked Dave. “You can pay the girls direct,” she replied before disappearing. True to her word, she came back over five minutes later. “Right gentleman. I have Angel for you, Bambi for you and Foxy or Honey for you. They are our two older ladies free right now. Foxy is in her thirties, brunette with nice round boobs and very slim. Honey is in her forties, blonde, voluptuous and even bigger boobs.” “Honey sounds perfect. Thanks,” I said. “Okay boys, if you want to make your way over there to the back, Carla is waiting for you to show you to your booths. Enjoy it and remember, no touching.” As we made our way over to the back of the club, Dave turned round to us and gave us a twenty pound note each. “Have a good time fella’s,” he said grinning. “What’s with the grandma request though?” he asked, nodding at me. “Dunno,” I replied. “Guess I’ve always fantasised about older women. It’s the thought of them seducing me and sharing all their worldly experience.” “bl**dy hell,” said Ringo laughing. “You’re only having a lap dance.” At that moment we reached Carla who gave us a friendly greeting and led us to three separate booths. They were in the same room but were separated by thick red curtains. There were two bouncers in tuxedos at the entrance to the ...