Strip club waitress

My name is Sasha, I am a white female with pale skin and red hair, about 5’4, and in shape and when I was 19 I got a job at a strip club. Before you get to excited, I was not employed as a dancer, but as a cocktail waitress. I got my fair share of phone numbers, “accidental” ass grazes and “hey sweeties”, but for the most part the club’s patrons were mainly focused on the nude dancers. Now I would be lying if I didn’t admit I hadn’t had the occasional fantasy of dancing on the stage, peeling off my clothes piece by piece to the rhythmic beat of the music, rolling my hips as I exposed more of my young right flesh and acting as if I did not notice as those in the audience imagined themselves doing things that would make any school girl blush. I was only a waitress, but being a strip club my managers pushed the ideas of dressing in scantily clad outfits, if not only to receive better tips and so I thought there would be no harm and so my normal outfit was heels, a black miniskirt that fell just under my ass cheeks and gave the right amount of rise if I should bend over, and a white button down halter top that was just a size to small and I left unbuttoned to the middle of my cleavage (a respectable c cup.). The longer I worked there, the more frequent my fantasies became and eventually I relayed my thoughts to a dancer who I had become friends with. She said that I was young and life was short and that I should live out all of my desires....even the dirtier ones. Well one night, after I had been working for about 6 months I waited on a table that sat only one man. He appeared to be an attractive Hispanic Man in his 40s, but in great shape, very muscular, about 6’3, clean shaven and short hair combed to one side. As the night progressed I brought him drink after drink and we exchanged flirtations. A time or two as I bent over to place a drink on the table I felt his eyes on my ass and I have to say I liked it. He grabbed my arm and pulled me onto his lap and wrapped him arm around my waist. As I felt his thumb stroke the under part of my boob I felt his bulge grow in his jeans beneath me. He asked, “where would one take you to....talk....?” I was about to laugh it off when I remembered what my dancer friend had said....life is short, live your desires. I smile and bit my lip. I took him by the hand and led him to the back of the club where the dancers would take some of the better paying customers for private shows. Walking through the dimly lit club I shook my hips as I walked, taunting him with my ass, knowing the bottom parts of my cheeks were visible. As we entered the room and closed the door behind us, there was an entire wall that was a mirror, a comfortable sofa facing a small stage and a pole in the corner. I led him to the couch and returned to lock the door. I walked over to a small table that had a speaker with a monitor and music selections and after picking a slow but sensual song with a good beat I looked into the mirror to see him leaned back and watching me. I put my hands on the table and spread my feet shoulder width apart, sticking my ass out and shaking it from left to right to the tempo of the music. I stood up and, while facing away I unbuttoned my shirt and let it fall to the ground behind me. I reached behind my back and I hooked my black law bra and held it in place as I turned to face him. His bulge was quite noticeable, even in the dim light, and he was caressing it. I bit my lip and let my bra fall to the floor, my milky c cup tits bouncing slightly. I fell to my knees and crawled across the floor on my hands and knees to him, as I had watched the dancers do so many times before. As I crawled I felt the bottom of my skirt fall to the middle of my back, exposing a black lace thong that dove between my alabaster ass cheeks. I placed both hands on his knees and rose up between his legs, my body grazing his as I rose. I noticed a silver wedding band on his left ring finger...but I had come to far to stop. I could feel my pussy swell and moisten with desire. I kissed his neck and then sucked on his earlobe, my tongue sliding in his ear. I moved to his face and my lips found his as we kissed and his hands gripped my tits, massaging them with a gentle, yet powerful rhythm. I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him back against the couch. I could see his eyes were filled with surprise, but deep lust. I smiled as I gripped and undid his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pulled the zipper down. He raised his hips as I pulled his jeans and boxers down and an impressive 7 inch, smooth shaven cock fell out, already hard. My jaw dropped and I asked, “wow, is that for me?” He smirked and replied, “tonight it is.” I gripped his cock at the base. It was warm, thick and pulsated in my hand. I drug my tongue slooowly up his shaft and heard him breath in deeply. I kissed the tip and giggled. I looked at him and said, “mmm don’t tell your wife.” I opened my mouth and slid his cock passed my lips, along my warm, wet tongue. My pillowy lips slid along his shaft and his cock slid in back and forth along my tongue. My head bobbing up and down, jerking the base of his cock with my hand. I gently sucked his throbbing member as my head rose and fell. Up and down, faster and faster, I went down further and further. I heard his breathing get heavy and quicken. I looked up as I pleasured him, my eyes meeting his and I felt his hand grip the back of my head and thrust me downward. I felt his cock slide all the way down, filling my throat. I moan, vibrating his cock and as I was almost out of air he released me and I came off his cock and gasped for air. Slight drool forming a string on from his head to my lips. As I wiped my mouth off I saw him take his shirt off and remove his pants completely. He had an amazing body, rippling and tight. I gripped my chin with his hand and pulled me up until I was standing. I whispered, “how do you want me?” He smiled and said, face the mirror, place your hands on it and stick your ass out. I did as instructed. My heart beating with intense anticipation. He pulled my skirt down and I kicked it off. He gripped my thong and ripped it, throwing it across the room. He pushed my chest and head against the mirror with one hand and used the other to reach around and push my pelvis back to stick my ass out. He kicked my feet apart until they were slightly more than shoulder width and as I looked back I felt my back arch. The mirror was cold against my chest, my hot breath fogging the mirror as I felt him grab my ass and guide the tip of his cock in my pussy. I let a slight moan escape as he slowly thrust his pulsating cock all the way in me, feeling him bottom out my cervix. The sensation took my breath away. As he began to thrust in and out, his pace quickened slightly each time. He gripped my shoulder with one hand and my ass with the other. Spanking me hard I felt his massive member fuck my tight cunt hard. We were not having sex, we were not making love. I was letting a complete stranger fuck me from behind in the back room of a strip club at the age of only 19.......a notion that filled me with such erotic sensation I began to moan out, louder and louder. I thought someone might hear, but the idea of worrying about being caught quickly disappeared. The slapping of his skin against mine was like the clapping of an audience as I felt his balls slap against me with each thrust. He pulled out and spun me around, picking me up as if I were lighter than a dry leaf in the fall. I sat back onto the couch and placed me on top of him. Breathing heavy, I straddled him as I guided his dick back inside of my dripping cunt. All I wanted was him to fill my insides again. I rose and fell of his cock, slow at first and sped up as I rolled my hips. His strong hand gripped my throat and squeezed slightly and I held onto his arms with both hands. As I rode him my tits bounced, which must have appealed to him as he used his free hand to grab one and powerfully massage it. I licked his thumb and drew small wet circles on my flesh colored nipples until the stood up like top hats. I leaned forward and felt him began to suck my nipples as I slammed my pussy down time after time. He gently bit my right nipple and then blew cold air onto it, an action that drove me wild. I felt his hands grip my ass and slide up to my waist as he stopped me and told me to get onto the floor, down onto my hands and knees. Once again I obeyed. I dropped to the floor and onto my knees. I bent over and supported my self on my forearms. I felt him quickly position himself behind me and grab my hips. He speed my ass cheeks and slid himself into my vagina once again and fucked me deep and hard, bottoming me out. Quickly thrusting in and out, deeper and deeper, a hard slap made my ass sting and jiggle. I moaned out, “oh fuck! Yes baby please more!” For five more minute he used me like a fuck toy u til I clenched my pussy tight and was filled with orgasmic elation as my juices drenched his cock and ran down my inner thighs. He grabbed my hair and pulled it tight, arching my back. He asked, “where do you want me to cum baby?” I looked at him through the mirror and asked, “ where do you want to?” A sly grin creeped across his face as he pulled himself out of me and stood me up, leading me to the couch. I sat down and he stood in front of me, holding his cock and slowly jerking it. I looked up as he spit onto my chest, in between my tits. I felt the saliva run down like a river between two mountains. He placed his cock between my tits and pushed them together around his dick. He began fucking my tits and his head fell back and I felt his hot cum exploded onto my face, lips and chin. Closing my eyes as he showered me with his semen. As he slowed, our breathing was heavy and our skin glistened with sweat. He sat down on the couch and leaned back. I picked up my torn thong from the floor and used it to wipe my face off. He stood and dressed, his breathing slowly returning to normal. He smiled as I sat there naked, watching him. He kissed me and turned to leave. As he unlocked the door he grabbed his wallet and placed $20 on the table before leaving. I laughed to myself, dressed as best I could with my legs wobbly, cum still running down my inner thigh. I took my “tip” and left the room. Walking down the hall to the main room I smiled and quietly said, “you only live once...”