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  • An Erotic story by Reyna
The Voyeur Date
By Reyna

When you asked me if I wanted to go out this Friday, I said "yes", then you asked where would I like to go? My answer was, "It will be a surprise" My mind reeled with this as I have been waiting for this moment for a long time, this is a chance to fulfill a fantasy that I might not get again. Oh, how I looked so forward to Friday night. You are so exciting to me. You are such an adventurous lover. Before you, I have only read of such valiant, passionate, unselfish lovers but had resigned myself to the fact that such passion would be something I would never get the pleasure of experiencing with my own life. Then you stepped into my life and life has never been the same, thank goodness. You have made new meanings of excitement, adventure, romance, and passion and yes, SEX. Being with you has made inhibitions vanish like a magician makes doves disappear. I knew you would go along with this fantasy of mine if I were ever given the opportunity to express my desires. This is it; yes I knew from the instant this was going to be a sensational night.

Thursday I go and get a pedicure and a manicure. I go to the cleaner and get my best, dressiest, dress (just happens to show more cleavage and more leg than any other dress I own) and pick up your dress pants and shirts. I go the liquor store and purchase a bottle of smoky tawny port wine. I have looked forward to tomorrow night for only days with heated anticipation, but the tense sexual excitement has been so great it has felt like forever, only one more night to go, then you help me fulfill yet another dream, another fantasy. You always try to hide your viewing of pornography from me, and I know why you do this, you do it in effort to protect my feelings, to prevent me from feeling inferior. This is just one of the many reasons I feel so strong for you. You have no way of knowing that when you are gone I go and look thru the history of the computer, not to spy but for the same reason I look at your books and magazines when your not here, I have this overwhelming NEED to SEE what it is that makes you aroused. I want to see what turns you on. It makes me so aroused to see what arouses you. Often after viewing this stuff, I can't wait to get my hands on you in a fit of arousal and passion and desire.

Friday, I take an extra amount of time to bathe and dress, I make my blonde hair just a tad more fluffier than normal, my make up a bit more heavy than normal, I put away my normal subtle tones of make up and choose more vibrant colors instead, opting for a darker, more seductive look, choosing extra black eye liner and dark red lipstick, that matches my red fingernails and toenails. Removing the tags from my new undergarments that are the most provocative I believe I have ever owned, and all in black. Then I slip on my dress. I study myself in the mirror. Yes, I know you will approve. Lastly I apply my perfume lightly. I am ready. You walk in the door, clad in jeans and a t-shirt and look at me and say. "Oh I feel underdressed, and you look wonderful tonight." I just smile and say thank you and point to the dress pants, shirt, tie, belt, socks and shoes I have laying out for you on the bed. You ask, "Where ARE we going?" My answer is "you will see and I hope you love it. Within minutes you are ready.

OH I feel flutters to look at you. My palms itch, I have this overwhelming desire to forget this entire idea of a night out and take you to the bedroom right her and now. But no, I can't let this opportunity pass; I have wanted this too long. You ask me "are you ready?" I answer yes, trying to hard not to have my voice crack with arousal. I feel my hands tremble with desire. You turn me on like no other. We walk out the door and on our way out the door I feel your hand cup my ass for just a split moment. Thought of turning around and taking you to the bedroom and ravishing you once again flood my mind, and once again I push them away, only increasing my arousal that much more. I drive the car, this is unusual as you normally are the driver, but only I know our destination so tonight I take the wheel. When we arrive to the the gentleman's club I can see you trying to refrain from showing the surprise on your face, as I try to hide the pleased smile on mine.

We walk in, and after paying our way in, we enter a dark room that has lots of flashing lights and black lights. The music is upbeat and loud and funky. In the front of the room are three stages the center having a pole in the center and a "cat walk " down the front. There are lots of round tables in the main room and over on the backside of the room are smaller, more dimly lit booths. I have never seen such a place. This atmosphere entrances me; it is exactly as I had thought it would be. Women clad only in thongs and g-strings, very beautiful women are everywhere, waiting tables, just visiting with people. We select a table close to the front of the stage on the right hand side. A g string only clad beautiful waitress comes to wait on us. You order an Alabama Slammer and I order a sloe gin fizz. In just a few minutes the friendly goddess-waitress has returned with our drinks.

I can see you are at a state of unease. You seem a bit overwhelmed that we are here. I lean forward into you and say…."Babe, I want you to look and enjoy, this is my fantasy I want to see you aroused by these ladies. I am just a voyeur of this for now; I want you to try to act as though I am not even here. I hand you a stack of one-dollar bills. I sit back I stir my drink, remove the straw and suck the sweetness from it and lay it on my napkin. I wait to watch your reaction. After a moment you turn to me and ask " are you absolutely sure this is what you want?" I shake my head affirmatively. A few moments pass and you do not react too much. The waitress comes by I order us another drink. When the waitress returns I take two one-dollar bills and place them in her g-string my self, this surprises you, I can tell. Then a petite brunette comes out on the dance floor. This lady is a knock out. The music begins and this lady gyrates to the music in ways no dancer before her had done. This lady is moving the music in ways so unique and her moves are remarkable. One more thing about this lady that separates her from her peers is the radiant smile on her face, her gleaming eyes. She LIKES doing this, it is more than obvious. You look at this lady much different. You seem to be studying her. You look at me and ask, " if your positive you want this…? " and arch an eyebrow at me with a look of uncertain across your face. "I am more than sure, I more than want this honey, I NEED this." I reply, and then push the stack of bills towards you. You pick up the monies and walk to the edge of the stage and this tiny dancer gyrates towards you. You slip a few bills into the tiny strand of material of her g-string. I expect you to come back to the table, but instead you keep your place there near the stage. The music to a new song starts. The same lady dances again. This time the song is a bit slower I watch you study her movements. I see you mesmerized by the movement of her hips and thighs. After this song ends you return to the table and see your next drink awaiting and me there with a smile on my face.

I excuse myself from the table; with the excuse of going to the ladies room but instead I am looking for this girl. I find her finally. I ask her if she does lap dances she says she does indeed. I ask how much she says thirty dollars and tells me she will meet me over in a the second booth in a few minutes. "OH! I exclaim the dance is not for me, it will be for the man I am with, and I point you out to her across the crowded flashing and dark room. She smiles sweetly and says OH yes, the sharp dressed man! How nice! I smile and say thank you, I pay the lady the wages she asked for and add a ten-dollar tip to the requested amount.

I walk to the table you are at and pick up my purse and drink and say "honey get your drink and come with me, don't ask, just do it please? " You comply. We go to the second booth and sit down, with a look of puzzlement on your face. Soon the tiny dancer shows up and behind her is a big strong looking man. I assume this is some type of guard or bouncer and think to myself this is a good thing this helps to keep these ladies safer. The music begins and the tiny dancer moves towards you. Your eyes get big, you look up at me, I just shake my head affirmatively and you wink at me. The dancer dances only inches away from you then she parts her thighs and moves onto your lap and lowers her head letting her long dark hair fall about your head, shoulders and upper body. She looks just a tiny bit unsteady and you hold your hands out to each side of her hips and very gentlemanly ask " may I?" and she says "yes you may " and you put your hands on each of her hips to help steady her as she moves and grinds on you. I am so aroused by watching you get so aroused by this lady. I can see the buldge in your pants arise and I know you are extremely aroused. I also know that you must maintain a certain level of acceptable behavior, and this arouses me even more. I think of what will happen when we leave and I am so turned on I think I am going to explode, dampness fills my womanhood, I can feel the black lacy panties I am wearing getting wetter and wetter. Just as exciting as I imagined. The song is a long one and I study her movements and you reactions during the entire song. Your eyes are smoldering with arousal. So are mine.

After the lap dance is over…. You take my hand and without a word you pick up my purse get the car keys out and hand me the purse back and lead me by the hand out of the club. You open my passenger door. I slip inside. You take your place behind the driver's wheel. As you begin to drive us home I can see you are having some discomfort caused by your erection. I reach over and open your pants. You lean the seat back just a bit. I take my hand and reach over to wrap my hand around your stiff cock. You tilt the steering wheel up a bit. I lower my head down and stick out my tongue and dart it around in circles on the head of your cock, tasting your precum. I take my finger and collect your precum of the head of your swollen purple looking cock and transfer the pre cum on my lips and lick them. I lower my head back down to take your swollen shaft into my warm wet mouth. I begin to slide my wet mouth up and down over the length of your dick. I LOVE your dick in my mouth. I just love your dick. I can feel your heart beat in my mouth. I feel your cock pulsating in the warm wetness of my mouth. I suck your dick all the way home.

When we get to the house we get inside the door and you speak for the first time since we left the club. "Thank you, ……followed by Come here WOMAN I need you " I come to you and you all but rip off my dress, undressing me so quickly. I am doing the same to you I cant seem to get my hands on your bare skin fast enough. I am unbuttoning your shirt and removing your tie as fast as I can. I need you. I have to have you. I WILL have you. You put your fingers in my slick wet cunt. Your fingers alternating plunging into my oven like pussy and then over my clit as I whimper to your not so gentle touches. You lead me over to the sofa and bend me over the arm of the sofa and in one second I feel the head of your cock at the opening of my pussy the very next second I feel your entire weight pushing the entire length of your cock into me. I think now this is FUCKING ALLRIGHT MMMMMM. You pound my pussy your nuts slamming against my clit as I whimper louder and louder. I push back onto your cock. Sliding my dripping wet pussy over your cock over and over hearing your thighs smack on my ass over and over. Your hands move around to my front and grab my heavy mounds of breasts with the taunt nipples. My nipples get even more erect under your fingertips. You squeeze my hard large nipples and I squeal in delight. You begin to pound harder and faster into my pussy your nuts slamming against my clit. I can feel you getting closer to a climax. I reach down between us and take my index finger and finger my own clit to help ensure that I cum at the same time you do. Then with a forceful plunge you shove into me and at the end of the plunge you stop. I hear you grunt out with pleasure at the same time I moan OMGIAMCUMMMMMMMMMMINGGGGGGGGGGG as I feel you're cum shooting inside me. You seem to cum forever and so strong. You withdrawal your cock from my pussy and shoot the last of your cum all over my ass. Then you collapse on me. I can feel your sweat from your chest and your chest hairs pressing into my back. I don't know who is panting harder, you or me. You begin saying thank you for a wonderful night. I say back no thank you for fulfilling yet another one of my fantasies.

Now, why didn't we notice that neither of us shut the front door? And since when does the neighbor water his lawn at 4:00 Am? Hmmm.
Hugs and Kisses Reyna

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