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I sat at one of the back tables at the Showgirls Club just watching the dancers on stage. As it turned out, being that far back and alone made me a target for the girls who walked the floor, as I was frequently approached for private dances. But my money wasn’t leaving my pocket unless the girl was right.

Then she approached me, sat down with me and asked if I was interested. Her name was Maria, and she had flaming red hair, D-cup boobs and a look that said she was either stoned or really turned on.

She led me to the back of the club, and sat me down in a chair where no one else was near. I gave her a twenty, and when the next song started, she went to work. Off came her bra and panties, but she left her skirt on. She grinded our crotches together, while brushing those gorgeous D-cups in my face, every so often blowing hot breath into my ear. I always wear thin unlined sweatpants with no underwear to the club so there’s as little fabric between us for these dances. As she grinded and my dick swelled to full attention, I started thrusting my hips, trying to simulate sex between us. Her smile got bigger as I did it, and she slipped her hand down to my crotch. It was at this time the song was ending, but that one move she made convinced me to quickly hand over another twenty.

Being a boob man, all my attention was on her juggs, so I could only feel what was going on down below. Before I knew it, she had gone from feeling around my pants to slipping her hand into my pants. No one could see this because of her skirt.

“Do you like this?” Maria asked as she began to tug on my dick. I could only nod, speechless at the thought that she was going this far. Then, suddenly, the feel of her fingers was replaced by something else, warm and wet. It took a moment to realize my dick was inside her pussy!!!

Her grinding turned into thrusting as she fucked me. I was lost in my good fortune and the heat of her cunt, until I realized; I had no idea if this girl was on any birth control at all. This could be a totally unprotected pussy I was inside. Hell, this girl could be setting me up to try and get her pregnant!

What’s more, I couldn’t stop her. I couldn’t get myself to tell her this was too much of a risk. Her pussy was just too good as she slid up and down on my shaft. Finally, the pleasure was too much, and I could feel my seed spurting up into her. Millions of potent babymakers went flying into a reproductive system that might have nothing to stop them from swimming up her tubes and into her womb.

“You came good,” she cooed as she discreetly slipped of my dick and slipped it back in my pants. Overcome with both the thrill of the fuck and the fear of what might come of it, I got out of the club as soon as possible.

Five months later, I dared to come back. Maria was on stage when I entered, and her belly had a very visible bulge. Now, maybe she does that little lap dance fuck for a lot of people and had taken a lot of guys’ sperm. Still, I quickly left and never came back.