June:
This is a true story for you to post.
Sometimes I satisfy my fetish urges by frequenting certain nude clubs in town. Many nude clubs here have a special secluded area for private table and lap dances where almost anything goes, short of screwing the dancer on the table top. I usually go to these clubs when I am looking for that special girl, whose just drive me wild. Most of the time, I go into one of these places, watch the dancers for an hour or so and leave, because that special girl is not there. I found such a girl several months ago, named Christine.
As soon as she walked on stage, I new she was the one. She was blond, very tall, close to 6 , nicely built, and had a pair of absolutely gorgeous . They were accentuated by a pair of skimpy black high heel sandals, with only a strap around the ankle and one over the toes. They were the kind meant to expose as much as possible, especially her lovely high arches, which excited me as soon as I saw them. The size of her was proportional to her 6- frame, about size 9 or 10, but they were gorgeous, with long perfect toes, even tan complexion, and lovely arches. I watched her dance with awe, constantly staring at her beautiful . She obviously noticed my interest in her, because she came over to my table to ask if I wanted a private dance. I hope I didn't sound too eager when I said, "YES."
We went to the private dance area and found a secluded table. The area was very dark, with no other couples there, yet. You pay for these sessions by the number of songs, and I had paid for 6 songs. On the first song, she began dancing between my legs. She started with the grind-the-butt-in-the-crotch, and shake-the-tits-in-the-face tricks, that most guys expect, but I was there for one thing, her sexy . I waited for an opportunity to clue her in on my preferences. I like to be subtle, and let the girl catch on to what I want, rather than just blurting out, "I want you to turn me on with your , Baby, maybe jerk me off with your toes." I got my chance when she put her up on my leg, a common move many dancers make. I reached down and gently rubbed her , brushing the top of her toes, and using my thumb to massage her arch, which were very accessible in these shoes. I could tell by her expression that she knew I had a thing for , but it would be a while before she knew really how big a thing it was.
Her returned to the floor and she continued dancing between my legs. Soon, I felt her leg rubbing my crotch. It slowly moved up and down, stimulating my manhood. When I go to these clubs, I usually do not wear any underwear, thus eliminating a layer of clothing between the dancer and me. As my cock began getting hard, she noticed immediately that article of clothing was omitted. She continued moving her leg up and down my crotch, each time raising it a little higher until the top of her brushed my cock on each upstroke. She then rested her knee on my upper thigh so that her dangled between my legs. She moved closer and closer to me, moving her leg higher until her knee was almost in my chest, and the top of her lovely pressed into my swelling cock. She was quick to catch on to my little secret.
She danced in that position until the first song ended, slowly rotating her ankle from side to side which had the effect of rubbing the top of her up and down the length of my manhood, exciting me immensely. During the second song, she raised her leg, placing one slight on its side in my lap. She then rubbed my cock with the tops of her toes, by rotating her ankle. My hand massages her as she stroked me this way, until she switched legs, putting the other in my crotch and stroking me the same way with it. She was remarkable; she had gotten her right leg bent in a position where her right and the her left leg were both in my crotch. She would grind her leg into my crotch while her toes stimulated my cock. Two things revealed my intense excitement, my engorged, firm cock, and a damp spot that was growing on my pants from the precum juices that had begun issuing forth.
When the second song ended, I asked her to sit through the third one. This was the first time we had spoken to each other. We exchanged names, we talked about our jobs a little, then she asked me about my fetish. I have found many women are interested and sometimes intrigued by it. I explained that I had this fetish since puberty or before, and that I was especially fond of her . She seemed genuinely interested, asking "What do you do with , sexually, I mean?" Without going into gory details I let her know that I go "all the way" with . She got the general idea.
The forth song started, and she positioned her self between my legs. "Would you like me to take my shoes off?" she asked. "That would be great," I replied. She removed her shoes to reveal even more of those lovely , and positioned her bare on its side in my crotch, again. I wanted to find out how far she would go. The protocol for finding out the limits in these clubs is to take little steps, one at a time until the dancer protests, and you stop there. She obviously was having no problem stroking my cock with her through my pants, so I slowly began unzipping my fly, making sure that she saw what I was doing. If I saw the slightest sign of protest, I would stop. I watched her face as I did it, and she just looked at me and smiled. I massaged her with one hand, slowly pushing it toward my open fly. Her toes were just touching the fly opening. "So far so good," I thought. Then she startled me a little when she removed her , but she was just switching legs, and put the other in its place. They do get cramped if they stay in one position too long. Now her toes of the other were just peeking inside the fly opening. The head of my dick must have been less than an inch from her long, sexy toes. I lifted my hips just enough to shift the position of my penis so the head just touched the tip of her toes. She felt the contact with my cock and responded by wiggling her toes over it. "Everything is a go!" I thought. I reached down with my hand and rubbed her toes, and noticed that they were wet from my precum, just as the forth song ended.
She switched legs again, as song five started. I checked to see if there were any people around that could see us. There was still no one else in the private area, and from the main club area, all you could see were shadows. With my fingers, I slowly pulled out my fully erect penis. "Do you tip well?" Christine said. I told her a figure, and she started stroking my naked cock with her bare toes. She managed to grip my throbbing cock with her toes and squeeze it against the thigh of the leg she was standing on. Then, rotating her ankle of the in my lap and slightly flexing the knee of her standing leg, she could very effectively stroke my manhood between her gripping toes and her thigh. This was a new one for me. What great sensation!!! She switched legs again at the beginning of the sixth and final song.
I retrieved a small container of hand lotion from my pocket, which I always carry on these nude club adventures, just in case. I put some lotion on the tip of my cock. Her stroking motion distributed it over the underside of her toes, her thigh, and the head and upper shaft of my pulsating dick. She continued stroking my cock head between her toes and thigh, while I stroked the shaft between my first two fingers and thumb. It was a great sensation! Chills went through me every time the head of my dick slid across her gripping toes. In no time, I was feeling the climax building in my loins. I almost fell out of my chair when the first wave of orgasm hit. My whole groin area convulsed as a powerful load of semen spewed from the tip of my cock. At first, I didn't see it, because it was trapped between her toes and thigh.Then, a split second later, I saw the creamy liquid oozing between her toes and trailing down her thigh. Her toes gripped my cock even harder when she felt the first surge of my juices. Two more surges followed, which she milked from my spurting cock with her toes. More of my cream bubbled out between her toes. I love to see my oozing between a woman's toes like that. It was quite a memorable sight. After my cock was drained, I wiped the off my hands and spent cock with a napkin. As Christine sat down next to me to wipe the semen from her thigh, I lifted her leg to my lap. Her toes were covered with my sperm, especially the underside of her toes where she was gripping my member when it erupted. I used another napkin to wipe the that had started to drip down the sole of her to the arch. I started to wipe the cream from her toes, but before I did, I looked around to make sure no one could see, bent down, and sucked her toes, tasting my juices as I always love to do. She made a little sound, "Oooooo," when I sucked her -soaked toes. It was a sound of pleasant surprise. I, then, used the napkin the clean up the rest of the from her toes and . The sixth song ended.
"That was kinky," she said. "Is that kinky good or kinky bad?" I asked. "It was kind of fun," she said. "Sucking my toes at the end was a really turn on. I hope you will come back and see me again." "I definitely will," I assured her. I gave her the tip, and went to the men's room to tidy up before leaving the club.