My boyfriend Doug and I recently took a romantic getaway to San Francisco.

We’d always wanted to go to a strip club together, but not in our own town. This trip offered the perfect opportunity for us to explore.

After a few cocktails, we asked the bartender for a recommendation. He directed us to a club right next door. Doug had been to one before, and I once saw a male stripper at a friend’s bridal shower, but we were both novices in this area. I asked the club doorman if the women were pretty, and he pointed to a gorgeous blonde. She gave me a naughty smile.

I said, “Not bad,” and smiled back at her. Doug and I went inside and sat near the stage.

I soon realized that this was an all-nude club. I was getting wetter by the minute as I watched one beauty after another dance provocatively, touching their large breasts and neatly shaved boxes while grinding against an unworthy pole. The audience was having a great time. There was one young woman near me who received an incredibly erotic lap dance. She was encouraged to touch the dancer, fondle her tits, and squeeze her bare ass. The dancer pulled the girl’s shirt over her head and licked and kissed her nipples while the girl screamed and laughed in delight. The crowd cheered her on. Doug asked if I wanted to try a lap dance. “No way,”

I said, though I was wet between my legs.

A few songs later, the deejay announced two-for-one private lap dances. The blonde we’d seen when we came in walked up behind us and asked if we were interested. I smiled and said, “Absolutely.” She grabbed my hand and led me away. I took Doug’s hand and pulled him along with us. She parted a curtain and we entered a small, dim room. She said her name was Sherry. She had on a short, tight dress and high “fuck me” shoes. Doug and I sat side by side on a bench, awaiting the show. Sherry asked if we would each like a lap dance for the price of one, and my generous Doug said that he wanted me to have both.

When the music started, Sherry walked slowly and seductively toward me. She hiked up her dress to reveal her long smooth legs and thong. Then she straddled me and slid her dress down, exposing her firm breasts. When she leaned over to kiss my neck and ear, I could smell her sweet, sexy perfume. My body trembled with a mix of excitement and fear. I wondered what Doug was thinking. I couldn’t move. Sherry kissed slowly down my chest.

What happened next blew my mind. She pulled my top off over my head and started sucking my tits. I couldn’t believe that this was happening. Sherry climbed off my lap and sat next to me. Doug was on the other side, watching. My nipples were diamond-hard as Sherry kissed and sucked them. When she slid one hand from my breast down my stomach and over my miniskirt to my thigh, it was enough to send me over the edge, but Sherry didn’t stop there. She pushed up my skirt and I raised my ass so she could slide my skirt even higher. She stroked the top of my thigh and moved to the inside. When she reached my pussy, she discovered that I was not wearing panties and that my pussy was drenched.

She touched me lightly at first. Then she went inside. I thrust my hips up and down while quivering in ecstasy. The first song ended and the second began. I knew this wasn’t going to last much longer, but I wished it could go on all night. Until that moment, I had been sitting there stunned. This was my chance to act. I reached up and pulled Sherry’s breast into my mouth. She continued to finger-fuck my wet pussy while she fondled and suckled my tits, and I thought I would die with delight. Suddenly I couldn’t handle it any longer, and I came right there with her hand inside me. I was unbelievably wet and overwhelmed by this so-called lap dance. Come to think of it, I don’t remember any dancing at all.

Doug told me he’d never forget watching his fantasy come to life. He’s had lap dances before, but never expected anything like this. We couldn’t stop smiling at each other the rest of the night. After staying for a few more songs and some extremely explicit sexual acts onstage between these erotic girls, we couldn’t wait to get back to our hotel room and have at each other. We’ve had awesome sex since, and often reflect on my incredible lap dance. We fantasize about what more can happen next time.