My husband Teddy and I are both in our early 20s and have been married for three years.

We both came from a rather repressive background, and while our sex life has been okay, neither of us had much experience or were very knowledgeable about sex, so it was always rather limited.

Soon after we were married, Teddy joined the Navy and was deployed for six months in the South Pacific. I spent most of my time at the local pool and at the gym, where I worked out four days a week.

It was at the gym that I met a girl of about my age named April, and we soon became friends. I was surprised to find out that though April worked as a paralegal during the day, she had a part-time gig as a stripper at a nearby club.

It wasn’t long before April started telling me that with my golden tan, curvy figure, long blonde hair and sky-blue eyes, I could make at least $500 a night by dancing at the club. When I said I could never do that, she just laughed and said I would probably love it. She went on to tell me how sexy some of the patrons were, and how exciting it was to see their cocks bulging in their pants, knowing that she was the cause of their arousal. I finally agreed to go to the club with her one night, just to see what it was all about.

When I got there I was so nervous I started drinking one drink after another to calm my nerves. The drinks made me bolder than usual, and when April suggested I try doing just one sexy dance for the customers, although I declined strenuously at first, I was eventually talked into it.

I was ushered behind the stage, and was soon being suited up by April and a couple of her coworkers in a bikini top that barely covered my nipples, a matching powder-blue G-string, a garter belt and six-inch pumps. I felt like a real slut at first, but when I got on stage and the music started, I just closed my eyes and let my body move to the beat. I swirled around the stripper pole, and suddenly I could feel the eyes of the men in the room looking me lustfully up and down. I had to admit that I liked the feeling.

I danced around the stage more confidently now, turning and displaying my ass to each man within reach as they slid money into my garter-belt and G-string. Some of them took the liberty of sliding their fingers underneath as well, and one guy even slightly penetrated my moist pussy.

When they began to shout for me to strip, I closed my eyes again and pulled off my bikini bra, and then my G-string. I was completely nude except for my garter belt, which men continued to stuff with money.

Afterwards I could not believe how much money I had made. I also couldn’t believe how horny I had become, and how much I had enjoyed all those strangers ogling my naked body.

April came up to me to tell me that there was a young guy in the back room who was asking for me to give him a lap dance. She told me I didn’t have to do anything I didn’t want to do, but anything I did agree to do would cost him extra.

I had myself another drink before making my way nervously to the back room. You can imagine my surprise and shock when I saw that the man waiting for me was not a stranger at all, but Lester, a friend of my husband’s who had gone through boot camp with him!

Lester was six feet four and very lean, and also very black. “Abby!” he exclaimed as I came in, his eyes traveling up and down my body. “Well I’ll be damned, it is you!”

I felt faint. “Please, Lester,” I said nervously, “Teddy can’t know anything about this, okay?”

He smiled. “Sure, I get it,” he said. “It’s okay, I won’t say a word. Now about that lap dance?”

At that point I threw caution to the wind. “Okay,” I told him. “But this is my first lap dance ever, so bear with me, okay?” And with that I pulled off my bikini top and began lightly rubbing each of my swollen nipples up and down over his face. As they hardened, I slid each of them over his thick lips. When he began to suck and nibble them, I didn’t pull away; instead I pulled his head harder against me, offering him more of my breasts to caress and suck on.

My loins were an inferno of molten lava, and my entire body was trembling. My juices were flowing freely, and when Lester slid his hand between my legs, I spread them to allow him better access to my vagina. He first slid his finger up and down my slit, then stopped and began lightly rubbing my clitoris. I felt a bolt of erotic electricity course through my entire body, and when his thick ebony finger penetrated me, all I could do was moan.“Damn, Abby, you’re so hot!” he exclaimed as he began finger-fucking me with one hand while continuing to suck and bite at my nipples. Even in my intoxicated and very horny state, I couldn’t believe that I was submitting like this, not only to a man other than my husband, but to one who was his friend!

He kissed his way down my tummy, then lifted my left foot onto the couch and buried his face between my legs. His oral attentions drove me crazy as he alternated between tongue-fucking my opening and sucking and licking my aching clitoris. I pulled his face into my crotch and had an explosive orgasm, something that had almost never happened with my husband. At that point I was his to do with as he wanted.

When he pulled his face from my crotch I bent down and kissed him feverishly, tasting my juices for the very first time. Lester smiled into my eyes and murmured, “Why don’t you return the favor, baby?”

I knew what he wanted me to do, of course, but I had never done it before. But I was so appreciative of the tremendous pleasure he had given me that I felt it only fitting to try.

I slid down between his legs and reached for his belt. The size of his bulge was intimidating, but I managed to unbuckle and unzip him, and he raised his ass as I slid his jeans and briefs down to his ankles. “My God!” I cried out as his ebony manhood bounced up and down between his legs, his heavy testicles hanging obscenely off the couch cushion. His penis was at least twice the size of my husband’s in both length and girth. I took it in both hands and began rubbing the loose foreskin up and down, until a pearly drop of semen appeared at its tip.

“Go on, Abby, get a taste of that big black dick!” Lester breathed. I bent my head forward and boldly licked the droplet of sperm from the tip. I rolled it around in my mouth and found it surprisingly tasty.

The slightly earthy aroma of his groin made me light-headed with need. Losing all inhibition, I licked all around his mushroom-shaped cockhead, then took as much of it as I could into my mouth. The warmth of it and the throbbing feel as my tongue caressed its underside was so thrilling I shook all over, and I thrilled even more when I heard him moan with pleasure.

I pulled my mouth off his tasty dick long enough to smile up at him and say, “You know, I’ve never done this before, not even for Teddy.”

He grinned at me. “Yeah, but you like it, don’t you?” he said confidently. I answered him by bending my head and taking even more of his dick between my lips.

His moans got louder, and I could feel the precome begin to ooze from the tip of his cock into my mouth. I sucked harder. Suddenly I wanted him to come in my mouth more than anything. I felt his fingers weaving into my long dark hair, holding onto my head as he pushed himself deeper. I thought I would choke, but I managed to take his crown into my throat without any trouble, breathing through my nose as I swallowed around it.

Suddenly his cock jerked violently in my mouth, and I felt it spasm. A second later a spurt of warm, gooey fluid shot straight down into my tummy, followed by another and another as I continued to swallow around his thick shaft.

His cockhead slid from my throat, but he continued to spurt, the remainder of his bountiful ejaculation filling my mouth. His sperm was thick and frothy, and its sweet flavor was simply delicious. I sucked and swallowed, and when he was finished I happily licked every trace of his seed from his softening dick.

“Damn, Abby, if that was the first blowjob you ever gave, then you’re a natural!” Lester panted.

He then helped me up and put me back on his lap, kissing me and playing with my body until he got hard again. At that point he raised me slightly and lowered me onto his thick black cock, my vagina gradually stretching to accept its incredible size. He eased into me slowly, and as my juices began to flow freely I was soon riding his cock like a bucking bronco. I had one orgasm after another, and when he grunted loudly and shot into me once more, I screamed with joy as I had the most powerful climax I had ever known.

When I recovered I slid down to my knees and adoringly sucked and licked his entire groin clean.

“Shit, Abby, if I’d known you were this fucking hot, I would have stopped by your place the night Teddy shipped out!” Lester told me. I again pleaded with him not to tell Teddy, as I was afraid our marriage would be over if he knew. Lester again assured me he wouldn’t, and gave me a $100 tip as he left.

Soon afterwards April came in and asked me if I wanted to go on stage again, as several of the customers were asking for me. I smiled and told her I could hardly wait.

Since then I have gotten a regular job dancing at the club. I’m making more money than I know what to do with, and have also acquired a taste for giving lap dances, and especially sucking cock. I’m known by a lot of patrons as the sexy bombshell who gets off on sucking dick and swallowing come. I have been living this lifestyle for the past several months, and I have been very happy. The problem is that my husband will be returning home in less than 30 days, and I know that even if he doesn’t divorce me, he will never allow me to continue stripping, let alone sucking strangers’ cocks. And yet there’s no way I’m going to stop.

I’ll let you know what happens.