Joan had been home for several days, but her mind was still consumed with thoughts of her extreme vacation, causing her pussey to be constantly wet and horny. She had thought that satisfying her most extreme sexual desires would calm her desire to experience risky sex. She was wrong. She just wanted more.
She had kept herself busy cleaning the house and washing the clothes they had worn while on vacation. The look and smell of the clothes as she put them in the washer only made her memories stronger and more vivid. Joan knew she had to come up with a plan to satisfy these extreme urges building in her body.
Joan was almost afraid to tell her husband John what she was thinking in her naughty mind. “Would he be ok with her still needing even more extreme sexual satisfaction? She was not even sure what would appease this erotic desire burning deep inside of her. She needed to come up with a plan before talking with her husband.”
She thought, “I need to completely break away from my married life, be a different person in a different world. Who should I be, and what do I need to experience? I want to attract the correct type of person. I will not act married, and I will dress seductively, yet submissively. Maybe a stripper at a club? Yes, that sounds like something I should check out. I know I am not a young woman, but I am experienced.”
John arrived home from work to find his wife sitting at the kitchen table with a strong drink in her hand and a frosty beer waiting for him. He knew something big was happening.
His wife spoke, “John, you know I love you, and I really enjoyed our vacation, living out our sexual fantasies. I cannot stop thinking about all we did and how it felt, both mentally and physically. I want to experience more, with no restrictions. A completely new life as a professional stripper who is willing to fulfill the patrons’ wildest dreams. This stripper will sexually excite their minds and body as she feverishly dances fully naked. I know doing this will push the limits of our marriage, but it will also strengthen the bond of love between us. What do you think?”
John took a deep swig of beer before he responded. “This is a big step for both of us; who knows where this erotic fantasy could take us. Babe, I trust you, and I also know you have certain special needs sexually that need to be fulfilled for you to be a happy, satisfied partner. So let’s try your plan, keep me in the loop, chat with me often, and let me know when you will be home so I don’t worry. I may even visit the strip club to see you in action; it should be exciting.”
Joan put on her sexist clothes and headed out to a strip club in the next village for an interview. The minute she walked into the club, the ambiance was intoxicating. Loud erotic music was playing in the dimly lit room, and the stage had two young, naked women dancing provocatively on the poles, enticing the patrons to lust for them and give them tips.
She told the big, burly greeter at the door she was here for an interview and asked if now was a good time. He responded, “Follow me; the manager is in the office.” As she walked through the club, several patrons took notice and made a few enticing remarks and cat calls as she passed by. The attention she was receiving made her cunt start drooling. Joan knew she wanted to be a part of this risky club, where men and even women went to satisfy their sexual fantasies brewing in their minds.
Joan entered the manager’s office, and as she stood before him, waiting for an invitation to sit down, his eyes penetrated every inch of her body. “Sit your beautiful ass down, my dear, and tell me what you have come here for.”
Joan slid into the chair, letting her very short skirt ride up, exposing her thighs and much more as she crossed her legs. She was not wearing panties or a bra. Joan spoke, “I am at a point in my life where I want to explore all aspects of my sexual being. I love teasing and pleasing both men and women. I have taken part in group sex before, but I thought your venue would allow me to experience all types of sexual interaction and satisfaction. I have extreme sexual desires. I know I am older than most of your women, but my experience and good looks will have your patrons begging to fuck me.”
The manager continued looking Joan over, “I think you could be right. I am going to give you an audition right now. There is a spot open in fifteen minutes. Show me what you can do.” Joan was agast, she was hardly prepared, but she was not going to let this opportunity pass by.
“I will do it, just remember I have never done this before and do not have a routine rehearsed, I will prove to you that I am a desirable stripper for your patrons. Do you have a room I can use if I get a proposal to be royally fucked? We both will benefit immensely if you take me on at the club, I am sure of that.“
She was nervous as she checked herself out in the dressing room mirror. The other young girls were giggling in the background. That just gave Joan more confidence and determination to prove them wrong. She heard the DJ announcing her appearance on stage. She hoped he played music that would lend itself to her performance.
Joan danced her way onto the stage, giving all the patrons around her a loving look and a naughty grin. They all erupted into a wild applause as she swung around the dance pole. She teased the patrons as she ripped her blouse free from her body, tossing it onto the stage, her bare, excited breasts and erect nipples exposed for all to see.
Her hands brutally caressed her hard nipples as she leaned over while holding the pole, her cunt and ass showing from under her skirt. As she swung around the pole provocatively, her free hand pushed down her skirt, dropping it onto her red spike heels, then onto the floor. The patrons were going wild, cheering her on. her cunt glistening with moisture from her excited mind and body.
Joan wrapped her legs around the pole and slid to the floor, her legs spread wide as her cunt lips embraced the pole. She leaned back until her head touched the floor, then raised her legs straight up into the air, her hands now caressing her cunt. Joan continued to tease the patrons, both men and a few women, by licking her sticky fingers fresh from her horny, wet cunt.
Money was being thrown on stage as she rolled over, putting her ass in the air and her legs spread wide, lifting her body from the stern deck. She provocatively wiggled her ass as the shouts from the onlookers encouraged her to become a naughty slut.
Joan started humping the floor, like she was fucking a cock, and the crowd went wild. Joan rolled onto her ass, legs still spread, her eyes taking in all the lust forming in the patrons as they encouraged her to come closer, as they so wanted to smell, touch, and fuck her.
She scooped up a big handful of bills and wiped them on her body, from her cunt to her lips, causing the air to rain money all over her and the stage, completely covering the floor with their lust-filled bills of all denominations. Joan slid her ass along the stage until she was inches from a horney patron, who was reaching out, trying to touch and smell her excited body.
Joan made eye contact with the middle-aged gentleman, his hands outstretched, hundred-dollar bills clutched between his fingers as he mouthed the words, “I want to fuck you so bad, let me lick your oozing cunt, right here in front of everyone.” She inched closer to his hands, her legs spread wide, until she felt the hands of the stranger touching her cunt lips.
The music was in sync with her movements as the stranger’s fingers caressed her soaked cunt. Joan reached up and pulled the stranger’s head into her dripping cunt, while wrapping her legs around his neck. She held his head tight to her throbbing cunt as he started licking and sucking her, with the vengeance of a man possessed.
Joan looked up and saw that she was on the large TVs spread around the room, the video showing the most intimate parts of her body as the stranger licked and sucked her horny cunt. As Joan watched the video of the stranger sucking and licking her swollen clit, with the intense feeling of his tongue and lips on her cunt, she could no longer control the rising urges in her body.
The onlookers were pushing in close, anxious to see this raw sex happening right in front of them. Joan exploded in a cum squirting orgasm, right there on the stage. As she came down from her extreme orgasm, she slowly released the stranger’s head from between her thighs, as he continued to lick the excited juices still oozing from her orgasming cunt.
The crowd was extremely rowdy, wanting to become part of the action. Joan lay there, breathing hard, as the stranger pulled back into his seat. Everyone could see her glistening cunt and her heavy breathing; there was no doubt in anyone’s mind that she had not just put on a show, but also had a mind-blowing orgasm.
The music had peaked, and so had Joan. Two bouncers showed up on stage and helped her to her feet. Several of the other strippers were picking up the money covering the stage as Joan, still naked, bowed to the excited crowd before being escorted off the stage.
They gave Joan a robe to wear before escorting her to the manager’s office. Joan did not hesitate as she spoke to the manager, “So, do I have a job or not? I am willing to perform and excite your patrons, even more than you just witnessed, every single night.”
The manager did not speak right away, “Joan, that was quite the show. I watched it here in my office. I actually had to stroke my cock as you exploded in orgasm. We will have to discuss the limits on what is appropriate on stage and off, but yes, you have the job. Anyone who can bring that crowd to the sexual frenzy you did will be good for the club. You can set up your schedule with me before you leave. Great show, Joan!”
Joan showered and got dressed, combing out her beautiful blond hair. She walked out among the patrons and went over to the stranger who had just gone down on her horny cunt on stage and handed him a note saying, “If you want to be completely satisfied, text this number, and we will finish what we started during my show. I will be here for several more hours tonight. Tell your friends what you experienced tonight and where it happened.”
Joan was back in the manager’s office working on her schedule when her phone vibrated. She excused herself, telling the manager she had pressing business to attend to. “Oh, and by the way, do you have a key to that room I can use for personal meetings?”
Joan knew she had found her calling; she loved being a naughty tramp, she saw all kinds of possibilities happening in her new job, and she could not wait to explore them.
