Wife with Male ******** in Las Vegas
My wife, Alana, and I were in Las Vegas, so we wanted to do something naughty. We decided to go to a ***** club to have some fun. Alana and I have been to ***** clubs together, but what was different about this one is that they have a male ******** section. She wanted to check it out, so we went to that side of the club. We found a table along the wall and order our drinks. There were 2 strippers on stage dancing to screaming women and a few more walking around the room. I have never seen male strippers perform and wasn't interested in seeing them, but she was enjoying it, so I kept an open mind. I noticed that she was eyeing one of the male strippers there and pretty soon he came over to us. This guy was extremely muscular and good looking. He had long hair and seem to be from Greece or South America. He ask me if I wanted to buy the lady a lapdance. I've bought Alana lapdances from female strippers before, but never from a male ********. But she had that look in her face like she really wanted one, so I said "sure...".
He introduced himself as Marcel and shook my hand and Alana's hand. I introduced myself and Alana to him as he looked my wife from head to toe. He commented with an accent, "She is so beautiful, I will dance for her". He started dancing in front of her leaving a space between them and I thought to myself that this wasn't going to be too bad. Then he took off his shirt and then his jeans exposing a g-string that was barely able to contain his ****. I watched Alana's mouth dropped as her eyes were glued to his bulge.
He moved his body on top of hers and started grinding on her body as she seemed to also start moving her body against his. Then he moved his face to the side of her face to kiss her cheek. Alana moved her head up and to the side which moved his kissing to her neck and ears. I noticed that as he was kissing her neck, his knee had moved between her legs and was slightly moving it against her crotch. At this point, Alana had her eyes closed and her nipples were poking hard against her dress which tells me that she was getting turned on. He started whispering something into her ear and she started smiling and nodding. I couldn't hear what he was saying, but Alana seemed to be liking it.
The song ended and Marcel said to me, "She is so hot, has a sexy body. We have more privacy in the back room and I can continue dances back there". Before I could say anything, Alana said, "ok, we can go back there". He took Alana's hand and lead her to the back of the room. I watched as she followed him and they both disappeared in the back of the club. I know Alana has a wild side that comes out every once in a while, so I thought I would let her have a little fun since we were in Vegas. I sat there and finished my drink while I waited for her to return. After some time have passed, I started to worry, so I went to look for them.
The back of the club was much darker so my eyes had to adjust to the lack of light. Searching through the different booths, I finally found them in the corner of the room. What I saw shocked me a little bit. Here was my pretty little asian wife with her dress bundled up around her waist. Her **** were exposed and he was sucking on her nipple while his hand was busy at work inside her panty. Her eyes were closed and her head was arched back against the booth, so she didn't see me. I wanted to see how far she would let him take it, so I walked a few booths away and sat down. I didn't have a good view since there were chairs around them and it was dark. I could see that he was alternating sucking on both her **** while his hands were working below her waist. I thought I could hear little moans coming out of her, but wasn't sure. He moved his mouth from her nipples and started kissing her on her mouth. They started making out while he fondled her ****. This happened for a while until I noticed her arm starting a ******* motion. I couldn't really see, but I figured that she had to be stroking his ****. I sat there and watched my wife and Marcel in different states of kissing, sucking, and fondling.
Minutes passed by and then Marcel made a move where he grabbed her legs and pulled her forward on the couch. Her body was lower on the sofa and I could only see her face. I could see him reach down to his own underwear and maneuver himself between her legs. Alana's eyes were wide open staring down at him as his hands appear to be working between both their legs. Watching his arm motion, he was probably rubbing his **** on her *****. She seem to be staring straight at his ****, when he made a motion with his hand that looked like he was pulling her underwear to the side so he could insert his **** in her. I thought this was where he was going to start ******* my wife when I saw Alana start shaking her head at him. He stopped and said something to her and made a move grab the sides of her panty to try to pull it off, but she shook her head at him again and said something to make him stop. They both got up and Alana pulled her dress back over her body. He embraced her and they swayed back and forth to the music. He turned her around and whispered something into her ear which made her smile. Since they were now standing up, I could completely see their bodies. While moving to the music, he moved her dress up again to expose her panties and reached inside the front of her panties to massage her ****. At first, he rubbed it slowly and then a little faster. And then he went full force where her body started shaking with the motion. Her head fell back against his shoulder and eyes were rolling up to the back of her head, which meant she was *******. I could see her trying to hold herself from moaning, but it was still came out. Marcel looked pleased.
They turned around to embraced again and I decided I better walk up to them. Alana seem shocked to see me, but said, "Hi, we just finished our dance, can you pay him?" I forgot that I still had to pay him for the lap dances. He said $100 is fine and I reluctantly paid him. He said to me, "She is so beautiful and sexy. You are lucky guy. Thank you for letting her be with me." He walked away and I walked Alana out of the club. I asked her about the dance and she responded, "Marcel was so hot and such a nice guy and gentleman. Thank you for buying me the lap dance."