A simple lap dance can change everything
Lola had never been to the Now Bar in New York City before and she was a little nervous. She had heard about all the beautiful Transsexuals that go there. It was very intimidating. She had taken quite along time to get ready, just to make sure she looked her best. As always She took a hot steamy bath with beautiful scented bubbles. They make her feel so feminine and soft.
Slowly, she began to shave her legs. Slow even stokes. She loved the sensation of her silky body and especially enjoyed shaving her private parts, close and carefully. She was in the sensual-ism of it all. After about 30 minutes she had shaved her whole body and soaked just a few minutes longer to admire her silky legs and hips as they bobbed in the water. She dried off and used moisturizer lotion all over. She applied make-up foundation, eye shadow, eye liner, arched her eye brows, added eye lashes-then applied mascara, lots of mascara. mmm. Rouge on her cheeks, , a little lipstick and ....."god I am gorgeous" she thought.
Her heart was rushing and pounded as she gazed at this goddess in the mirror. She slipped on her sexiest black thong panty and matching bra. Lola loved the laced edges and took a moment to saunter around her apartment admiring her beautiful and delicious legs, hips and buttock. Her waist had an ever so slight hourglass curve from the hormones she had been taking.
She gently stepped into a silky satin slip and as she pulled the nylons over her legs she got an instant rush. "I may just explode before I get dressed, but no - there is a right time for that" she thought. She gently fastened the stockings to the garder-belt just under the slip. Since tonight was about seduction, Lola choose a very sexy red mini dress and slinked into it. It fit tight around her hips and buttocks, but had a slight fringe that swayed as she walked. On the edge of the bed she slipped her feet into a pair of lace up spiked sandals. How sexy. As she wrapped the lace around her ankle for the second time she tied it ever so gently, and admired her dainty ankles and painted toenails. The satin laces were sexy and matched the overall look of the outfit. 3 inch long rows of rhinestones dangled from her newly pierced ears. It made her feel that much more girly to have pierced ears, as opposed to clip on's. With a matching bracelet she topped off her jewelry with only 1 ring on each finger, you know what they say - less is more. The rings really highlighted her manicured long finger nails.
The dress was cut in a deep plunge and her breasts showed a little cleavage. A matching red scarf wrapped around her neck and flowed down her back like a soft mist. With the addition of her hairpiece, tonight she was a sexy blonde. Again she looked in the mirror and her heart raced in excitement. Lastly she applied perfume, behind the ears, on the wrists and behind the knees. She inhaled the intoxicating woman-ess of the scent and felt as though she were floating off the ground.
Lola arrived a little after 11:30 PM, and entered down the long stair case that descended into a basement like atmosphere. It was not crowded at all. In fact it was like what you would envision at an isolated pub in some out of the way place, a few guys sitting around sipping on a beer, a few girls sitting all alone. She took the time to relax and ordered a drink. Lola knew what she wanted to do tonight, and the excitement had her pretty wound up. She eased into the chair, extending her rear end out and then down. She flirted as she extended her leg to admire it and then let it slide over her knee down and close to her other leg. With her legs crossed, she slowly started to grind her thighs together, creating a heat deep within her groin. She had taken a few estrogen tablets shortly before leaving her home and they were taking effect. She could feel the warm girly-ness spreading through her like a forest fire. Warm and seductive.
At about 12:30 - 1:00 AM a crowd started to build. Within a half an hour the place was so crowded you could not move. Ten minutes prior this a handsome fellow came to speak with her. He was not there to meet anyone, just curious to look around he said. Sure, but for someone just looking around he could not get close enough to her. It was though he was getting off just touching her ever so slightly. A brush here, a slight bump there. Then again, Lola was enjoying it as well. And it was getting her in the right mood for what lies ahead.
The club was crowded now, and the music was pumping, people were drinking and coming to and fro almost like a dance. A constant flow of traffic within this tiny space. Then Lola found out there was an upstairs. "MMMM, what is up there, I think I will see" she thought. Just a small lounge - a few people sitting around, kind of like a teen dance. Boys on one side, girls on the other. As the night went on, within no time there were girls giving lap dances in the back alcove. Lola was looking around but did not see any guy that caught her attention.
The night was winding down and she was less than inspired. She had fun, but did not get what she came for, this was business after all. She went back upstairs to sit and relax after a few hours downstairs. But as she sat there, a cute fellow came and sat next to her. He was boyishly cute. Very shy. Lola could tell he was interested in her but he made no move to talk with her. After a few minutes she got up to leave. He stumbled and then, "are you going ?" he said. "I was thinking of going, yes" she replied. "You are really pretty, but you must get told that a lot" he gushed. Lola giggled, and sat back down. "A girl never hears that enough silly" she blushed.
He awkwardly inched next to her. Her hormones were raging and she wanted to grab him and end what seemed like an eternity. But slowly he got close. As they talked and laughed he relaxed and got more comfortable and a little more assertive. She had come here to turn her first trick she thought, so get on with it. But she really liked this guy. He was nice and cute, he made her laugh. He asked her if she would not be insulted if he asked her for a lap dance. She gushed, "I have never done that before, but O.K.". He led her by the hand to a little alcove in the back of the room behind a dividing wall. As he sat there with his boyish grin, all her girlish emotions erupted into sensual passion.
The playful little girl was gone, just like that. Her instincts took over as though she was on cruise control. She did not even think about what she was doing. She just seductively slid in - her leg between his hot throbbing thighs. Slowly she rubbed him, up and down as she ran her fingers through his wavy hair and pulled him to her breasts. He embraced her gently, hardly at all and it was making Lola all the hotter.
She lifted one leg over his bent thigh, and slid it down the other side of his leg. Then the other leg until she was straddled over his bulging manly-ness. With every grind she maneuvered she could feel him, swelling under her, his body screaming to embrace hers. Each position change was orchestrated like a ballet. Gentle, subtle and sexy. She pushed up against him with her buttocks, as he now stood behind her. She grinded in a slow motion back and forth, and then ever so slightly up and down.
Lola could hear his thoughts wanting to rip her clothes off right there and plunge deep within her backside. She was dripping wet with excitement, ready to take him if he dared. As she backed into him, she reached her hands behind her and unzipped him. She gently touched him. She slowly began to stroke him and continued to rub her body against his in a dancing motion. She moved slowly up and down. Rubbing his cock all the while with her hands and body.
This whole time the security guard tried to see what they were doing, touching the customers was not allowed. But she kept him concealed and continued to stroke his shaft. She felt it shiver with each stroke. Three girls had come and gone in the back room since they started their love, er - lap dance. Lola slowly ceased the dance until he could catch his breath and face the public. "Was that o.K..?" she asked. With a pant he responded "It was fabulous". Let's go somewhere so we can really be together" he said. Lola was so hot and turned on by him, her earlier plans went out the window and she instantly said "where can we go". She had forgotten all about turning a trick, even though she needed the money.
She had confessed to him why she was there, to turn her first trick. But this was about magic, not money. "It is magic, do you feel it too?", Lola asked. Within moments, they had their coats on and were in a cab on their way to a hotel in the east village. They stoked and caressed each other the whole way there. He admired her silky stocking clad legs as she draped them over his masculine legs. Finally they reached the hotel. Lola re-applied her make up while he got a room. # 19, down the hall on the right. She almost floated there on the aroma of his cologne.
As they entered, he opened the window to get some fresh air. Lola dimmed the lights and slowly undressed for him. Each piece, slow, with intent to drive him (and herself) to near ecstasy. She eased the dress off her shoulders and let it slide effortlessly to the floor. She stepped out of it and stood before him in her satin slip shining in the soft moonlight, stockings and her spiked sandals. They were inches away from each other, and without warning he took her around the waist, held her in his arms and passionately kissed her.
Warm and soft, he pressed his lips to hers and slowly eased his tongue between her lips and she took it deep within her mouth. Lola sucked on it like candy. His firm arms held her tight. In one movement she moved her hands from his chest up around his neck and she got lost in his passion. As she wrapped her arms around his neck she stood on her tip toes to reach this hunk of a man. She pulled back and led him to the bed until he sat.
She backed away a few steps, and continued to undress for him. She eased the slip off her shoulder and stood there as it fell to her feet. In the darkened room, all was silent. The only sound was their breathing and the pounding of her heart. She thought at any moment it would leap right out of her chest. Lola slowly bent at the waist, lifting her panty clad ass in the air, to hand deliver her stockings down her leg to the floor. She stood there in nothing but her thong panties, her breasts bare to the world, well to him anyway. Her nipples, hard and at attention were getting more aroused with the breeze from the window. With the grace of a dancer she slowly moved towards him. Her hips flowing with each step from side to side. Having ripped his shirt off during their kiss, she knelt in front of him and couldn't get his belt undone quick enough.
He closed his eyes and surrendered himself to her will, and she slipped his pants down to the floor. As she slid his briefs down his leg she released his cock, which was hard and pulsing. She kissed the head, using her tongue to encircle it, moving it on the front of the shaft. Building up tension she then thrust her mouth down his cock taking it deep within her throat. All the time using her tongue in independent movements. Separately, but in concert with each other, her mouth and tongue caressed his cock to his delighted groans. She could feel it rising and growing in her mouth until she could not consume it all. She stroked him gently with her hand on the lower part of his shaft, while continuing to suck the upper portion.
Lola slowed and pushed him down on the bed. She slithered up his body and smothered him with her warm silky body. He sat up, with her straddled on top of him. They kissed long and hard all the while she toyed with his cock using her rear, grinding in a slow circle. She placed her hands just above his knees as he lie down. Intoxicated, and on her knees, she lifted her bottom just a bit and then continued pushing and rubbing him with her cheeks. The passion was out of control and almost more than she could bare. With a split second lunge, she placed his cock at the entrance of her love canal and thrust downward. His shaft pushed up inside her and the rush of passion consumed her entirely. Lola was dizzy with ecstasy as he thrust her from below. Steady and gently she moved up and down his shaft, her bottom getting wetter with each thrust.
She rolled over, he still inside her, and assumed the position she was most comfortable, the bottom. With the confidence of a rodeo cowboy he rode her like a bucking bronco. Steadily thrusting in and out of her bottom they danced as though they were one. Lola was taking him easily now, hot, wet and willing. He pounded her, like a man should do, harder and deeper than ever before. She felt him deep within her now, and he made Lola feel more like a woman than any man had ever made her feel before. Each thrust taking her closer to heavens climax. She was dizzy, sweating, her passion filling the depths of her woman-ness. And then, a rush from deep within her, she exploded with warm love juices that flowed upon her belly. And then, moments later she felt his warm cum flow in her filling her up with satisfaction. As they came, they continued their almost feverish rhythm - which seemed like hours.
Finally, he rolled off and lay beside her. He pulled her close and put his arms around her. As they lay there, legs entwined, he again - so gently, kissed her as though she was his long lost love. Lola was comforted as they lay cuddled together, though they never said a word. After 30 minutes or more, Lola arose and got dressed. As she looked back on him, he had fallen into a deep sleep. He looked again like the little boy from the night club, deep asleep and dreaming of angels.
As Lola got out of the cab to go home, she checked in her purse to get money to pay the cab driver. Loose in the purse was five one hundred dollar bills. What a night. Love, passion, money and magic. Lola liked being a woman.
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