Where it happened: Bedroom
Michelle was a stripper. And probably the mose beautiful woman I had ever seen. She was 18 years old, and her hair was blonde and her eyes were crystal blue, almost transparent. Her body smelled of strawberries, and later I would find out her body also tasted like strawberries. I met her when one of my friends was having a bachleor party and we went to s astrip club. Michelle was just getting up on the stage, dressed in a cowgirl outfit. White books, white stockings up to her mid-thigh, the skirt about an inch and a half from the top of her thigh, and her shirt stopped just after her breasts bottom. She had a lasso and was dancing gracefully and sexy, all the guys just stopped talking and stared, no kidding. She went over to Mike, who was the guy having the party and gave him a lap dance. Her looked so happy, and every guy in the room was probably wishing he was Mike!!! She glanced at me, and our eyes locked for a brief moment, a moment in which I felt I was in true heaven. She game me a wink and got on her hands and knees and crawled back unto the stage, where she did her routine and then left the stage after every guy was applauding and cheering extremely loud. I excused myself from our table, and asked the manager of the club when the stripper who was just on stage was due to get off her shift. He said ‘ Michelle? I think she gets off now, why? ‘ I said no reason, and told the guys that I was feeling sick and needed to go home. ( yeah, I lied… ) I told Mike to have fun and left the club and sat on the curb outside. She came out a few minutes later in a pair of tight jeans and a bikini top and a leather jacket and sat on the bench near the bus stop. I walked up to her and introduced myself and told her she was great on stage. She smiled, thanked me, and said maybe she would give me a private dance someday. I said that’d be great, and it would be better if she would do it tonight. She agreed, said I was sweet and gave me her phone number. I was stunned. I was never planning on getting her phone number, but I was very lucky to even have met her so I said I’d call her. She got on the bus which came a few moments later. Later that night, around 3 am, I called her. I never knew a stripper, so I didn’t think that they went to bed at normal hours ( dumb idea I know ). She answered on the second ring, and when I asked if I woke her up she said no, that she just got out of the shower. I asked her if she wanted to give me that dance now. She said it would be my pleasure and I told her my address and hung up. When she got at my house, I invited her in. She immediatly took of her long coat, revealing and schoolgirl uniform. My eyes almost popped out of my head when I saw her. She told me to sit on the couch and she would give me the dance. She started dancing, slowly taking off the white shirt and slipping out of the skirt, wearing black boots, kneehigh white stockings, a white lace thong and a white lace bra to match. Then, to my surprise, she kissed me full on the lips. She said she was attracted to me the 1st time she saw me, then said that she was a virgin and waiting for the right guy to take her. I told her I was a virgin also. She smiled a cute smile and asked if I wanted to take her. I was extremely surprised, we ahd only known eachother since midnight, but we seemed to connect instantly. I didnt respond with words. Instead, I picked her up and carried her to my bedroom and laid her on my bed. I got on top of her and she pulled off my shirt and rubbed my chest. I kissed her, and put my tounge in her mouth. I unhooked her bra, and her firm D cup breasts fell out. I just looked at them for awhile, then I took one in my mouth and sucked and licked gently. She was moaning softly now, and I was working on removing her panties. With her help I slipped them off exposing her shaved pussy. I took off my jeans and boxers and rolled off her. I stuck my face in between her creamy slender thighs and put my tounge in her. She was really moaning, and I slid my tounge over he clit and sucked it gently then harder and harder until she cummed all over my face. She told me that was the first time she had ever come because of pleasure, and not because of her job. I started to finger her, and continued to suck her nippled. I asked her if she was ready for me to take her like she wanted me to. She said she was really scared and afraid. I told her not to worry, and gave her breasts one more lick before positioning myself at her entrence. I looked into her eyes, and she nodded her head. I thrust myself deep inside her, and I heard a scream follow and felt blood trickle out of her. She was moaning in pain, whimpering for me to wait a few moments before thrusting again. I said sure, and kissed her and told her sweet things to ease the pain, like how beautiful she was and things like that. I thrust again after about two minutes, and again she whimpered in pain and started to cry. I never wanted to hurt her, but I was really concerned. Then she said to thrust again. I did. And again she cried out in pain but told me to keep going this time. I followed her instructions and after maybe 5-10 minutes the pain went away and we both orgasmed at least four times. She got dressed in a hurry and told me she had to leave before her boyfriend found out she was here. This girl always has surprises! She started to cry again, this time in small sobs and sat down on the couch. She grabbed a tissue from the cofee table and wiped off her makeup, which revealed a few bruised under her eyes and cheeks and some cuts. I asked her how she got those, and she told me her boyfriend beats her. I was so sorry for her, I told her to stay here with me. Her boyfriend never called her house again after that. We started dating. And we saw her ex boyfriend with one of her co-workers…Well, at least I have Michelle. And I will never hit her.