13-01-2019, 10:08 AM
"I loved it," she said as she sat there bouncing her foot up and down.
Holding out her hand she said "Since your not going to ask I guess I better."
"I am Mandira," she said as she slipped her soft sexy and well manicured hand into mine.
"I am Vishal," I said as we shook hands.
As we shook hands I couldn't help but to notice her 34b breasts jiggle.
"You don't even look old enough to be in here," I said as I peered into her dark brown eyes.
She chuckled as she took another sip of her drink before setting it down on the table.
"You sound just like Kavitha," Mandira said.
"When I joined last year she didn't believe that I was eighteen." "She made me go home to get my birth certificate to prove that I was old enough."
"So your nineteen now," I asked.
"Yes," replied Mandira as she took another sip of her drink.
As Mandira leaned forward to set her drink down her foot brushed against my leg.
"So this is your first night here," she asked as she placed her hand on my thigh.
My heart nearly exploded when I felt her well manicured fingers squeeze my leg softly.
"Yes, I just came in to see how this place works," I said as I tried to keep myself composed in front of this lovely vixen.
"Look around Vishal, this is how it works," Mandira said as she held her hand out and slowly swung it around to the audience.
"Nobody in here has any reservations about anything," she said.
"If your in the mood then come on in and get yourself a little action, Mandira said as she took another sip of her drink.
The music now had a deep bass tone in it and everything began to vibrate.
Suddenly Mandira and I looked over our shoulders to see what the commotion was. The lady that was shackled upside down earlier now had her partner shackled. His arms were cuffed over his head and she was kneeling between his legs giving him a fantastic blow job.
"See what I mean," Mandira said as she continued to stare at the lady kneeling between her lover's knees.
"His wife is over there," she pointed "while he is over here with her."
We looked up at the stage as we saw the same three some only this time she was on all fours while she was getting fucked in her ass and her mouth simultaneously. Her grunts and moans told us that they were close to a climax.
"I take it you never signed up for a stage show then," Mandira said as she slid her hand from my thigh and stood up in front of me.
"I can't say that I have," I said as I sat before this beauty.
"Come with me and I will show you," Mandira said as she pulled me from my chair and led me over towards the bar.
I couldn't help but to stare at her ass as I could tell she either wore a thong or nothing else as she had no visible panty lines. My eyes were drawn down her sexy legs all the way to her feet as she wore open toe sandals with five or six inch heels.
We reached the end of the bar and there was a list taped to the wall. There were two candles, one on each side of the list.
"This is where you sign up if you want to take your lover on stage." Mandira said as she placed her finger on the list next to her name.
"This list is always first come first serve," Mandira said as she continued to point to her name.
"If I didn't already promise Sharan that I would do a threesome with him and his wife I would sign up with you," she said as she looked up into my eyes.
"Where is your husband at?" I asked.
Mandira giggled and said "He doesn't know I come here."
"How did you manage to pull that one off?" I asked.
"Don't get me wrong, I love my husband to death but he just doesn't have the same needs, wants, and desires that I have. When we make love, it's a fifteen minute romp in the hay. He falls asleep and I end up having to finish myself off. And trust me, that gets old in a hurry," Mandira said as the swirling spotlights caused her eyes to sparkle.
"Over here is the main event sign up sheet. I did a main event two weeks ago," Mandira said as she ordered another drink from the bar.
"Make it two," she shouted at the topless bar tender.
"What exactly is a main event?" I asked as I felt my pre cum oozing out and into my underwear.
"Every night there is one main event on stage. Again this is on a first come first serve basis and you usually have to sign up days in advance," Mandira said as she took a step over toward the large breasted bar tender to get the two drinks she ordered.
"Here," she said as she handed me a glass.
We both took a sip of our drinks.
"Main events are huge. Main events are what a lot of people come here for," Mandira said as she took another sip of her drink.
"If you have a good role playing scene you want to act out with a partner or partners then you sign up for a main event. The stage gets closed for like a half hour and a curtain gets pulled around it so you can set up your scene. There are a bunch of props behind the stage that you can use," Mandira said.
"You said you were in one a couple weeks ago?" I asked as I began to sip my drink.
"Oh God yes," Mandira said as she reached out and squeezed my arm.
"This guy I never saw in here before asked me to do a main event with him," Mandira said with a gleam in her eyes.
"He set the stage up and played the part of a cop while I was a run away criminal. Oh god he hand cuffed me and used his billy club on me if ya know what I mean. I ended up fucking him to get out of my ticket and from getting arrested. You have to try it some time," Mandira said as she now had a look of lust and excitement in her eyes as she looked at me while sipping her drink..
We turned our attention to two sets of couples as they entered the club. The women were dressed down in jeans and tee shirts as they carried bags into the ladies room.
"I never thought I would see any women in here dressed like that," I said as I sipped on my drink.
"Trust me, they won't come out of the rest room looking like that. Most women bring their clothes to change into here and change in the rest room. Most of these women are here and their husbands don't know about it," Mandira said softly as she reached out and touched my arm with her hand.
"Lets go back to your table," Mandira said as she took the first step back toward the stage.
We began walking back until we reached the table we were at originally. There was a new couple on the stage and this time it was a fair lady. She was blindfolded and her wrists were cuffed high over her head. She was standing in the sexiest pair of high heel shoes I had ever seen. Mandira and I never sat down as we both stood behind the table watching the show on stage. Leaning in I placed my lips by Mandira's ear.
"What kind of test did you have?" I asked.
Turning her head slightly but never taking her eyes off of the couple on the stage she replied softly "Same as yours."
"You mean you did Kavitha?" I asked with a surprised tone in my voice.
Mandira only nodded her head as she continued to stare at the couple on stage as she shifted herself slightly in front of me.
Suddenly I felt something. Mandira moved directly in front of me and reached behind her. I felt her hand on my swelling bulge as she continued to gaze upon the stage. I felt her fingers pull on the top of my pants, causing the button to pop free. My pulse quickened as I felt her skilled fingers begin to slide my zipper down.
With trembling hands I reached up and placed my hands on Mandira's bare shoulders. I couldn't believe it when she began to pull my pants down. She slowly bent her knees as she continued to pull my pants down until she let them go. My pants were around my knees as Mandira stood back up. I very casually eases the thin spaghetti straps off of her shoulders, eliciting a slight gasp from Mandira. Mandira reached up and pulled her arms through the thin black straps until the material fell down to her waist, exposing her ripe firm breasts.
I slid my trembling finger tips down Mandira's spine causing her hair on her neck to stand on end. Leaning in I whispered "Are you sure you are eighteen?"
Leaning back into me Mandira turned her head and kissed me hard on my mouth.
Holding out her hand she said "Since your not going to ask I guess I better."
"I am Mandira," she said as she slipped her soft sexy and well manicured hand into mine.
"I am Vishal," I said as we shook hands.
As we shook hands I couldn't help but to notice her 34b breasts jiggle.
"You don't even look old enough to be in here," I said as I peered into her dark brown eyes.
She chuckled as she took another sip of her drink before setting it down on the table.
"You sound just like Kavitha," Mandira said.
"When I joined last year she didn't believe that I was eighteen." "She made me go home to get my birth certificate to prove that I was old enough."
"So your nineteen now," I asked.
"Yes," replied Mandira as she took another sip of her drink.
As Mandira leaned forward to set her drink down her foot brushed against my leg.
"So this is your first night here," she asked as she placed her hand on my thigh.
My heart nearly exploded when I felt her well manicured fingers squeeze my leg softly.
"Yes, I just came in to see how this place works," I said as I tried to keep myself composed in front of this lovely vixen.
"Look around Vishal, this is how it works," Mandira said as she held her hand out and slowly swung it around to the audience.
"Nobody in here has any reservations about anything," she said.
"If your in the mood then come on in and get yourself a little action, Mandira said as she took another sip of her drink.
The music now had a deep bass tone in it and everything began to vibrate.
Suddenly Mandira and I looked over our shoulders to see what the commotion was. The lady that was shackled upside down earlier now had her partner shackled. His arms were cuffed over his head and she was kneeling between his legs giving him a fantastic blow job.
"See what I mean," Mandira said as she continued to stare at the lady kneeling between her lover's knees.
"His wife is over there," she pointed "while he is over here with her."
We looked up at the stage as we saw the same three some only this time she was on all fours while she was getting fucked in her ass and her mouth simultaneously. Her grunts and moans told us that they were close to a climax.
"I take it you never signed up for a stage show then," Mandira said as she slid her hand from my thigh and stood up in front of me.
"I can't say that I have," I said as I sat before this beauty.
"Come with me and I will show you," Mandira said as she pulled me from my chair and led me over towards the bar.
I couldn't help but to stare at her ass as I could tell she either wore a thong or nothing else as she had no visible panty lines. My eyes were drawn down her sexy legs all the way to her feet as she wore open toe sandals with five or six inch heels.
We reached the end of the bar and there was a list taped to the wall. There were two candles, one on each side of the list.
"This is where you sign up if you want to take your lover on stage." Mandira said as she placed her finger on the list next to her name.
"This list is always first come first serve," Mandira said as she continued to point to her name.
"If I didn't already promise Sharan that I would do a threesome with him and his wife I would sign up with you," she said as she looked up into my eyes.
"Where is your husband at?" I asked.
Mandira giggled and said "He doesn't know I come here."
"How did you manage to pull that one off?" I asked.
"Don't get me wrong, I love my husband to death but he just doesn't have the same needs, wants, and desires that I have. When we make love, it's a fifteen minute romp in the hay. He falls asleep and I end up having to finish myself off. And trust me, that gets old in a hurry," Mandira said as the swirling spotlights caused her eyes to sparkle.
"Over here is the main event sign up sheet. I did a main event two weeks ago," Mandira said as she ordered another drink from the bar.
"Make it two," she shouted at the topless bar tender.
"What exactly is a main event?" I asked as I felt my pre cum oozing out and into my underwear.
"Every night there is one main event on stage. Again this is on a first come first serve basis and you usually have to sign up days in advance," Mandira said as she took a step over toward the large breasted bar tender to get the two drinks she ordered.
"Here," she said as she handed me a glass.
We both took a sip of our drinks.
"Main events are huge. Main events are what a lot of people come here for," Mandira said as she took another sip of her drink.
"If you have a good role playing scene you want to act out with a partner or partners then you sign up for a main event. The stage gets closed for like a half hour and a curtain gets pulled around it so you can set up your scene. There are a bunch of props behind the stage that you can use," Mandira said.
"You said you were in one a couple weeks ago?" I asked as I began to sip my drink.
"Oh God yes," Mandira said as she reached out and squeezed my arm.
"This guy I never saw in here before asked me to do a main event with him," Mandira said with a gleam in her eyes.
"He set the stage up and played the part of a cop while I was a run away criminal. Oh god he hand cuffed me and used his billy club on me if ya know what I mean. I ended up fucking him to get out of my ticket and from getting arrested. You have to try it some time," Mandira said as she now had a look of lust and excitement in her eyes as she looked at me while sipping her drink..
We turned our attention to two sets of couples as they entered the club. The women were dressed down in jeans and tee shirts as they carried bags into the ladies room.
"I never thought I would see any women in here dressed like that," I said as I sipped on my drink.
"Trust me, they won't come out of the rest room looking like that. Most women bring their clothes to change into here and change in the rest room. Most of these women are here and their husbands don't know about it," Mandira said softly as she reached out and touched my arm with her hand.
"Lets go back to your table," Mandira said as she took the first step back toward the stage.
We began walking back until we reached the table we were at originally. There was a new couple on the stage and this time it was a fair lady. She was blindfolded and her wrists were cuffed high over her head. She was standing in the sexiest pair of high heel shoes I had ever seen. Mandira and I never sat down as we both stood behind the table watching the show on stage. Leaning in I placed my lips by Mandira's ear.
"What kind of test did you have?" I asked.
Turning her head slightly but never taking her eyes off of the couple on the stage she replied softly "Same as yours."
"You mean you did Kavitha?" I asked with a surprised tone in my voice.
Mandira only nodded her head as she continued to stare at the couple on stage as she shifted herself slightly in front of me.
Suddenly I felt something. Mandira moved directly in front of me and reached behind her. I felt her hand on my swelling bulge as she continued to gaze upon the stage. I felt her fingers pull on the top of my pants, causing the button to pop free. My pulse quickened as I felt her skilled fingers begin to slide my zipper down.
With trembling hands I reached up and placed my hands on Mandira's bare shoulders. I couldn't believe it when she began to pull my pants down. She slowly bent her knees as she continued to pull my pants down until she let them go. My pants were around my knees as Mandira stood back up. I very casually eases the thin spaghetti straps off of her shoulders, eliciting a slight gasp from Mandira. Mandira reached up and pulled her arms through the thin black straps until the material fell down to her waist, exposing her ripe firm breasts.
I slid my trembling finger tips down Mandira's spine causing her hair on her neck to stand on end. Leaning in I whispered "Are you sure you are eighteen?"
Leaning back into me Mandira turned her head and kissed me hard on my mouth.
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