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Exotic Dancer - Naval Operations
by Sweet Irish (address withheld)
***
This is a story of a "Professional Lady" working in
Nevada Brothels. The story here is a continuation of
Exotic Dancer contained in Directory 25. (M+F, ped,
prost, orgy, military)
***
Prior to working in Nevada's brothels, I worked in
Hawaii as an exotic dancer. Several times I earned
hundreds of dollars or agreeing to leave or meet with a
customer after dancing. The Honolulu Police Department
was aware of the assignments and received some manner
of compensation with "gifts" at various times. Some
gifts were sex with the dancers or even in one club,
the manger took care of the officers on the beat. One
cop even drove her home at different times, after,
stopping in a high rise parking garage.
I was in my thirty's when I move Oahu and lived in a
Waikiki Beach apartment. One evening shortly after
moving to Hawaii, I was strolling past a topless club
called the Lollipop lounge. A sign on the marquee
advertised a wet T-shirt contest that evening.
My male partner in my life was with me and I asked," Do
you care if I enter the contest?" Jay thought it would
be terrific, as he was proud of my 5'-2" body, with 36C
firm breast. That evening changed my life forever. At
the conclusion of the contest of more than 20 females,
from age 18 to my age, I won third place, and a $50 for
my topless dances to the strip club music.
The manager asked me to work at the club full time as a
dancer. My mind was made up to do so when I found out
how much it paid. Especially with all money that had
been slipped into the waist line or leg band of my
thong panties during the contest
One night I got horny and gave the manager a BJ, just
for the hell of it, and when I informed my other part
of my life about doing my boss, he fucked me several
times that night. I tell this to show that my life
opened up completely after becoming a dancer. My male
bed mate and I were swingers prior to our moving to
Hawaii and I commenced dancing. Swinging was nothing
compared to dancing and turning a few tricks in or
after leaving the strip clubs I worked.
After about a month of dancing in the topless club, the
manager of a full strip club, the Hubba, asked me to
work at his place. When he told me it paid $500 a week,
plus tips, and half of any drink I sold, I became a
nude exotic dancer. Most customers were guys serving in
the military that visited the club and they believed I
was in my twenties.
A naval strike force, Operation Rim Pack, was
headquartered at Pearl Harbor. Besides the US Navy
fleet, the Australian, Japan, Canadian and other
nations' naval forces participated in the naval war
game exercise, which I believe was in 1989.
One night as I was dancing, two young Canadian sailors
were tipping me with large bills the whole evening.
They would have me sit with them during my break and
kept buying me "drinks." By the time the club was
closing they had enriched my by several hundred
dollars. When they learned I was off the next night
they wanted me to go out with them. I called my male
bedmate for his comments and he said, "Go for it, and I
hope you a great and hard time, but tell them they must
treat there date to a great dinner."
The next evening over dinner at the Chief's Club, Ted
the bolder of the two, asked me if I was willing to go
aboard their ship and do a strip dance? The informed me
I would be making Canadian Naval history. I had worn a
deep purple silk jump suit, and under that I had on an
expensive purple bra with matching panties. The bra was
going to end up in the "crew's trophy room" as part of
the ship's legend and decor, Ted told me later that
evening.
After finishing our dinner, they took me to their ship
that was tied up alongside an Australian and US Navy
ships. It was fun to walk across those ships to get to
the Canadian ship. Once we finished a quick tour of the
ship, we headed to the lounge and about 35 sailors
watched and cheered as I danced and stripped for them
on a "cocktail" style table. Before I commenced
dancing, one of my two "friends" took his hand and
simply knocked all the beer containers off the table
and onto the deck.
My dance was likely the most provocative I ever did
while I worked as an exotic dancer. My actions were
provoking and stimulating the sailors into heightened
sexual desires. I became aroused as well and knew some
mothers' sons were going to get their brains fucked out
that night.
The guys were so close there was very little space to
bend over and remove my clothing. When I pushed my hips
out toward the sailors, and bend over, this allowed
them to view me with only my T-0bar panties covering my
pubis and ass. These sailors were so close they most
likely were able to smell the aroma of my sex as I was
turned on with the wanton dances I performed.
When my final piece of clothing was removed, my T-bar
panties, the thick patch of my red pubes caught the
young sailors by surprise. How many songs I danced too
I can't remember but finally the ranking "Chief" of the
ship the informed the others, "OK, great show but we
best wrap this up before the Skipper shows up and we're
busted."
Looking at my two new friends, he said to the one who
had set up the show, "You will be restricted to the
ship for three days, once we are out to sea." Then
looking at me he stated, "Wish I was going to be part
of the entertainment later!"
I guess it is time to describe the relationship of my
two Canadian sailor friends. They were brothers-in-law,
being married to sisters. Ted was the older and Josh
was about two years younger, but told me they enlisted
together.
After tasking a taxi to the Ramada Hotel, they got a
room and we went upstairs where I freshened my makeup
and brushed my hair. Then we walked across the street
to a park next to the mariana in Waikiki. On the far
side of the part we stripped off and went swimming in
the "buff" as Ted and Josh both told me while swimming
nude.
After a few minutes of swimming, I soon found the guys
holding me and their hands were roaming all over my
body. Josh moved behind me and I could feel his hard-on
pushing between the roundness of my hips. Ted stood in
front of me and reached down and pulled my legs up
until they were around his waist. Then Ted started to
push his hard cock into me. This wasn't easy at first
as the oceans saltwater had removed my juices at the
entrance of my pussy. However, I was primed for fucking
after dancing on board the ship.
Before I forget to mention the one part of the dance
that will forever be etched in my mind. I must describe
what happened after I stopped dancing. Literally I was
picked up and passed around to each of the 35 sailors,
and these men were true to form.
Their horniness brought me to a sexual high that I
remember as one of the best I have ever reached. There
hands were everywhere, and their fingers probed every
hole below my waist and above my knees.
Yes, mom, by that the time I was passed around to each
of the sailors, while either with the men holding my
body horizontally, I was face up or laying with my
stomach and the rest of my body on their hands. I was
felt up over every inch of skin that covered my body.
Normally I'm unable to have my large and sensitive
nipples squeezed, but many times I simply waited for
one of those sailors to9 caress them and grip them
between their fingers. For at least four or five
minutes they passed me around and I felt fingers
touching or inside my pussy while a few were inserted
in my ass. I was turned on - really hot!
At one point I remember a finger inside my pussy while
others were playing in my pubic hair and touching my
labia and clit, while another was moving in and out of
my butt. In fact one finger was in my mouth and I was
kissing and sucking on it while feeling lips nursing on
my both nipples.
One young black sailor, and the only black of the
group, I found out was only 18. His hands were all over
me, and in me, for several moments. As he was about to
put his cock into me, someone passed me down the line
of sailors. I really would have liked his cock in me.
The other sailors went crazy the cute and small built
black sailor, what must have been a life long dream to
have a sexy redhead let him fondle her as he wished. In
fact, as he was about to fuck me, the Chief said we had
best call it a night before things caught up and
trouble started. I do know that a black finger was in
my butt that night and he really jammed it up inside me
a few times.
Had they commenced taking me sexually, I would have
allowed all 35 of them to fuck me that night. I was hot
to be fucked! Really fucked! By the time I was placed
down onto the ship's deck to dress, I was so sexually
heated I still allowed the sailors to touch me as they
wished while pulling my jumpsuit up and over my body.
This was turn-on that is a once in a lifetime
happening, but if the opportunity ever occurs again. I
will gladly let 35 horny military men enjoy my still
trim 50ish body.
Standing in the water, Ted kept working his cock at the
entrance of my pussy and then drove into me after his
cock head had slipped between my majora labia. Slowly
his cock head moved in through my minora labia until he
was lodged inside the mouth of my sex. Hi firmness
parted my vulva and entered my vagina in one powerful
forward movement.
For the first time in my life the intense pleasure of
fucking caused me to climax as the man's penis entered
my body. His cock was long, likely seven inches, not
too large around, but he hit my cervix as he took me
while Josh held me under my arms. Josh's hands were
kneading my breast the total time, and pinching my
nipples between his thumb and finger.
How long Ted fucked me I'm uncertain, but it must have
been at least ten minutes. He drove into me hard and I
would tell him, "Yeas, oh yeah, like that, oh yeah fuck
me like that." I didn't climax when shot his cum into
me, but I felt tingles within and around my sexual
opening.
I also remember Josh kissing the back of my neck and
across the area between my shoulders. This has always
been a sexual high for me and I felt really turned on
with this. My male buddy has often told me he believes
this came from my father doing this while bathing me.
This was truly a turn-on for me as Josh was also
fondling my breast and tweaking my nipples his lips
glazed across my back and shoulders. I only have a
slight memory of my day kissing the back of neck and
shoulders when I was about ten or eleven, but I
recollect how his fingers brushed my just bumps of
nipples, and his finger raked between my legs while
bathing me.
After some additional foreplay, we climbed out the
water and waited for our bodies to dry, and then we
dressed. Walking back to the hotel we stopped for a
drink at a bar and my dates wanted to know if the party
could continue. "You bet, I'm so keyed up for sex from
all those guys touching me during and after my dancing,
and what we just shared in the ocean, you guys aren't
even close to being done."
Once in the hotel room I did a short strip, then the
three of us lay down on the bed. One on each side of me
was really nice and I had learned to enjoy this from
swinging with my main squeeze. I held their twenty
something young cocks in my hands, then leaned over and
started sucking on Josh's cock. He was also slender in
the dick department but also was close to seven inches
long.
By the way fellows, I and other working girls' measure
from where the cock joins the torso at the bottom of a
man's stomach. So fellows don't say you have eight
inches, etc. by measuring from underneath your cock and
all the way back to your ass.
From then on that night, those Canadian brothers-in-law
sailors, deserved a medal for performance above and
beyond the call of duty. They manned their duty
stations in such a way that they proved they were men
who could and did ride the waves, with my body being
the waves!
While one would fuck me, the other would be getting
either a blow job or I was feeling a mouth suckling at
my puffed out elongated nipples. I remember once that
Josh seemed to be trying to take my whole 36C breast
into his mouth.
They, at one point, moved me around until I had both of
their cocks up my pussy at the same time. This was a
first for me but I can't really say I enjoyed it that
much as neither I nor they could stroked me much. One
thought I had as both of their cocks was in my pussy,
was it reminded me of a sausage stuffed with too much
meat and was about to burst.
At one point I was riding Josh, when Ted got behind me
and entered my ass. This I enjoyed but Ted asked Josh
to pull out from under me. Once it was only Ted and I,
my ass was pummeled deep and Ted's thrust up my bowels
were not only forceful, but like a vengeance to punish
me with his hard cock. His cock felt even longer in my
ass than when he was fucking my pussy. He slammed
against my hips with as much force as he could generate
in his inward strokes.
My memory of his fucking my will likely be with me the
rest of my life as ranks as likely the best in my ass
ever, ever my first time at age twenty-seven. The
memory of gripping the sheets and resting my head and
shoulders onto the bed, as I could cry and sob out from
the rough fuck Ted was giving my ass.
How long he did my ass I cannot even try to guess from
the minutes that passed. I remember once during a swing
party that a 24 year old stud, his description, fucked
me for 45 minutes. My mind assures me that Ted took my
ass even longer. Yet I rode with him and continued to
utter out for him to, "Fuck my ass, gawd whatever you
do, please don't stop." Then telling him, "Deep and
hard, oh yeah, deeper!"
After Ted and I had recovered from his anal marathon of
arduous stroking within my bowels, he rose from the bed
and went into the bathroom. When Ted returned he had a
warm washcloth with him. Ted washed my ass to remove
the residue from our anal coupling. As he washed me I
told him, "Thanks for being considerate." Ted replied,
"I do this for my wife after she lets me take her in
the ass."
Around five in the morning I took a cab from the hotel
to my apartment in Waikiki. My man woke up and asked me
how the night went, and did I dance on the ship? "Oh
yeah!" Laughing and making a funny face at the same
time, I continued telling him, "Not only did I dance on
the ship but I did the mattress shuffle until my moms
is sore and feels as if it was hit by a Mack, loaded
down, 18-wheeler."
Never had I felt my body pummeled and struck with such
force as I felt when those two Canadian sailors drove
their hard cocks into me. Even to this day, and with
all the hard cocks I had while working in Nevada's
brothels, have I ever felt bruised across my moms. I
still have recollections of how my clitoris felt as if
it had been repeatedly pounded with a carpenter's
mallet.
Rest assured, I enjoyed all those two sons of Canadian
mothers, and husbands with there at home Navy wives,
gave me when they fucked me that night. How many times
did those two sailors fuck me that night? I can't even
begin to determine - just numerous times I can assure
you.
Did I feel sorry for fucking those two sailors whose
wives likely believed they were staying true to them
while they were at home awaiting their ship's return.
But no more sorry than I did for the wives of married
men who were politicians, lawyers, policemen, laborers
and so on from the world of industry, while I worked in
the brothels. The only difference with these two
Canadian sailors was that they got it free! AND SO DID
I, OVER AND OVER THAT NIGHT!
Looking at my better half, I observed he was erect and
I knew what he wanted. Instead I looked in his eyes and
told him, "Baby Doll, no way, I'm so sore and bruised
so for now let me go to sleep." In fact, it was three
days before my man and I had sex after that wild night,
and you can be certain, I was still tender and bruised
even then three days later.
Thinking of the pleasures I've had from the sex life I
have lived, this is undoubtedly one of the most
memorable I've ever enjoyed outside my marriage. How
many other women in the world can say they did a full
strip show on board a naval fighting ship during
military sea maneuvers? Name one!
Continued...
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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