Lap Dance - part 4

The next morning, Charlotte got an alert from her bank. The rest of her scholarship had been deposited in her account. She breathed a huge sign of relief. Now she wasn't beholden to the Dean.

The next thing she did was to call a locksmith. Although it was against university rules to change the locks on her door, there was nothing in the rules about adding a lock, so that's what she did.

Now with her scholarship sorted and her apartment secure, Charlotte starting thinking about her next problem; her newly awakened libido. The Dean was right, she couldn't take up with inexperienced college boys, but where could she find suitable men to meet her needs. She decided to table the matter and got dressed for work.

When Charlotte got to the club, her friend pulled her aside.

"Sugar" she said, "are you still looking to make some extra cash?"

"Maybe. What would I need to do?"

"Well you would dance and strip for a private party. A bachelor party. It pays $2500."

"$2500!" Charlotte exclaimed "Why so much? How long?"

"Well that's the thing, it's an AYCF party and it's 5 hours."

"What's AYCF mean?" Charlotte asked warily.

"All You Can Fuck. The guys, they take turns fucking you one after the other.

Some guys fuck you once some will take 2 or 3 turns. It's kind if fun. They're usually very nice and will often give a big tip.

Most shoot their load in under a minute they are so amped up. About halfway through most are too drunk to get it up."

"But isn't that like, prostitution?"

"Honey you are thinking about this all wrong. You are an entertainer. You go to a party and you dance. Maybe you find some of the guys attractive and you fuck them. Simple as that. If you go out on a date and the guys pays your way, gives you some jewelry and then he fucks you, same thing."

"What about safety? What if things get out of hand?"

"There's a room in the back of the club. You've never seen it because its hidden behind shelves in the office. There's a padded table that the guys usually fuck you on and there's a panic button underneath. There's security right outside the door so if the men get out of hand, you press it and Drake comes in."

"The party is in the club?"

"Yes. This way the guys can tell their wives they are just going to a strip club for a bachelor party, not that they are going to get their balls milked dry. Most of the guys are married. Hell sometimes there isn't even a bachelor party, they just make it up as something to tell their wives."

"But 20 guys? I've only been with 1 guy."

"The guys will handle everything. You just lay there and think of how much you are making. Once you cum for the first time, you'll lube up enough to not get too sore. For the guys, it is a point of pride and competition among them to make you cum."

"Seriously?"

"Hell yeah. I often lose track of how many times I cum during these things. Never less than 10 times in 5 hours. Having so many guys want you is so hot. Believe me, I'd do this party too, but i have my cousin's wedding and they want a blonde."

Charlotte was called to dance so the conversation ended abruptly. While she was giving a lap dance, she starting thinking it through. If she could do a party a week, even once a month, she could be financially independent. No worrying about scholarships and eating nothing but ramen to save money. She would be able to help her famy too.

In one of her psychology classes, Charlotte had learned about compartmentalization. It is walling parts of yourself off or putting certain experiences in a box and shutting the lid. She had already done that with stripping and fucking the Dean. Why not this?

When she finished the dance, she found her friend.

"I'll do it. Just let me know where and when and what to wear."

Charlotte didn't know whether to be excited or scared. When Saturday night came, she put on her Catholic School girl outfit and went into the office. The owner, Sal, was chewing on his half smoked cigar and eyed her lecherously.

"Lucky fucking bastards getting to tap your tight cunt. Are you ready?"

Charlotte gulped, but nodded. He showed her the room and where the panic button was. Then he left.

The room was rather large and had 2 large leather sofas. There were 3 big screen TVs with porn playing on them, a bar with barstools and a dart board. The couches made a rough circle in the middle of which was what looked like a massage table covered with towels. There was a shelf underneath it with more towels and a bottle of lube.

She was just about to open one of the cupboards when a door opened and 21 men of all shapes and sizes walked in. Most of them appeared to be in their late 40s or early 50s. Some were fat, some were bald and some were just vile.

"Hi she said shyly. I'm Chastity."

"Hi Chastity. Holy fuck you are fresh. Are we going to take your cherry?"

Charlotte blushed as he was alot closer to the truth than he probably realized.

Another guy called out, "Fuck she's blonde. I guess we are going to find out if she's a real blonde."

Laughter.

"Chastity, I've been saving it up for days. Can't wait to paint those tits white."

Chuckles all around.

Someone put on music, drinks were passed around and Charlotte did her usual strip tease act. Some of the men were in various stages of underdress. Most were hard. Charlotte was completely nude except for her string bikini bottom.

The men then seemed shy. Almost afraid to touch her. One guy reached between her legs as she walked by and said "Fuck! She's already wet! Bitch wants it."

The leader of the group stood up on one of the couches and called out, "Gentleman, let's go over some rules."

The men let out some boos.

"We have Chastity here for 5 hours. Everyone is getting laid tonight."

The men interrupted with clapping and chants of "Hoo Hoo."

The man continued, "Since it is Michael's bachelor party, he gets to go first. In order to maximize our time, get hard and get in line. We don't want Chastity empty for too long. Fuck her, cum and get out so the next guy can go.

You can go as many times as you can get it up."

Snickers and cheers.

"There's viagra in the bathroom if you need it. John is going to be our statistician. He's going to keep track of how many times everyone goes, who makes her cum and how many times. There will be prizes for anyone who makes her squirt and for anyone who can fuck her 5 times. There will also be recognition for biggest load, best placement etc."

"Let's get to the fucking. Time to ride this bitch till she screams and begs for more." One of the men called out.

Applause all around. Chastity shimmed off her G string and hopped up on the table. She couldn't believe how wet she was. She was so aroused from the dancing and the prospect of fucking a group of total strangers.

Michael was pushed forward. He was an awkward geeky man in his late 40s. Chastity wondered if he was a virgin.

He stared at her frozen. "Guys, I can't do this. I can't cheat on Lisa."

"Fuckin pussy" a man yelled, "step aside and let the real men show you how it's done."

The man was probably 50, 6 feet tall and 270. He had a big belly that spilled over the top of his belt. He wore a gold wedding band. He grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed it then bent forward and kissed each nipple. He pushed her gently so she lay back on the table. A trickle of wetness ran down her thigh.

"Looks like someone needs to be fucked," he said so everyone could hear.

Charlotte bit her lip and nodded. She really did need to be fucked.

The man opened his belt and undid his fly. He took out his cock which was one of the biggest Charlotte had ever seen. It had to be 10 inches and the girth was like a sausage. He ran the tip of his penis along the length of her opening. It shone with her wetness. He then tapped her clit with the head of his penis over and over.

Charlotte threw her head back and moaned as he continued to hit her clit with his cock. He stuck two fingers inside of her and ran the pad of his thumb along her throbbing clit. She was on the verge of orgasm and he knew it.

"I could make you cum like this, but I want the points for your orgasm."

And with that, his raw penis plunged into her.

"Fuck! She's tight" he grunted.

After about a minute of hard fucking, he started fingering her clit. She was bucking her hips up to meet his fingers when she got caught up in a blinding orgasm. She was so out of it after, it took a moment for her to realize the first guy had cum on her tits and the next guy was already inside of her.

"Ah Ah, oh god I'm going to cum" he cried out as he deposited a huge load on her stomach.

Someone wiped up her breasts and stomach as the next guy entered her unceremoniously. His cock was average in size, but thick. He fucked her faster than the first two and she was moving up and down the table. She liked the faster pace and his cock made her feel very full. It didn't take long before she came again.

"Look! She coming all over my fucking dick. The whore loves being fucked." the guy inside of her yelled to the crowd. He started to moan and pulled out and walked two steps to her head and came on her face.

Someone handed her a towel and she wiped herself up while the 4th guy took his turn. Things continued like that for about 2 hours. When all of the guys had taken a turn, Michael came up to her, rock hard cock in hand.

"Michael! Michael! Fuck her! Fuck her!" the men chanted in unison.

Michael entered her and let out a loud moan as he sunk in her.

"Fuck!" he cried out as he started to move. In under 30 seconds he moaned again and shot his load deep inside of her.

When he pulled out, the men gave him congratulatory slaps on the back. Charlotte peered up at the stats board. She had been fucked 21 times and had 6 orgasms. All in 2 hours! She hoped things would slow down now that every had their first turn or she might not survive 3 more hours.

Someone helped her down and gave her a glass of water and a plate of food. She gobbled it down and drained her glass. She was famished and was growing tired.

One of the men beckoned her to the couch and she nestled in the crook of his arm. She was completely naked and he was wearing nothing but boxer shorts, yet she felt safe laying on him. He rubbed her shoulders and arms as another guy rubbed her feet and legs.

Charlotte must have dozed off from the massage. When she woke she was on the table on her stomach with her legs dangling off.

The guy she had cuddled with was teasing her opening with his cock. He entered her with a deep groan and began moving in and out making a thwacking sound as his pelvis hit her ass. She grabbed onto the sides of the table to steady herself. By the time he emptied himself inside of her, a dozen other men had lined up for their turn.

17 men took a second turn fucking her from behind. A puddle of cum had formed on the floor between her feet. She had come 4 times over the course of the next hour. She glanced at the clock and saw that there was only a half an hour to go. She was so tired and was getting sore.

Charlotte was rolled to her back again and 5 men lined up for round 3. The had her grab her legs behind the knee and hold herself open. Her swollen clit was so exposed she came with every guy. She just couldn't contain the waves of pleasure that rolled over her like the wind.

The guy who had massaged her on the couch came up for a fourth time, but this time he put 3 fingers inside of her then four. He was fucking her with his hand and the heel of his hand was bumping into her clit with every thrust. Despite her fatigue and how many times she had already cum, she started arching her lower back to meet his hand thrust for thrust.

"Fuck you are insatiable" the man murmured and shoved his whole fist into her greedy pussy. Several of the men gathered around to watch. This sent Charlotte over the edge and she started moaning and bucking like a mechanical bull as she squirted all over his hand.

When Charlotte woke up a few minutes later, everyone had gone. There was an envelope on the coffee table with her name on it. It contained $3000 in cash. They had given her a $500 tip!

Charlotte got dressed in her baggy sweats and t shirt and stuffed her stripping outfit in her bag. On her way out, she saw Sal, the owner.

"That was fucking hot. Lucky bastards getting to plow you like that over and over. By the way you enjoyed yourself I take it you'd do it again?"

Fuck had he watched? Was there a camera in the room?

"Um yeah it was good. I would definitely do it again, but probably need a few days to recover" she said somewhat embarrassed to admit how sore she was."

"Of course! We'll see you tomorrow for your regular act and I'll let you know if another party requiring your skill set opens up."

On the bus ride home Charlotte relived the memories of the night. She felt sexually sated and put the experience in a box and shut the lid as she exited the bus and went back to being a student.

Charlotte took a shower, rubbed baby oil on her swollen pussy lips and crawled into bed. She had just started to doze off when she heard a key in the lock and then a thud as the weight of the door met the resistance of the new deadbolt. Charlotte smiled to herself and fell asleep.

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