A Strippers Tale Ch. 05

I went to the lake on Saturday and met up with my cousin and our friends. Everyone was partying hard, and I got pretty high.

"I hear you have a new girlfriend," Carrie asked.

"I guess you could call it that."

"I hear she's a stripper," Carrie said with a smirk.

"Yep and a pretty fucking hot one too Carrie."

"Lucky you." She said, walking away.

A few minutes later, Vince came and stood by me, and we both watched the fire crackling for a bit.

"How many people have you told about Katya, Vince?"

"Everyone."

"What the fuck Vince."

"I'm proud of you, cuz."

"Did it ever fucking occur to you that maybe I'd like our friends to not pre judge her?"

Vince just stood there for a minute studying the fire.

"So she's got her hooks in you." He said.

"Jealous?" I asked.

"Definitely," he retorted. "You're a big boy. Just be careful."

"OK, Dad."

I strolled away and didn't feel much like being there. This turned into a downer. So I left.

I wanted to be with Katya, but I also didn't want to go hang out at her job. It would be weird on too many levels.

I went to Doodies and hung with some other guys I knew from work and drank until closing.

I knew Katia wouldn't be back until after 2 if she came to my place at all. My phone rang.

"Chaz!" Katia said.

"Hi, what's goin on?"

"We had a really good night."

"Great! Do you want to come over?"

"Melissa is having a little late-night celebration at her place. Do you want to meet me there?"

"I don't know."

"Oh, Please." Then I hear in the background, Please come, Chaz, we all want to meet you."

"Who's that?"

"That was Melissa, but all the girls want you to come. We can sleep in tomorrow."

I heard giggling. "OK," I said, "text me the address."

"Awesome. We'll all be there in like 10 minutes."

I plugged the address in, and it said 15 minutes. As I pulled up, I could see the forms inside the apartment as silhouettes through the drawn shades, dancing around to music playing. I guess I would have thought dancing was the last thing they would want to do after a night of work.

I knocked, but the music was loud. The door was unlocked, so I walked in. All 6 of them were nude, and I was the only guy there.

Melissa came running up to me, "Chaz!" Hugging me pressing her big tits into my chest.

Katya and I made eye contact. She was feeling no pain. "I'm so glad you're with Katya; she'll take good care of you," Melissa said.

What an odd thing to say, I thought. Shouldn't the statement be, 'I know you'll take good care of Katya?' I shrugged it off and simply said, "Thanks, I'm crazy about her."

Melissa squealed.

Katya wrapped herself around me and kissed me deeply. "I've missed you."

"Me too," I said.

We went and sat on the sofa, and Katya didn't stay down for 10 seconds. She was back up dancing. Here I am in a room of very hot women all dancing around in front of me. They were all bending over or shaking their tits at me which made me laugh. It was crazy.

Slowly, they all came and sat near me. One on each side of me, and the other girls on the floor in front of me. Katya sat on my lap.

"How come every time I sit on your lap, you have a hard on?" She said.

I blushed deeply.

Carolyn gasped, "Oh my god, he's shy!"

"No, I'm not. Just, just a little embarrassed. You are all naked and very hot."

"It's not fair, is it, Chaz?" One girl said.

"No, it's not," Melissa said.

I looked at them all and for the first time in my life, I felt like the hunted. No longer the hunter.

Katya turned to me and whispered in my ear, "Let's get you undressed."

"Katya," was all I said. They were all tugging at my limbs to get me to stand and were pulling my clothing from my body, and loving the attention, I did nothing to resist. I'm sure I still looked nervous, which probably added to their predatory desires.

By the time my undershorts came off, there was a collective gasp and "Oooh" as my now hard cock sprung free.

"Can you dance, Chaz?" Katya asked, "I've never seen you dance."

They all started dancing around me, and I did my best to dance as best I could in my best full monty impression. They all just slowly and naturally dropped off and were in various states of relaxation on the sofa, armchair, and on the floor, with only me and Katya still dancing. Katya went to sit, and I went to follow her.

"Keep dancing for us, Chaz. You look hot," she said.

God, I felt so weird. I'm naked dancing for a bunch of very hot women. Strippers no less. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to disappoint Katya, but at the same time, I was feeling like this wasn't at all normal.

They were all giggling and cheering me on.

"Chaz, you look so good!"

Katya got up again and came to me, "Do you like dancing for me, baby?"

"It's a little weird, Katya. Is this making you happy?"

"Sooo happy." She said with a big smile on her face."

Then I felt a pair of tits against my back and there was a nude body dancing in rhythm with mine from behind. It was Melissa.

"You look so hot, Chaz," Katya said.

Then a hand came from behind and was wrapped around my now raging hard on, and the motion of her hand was in sync with my body motion as we moved together. I'm not sure what was hotter, her body pressing against me from behind or her hand moving up and down on my cock.

"You are a stud, Chaz," Katya said again, watching me, as she sat back down and was lightly stroking herself with her legs spread a little in front of me.

That hand was making me buck. I was pretty high, and now I was pretty wound up.

I looked at Katya, and she said, "Not yet, baby." And the hand was pulled away.

My dancing was causing me to thrust toward a hand that was no longer there. I felt a little frantic to get it back.

"Do you want to cum for me baby?" Katya asked.

And then I said, "Yes, please."

The hand came back and was now engulfing my cock in some kind of cream. I thought I was going to explode, and her hand was taken away again. Then two more girls were sitting in front of me on the sofa, stroking themselves, watching me twitch, moan, and beg in front of them.

"Katya, let her jerk me off again."

The hand came back. She seemed to know I was at my edge and stopped. I know I was jerking in the air, and my dance was now more of a convulsion to orgasm.

"Should I let you come, Chaz?"

"Please, Katya. Yes, Please let me cum."

The hand now came around and was just 2 finger stroking my head. I needed to explode.

"Beg for me, baby."

"Please Katya, may I cum?"

Those 2 fingers came back. Now I'm groaning and moaning unrestrained. "Please, let me cum!"

I added, "I'll do anything you say."

"What was that?" Katya said, "Anything?"

"Please, yes, anything, anything. Just let me cum."

"Call me Mistress, baby," Katia said. Now, one finger started stroking my length, and I was no longer dancing, but just thrusting.

"Oh God," I grabbed myself and said, "Please mistress may I cum."

I have no idea how or where those words came from and I started jerking myself in front of these women and came so uncontrollably, my knees buckled and I fell to the floor stroking my cock.

She has made me a submissive man. I was dumbfounded. I've been humiliated. Oh God, how did I let this happen?

"Oh, Chaz, I didn't give you permission. You bad boy."

"God, Katya," I wanted to leave. I was so embarrassed.

All together, now all the girls were consoling me. "That was incredible, Chaz. It's OK. We loved it. You made us all horny. It's ok. Don't be ashamed. We all love to cum.

Katya, got on the floor next to me and put her hand on my side and said, "if you want, like I promised, we can go and you can suck and fuck me."