My girlfriends and I were having a night out to see the touring male strippers. We were having fun and towards the end of the show out came the hottest one of the lot. Tall, blonde, muscular and he could really dance. The song was Male Stripper by Man 2 Man Meets Man Parish. He came up the aisle and then stepped up to my chair! He grabbed my hands and ran them down his chest. He looked down and asked 'what are you doing later?' My reply? 'You'. He winked and continued his dance. About half an hour after the show he came out wearing a pair of faded blue jeans, a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket. He walked across, put his arms around me and gave me a long, slow kiss. 'My motel or your place?' He asked. As I drove us home he ran his hand up and down my bare thigh.

Home to wine and music. I joked that I had the track Male Stripper. He asked me to put it on. He sat me down in a chair and proceeded to do a very private strip. As he began I could see a bulge in his jeans. He sensuously peeled off his clothes to the beat of Male Stripper. I was so aroused. Before long he stood before me in a pair jocks. The bulge was enormous. He kissed me, my head was back, my eyes closed and when I opened them he was naked. An engorged 8.5 inch cock was right in front of me and I ran my tongue over it before I finally took as much as I could in my mouth and throat. He moaned as his cock slid down my throat. I ran one hand down the shaft and started gently kneading his balls as my mouth slid up and down his shaft. He pulled me up from the chair and again kissed me passionately as his hands explored my body. He slowly peeled off my clothes kissing each part of my body as it was revealed.

Once I was naked he led me into the bedroom. He pushed me down onto the bed gently and buried his face between my legs. I don't know how many times I came before he slowly ran his tongue up my stomach and chest and then kissed me again. I could taste my juices in the kiss as our tongues entwined. He looked into my eyes and asked 'do you want me?' I remember moaning 'yes' as he slid his cock into me as he stared into my eyes. I wrapped my legs around his waist as we began the age old rhythm of love. I could feel every inch of him as he slid in and out of my soaking, wet pussy. I remember closing my eyes and he said 'no, look into my eyes. I want to see your eyes when you come. Tell me when you are going to come!' We locked eyes as the rhythm quickened and finally I screamed 'I'm coming' and we both came, looking into the eyes of the other. It was the most amazing experience of my life.

We spent that night exploring each other's bodies and made love in every position, and I think, in nearly every room of the house! When I drove him back to the motel the next day he gave me his business card which had his photo on it. We have kept in touch over the years and have had many repeat performances. I still carry the card and I still think of him as my "Male Stripper".