Lapdancing Girlfriend Ch. 05

Jen's her lower abdomen immediately heated up as she realized he meant each of these men could end up fucking her on film. Sean stated the fact as if he were talking about them talking about the weather and coming across each of the men on a normal basis, as opposed to her actually having sex with them. Being surrounded by men who could very well end up having sex with her was embarrassing; however, she could not deny the thrill she also felt, looking around at the men—all unbelievably handsome—and wondering what sex with them would be like.

"Sean here's the lucky bastard," said a dark-haired man who reintroduced himself as Jonathon. "He told us what a natural you were on the set, but he didn't even come close to saying how hot you are in person," he told her as Jen felt herself blushed at the compliment and the man's direct look.

"I agree with Jonny," said Carl sitting next to her. "He told us you gave him the best blowjob he's ever had, as well as the best lay, which is high praise coming from Sean," he said as they all laughed, holding up their drinks in a toast.

Jen's was surprised and uncomfortable at how freely and openly the men talked about sex, not only with her, but in general. She let them do most of the talking, their open and frank discussions about 'the business' as well as the quirks of other women they had 'worked with' on the set surprising her, and ultimately putting her at ease. They chatted about sex like normal people discussing day-to-day happenings. It was a part of their lives and an actual job, those lives merely revolving around fucking other people in front of a camera.

Trying to calm her nerves, Jen finished her drink and poured another as she listened to them talk while looking around the club.

Velvet and Christopher were in their own little world making out on the chair across from her, as if there was nobody else around them. Watching her assistant behave so openly, combined with the lighting and steady beat of the club music actually allowed her to relax. The atmosphere was remarkably similar to her working at the club, and as she listened to the men talk about various sets they had done, her misgivings about the men having any preconceived notions about her having sex with Sean vanished, no longer feeling out of place.

While half-listening to the men talk and aware of Velvet and Christopher making out before them, Jen turned her attention back to the crowd dancing. The music blaring from the speakers seamlessly transitioned into a club version of 'People Like Us' by Kelly Clarkson as the bodies on the dance floor jumped and moved to the heavy beat.

Finishing her second drink Jen felt the warmth of the vodka in her stomach. Suddenly she was startled as Velvet, got up and grabbed Jen's hand, dragging her out to the dance floor.

Making a space for themselves amongst the writhing crowd, the girls began to dance, the music overwhelming them as they began to move their bodies. All nervousness Jen felt was vanquished by the combination of alcohol and surrounding dancing mob mentality, as well as the general festive mood.

As both girls were professional dancers, they moved naturally and seductively to the rhythm of the song, quickly drawing the attention of everybody around them. Lost in the music, Jen barely noticed the people watching her and Velvet, some even stopping and cheering them on as the two women moved alluringly to the song.

By the time the next song began—Afrojack's 'As Your Friend'—the guys had joined them, the six men encircling the two girls and dancing with both of them and neither of them at the same time.

Jen let the music take control, moving as she would any night in the club, her body moving in a combination of seductiveness, allure, and sensuality as she closed her eyes and let the her body follow the song, losing herself in one of the things she loved the most, dancing.

She became lost in the music, her experience as a stripper completely at the forefront as she finally opened her eyes, surprised to see everybody around her—including the guys and Velvet—having stopped dancing, instead watching her move. She smiled, stripper Diamond now in control and more comfortable than ever dancing before a crowd. Now aware of an audience, she continued to move, only this time smiling passionately and making eye contact with each the men around her as well as others in the crowd surrounding them.

Velvet caught her attention and pointed up, and as Diamond turned raised her arms and slowly turned her body she was startled to see herself dancing on the monitors in the club. Once again she felt a thrill run through her; she was in her true element, dancing to a crowd as most of the men watched her hungrily as if she were their next meal. Even some of the women looked at her intensely as she danced.

She smiled as she heard several of the guys yell out with the song, "I'ma fuck that pussy!" as she ran her hands over her body, still smiling broadly at them and meeting their eye contact directly.

A few minutes ago she would have been embarrassed; however, her stripper mentality was now in complete control as she moved her body, completely comfortable at being the desired object of everybody's attention, moving in beat with the song which merged into Ke$ha's 'C'mon.'

Dance club dancing was no different than strip club dancing—other than more bouncing and less nudity. As such, Diamond let her body go, undulating naturally to the thrumming beat of the songs while her breasts and hair bounced, her skirt leaping up and flashing her ass repeatedly as she moved in time to the music.

The crowd around her again applauded before starting to once again dance around her and she smiled as the guys moved closer, slowly surrounding her. Christopher and Velvet paired off leaving Diamond surrounded by five handsome guys completely enjoying herself.

She was completely caught up in the nightclub's atmosphere, moving with the music as the guys danced around her. She danced with each of them in turn, rotating her body towards each man for a few moments, dividing her attention equally between them. She was dancing with all of them, each of them, and none of them as she moved. Although more accustomed to being on stage by herself than with a partner, she easily adapted, moving her body to the steady beat.

After only a couple of songs she had a soft sheen of sweat covering her body—not surprising since these were club remixes and one song could be over ten minutes. Diamond did not care, losing herself into the music as she undulated her body to everybody's obvious pleasure.

Occasionally the monitors would again focus upon her dancing, and Diamond felt a thrill each time the people around her cheered. It was exhilarating to have so many people watching her as she moved expertly to the rhythm of the music, getting high off the joy of dancing.

Glancing to Christopher and Velvet, she saw Velvet had her back against him, rubbing her ass seductively against his crotch, giving him his own personal lap dance. Unlike a club though, he was not holding back from touching her, his hands moving across the front of her body, sliding across her breasts to her stomach, up her arms and into her hair, and then repeating, while Velvet continued to move seductively against him, obviously enjoying herself.

The beat subtly changed and Diamond knew the next song was coming on, the new one a bit slower but still having a deep electro-rhythm. Her body easily transitioned to the new song, moving seductively as the song built to a crescendo and she eventually recognized a dance mix version of Maroon 5's 'Daylight.'

Diamond was momentarily startled when hands wrapped around her bare waist, and looking over her shoulder, saw the blond-haired guy—Carl—holding her.

Unruffled at the close contact, she instead began swaying her hips back and forth across his crotch similar to Velvet's dancing with Chris. She smiled as she felt his grip tighten upon her, pulling her more tightly against him as they both moved to the beat of the song.

Diamond raised her hands over her head, pulling her hair up and letting it fall as she moved her body up and down with the pulse of the crowd. As she moved her ass rubbed against Carl's crotch, grinning when he pulled her tighter against him as he began grinding his crotch against into her ass.

She was momentarily taken aback when Carl's hands moved up to cup her breasts, but seeing men pawing all the other women around them she kept dancing. It was not the first time she was felt up on a dance floor, and in her profession it would not be the last she thought as she continued to move her body to the song.

The guy with the buzz cut—Steve she recalled—moved up in front of her and began matching her body's motion with his own. He smiled at her as he reached forward, his hands snaking around her waist until he was cupping her ass. She was startled when Carl suddenly let her go, allowing Steve to pull her against him. Not missing a stride, Diamond moved easily against his chest, still jumping up and down as she rubbed her body against his, dancing to the music while his hands moved over her backside, then up her bare back over and over.

Although such intimate contact in the strip club would normally upset her, in a nightclub setting with all the bodies around her doing similar or even more extreme variations, she chalked it up to part of the experience, instead letting her body go with the flow of the music.

A remix of 'Closer' by Tegan and Sarah transitioned throughout the club as Diamond was suddenly passed off to Jonathon, the tall handsome man with short-cut dark, hair, smiling as he pulled her against him like Carl, his crotch rubbing against her ass while she undulated against him. Meanwhile his hands roamed across her stomach, occasionally reaching up to slide across her breasts, even moving up to her neck and her hair before reversing their journey across her body back down to her hips.

Diamond was having fun, glad she had agreed to come out as she moved her body seductively to the songs. She was totally caught up in the revelry of the nightclub scene, admitting both Mr. DeWight and Velvet had been right, she had needed to get out, completely lost in the music as she was slowly transferred to each of the guys, gyrating continuously to the beat of the songs.

When another song came on she told the guys she needed a drink. They all nodded and told her Tom, a muscular shaven head guy who she had not noticed has left, had already gone to the table to get them all drinks, so with the guys in tow behind her, they made their way through the crowd back to the VIP area.

As they sat down Carl said Tom, "Have you got the lady's drink ready? She worked up quite a thirst out there," he laughed with the others.

Jen agreed with him, her body covered by a sheen of sweat, although she felt more alive and herself than ever, eager to get back out on the dance floor.

Tom handed her a glass, "Just want the lady needs," he told her with a smile as she took the glass, taking a big drink. Her eyes widened slightly at the taste, apparently a different brand of vodka than what she had before, as the drink's taste left a sharp bite to her tongue, but being thirsty from all the dancing, quickly downed the drink.

Tom was now sitting next to her on her right, and as she finished her first drink he poured her another. This time she noted he poured her a drink from the Grey Goose bottle she had started with, and taking a tentative sip, affirmed he must have given her another brand, as this drink went down much smoother.

As they relaxed around the table she began to loosen up more, talking with the guys good naturedly about how Jonathon grew up on a farm, Carl in New York, and so forth, as well as bits and pieces of her own life--how she had gotten into dancing, her plans to go to college, and even some of her plans with the other dancers in the clubs and her mentorship program. Jen discovered Sean had actually grown up only an hour away from her, both of them surprised to learn their schools had played football against each other. Even more surprising was her discovering he knew her little sister Suzanne, mentally making a note to call her sibling the first chance she got, ashamed at being so preoccupied with everything happening to her these past few weeks that she had ignored calling her.

"I can't believe how fucking awesome you dance," Tom said to her, drawing her attention to him as the other guys agreed.

"I've seen some of your videos online and seeing you in person is even more amazing," Jonathon said next to Tom as she blushed, wondering what other videos he had watched.

Her attention was drawn to her other side as Carl handed her another vodka on the rocks. She had not even realized she had already drank the other glass, being engrossed in her discussions with Tom and Jonathon. Taking a long pull of the clear fluid she once again noted the bitter taste to it, thanking Carl while telling him she usually drank Grey Goose, knowing he obviously had poured her drink from one of the other bottles of vodka on the table.

However, not being one to let a drink go to waste, she finished her glass as she talked with the men, eventually getting handed a fourth drink by Carl. Taking a sip she thanked him, stating this drink tasted much better.

Finishing the drink, Jen was feeling a warm buzz from the alcohol, her body having a heated flushed. Although her body was definitely feeling the effects of the drinks, the music seemed to play even clearer, and even the conversations around her more focused and precise as she talked with the men.

She had to admit she was having a good time, and when the guys asked if she wanted to dance some more, quickly accepted.

As she stood up she suddenly stumbled and leaned into Steve, not due to drunken tipsiness, but instead because it seemed as if the room suddenly exploded in color, everything becoming clearer and more precise to her. She was sharply aware of Steve's hand around her waist and without thinking leaned further into him, the closeness of his body sending a thrill through her as she absently ran her hand up his chest.

As Steve and the other guys smiled at her Jen laughed, telling them she probably had drank too much too quickly as they made their way back out on the dance floor.

Jen did not see Velvet or Christopher, but was not concerned as they moved into the large mass of people as she started moving to the song playing loudly and clearly across the speakers—'Party Over' by Amelia Lily.

Jen's body felt more alive than ever as she moved in time to the beat, easily adapting to the rhythm changes of the remix, soon lost in her own dance, her body moving seductively as the lights and crowd surrounded her. She was acutely aware of every note of the song, mesmerized at the flashing lights and movement of the people around her, the sights and sounds almost overwhelming her.

Diamond laughed openly, feeling wonderful, laughing in pure enjoyment as her body moved to the song. No longer even remotely shy, she moved her hands across her body, touching her thighs, ass, crotch, stomach, and breasts, sending chills deep within her stomach as her hands glided across her body.

She smiled openly when Sean moved up to her, his hands wrapping around her waist firmly as she smirked up at him, her body moving with his to the throbbing rhythm of the song. He pulled her forward against him and she felt a warm rush of pleasure run through her as his obviously male physique flushed against hers, her breasts pressed tightly against his chest as each of them moved with the steady beat of the song.

Diamond was enjoying herself as she looked up at him. Sean too was smiling and as she grinned in response, she wrapped her arms around his neck, the feel of his body something she seemed to need. Without warning but not surprising her, he lowered his head to hers and Diamond immediately opened her mouth, accepting his kiss as his tongue invaded her mouth, dancing with her own as their bodies continued moving to the music.

Diamond's body became impassioned, her pulse thundering through her both from the exertion of dancing as well as Sean's kiss, his hands sliding all over her back, her ass, her arms. She had a sudden flashback of kissing him on the set, her thoughts suddenly leaping ahead as his large cock entered her, pumping deeply into her, practically expecting his cock to come out of her chest. She vividly recalled her breasts swaying and sliding across the kitchen island as he fucked her on the set, and unbidden came a deep moan, echoing within Sean's mouth.

Sean broke away from the kiss and as Diamond looked up at him with another smile, her breath panting with desire as she continued to dance to the pulse of the song.

The music transitioned into a slower song as she suddenly recognized 'We Are Never Getting Back Together' by Taylor Swift. She never would have thought this could have been a dancing song, but the club remix felt right as her body moved to the steady bounce of the song's beat.

She was abruptly turned pulled against Carl's chest, and as they danced, she looked at him, her face close to his, both of them smiling and locking their gazes at each other. Without any hesitation he moved his face closer and Diamond met him head on, their mouths melding as the song played.

Carl moaned within her mouth as his hands clutched her ass, grinding her pelvis into his as their tongues danced.

He broke off his kiss, and Diamond felt a fire burning deep within her core, fanning out to her breasts and stomach and the rest of her body. Once again Carl pulled her against him, his mouth clamping onto hers as her body was pressed tightly against his muscular chest. Diamond could feel his erection through is pants and this time she was the one to moan, both of them continuing to dance as they made out on the dance floor.

He broke away as the transition for the next song, 'Locked out of Heaven' by Bruno Mars played. Immediately Jonathon was in front of her and as he moved his hands around Diamond's waist she did not pause as she moved her body forward against his, meeting his mouth as their tongues began to dance before even their own bodies began to writhe to the beat of the music.

Diamond's body was on fire, the closeness of the man something she craved, wishing she could crawl over him, wanting to feel his body pressed against her even more tightly.

She moaned into his mouth when somebody else suddenly press against her back, their hands moving around and squeezing her breasts.

Diamond's moans of pleasure were lost inside Jonathon's mouth as she was sandwiched between the two men, one kissing her and groping her ass while another ground his pelvis against her ass, feeling up her tits. That the guy pressing his crotch against her ass was also against Jonathon's hands did not even strike her as strange. In her lost wave of lust she figured if they were comfortable with it, she definitely was as her body thrummed with heat at the two men's attention upon her.

Diamond's desire burned hotly as the lights, fog, and people around her took no notice of her completely being dominated by the two men.

Jonathon broke off and she was startled when she was spun around, seeing the guy behind her being Tom. Without a pause their lips immediately met, their tongues dancing in cadence to the song as she pressed her body against him, their movements rubbing all over him.

She felt Jonathon press against her back, moaning into Tom's mouth as her breasts were suddenly engulfed within her halter top by the man's hands, Jonathon's body grinding into her ass just as Tom had done earlier while she continued to move seductively between both men, lost in her own lust.