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Watching the Dancers

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Watching the Dancers by ArtistI love this site. I've been beating off to these letters every night. I want to share one of my best masturbation experiences with you.When I was in high school a friend invited me one night to drive with him to a strip club. I'd never been to one before, and I was incredibly excited when we arrived. There were three stages in a big room, loud music, and a bar along one end. The place was filled with men sitting at tables around the stages. My friend picked a table and we sat down, and I was suddenly closer to a naked woman then I had ever been before.She was wearing a shiny silver bikini with white fuzz. She was beautiful and sultry, and the sexiest sight I had ever seen. I had the hardest hard-on of my life, and I just knew everyone else was stiff in their pants, too. We watched the woman dance for about ten minutes, and I thought I'd explode. Every now and then I'd act like I had an itch and move my hand under the table, but of course it was only to give my hard shaft a couple of quick, furtive gropes. I really wanted to pull it out and start beating off right there while watching her, and not being able to was terribly frustrating, and kept me at a fever pitch.Then her set was over, and out came a woman a little bigger than the first - larger breasts, a more bountiful ass. She was wearing a pair of almost-shredded cutoff shorts, and a white tank top. She obviously had no bra on - I could clearly see her aureoles, and her nipples were at attention. They showed dark through the white cotton, small hard red-brown bumps. The shirt clung to her skin with perspiration, and stuck to the bottom of her nipples and her breasts, outlining them, causing them to cast shadows on her chest as she moved, making her nipples look even longer and harder. I couldn't believe how much this turned me on! Whenever she bent over the fabric of the denim would crawl up between her legs, and I could see her pubic hair. I could just convince myself I could see her pussy lips sometimes. She had a beautiful face with short, dark hair cut in a pageboy. She was dancing to rock records, and the way she moved was pure sex. I was about an inch away from shooting off in my pants for about a half-hour while we were at that bar.Then out of nowhere my friend says "Let's go," and gets up and walks out. It's his car, so I follow him out and into the car, and he heads out to the highway. I asked him where we were going, and he said "Nowhere," so I just sat back in the seat.I was still under the influence of the dancer with the tank top, so I just leaned back and closed my eyes, seeing her in my head. I had put my hands in my lap, so with a little motion I could gently stroke my cock with my right forearm. I tried to be very subtle about it so he wouldn't notice.After a while we stopped in a pullover near a field. There was enough moonlight to tell that the place was empty. He stopped the car and put his seat back, his hands crossed over his chest. "That was some bar," he said. "What'd you think? Did you like it?"Now here I am half-masturbating in the car to the woman we just saw, but I wanted to sound cool. "Yeah," I said, "that last woman was really hot.""Fuck yeah," he said, "I've been hard since she came out." He reached out and put his hand over his crotch. "She's my favorite dancer. That's why I came tonight." He left his hand there, but I could see he was gently squeezing his bulge. He turned to me and caught me looking. "God, I really want to jack off right now," he said, and looked right at me while he started moving his hand up and down over his groin.I moved my own hand over my crotch and wrapped my right fist around my shaft. "Me too," I said, and started to move my hand up and down. Now he was watching me, so I moved my left arm to the side and reached in to finger my balls with my left hand."Fuck," he said, "Let's do it." He lifted his ass up and pulled down his jeans. I clenched my hand around my pole as I saw his white jockeys come into view. I could see his cock pressing out against the fabric, and I started to pump my hand on my own shaft. He pushed his jeans all the way down to his ankles, and then pulled his jockeys down there too. Then he settled back in his seat and looked right at me as he spit into his right hand, and then wrapped it around his hard cock. He smiled, and said "That's better."In a flash I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it open, then I unsnapped my pants and pushed them and my briefs down over my knees. I put my hands back where they were, my right hand around my hot pole and my left holding my nuts, massaging them.I knew I wouldn't last long but the feeling was so great I wanted it to last forever. He closed his eyes and made a short grunt, and then we both broke loose, moaning and groaning really loudly in the car, letting each other know how good it felt as we stroked ourselves off. He was saying things like "Uh, fuck, yeah, oh, yeah, her fucking ass was so sexy I wanted to lick her cunt man oh fuck I love her clothes" and I was saying the same sort of thing, both of us whacking away with each other thinking about the same woman. "I can see you fucking her," I said, watching him beat his cock, "I can see it, your cock going in and out, fucking cock man, unh, fucking slippery hard cock" and I could feel it on my cock too and he was grunting along. I started talking about her nipples but I was running out of breath and getting too close to stop and I shouted "I'm gonna cum!" and then he said, "Yeah, go, me too, pump that cock yeah!" and we were both shooting and shouting and watching each other as I blasted off, firing white shots onto my chest while he made one big shot and then a long drizzle of cum that covered his cockhead and rolled down his fist while we were screaming together.We sat there for about five minutes just catching our breath. I looked at him and said, "That was great." He smiled and said, "Oh yeah. Wanna go back there and then do it again?"I was stunned, but so horny I couldn't say no! "That's an incredibly great idea! Yeah!" So we both got our clothes composed, and we drove back to the bar. He said that the place he'd pulled off was very private, so he was sure it would empty when we went back again later. I said I couldn't wait.