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Exotic Dancer - Naval Operations
by Sweet Irish (address withheld)

***

This is a story of a "Professional Lady" working in 
Nevada Brothels. The story here is a continuation of 
Exotic Dancer contained in Directory 25. (M+F, ped, 
prost, orgy, military)

***

Prior to working in Nevada's brothels, I worked in 
Hawaii as an exotic dancer. Several times I earned 
hundreds of dollars or agreeing to leave or meet with a 
customer after dancing. The Honolulu Police Department 
was aware of the assignments and received some manner 
of compensation with "gifts" at various times. Some 
gifts were sex with the dancers or even in one club, 
the manger took care of the officers on the beat. One 
cop even drove her home at different times, after, 
stopping in a high rise parking garage.

I was in my thirty's when I move Oahu and lived in a 
Waikiki Beach apartment. One evening shortly after 
moving to Hawaii, I was strolling past a topless club 
called the Lollipop lounge. A sign on the marquee 
advertised a wet T-shirt contest that evening.

My male partner in my life was with me and I asked," Do 
you care if I enter the contest?" Jay thought it would 
be terrific, as he was proud of my 5'-2" body, with 36C 
firm breast. That evening changed my life forever. At 
the conclusion of the contest of more than 20 females, 
from age 18 to my age, I won third place, and a $50 for 
my topless dances to the strip club music.

The manager asked me to work at the club full time as a 
dancer. My mind was made up to do so when I found out 
how much it paid. Especially with all money that had 
been slipped into the waist line or leg band of my 
thong panties during the contest

One night I got horny and gave the manager a BJ, just 
for the hell of it, and when I informed my other part 
of my life about doing my boss, he fucked me several 
times that night. I tell this to show that my life 
opened up completely after becoming a dancer. My male 
bed mate and I were swingers prior to our moving to 
Hawaii and I commenced dancing. Swinging was nothing 
compared to dancing and turning a few tricks in or 
after leaving the strip clubs I worked.

After about a month of dancing in the topless club, the 
manager of a full strip club, the Hubba, asked me to 
work at his place. When he told me it paid $500 a week, 
plus tips, and half of any drink I sold, I became a 
nude exotic dancer. Most customers were guys serving in 
the military that visited the club and they believed I 
was in my twenties.

A naval strike force, Operation Rim Pack, was 
headquartered at Pearl Harbor. Besides the US Navy 
fleet, the Australian, Japan, Canadian and other 
nations' naval forces participated in the naval war 
game exercise, which I believe was in 1989.

One night as I was dancing, two young Canadian sailors 
were tipping me with large bills the whole evening. 
They would have me sit with them during my break and 
kept buying me "drinks." By the time the club was 
closing they had enriched my by several hundred 
dollars. When they learned I was off the next night 
they wanted me to go out with them. I called my male 
bedmate for his comments and he said, "Go for it, and I 
hope you a great and hard time, but tell them they must 
treat there date to a great dinner."

The next evening over dinner at the Chief's Club, Ted 
the bolder of the two, asked me if I was willing to go 
aboard their ship and do a strip dance? The informed me 
I would be making Canadian Naval history. I had worn a 
deep purple silk jump suit, and under that I had on an 
expensive purple bra with matching panties. The bra was 
going to end up in the "crew's trophy room" as part of 
the ship's legend and decor, Ted told me later that 
evening.

After finishing our dinner, they took me to their ship 
that was tied up alongside an Australian and US Navy 
ships. It was fun to walk across those ships to get to 
the Canadian ship. Once we finished a quick tour of the 
ship, we headed to the lounge and about 35 sailors 
watched and cheered as I danced and stripped for them 
on a "cocktail" style table. Before I commenced 
dancing, one of my two "friends" took his hand and 
simply knocked all the beer containers off the table 
and onto the deck.

My dance was likely the most provocative I ever did 
while I worked as an exotic dancer. My actions were 
provoking and stimulating the sailors into heightened 
sexual desires. I became aroused as well and knew some 
mothers' sons were going to get their brains fucked out 
that night. 

The guys were so close there was very little space to 
bend over and remove my clothing. When I pushed my hips 
out toward the sailors, and bend over, this allowed 
them to view me with only my T-0bar panties covering my 
pubis and ass. These sailors were so close they most 
likely were able to smell the aroma of my sex as I was 
turned on with the wanton dances I performed.

When my final piece of clothing was removed, my T-bar 
panties, the thick patch of my red pubes caught the 
young sailors by surprise. How many songs I danced too 
I can't remember but finally the ranking "Chief" of the 
ship the informed the others, "OK, great show but we 
best wrap this up before the Skipper shows up and we're 
busted." 

Looking at my two new friends, he said to the one who 
had set up the show, "You will be restricted to the 
ship for three days, once we are out to sea." Then 
looking at me he stated, "Wish I was going to be part 
of the entertainment later!"

I guess it is time to describe the relationship of my 
two Canadian sailor friends. They were brothers-in-law, 
being married to sisters. Ted was the older and Josh 
was about two years younger, but told me they enlisted 
together.

After tasking a taxi to the Ramada Hotel, they got a 
room and we went upstairs where I freshened my makeup 
and brushed my hair. Then we walked across the street 
to a park next to the mariana in Waikiki. On the far 
side of the part we stripped off and went swimming in 
the "buff" as Ted and Josh both told me while swimming 
nude.

After a few minutes of swimming, I soon found the guys 
holding me and their hands were roaming all over my 
body. Josh moved behind me and I could feel his hard-on 
pushing between the roundness of my hips. Ted stood in 
front of me and reached down and pulled my legs up 
until they were around his waist. Then Ted started to 
push his hard cock into me. This wasn't easy at first 
as the oceans saltwater had removed my juices at the 
entrance of my pussy. However, I was primed for fucking 
after dancing on board the ship.

Before I forget to mention the one part of the dance 
that will forever be etched in my mind. I must describe 
what happened after I stopped dancing. Literally I was 
picked up and passed around to each of the 35 sailors, 
and these men were true to form.

Their horniness brought me to a sexual high that I 
remember as one of the best I have ever reached. There 
hands were everywhere, and their fingers probed every 
hole below my waist and above my knees. 

Yes, mom, by that the time I was passed around to each 
of the sailors, while either with the men holding my 
body horizontally, I was face up or laying with my 
stomach and the rest of my body on their hands. I was 
felt up over every inch of skin that covered my body.

Normally I'm unable to have my large and sensitive 
nipples squeezed, but many times I simply waited for 
one of those sailors to9 caress them and grip them 
between their fingers. For at least four or five 
minutes they passed me around and I felt fingers 
touching or inside my pussy while a few were inserted 
in my ass. I was turned on - really hot! 

At one point I remember a finger inside my pussy while 
others were playing in my pubic hair and touching my 
labia and clit, while another was moving in and out of 
my butt. In fact one finger was in my mouth and I was 
kissing and sucking on it while feeling lips nursing on 
my both nipples.

One young black sailor, and the only black of the 
group, I found out was only 18. His hands were all over 
me, and in me, for several moments. As he was about to 
put his cock into me, someone passed me down the line 
of sailors. I really would have liked his cock in me. 

The other sailors went crazy the cute and small built 
black sailor, what must have been a life long dream to 
have a sexy redhead let him fondle her as he wished. In 
fact, as he was about to fuck me, the Chief said we had 
best call it a night before things caught up and 
trouble started. I do know that a black finger was in 
my butt that night and he really jammed it up inside me 
a few times.

Had they commenced taking me sexually, I would have 
allowed all 35 of them to fuck me that night. I was hot 
to be fucked! Really fucked! By the time I was placed 
down onto the ship's deck to dress, I was so sexually 
heated I still allowed the sailors to touch me as they 
wished while pulling my jumpsuit up and over my body. 
This was turn-on that is a once in a lifetime 
happening, but if the opportunity ever occurs again. I 
will gladly let 35 horny military men enjoy my still 
trim 50ish body.

Standing in the water, Ted kept working his cock at the 
entrance of my pussy and then drove into me after his 
cock head had slipped between my majora labia. Slowly 
his cock head moved in through my minora labia until he 
was lodged inside the mouth of my sex. Hi firmness 
parted my vulva and entered my vagina in one powerful 
forward movement. 

For the first time in my life the intense pleasure of 
fucking caused me to climax as the man's penis entered 
my body. His cock was long, likely seven inches, not 
too large around, but he hit my cervix as he took me 
while Josh held me under my arms. Josh's hands were 
kneading my breast the total time, and pinching my 
nipples between his thumb and finger.

How long Ted fucked me I'm uncertain, but it must have 
been at least ten minutes. He drove into me hard and I 
would tell him, "Yeas, oh yeah, like that, oh yeah fuck 
me like that." I didn't climax when shot his cum into 
me, but I felt tingles within and around my sexual 
opening.

I also remember Josh kissing the back of my neck and 
across the area between my shoulders. This has always 
been a sexual high for me and I felt really turned on 
with this. My male buddy has often told me he believes 
this came from my father doing this while bathing me. 
This was truly a turn-on for me as Josh was also 
fondling my breast and tweaking my nipples his lips 
glazed across my back and shoulders. I only have a 
slight memory of my day kissing the back of neck and 
shoulders when I was about ten or eleven, but I 
recollect how his fingers brushed my just bumps of 
nipples, and his finger raked between my legs while 
bathing me.

After some additional foreplay, we climbed out the 
water and waited for our bodies to dry, and then we 
dressed. Walking back to the hotel we stopped for a 
drink at a bar and my dates wanted to know if the party 
could continue. "You bet, I'm so keyed up for sex from 
all those guys touching me during and after my dancing, 
and what we just shared in the ocean, you guys aren't 
even close to being done."

Once in the hotel room I did a short strip, then the 
three of us lay down on the bed. One on each side of me 
was really nice and I had learned to enjoy this from 
swinging with my main squeeze. I held their twenty 
something young cocks in my hands, then leaned over and 
started sucking on Josh's cock. He was also slender in 
the dick department but also was close to seven inches 
long. 

By the way fellows, I and other working girls' measure 
from where the cock joins the torso at the bottom of a 
man's stomach. So fellows don't say you have eight 
inches, etc. by measuring from underneath your cock and 
all the way back to your ass.

From then on that night, those Canadian brothers-in-law 
sailors, deserved a medal for performance above and 
beyond the call of duty. They manned their duty 
stations in such a way that they proved they were men 
who could and did ride the waves, with my body being 
the waves!

While one would fuck me, the other would be getting 
either a blow job or I was feeling a mouth suckling at 
my puffed out elongated nipples. I remember once that 
Josh seemed to be trying to take my whole 36C breast 
into his mouth.

They, at one point, moved me around until I had both of 
their cocks up my pussy at the same time. This was a 
first for me but I can't really say I enjoyed it that 
much as neither I nor they could stroked me much. One 
thought I had as both of their cocks was in my pussy, 
was it reminded me of a sausage stuffed with too much 
meat and was about to burst.

At one point I was riding Josh, when Ted got behind me 
and entered my ass. This I enjoyed but Ted asked Josh 
to pull out from under me. Once it was only Ted and I, 
my ass was pummeled deep and Ted's thrust up my bowels 
were not only forceful, but like a vengeance to punish 
me with his hard cock. His cock felt even longer in my 
ass than when he was fucking my pussy. He slammed 
against my hips with as much force as he could generate 
in his inward strokes.

My memory of his fucking my will likely be with me the 
rest of my life as ranks as likely the best in my ass 
ever, ever my first time at age twenty-seven. The 
memory of gripping the sheets and resting my head and 
shoulders onto the bed, as I could cry and sob out from 
the rough fuck Ted was giving my ass.

How long he did my ass I cannot even try to guess from 
the minutes that passed. I remember once during a swing 
party that a 24 year old stud, his description, fucked 
me for 45 minutes. My mind assures me that Ted took my 
ass even longer. Yet I rode with him and continued to 
utter out for him to, "Fuck my ass, gawd whatever you 
do, please don't stop." Then telling him, "Deep and 
hard, oh yeah, deeper!"

After Ted and I had recovered from his anal marathon of 
arduous stroking within my bowels, he rose from the bed 
and went into the bathroom. When Ted returned he had a 
warm washcloth with him. Ted washed my ass to remove 
the residue from our anal coupling. As he washed me I 
told him, "Thanks for being considerate." Ted replied, 
"I do this for my wife after she lets me take her in 
the ass."

Around five in the morning I took a cab from the hotel 
to my apartment in Waikiki. My man woke up and asked me 
how the night went, and did I dance on the ship? "Oh 
yeah!" Laughing and making a funny face at the same 
time, I continued telling him, "Not only did I dance on 
the ship but I did the mattress shuffle until my moms 
is sore and feels as if it was hit by a Mack, loaded 
down, 18-wheeler."

Never had I felt my body pummeled and struck with such 
force as I felt when those two Canadian sailors drove 
their hard cocks into me. Even to this day, and with 
all the hard cocks I had while working in Nevada's 
brothels, have I ever felt bruised across my moms. I 
still have recollections of how my clitoris felt as if 
it had been repeatedly pounded with a carpenter's 
mallet.

Rest assured, I enjoyed all those two sons of Canadian 
mothers, and husbands with there at home Navy wives, 
gave me when they fucked me that night. How many times 
did those two sailors fuck me that night? I can't even 
begin to determine - just numerous times I can assure 
you.

Did I feel sorry for fucking those two sailors whose 
wives likely believed they were staying true to them 
while they were at home awaiting their ship's return. 
But no more sorry than I did for the wives of married 
men who were politicians, lawyers, policemen, laborers 
and so on from the world of industry, while I worked in 
the brothels. The only difference with these two 
Canadian sailors was that they got it free! AND SO DID 
I, OVER AND OVER THAT NIGHT!

Looking at my better half, I observed he was erect and 
I knew what he wanted. Instead I looked in his eyes and 
told him, "Baby Doll, no way, I'm so sore and bruised 
so for now let me go to sleep." In fact, it was three 
days before my man and I had sex after that wild night, 
and you can be certain, I was still tender and bruised 
even then three days later.

Thinking of the pleasures I've had from the sex life I 
have lived, this is undoubtedly one of the most 
memorable I've ever enjoyed outside my marriage. How 
many other women in the world can say they did a full 
strip show on board a naval fighting ship during 
military sea maneuvers? Name one!

Continued...

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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