Leggy and Lusty - a Lap Dancing Strip O'Gram Defends Herself
by Jim Priest
Copyright© 2011 by Jim Priest
The Evil One stirred and spoke to her aide. “What progress on Operation Ground and Pound?”.
“Following the Bank’s failure with the importation of slave labour, we’ve increased the influx of underpaid migrant workers. British workers displaced are being forced to build the 20 workhouses so far commissioned or lose their benefits. Their families are held hostage to keep them quiet. The ex-military officers we’re shipping in to oversee construction are given powers of termination”.
The Evil One smiled. “Excellent. And when they’re finished, they and their filthy flea ridden families will become the first inmates”. Her voice tightened into a strangulated screech that rose in volume. “The working class scum in this country will soon be on its knees begging for forgiveness”. She thumped the table. “But we won’t show them mercy. We’ll soon bring back Victorian values even if it kills the snivelling bastards”.
**** Ian Holland ***
I’m getting married in the morning. After 5 years courting Patricia, she’s agreed to marry me. Tonight my elder brother George has organised my stag night.
We’re in The Crown and Stag having a good time getting absolutely plastered when in walks this Woman Police Constable. The plain looking WPC is wearing the regulation black jacket, with metal buttons all done up, shoulder epaulettes and walky talkie. Under the neck, I can see a crisp white blouse with a black and white chequered tie. On her head is a brimmed hat with checkerboard band and badge. At first I thought this was a strip o’gram, but instead of a mini-skirt and high heels, she wore a long black skirt coming down to her knees with two inverted front pleats. She also wore low-heeled black shoes and sheer black nylons over long shins.
As she walked over to my chair, I admired her figure. I like a woman in uniform and this one stood about 5’9” with a long slender body. “Excuse me gentlemen but are any of you the owner of the black Mercedes parked out front?” she asked in a pleasant voice with a touch of a common accent.
“Yeah, it’s mine” I said. “I hope you are not thinking of driving, sir” she said sternly. She seemed to be in her early 30’s and slightly severe looking. Her sandy blonde hair was swept back behind her ears and curled around her neck to her shoulders.
“I’ll be fine, love, I’ve only had a few pints” I said. “I think you’ve had too many and strongly recommend that one of your friends who hasn’t been drinking drives” she said firmly. Yeah as if all my mates weren’t as pissed as I was. Her face was long and narrow ending in a strong rounded chin.
“Besides, your car is parked illegally and causing an obstruction” she told me. A lovely pair of blue eyes stared at me. They were pretty eyes, small and slender set beneath slim blonde eyebrows. A pair of wire-framed spectacles sat atop a thick yet sleek convex curving nose, magnifying their impact. The more she stared at me, the more appealing I found them. They were warming the cockles of my groin. However the specs on her long face and flat cheeks made her look a bit of a dork especially with that stern expression on her small mouth.
“Yeah I’ll move it later” I replied, getting irritated. “I strongly advise you not to, Sir” she sternly. Looking up from where I sat, I noticed that her mouth was small and lovely. This sat above a generous dimpled chin. Her upper lip is quite deep with a pronounced cleft and protruded slightly giving a natural pout to her mouth that made it very kissable. Actually, she wasn’t bad looking for working class. I wouldn’t mind getting my hands on that uniformed body and kissing that tiny mouth while gazing into her lovely eyes.
“Look love, it’s my stag night. Why don’t you join us? We could do with a bit of company from a such a lovely woman” I said turning on the charm.
“I’m sorry sir, but you leave me no choice” she said. Her fingers moved to the silver buttons of her jacket and started to undo them. “I’m going to have to bring the full weight of the law upon you” she told me, my mates cheering and jeering as she opened her jacket. She was the stripper all along, she really had me fooled!.
I was face to face with a white blouse tightly following the contours of a good-sized chest. Phroar She’s got a nice rack, wide, full and thrusting. That really stirred my groin.
Standing before my seat, WPC babe lifted her leg and placed her foot between my legs. Her shoe pressed firmly on my todger. Hitching up her skirt, I was confronted by the sight of a long shapely calve sheathed in shiny sheer black nylon leading to an ever increasing amount of thigh. Her hands moved higher to reveal the telltale band of black stocking top with a glimpse of bare flesh and suspender belt. Wow, she’s got great legs.
“You can’t escape the long legs of the law” she said. She made a show of adjusting her stockings and suspenders whilst rotating her leg one way then the other. Her foot also twisted, rubbing against my manhood. Orr that felt good! I was mesmerised by her long beautiful legs and my cock was responding to the sight and the foot job. “I feel I have the nub of the problem underfoot” she said, sensing my arousal.
I run my hands up her lower leg from her ankle to her knee, enjoying the feel of her long beautiful curved calf. It feels so good that I keep stroking the long firm semi-tear drop of muscle. Suddenly the muscle twitches under my palm then moves out of reach. Deliberately her foot slid down my man stick. All the while, she keeps staring at me with those magnified eyes and firm smile on her lovely thin lips. “That’s fixed that” she said. I was surprised that this gawky looking woman was actually arousing me.
Standing before me the leggy policewoman started to circle her hips in a very erotic manner to the noisy appreciation of my mates. Taking small steps and maintaining eye contact with me, the blonde turned around slowly, smoothly blending the movement into her dance. Looking over her shoulder, her hips kept circling. Looking at her stocking seams, I noticed that her calves were quite thick and toned, the muscle moving under her skin in a sexy manner as she danced.
As she turned back towards me, her hips still gyrating, the jacket slid from her shoulders and fell to floor. I admired her full rack swaying gently as she removed her tie. My god, she’s not wearing a bra! Her boobs were jerking around like unleashed ferrets up her blouse and I could see her erect nipples.
Suddenly her boobs thrust out towards me and started wobbling quickly from side to side. Orrrrrr my god. “Like them don’t you?” she asked. “Phoar yeah” I replied. “Why don’t you take a closer look?” she said and moved into the space between my knees. Standing with her legs straight, still keeping eye contact, she leant forward.
Her blouse fell open and I had full view of a pair of beautiful boobs and erect nipples. Orrrr god this is so sexy, she was really getting me going. The swinging breasts moved closer until my nose was nestled in her cleavage. Mmmm mmmmm mmmmm. “You have to make a clean breast of it” I heard her pun. I relished being between these beauties, raising my hands to grab hold of them. Firm hands grabbed my own and slammed them to the side of the chair. “You can look, but don’t touch” she murmured. I was shocked by how strong her arms were. She had effortlessly forced my hands down and firmly pinned them. For added effect, her boobs brushed my cheeks and mouth from side to side then stroked the end of my nose with a nipple. Oh god she really had my motor running.
Standing up, the blouse fell back covering her assets. The blonde resumed her sexy gyrations and keeping her cock-warming stare. Suddenly, to my amazement, she lifted the hem of her skirt before her leg shot high into the air knocking the cap off her head with great force. My god what an incredible kick, such flexibility. For a fleeting moment I had an eyeful of the full length of her sexy long legs, stockings and suspenders with small white thong briefs covering her crotch. The movement made my groin lurch strongly.
Her leg dropped to the floor and she smoothly resumed her erotic grinding dance, slowly turning and moving towards me yet fixing me with her magnified gaze. Before my chair once more, she turned her back to me. Her skirt hitched up over her backside giving me a close up of a compact backside wearing a thong. To the loud cheers of my mates, the buttocks moved erotically as her hips ground. The backs of her legs looked great too in their shiny sheer nylons, with well-shaped hamstrings and well-toned calves. She lent forwards, looked back at me coquettishly, and stroked her sexy buttocks then gave it a light slap that made me smile.
Still with her back to me, she gently swayed from her ankles and gradually opened her legs. Slowly she bent over so that her sexy bottom was brazenly pointing at me. Oh god what a sexy peach of an arse, phroar I wouldn’t mind sticking me dick up that!.
Bending one knee to the side, she straightened the other out to the other side. Gliding her hands up the straight leg and looking over her shoulder at me, she slapped her bottom hard then repeated this on the other side. Corrrr. I joined in the calls of appreciation. This woman’s got a great backside.
Out the corner of my eye, I see Joe reach out to touch her bottom as it shakes and grinds in front of me. Swiftly she stands up, turns and smoothly powers her knee hard into his balls. Seamlessly resuming her sexy hip-circling dance, Joe fell to the floor, puked and passed out.
I started to get out of my chair to help but found a foot on my chest. Looking along an expanse of black nylon, I saw sleek muscles in her thigh bulge as I felt a strong force focussed through her foot pressing me back firmly into my seat. “Stay put and watch the show boy” the sexy legged stripper told me.
I was about to say something but froze when I looked into her glaring eyes and stern mouth. Returning her foot to the floor, she stood in front of me with her feet slightly more than hip-width apart and her toes turned out. Her hips began to gyrate in a wide circle with her back arched. Slowly she bent her knees, grinding down, thrusting out her crotch and hitching her skirt. Phorrrrr what sensational legs. Slowly she ground and thrust until she was in a very low crouch, her smooth inner thighs on full show with sleekly bulging hams and firm toned calves. Sheer black nylon and suspender belts thrust and circled in front of my face as well as her panty covered crotch. Long calve muscles bunched and flexed as she almost ground herself into the ground then slowly unwound up again, continually undulating her hips and dancing erotically. I was sporting a huge boner. The gawky woman had me hard as a rock.
A drunken Billy tried to grab her but she turned and he walked straight into a ferocious high kick that snapped his head back savagely. Smoothly her foot returned to the floor as she danced away as though nothing had happened. Behind her Billy hit the deck and didn’t move.
I went to stand but again was met by her foot on my chest. A strong surge of power and I was sitting again. Before I could move she was between my legs, close to the chair. Nylon clad knees squeezed into the space between my crotch and the edge of the chair. I felt a slight pressure against my groin as her knee gently pushed against me.
Leaning, the spectacled woman opened her blouse and shoved her full dangling breasts in my face. Then I felt her blow gently in my ear and whisper, “I could have ripped his head off with that kick”. Suddenly a wet tongue was licking me around my ears. My dick was going ballistic; I thought I was going to explode. Then she stopped with a long lick along the side of my face that left me with an absolute acher that strained painfully against my tight trousers.
I reached out and rubbed her thighs. “Oh god, you’re sexy” I moaned. Then I looked up into her stern disapproving stare and remembered how she had laid out Joe and Billy. Quickly I removed my hands and saw a knowing smile on her kissable mouth. “Good move” she said then resumed her dance.
The skirt hit the floor and she lost the shoes. All she was wearing was an unbuttoned white blouse under which her unfettered breasts jiggled and heaved in a manner that went straight to my libido, and small white thong briefs that showed off her sensational long legs, lovely hips and sexy buttocks.
In a sudden blur of motion her long leg flashed before my eyes in another awesome high kick that me jump back into my seat in alarm. This time she caught the foot and held her incredibly long legs in an amazing standing front-splits. Her tiny white briefs were in front of my eyes, which travelled up the beautiful long limb. From the bare flesh of her buttocks and upper thigh, my eyes drank in the sheen of her nylons and seam of her stockings that travelled over the long bulge of taut hamstring. Along her lengthy calve muscle, which was positioned right against her head, I saw her gaze at me sternly. “Imagine what I could do in bed” she said. My dick lurched strongly with those words; visions of the positions I could take her in came to mind.
The leggy blonde climbed onto the chair and crouched over my groin. Her crotch ground and thrust millimetres above my boner. Corr I really wanted to get inside that love nest and take her good. “Are you looking at my crotch?” she asked needlessly. “Take a closer look”. To my surprise she climbed onto my shoulders and shoved her crotch hard against my nose and mouth. I could hear the cheers as my lips were pressed against her sex. Mmmmm mmmmm. Oh god this feels good, although a bit snuffly to breathe. Arghh she’s squeezing my head with her legs. Arghh it hurts. In alarm I raise my hands to her stockinged thighs and feel strong, firm bands of muscle bulging as she squeezes tight. She is saying something but I can’t hear her over the pounding in my head. God, her legs are strong. Arghhh an increased surge power blasts through my skull and I feel dizzy.
The bands of leggy steel relax and I can breathe again as she slides down my body. I feel the weight of her knees on top of my thighs. I shake my head to try to clear the daze of her strong leggy clamp. The leggy minx lifts her torso and I feel her knees sliding into the space in front of my crotch. Slowly she slides all the way down my body, leaning forward showing me her dangling boobs. Sliding until she is kneeling on the floor, her face is between my legs close to my groin. Her thin lips part and a tongue flicks around her small mouth suggestively. Oh god, how I’d love a BJ from that gorgeous mouth. I just want to stick my dick in it, but there is a fierce look in her eyes that stops me. I can see some of my mates looking lustfully at her but warily not coming anywhere near. She stood up with her writhing thong clad buttocks rising behind her. The rest of her followed like a stretching cat, until she was standing, leaning over my lap shaking her dangling breasts and once more flicking her tongue around her kissable mouth. I was really aching for her but there was something about her fierce stern look that made my nervous.
Standing up, she bumped and ground with her legs astride. She kept staring at me, but rather than a seductive come-on, it was almost as if she were challenging me. My mates kept their distance as another powerful high kick scythed through the air.
Dancing into the triangle made by my open legs, she turned her near naked backside towards me. God, she’s got a great arse. The sexy peach lifted and headed towards my face as she backed onto the chair. Mmmmm mmmmm. Warm buttocks enveloped my face and pressed back hard. Luckily she smelt clean. Forward and back, forward and back her small arse pushed my face before rubbing it in circles.
The thong clad cheeks left my face and I watched as they lowered into my lap lightly brushing my erection. Her sexy buttocks ground down gently, her hips moving in a circular motion interspersed with forward-and-back moves. “Orrrrr” I moaned as her arse stroked my dick. My god, I felt harder and bigger than I had ever had before. Looking over her shoulder at me she said, “Have this one on me, Ian”.
I felt her wriggle around until my erection was pointing right along between her arse cheeks. Then she started sliding back and forth. Oh my god, my dick was so hard I was struggling not to blow.
Something gripped my dick and I saw that her glutes were clenched. It was like my dick had been trapped between two boulders. Then they started flexing, clenching and unclenching rhythmically. “Orrrrrrr” I moaned aloud to laughs from my mates. It was like the biggest strongest hand job in the world and the effects were startling. Oh god, oh god. I was huge, so huge and aching for release. The powerful glutes flexed in a steady rhythm. “Ohhh” incredible, oh god she’s incredible. “Nnnnahh nnah nnahh nahh nnahh nahh” I came in huge long spurts so strongly that my balls ached. The arse goddess got off my lap quickly at the first spurt. I pumped so much in my trousers that I completely messed them up. Jesus I feel so spent; I didn’t have the energy to move.
The blonde with the spectacles and small kissable mouth leaned on my knees and brought her face right up close to mine. Her magnified blue eyes burrowed into my vision. “Tomorrow night on your honeymoon, when you make love to your new wife, you will think of me. The one that brought you off so strongly without having to take her knickers off”. Her face moved to the side and I her felt her tongue lick me around my ears for several moments. When she withdrew, my groin was throbbing hard but I had no erection.
** George Holland **
I followed the whore. Her round firm buttocks stiffened my dick as she bent over to scoop up her clothes. Turning, she bumped against me as I blocked her path. “Oh, I’m sorry” she said. “I’m George Holland. If you wanted to get paid follow me” I said. “I just need to pop these on” she said. “I won’t repeat myself. You will come with me now” I told her impatiently.
I led the slut through to the small room at the back of the pub used for card games and to conduct private business.
I looked her up and down. She certainly had great legs. Long and slender, shown off to stunning effect in sheer black nylon stockings and suspenders. Her low-heeled policewoman’s shoes didn’t do much for her though. The small white thong briefs showed off nice hips and I could see the cleft of her pussy. Her white blouse was unbuttoned although frustratingly closed. She wasn’t bad looking although not as beautiful as the upper classes who frequent my auction house.
Spectacles enlarged small blue eyes that stared at me, her small thin-lipped mouth set firm. Actually she had very nice mouth. “That’ll be 110 as agreed” she said in a voice of the uneducated lower classes.
“I don’t think so” I told her. “I’m deducting 30 for injuring two guests”. “They got in the way. Anyway the dance was just for your brother” she replied. “I’m taking off 30 for not getting your kit off” I continued. “Are you blind?” she opened her blouse. I gawped with a stiffening dick at the lovely full breasts on display. Closing her blouse she said, “I gave your brother more than a good eyeful and he seemed to like them”.
“Very well I’ll concede that. How many kids do you have?” I asked. I had noticed faint stretch marks on her firm belly. “Five. Not that’s any of your business” she replied testily. “Not setting a good role model are you? I’m deducting another 20 because of your age and looks”. “What?” she gasped. “Well you’re not exactly a young sexy looking dolly bird are you?” I said with a laugh. Her mouth tightened. I looked up and down her body then re-considered. “Ok, I’ll waive that. I admit you have very sexy legs and nice breasts” I said graciously. “I didn’t hear your brother complaining, he rather enjoyed it” she said.
“Thank you for reminding me. That was disgusting what you did. Humiliating Ian in front of all his mates. I’m deducting another 30 for that” I told her. “It’s not my fault he can’t control his bodily functions” she protested.
“110 minus 60 is 50. 50 for your services” I said, reaching for my wallet. I expected her to make a fuss but instead she raised a leg to the side, bent at the knee. The long shapely stocking clad leg straightened and was raised until she caught it and pulled it against the side of her head. Oh my word. I actually dropped my wallet at the display of sexy flexibility. The effect of a scantily clad woman doing a standing side split is so highly erotic that I was throbbing hard. My eyes kept getting drawn down her amazing legs to her crotch. “Your brother liked my legs. I think you do too” she said looking at the bulge in the front of my trousers.
I moved up to her and ran the back of my hand along her long flat cheek. “You’ll probably look good with a touch of makeup. Probably quite pretty” I told her softly, my dick throbbing as I looked into her stern eyes. “You have great legs” I said. I moved my hands down to her blouse and opened it. “Nice boobs as well. Perhaps you can find another way to earn back that money” I said.
The slut slapped my hands away. “I’m a strip o’gram not a prostitute. Just give me my money. All of it” she said angrily. “Do you know who I am?” I snapped. “I’m a very important person. Very rich. I earn more money in a year that your entire family ever would in a lifetime. I run a top auction house with very exclusive clientele from the richest most powerful people around the world” I stated. “You sound a bit of an arrogant snob if you ask me” she said.
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