Chapter 1
"Ding," the doorbell rang, and Perrie stopped breathing for a moment. "Ding, ding," the doorbell rang, and she grabbed her glass, knocking it back before realizing it was empty. She grabbed the bottle, and it was empty, too. Getting up from the table, she swayed slightly and went to the kitchen sink, getting a glass from the cupboard and filling it from the tap. "Ding, ding," the doorbell called again as she drank quickly. Head slightly cleared, she walked to the front door, anxiously walking quickly, suddenly worried if she didn't get the door fast enough, the stripper might leave.
On her way to the door, Perrie shook her head, trying to clear the fog from her mind. I should have had another drink, Perrie thought, or stuck to coffee. A fist pounded on the door as she approached, and she could hear muffled shouting. "One-second," she called, finally nearing the door. "I was in the kitchen," Perrie said, opening the door and swaying slightly.
"You should get one of those intercom things," a sultry voice said, as Perrie blinked, the sun was shining through the clouds and she teared up a little, unable to make out the woman clearly. "I got an order for Jade," the sultry voice continued, warm and syrupy, "Is this the right house for the party?" Blinking, Perrie finally made out the woman's face, pretty, less makeup than the website, but with a harder jawline than she would have guessed. Jade stood there, hips cocked to the side, clad in a loose fitting blue blouse and jeans that looked almost like Perrie's own. Through the blouse, her breasts looked amazing. Long brown hair, with some darkened highlighted streaks, hung bound in a loose pony tail down her back and over her shoulder, framing her long, elegant neck.
"Come in," Perrie said, drawing a deep breath, "Please."
Strutting inside, Jade held a small stereo loosely in her left hand, looking around the den with her eyes wide, "Nice place," she admired, "so, where is the party?" Perrie stared at her jean clad bottom for a moment, the rips in her jeans looked too symmetrical to be natural wear and tear. Through the thin, horizontal rips, Perrie could see toned, creamy calf and thigh. Licking her lips, she felt her pulse quicken as she contemplated the woman's backside. "Hello? My face is up here," Jade demanded, her voice firm, "Where's the party, Perrie?"
Almost jumping, the blonde woman had a surprised look on her face, before she smiled, her cheeks blushing. "Ah, I'm the party," she said, "It's ah, just me."
"Really?" The brunette replied, her manicured eyebrows rising in slight surprise. She wore a light pink colored lipstick, which glistened slightly. Perrie stared at her lips for a moment, swaying as she stood, still slightly drunk from her morning's indulgence.
Blushing, Perrie replied as calmly as she could, "I was too embarrassed to say it was for me on the phone," she sighed, "if it's a problem, I understand."
Chuckling richly, the stripper shook her head, "just tell me where to setup, boss."
Perrie paused, debating about simply using the den, or the home theater, or her bedroom. Or the patio, she thought, then dismissed the idea, as unlikely as it was, somebody could walk by eventually and see. "Follow me," she said, "Ah, Jade," she gulped, "can I get you anything before you begin?"
"I'm fine," Jade replied, following the blonde woman down the hall, past the kitchen into the other wing of the manse. "This is some place you have," she said, "divorced?"
"No," Perrie said, walking swiftly down the hall, holding up her right hand, showing off her ring. She led them down the stairs to the sub level, where the home theater was located. "My husband is wonderful. He's at work right now, though." She flicked on some lights as she went, as the basement stayed dark during the day. "Is this okay?" She asked, walking into the large room after the lights flicked on. She turned on the back-row and dimmed them, giving the theater a lit but ambient glow.
Jade nodded, staring at the four rows of recliners, "This works for me. Nice setup." Perrie smiled, watching as Jade walked to the front of the room, near the projector screen built into the wall. "Sit here," Jade said, patting the recliner in the middle of the front row, "I can get started whenever you're ready."
Seated, Perrie stared at the woman, wondering briefly if she was her age or slightly younger. "Rules first," Jade said, setting the small stereo down on the floor. "I can touch you," Jade smiled broadly, showing straight, white teeth, "You can't touch me, if you do, show's over. I'd prefer you don't touch yourself, either, even though you probably wouldn't make a mess like a guy would." With a lewd grin, Jade arched her back, hands on her hips as she stretched, "If the rules are okay with you, I'll start. If not," Jade paused, reaching back to remove the tie from her hair, shaking it free. "Then thank you very much for the payment, and I'll show myself out."
Looking a bit disappointed at the rules, Perrie nodded, watching Jade shake her hair loose. Despite the restrictions, she could feel herself grow excited, breathing in short bursts as she watched the woman reach over to hit play on the stereo. Settled into the chair, feeling slightly tipsy still, Perrie watched aptly as the woman started to sway to a hip-hop song. The beat was heavy, thumping with bass and the woman's voice singing made a sensuous counterpart to the stripper as she started to slowly peel off her blouse. Mesmerized, the brown haired woman started to get more aroused, her nipples straining against her shirt. As Jade peeled her top off, she turned around and started to sway her bottom back and forth. The rips in her jeans gave Perrie an excellent view of her toned, fit thighs and hips. She could make out no underwear or tan lines, as the top came off and she saw Jade's lacy bra strap.
"What do you think?" Jade said huskily, her voice sensual. "I've never stripped for a woman before, at least, not one by herself." Turning around, Jade grinned impishly, bucking her hips and sliding her hands up her thighs. Perrie stared at the brunette's stomach, surprised to see a small belly ring pierced her navel. As Jade swayed her hips, her hands slid up her stomach, finally cupping her breasts as she moved to the rhythm. "How do I look?" She asked, voice husky, sensual.
Gulping, Perrie took a deep, steadying breath, feeling her thighs heat up, "Amazing," she whispered, her voice exceptionally high at the last syllable. "You have a very pretty stomach."
"Thanks," Jade said, her legs coming together as she started to drop lower, still working her hips and thighs, "If I wasn't getting paid for this," Jade said, rubbing her breasts, "I'd do this for free, for you." Circling her nipples through the lacy, pink bra, Jade started to tilt her head back, face flushed. Surprised at her words, Perrie knew the woman was getting excited and she licked her lips, enjoying the show.
After a moment, Jade slid her hands back down, standing straight up and slowly unbuttoned her jeans. Almost holding her breath, Perrie caught the first sight of her shaved mound, the pink g-string covering only a small triangle of smooth, pale flesh. "Hmm," Jade said, sliding her pants down lower, "This is fun," she said, wiggling her bottom as the jeans were to tight to pull off right away, "You look excited." Nodding, Perrie didn't trust herself to say anything, crossing her legs and kicking lightly as she watched, determined to enjoy herself as much as she could.
Pants freed, Jade started dancing again, bending forwards to show more cleavage and holding one hand beneath her breasts. Her long, muscular legs were completely free of blemish, and her mid section was covered by the skimpiest of g-strings, a matching pink to the bra. With one arm, she reached back, and then held out her pink bra, dangling it to the side.
"Catch," she said, smiling as she threw the bra to the seated woman. Unable to help herself, Perrie smelled the lacy bra, enjoying the heady, female scent of perfume and Jade. Grinning, Jade slowly unwound her arm, exposing her bare breasts. "What do you think?" Jade said, shaking her breasts by moving her shoulders back and forth, "Do you like my tits?"
Face flushed, Perrie set the bra down and held the arms of the chair, kicking her leg still as she saw Jade's pink nipples. The brunette teasingly touched herself, first plucking one and then the other, causing her pink nipples to stiffen lightly. Perrie felt as if she was holding her breath, staring for the first time at a sexy, naked woman's breasts. The curves were spectacular, and the pink, rosebud nipples were perky, looking as if they were begging for a kiss. She swallowed hard, wishing nothing more than to suck them at that moment.
Dance stopped for a moment, Jade stood, bringing one nipple to her mouth and extending her tongue, brown eyes staring into Perrie's blue ones. As she made eye contact, she licked her nipple and then closed her eyes, groaning in what sounded like pure ecstasy. Breathing shallowly, Perrie felt her own nipples stiffen in response, wishing she could pluck them as she watched the show. Jade started dancing again, her nipple glistening with her saliva, which nearly drove Perrie insane. She had never felt so turned on by watching somebody, anybody, as much as she felt at that moment. Jade's movements became more and more lewd, dropping to the floor and crawling on her hands and knees, bucking her hips, sticking her firm, toned buttocks into the air. "Smack," she said, as she reached back and slapped her own ass. The handprint left on her buttock was a pink outline, and she teasingly ran a finger under the line of her g-string next. Panting, Perrie thought for a moment the stripper would go one step further, and Jade paused, grinning wickedly. Withdrawing her hand, she stood, dancing slightly once more.
"Are you ready?" The stripper asked, walking seductively towards her. Perrie had no idea what she meant, only that, staring at the g-string clad woman, her sexy belly ring, her gorgeous pink nipples, Perrie was as ready as she could be without exploding.
"Yes," Perrie said, nodding as she did. The brunette approached and then straddled the chair, dangling her breasts close to her mouth.
"Remember the rules. You can't touch me," she said, wiggling her hips, pushing her own warm center into Perrie's pubic area, "But I can touch you. Okay?" Perrie, staring at the woman's chest, desperately wanting to taste her nipple, nodded glumly and forced her hands to stay still. "Good," Jade said, "some people forget that, and then I have to stop at this stage." Jade reached out and grabbed Perrie's hair, pushing her face into her chest, between her breasts. "But I don't think you want me to stop, right?" A muffled no was all she got in response, as Perrie didn't trust herself to move.
"Now let's get you comfortable," Jade said, leaning back and grabbing Perrie's shirt. With a smooth, long pull, she freed the brown haired woman from her top, freeing her perky, dark nippled chest. "You're excited," Jade said, pressing her hands on Perrie's chest, cupping her swollen nipples slightly. "We're only just getting started," she whispered, leaning forward and pushing her chest into Perrie's bra clad breasts. The feeling of Jade's tits pressed into her bare skin was amazing and she desperately wanted to reach up and stroke the g-string clad woman's buttocks, to feel her tight, curvy bottom with her hands. Grinding down, the brunette started to push her center, thighs spread wide, into Perrie's jean clad pubic region. As she did, Jade reached up and started to caress her chest, leaning back and riding her lap like she was about to make love. "Oh, yes," Jade moaned, her nipples swelling, "This feels nice."
About to explode, Perrie shifted in her seat, her legs spread to support the stripper grinding on her lap. She wished she could press her thighs together, to squeeze herself at least, and get even a little more stimulation going. Flushed and frustrated, she felt the stripper grow warmer against her jeans, the g-string panty covering her pubic mound just enough to hide the pink nether lips from her view. "Yes," Jade groaned, leaning forward and riding up higher, pressing her tits into Perrie's face. "Keep your tongue in your mouth," she admonished, "or I'm done."
"Okay," Perrie whispered, tempted despite the firm tone to open her mouth and lick the inside of Jade's luscious breasts. The brunette stripper continued the pelvic grinding into Perrie's core for another minute, moving her hips in a figure eight, before slowing. As she stopped, she leaned forward and blew into the brown haired woman's ear, teasingly. Shivering, Perrie felt her nipples start to ache, painfully, with Jade's chest pressed into hers. Despite the satin cloth of her bra, she was feeling seriously constricted and ached to remove the confining material.
Leaning back, Jade saw the tortured, aroused look on Perrie's face and grinned impishly. "I've never stripped for a woman before," the stripper muttered, "you said you're married, right? Are you bi or something?'
Flushed, Perrie could barely reply, her voice cracking, "I've been curious for a while," Perrie said. "This is the closest I've ever been to doing anything with a woman."
"Interesting," Jade replied, her voice husky, twitching her hips slightly, grinding her g-string clad bottom into Perrie's leg once more. She could feel the stripper's core growing hotter, despite the woman's insistence she was straight. "Let's take off your bra," Jade said, "I can tell it's frustrating you." Her heart pounded in her chest as Jade reached around, unclasping the bra. Once freed, Perrie's head was spinning from the delicious contact with the stripper's chest. Her nipples felt on fire as Jade leaned into her, the small brown nubs firmly erect. "Is that better?"
"Yes," Perrie whispered, feeling her pussy start to leak a bit. The stimulation was overwhelming to her, unable to touch herself, and keeping in mind the strict admonishment to not touch Jade, she was feeling like she might explode. The stripper leaned back again and resumed the grinding, dangling her breasts near Perrie's face, reaching up to cup them as she did.
"I can see how excited you are," Jade cooed, moving her hips in a figure eight as she moved her fingers around her pink nipples. They were soft still, getting harder as Jade worked them with her thumb and forefinger. "It's pretty rare that stripping for somebody turns me on." After a moment, Jade's nipples were sticking out, the pink aureola puckered and the tip nearly a half inch long. The brunette started moving faster again, her hips undulating in a sensuous motion against the brown haired woman's thighs, while she continued fondling her breasts. While the stripper continued to grind on her, Perrie thought she could feel her heated mound grow a bit damp through her pants. Surprised, she looked up at the brunette's eyes, which were half closed as she continued to caress her breasts and rub herself against Perrie's leg.
"Would it be okay if you removed my pants?" Perrie asked, her voice almost steady, despite the pounding in her chest. The stripper got up and looked down at her, eyes half closed. Jade stopped touching her breasts and grinned, her pink lips spread in a half smile that looked naughty.
"Sure," Jade said, voice husky, "But remember the rules." She nodded and the stripper reached down, grabbing Perrie's hands in her own and pulling her out of the chair to stand next to her. She started to sway to the music once more, swishing her hips back and forth as she reached out and grabbed Perrie around the waist. Teasingly, she started to unbutton the pants, pressing her tits against Perrie's thighs as she slowly opened her jeans. When Jade started to pull them down, Perrie could smell her own sex, the musky aroma heavy in her nostrils. Groaning, Perrie almost grabbed the woman's head and pressed it against her thighs, restraining herself only barely. Laughing softly, Jade tugged her pants down, pulling hard to get them off her hips, the jeans were so tight. "I'm glad you're excited," Jade said with a chuckle. Finally pulling them all the way down, Perrie unsteadily stepped out of them with one leg as the brunette tugged them off of her foot, one at a time.
"Thank you," Perrie said, feeling her pussy aching, almost dripping through her black satin panties.
"Have a seat," Jade replied, still grinning. "You'll love this." The brunette could barely believe how such a hot, sexy woman was getting so heated over a lap dance. Despite her lack of attraction, she felt herself growing hotter and hotter as the the other woman grew wet. Clad in her g-string, Jade knelt down next to the chair, looking up at Perrie with a smoldering gaze. Teasingly, she caressed Perrie's legs with her hands, smiling inwardly when the seated woman squirmed. She moved her head over Perrie's lap, unable to resist inhaling the heady scent of her arousal. Slowly at first, she rocked her head back and forth, draping her long brunette hair over Perrie's lap. She knew that the motion would tickle and tease the other woman, and she was delighted to see the seated woman squirm even more while she whipped her hair back and forth. With the smell of Perrie's sex overwhelming her nostrils, Jade was having a harder and harder time resisting the idea of experimenting, just once. Her strong hands slid up to Perrie's knees and gripped them, hard, while she whipped her hair once more over the seated woman's stomach.
Breathing heavily, Jade felt her own thighs begin to ache with need. She pushed herself up off the floor, looking deep into Perrie's eyes once more, her dark pupils fully dilated. "Perrie," Jade purred, her sensual voice throaty. "Do you like Jade?" The pun came easily to the brunette, having used the stage name just for that pun. She stood towering over the seated woman, her own desire threatening to break down her personal barriers.
Nodding, the brown haired woman could feel her pussy leaking, her panties soaked when she met Jade's eyes. Her heart pounded in her chest and her nipples felt like they were on fire. Never before had she been so turned on, so desperate to get just a bit more stimulation to bring herself over the edge. "Keep going," Perrie begged finally, wanting, needing more. "You're incredible." Looking up at the brunette, she could see that Jade's pink nipples were now fully erect, and the stain on the front of Jade's g-string was no accident. Mouth dry, Perrie realized the stripper was getting almost as excited as she was, despite her insistence of being completely straight.
With a wry grin, Jade slowly turned around and started to move her hips once more to the rhythm. Perrie could not resist grabbing her aching breasts, feeling electric sparks shoot from her chest down to her toes. Aching with need, she stared at Jade's tight, perfectly sculpted ass while the stripper started to bend down, her butt spread wide. The thin, pink g-string hid almost nothing and Perrie's breath caught in her throat when she glimpsed the other woman's wet pussy lips, visible underneath the fabric. Paranoid Jade would look back at her, she stopped clutching her chest and squirmed in the chair, heart pounding, licking her lips and feeling her thighs grow wetter by the second.
A moment later, Jade reached back and gripped her buttocks, spreading them wider still, showing off her entire crack to Perrie by tugging the g-string to the side. Barely breathing, Perrie's own pussy grew even wetter on seeing the delicious pink folds of the brunette's nether lips. Seeing another woman's privates for the first time, in person, she knew without a doubt she had to try something.
