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The Greek Experience (True Story) The Greek Experience (LONG) I have been into belly dancing since I was in the eighth grade. I was fortunate enough to be introduced to a great teacher. She was an international belly dance star and she opened a studio in my neighborhood in Chicago. By the time I was 20 and in college I got pretty good at it to the extend she took me on a summer European tour. That experience got me a lot of recognition in the belly dance community. Yes, there is a big community of belly dance fans. Also being a natural blonde did not hurt my reputation. Newly engaged, my teacher knew we were trying to earn and save up for the wedding and a home. She introduced me to a very high end restaurateur. It was a Greek themed restaurant with a very large old world Greek clientele. He offered me a part time job dancing two shows on Friday and Saturday nights. I would do various versions of my repertoire in the family restaurant. I was amazed that I would see many of the same families each weekend. I noticed that after my 10 pm show some of the men would disappear through a doorway and the wife’s and the rest of the family would get into cars. By 11pm it went from being packed full to just a few people around the bar. About 3 weeks before Christmas the owner asked me if I would do a New Year’s Eve “Special Show” for his top end . Even though my finance and I had plans, the money he offered me I could not say no. Vince was not happy. The next week I told the boss about my conflict. He offered to invite Vince too. He then said we need to talk. Lynnette you are very popular here. Besides being an excellent dancer, you are very sexy. You would not believe how many comments I have received about you. Lynnette, you may not be aware but I also have a private men’s club downstairs. It a place where old fashion men can get away from family, have a drink and a cigar and just be a bit raunchy. All my are top professionals and business owners. The majority are of Greek heritage. I would want you to do a very sexy dance for them. You have the look of a very young lady and honestly brings out the dirty old men in them. If you are a very cooperative and willing young lady you stand to make a good deal in tips. If you are comfy with Vince being there he can watch and learn. That evening I told Vince that it would be a HOT dance and maybe more then he can handle. He looked me in the eyes and said I can accept whatever you desire and want to do. Go be Lynnette the best belly dancer in Chicago. One of my Christmas presents from Vince as a new belly dance outfit. It as a white halter top with a matching flowing skit. He said wear it New Year’s Eve. We arrived at the restaurant at 6 and the owner told me I was not going to do dinner dances they had it covered with other dancers and wanted me to rest. We hung out in the little office / changing room for four hours. The owner came in and said before you change into your costume I want to introduce you to a few people. He took me on his arm and we went around the club. He introduced me to over 30 men. I lost count and every one of them smiled at me and complimented me on my dancing. However, I got the feeling of I was a commodity for sale. I changed and Vince went into the main room ahead of me. The music started and I came out and started my first dance routine. They were all in a U shaped circle sitting in big leather chairs. Vince was seated opposite the dance floor in a corner. They were all smiling and clapping throughout my first set. After my first 20-minute set, I went back to the office and Vince followed me in. There was a knock at the door and it was one of the sons. He said they wanted to tip me and put $300 in cash on the table. He said I like to you get closer to the audience and be a little more daring. I am sure they would be appreciative. I looked over at Vince and he just nodded. The second set started and I went around the men shimming and shaking within inches of most of them. Some became brave and started touching me, mostly running hands over my ass. Then one put a $100 bill in my skirt band. Then another, then another. The owner called me to him and whispered in my ear, let them see your tits. The bouncers are here and you will be safe. I danced over to Vince and told him to take the money out of my skirt, it was $700. I then knelled in front of Vince. My back to the crowd. He reached around and undid the halter hooks. I held the top to my chest and turned around. I slowly peeled it off did a double spin in the center of the room and threw the top to Vince. I then danced another song shimmying my little tits in each guy’s face. After about another 30 minutes of some grouping I retired to the office. I just sat there and drank water as I was exhausted. Vince counted the money all in $2800 plus my $300 fee from the restaurant. I was told to stay in the office until after midnight. I heard them all cheering out there and by 12:15 it sounded as if they were all leaving. There was a knock at the door and the owner asked if I would spend some time with three of his very special members. Still topless he took my arm and took me back out to the club. He brought me in front of them and in stern voice said kneel. I did so without thinking about it. They started to take out their cocks. Then first thing that came to my mind is I don’t want to ruin this new outfit. So, I undid the waist belt and slipped off the skit. There I was in my panties as a slave girl to some older men I had just meet. They started touching me. My face, my tits my arms. The man in the center grabbed me pulled me close to him and pushed my head to his cock. I instinctively took him in my mouth. As I was giving him a blow job I felt the others hands getting more aggressive in the groping. I starting sweating and getting horny, then I felt a tongue on my pussy. The guy blew his load in my mouth. They abruptly turned me around so I was sitting on the floor facing the other two men. I took one in my mouth and one in my hand and within a minute the blew loads over my face, tits and belly. After they came the owner stepped in and said to the men, okay the deal is down. Lynnette go get cleaned up. As I got up for the first time I noticed Vince standing in the corner. He had my skirt in his arms, he took me by the hand back to the office. I don’t remember if either of us said a word. I got dressed grabbed our money and he drove us home. When we got home, I was going to shower. He stopped me and put my hand on his cock. We got naked, got into bed and I gave him a blow job. Happy New Year baby. |
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4/24/2020 12:32 am |
You are a very good girl,slut,ho,and lady...good money for just a little dance, and then some🥵😉👍👅. Another good blog,ever think of writing a book?
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2/19/2017 11:15 am |
Very hot to hear you describe how you became a paid slut and how well you and vince handled seeing your body used for several strangers pleasure. I am sure this is just the beginning of being paid to do more and more to more and more men. I assume your paid servitude is just beginning........I can see that you will be taking on larger groups soon.....I am sure your cuck hubby vince will enjoy the humiliation of a slut for a wife, not just BBC but now strangers and paid sex. It/You get nastier with every step,......but you like it, don't you slut?
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hot story
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9/9/2016 7:06 am |
really nice...
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I'm enjoying your tales. Welcome to Blogland. 
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