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Lorna was Hungarian. She had moved to New York a few years after Communism fell and she had saved enough money to leave. In New York she learned her passion for film, fell in love with another Hungarian and was introduced to the striptease. She followed her love to San Francisco and watched him go to school for film, she was soon bored with listening to his projects and hearing his aspirations. She applied for film school herself, moved out of their apartment and began work at a classy, downtown strip club. The men loved to talk to her, or rather they loved to hear her talk. Her Hungarian accent along with her shapely body made her an instant favorite at the club. They would watch her dance then wait patiently to buy her drinks and ask her questions about her life in what she referred to as the Old Country.  She danced twice an evening. The first, earliest dance was done mostly clothed in a tight skirt she would scoot up over her muscular thighs to reveal a black g-string. By the end she would slowly remove her shirt, then her lace bra, freeing her voluptuous breasts.The largeness of them did not make them heavy as they still pointed towards any man she chose, and she dangled them in their faces. They would sit watching her, eyes wide and mouths open, just wanting to encompass her lovely assets into their mouths, to fill themselves with the heaviness of those perfect breasts. The second dance would find her more energetic, writhing more upon the stage. This time she would fully undress herself. The skirt and g-string would come off and find themselves on the floor. Her beautiful mound exposed she would shake herself until the men in the front row could smell the odor of her sex. They would watch her hungrily, each titillating movement driving them further towards their desire of her. After she was finished and again clothed she would come to their tables. They bought her drinks, rolled her joints and she would sit on their laps. They could still feel her sweat from her naked dance and they loved this wetness sinking into their thighs. For extra money she would let them fondle her lovely breasts. This they did with great care and attention. They would lift them up, one by one, caressing them, pinching her nipples and imagining what they would do with them if they only had the chance. She never let them make love to her, no matter how much they offered. No price was high enough and she would leave the club, abandoning the men with their loins still burning and the feeling of her breasts still imprinted on their hands. She made a film for her class. Used to being a spectacle of attention she starred in it herself. Within the film she changed clothing many times. Each time lifting a different tight dress over her superb body, to reveal a matching set of bra and panties. Her breasts almost fell out of the bra every time she lifted it over her head and the panties hugged her ass which stuck out as she arched her back to fling off the clothing.  One boy in her class was sitting behind her watching her film. He watched her strip down and admired the muscle tone and curves that lay beneath. He could smell the perfume in her hair in front of him and was getting quite excited by the time her film was completed. She stood up for questions and he stripped her with his eyes. How badly he wanted to suck on her nipples, to caress the secret mound of her sex.Class was over and he waited for her to leave. He then followed her out, got on a bus behind her and followed her home. She was walking down the empty street to her apartment and his excitement was mounting with every swing of her hip and sway of her ass. He slid into the apartment gate right after her and grabbed her around the waist. She let out a scream but he quickly put his hand over her mouth and pushed her up the stairs. She recognized him from the class. She did not know what he wanted but she had often noticed him and had found him attractive. She allowed herself to be pushed to her front door and opened it, letting both of them in. "I want you," he said, "I want you the way you were in your film. I want to be the man you were changing for." He kissed her hard on the lips and she weakened under the pressure. All of these nights amid the smell of desire had her senses heightened. She was full of an unfulfilled burning desire. "Change for me," he said. She began doing her famous dance of the striptease. Slowly pulling the loose, silk dress she was wearing over her head. He was there with another. She put this on and stripped it off. She changed for him maybe five times when he could no longer stand it. "Take off the rest," he demanded. She slowly released her breasts. They fell out of their constraints and landed in front of him. She shook them in his face, brushing them past his nose. Then she pulled them back and turned around, she shook her hips and bent down to touch the floor, shoving her ass into the air. She stood up and stepped out of the g-string, dancing before him naked.  His cock was hard. He began stroking it as he watched her dance. She liked the effect she was having on him and she danced harder. He got up and pulled her close to him. He pressed himself against her and she could feel the stiffness of his sex against her leg.He pulled them down on the floor and began making love to her breasts. He stuck his prick in between them and drew in and out, faster and faster. Her legs and hips were writhing, she was full with desire. She tried to push him down on top of her but he wouldn't budge. She placed her own hand between her legs and began rubbing. She was crying, begging him to take her. Instead he took her breasts in his mouth and lightly bit the nipples, they grew an inch in hardness and he leaned back to watch her play with herself. He removed her hand and entered her. She drew her hips up to meet him and he jammed himself into her over and over. When he was almost ready to cum he flipped her over on her back and entered her from behind, pushing her face into the floor. Suddenly they both came; shaking together she began to cry with the intensity of it. She lay on the floor and he got up and dressed. She also got up and began preparing herself for work. "Would you like to come watch me?" she asked her new lover. He agreed and they went down to the club. He sat in the back in order to watch the other men as they grew hard following her breasts from side to side. When she was finished she went over to talk to him but he wouldn't let her. He made her go talk to the other men. She went and let them buy her drinks and sat on their hardening laps as they fondled her breasts. Now she was much more aware of their stiffness and enjoyed the feeling of it poking into her butt. Her lover was sitting in front of her listening to the man attempting to get Lorna to make love to him. Her lover motioned to Lorna to let the man have her. She agreed and they moved to one of the many back rooms in the club. Her lover followed silently and she left the door cracked open so he could watch. The thought of him watching her make love to another man aroused her beyond belief. The man took off his clothing and then her own, his prick was sticking out and he asked her to suck it.  She knelt down and placed his cock in her mouth. She sucked hard, making a suction noise each time it was pulled out and she would take it in deeper and deeper until it was almost down her throat. She would pull it out until just the head was in her mouth then she would gently encircle it with her tongue. The man was leaning back with his eyes closed, groaning. She looked through the crack and saw her lover stroking himself. Nothing made her hotter then this and she began to suck so fast the man almost came. He pulled out of her mouth and began laying kisses all over those breasts he had so often watched on stage.She pushed him back and mounted him. She pulled herself up to the tip of his head then pushed her body down until she swallowed him up. She did this again and again, rubbing her clit against his sex until she came herself. The man rolled them over and pumped her a few more times than withdrew, spraying his sticky fluid all over her stomach. The man paid her and left. When he walked out of the room her lover hid in the shadows then was quickly by her side. He smelt the other man's semen on her stomach and could control himself no longer. He filled her with his sex, faster and faster. She raised her hips to meet him and they fell into a rhythm of erotic bliss. They came together, him inside of her; she could feel his warmth enter her. When they finished he kissed her breasts and they dressed. She pulled her dress over the drying come and they left the club, holding hands together in the rain.
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