The year was 1984. I had just been released from prison in Florida. I did the entire 5 years I was sentenced to so there was no probation and they don't do parole in Florida. My crime? Fucking my underage girlfriend. Yes I like them young but she came onto me so I figured if they want it they are old enough to get it. That, by the way, is the opinion of the majority of people on this planet albeit not in this country.

So they released me. I took the bus to the Salvation Army 150 miles away near where I used to live. They first helped me get a job which paid twice minimum wage. Having worked in the machine shop in the prison helped. Then they helped me get a place to live. After a few weeks I got settled in and had my first pay check where it wasn't all earmarked for bills.

I checked the local paper and found an ad for the nearest strip club. I had 5 years of pent up sexual frustration where my only sexual relief was the occasional wet dream. In that particular prison we lived in dorms of 300 men where the latrine was open to the dorm and so there was ZERO privacy. NO jerking off. If you are caught jerking off you get written up and spend the rest of your time doing punishment duty. And there was no place else to jerk off.

I cashed my pay check and took the bus to that nearest strip club and paid the dollar cover. It was 5pm and Friday so the place was filling up quickly. I hadn't been in a strip club since I was in my twenties. I usually didn't go to them but I was desperately horny and I didn't have time to seduce a woman.

I settled down in a quiet dark corner where I could scope things out and check out the girls and see which one I might want to take to the back room where they did private booth dances. some girls would give you a blow job. Some would fuck you and some had a hands off policy. I wanted to observe some and how they interacted with the men before picking one because I didn't have enough money to take each one back one at a time until I found the right one.

Sometimes you have to lower your standards a little in the looks department to find a friendly one who would fuck you. There is no point picking a pretty flower if it has no smell to it. So I concentrated on women a little older than me and less pretty. One stripper, a reasonably pretty brunette with sagging tits and a bit chubbier than you usually find at strip clubs looked somewhat forlorn. She approached one customer and tried to give him a lap dance but he shooed her away. She whispered into another customer's ears while feeling him up and he took her hand off his crotch and told her to get lost. I think he might have been slightly drunk, something no stripper want to be because that causes them to lose control and that means less money for them and the club. That was the perfect girl for me but I wanted her to approach me. Five minutes later she had made her way to me, plopped down in my lap and asked if I was fun. Yup, she was tipsy. I asked if she was fun and she licked my ear and told me I'd have to find out. She didn't even wait for me to say yes. She led me to the back where there were private dancing booths and I paid the bouncer his five dollar tip and we locked ourselves inside. I barely had time to sit down when she removed her bra and panties leaving her only in garter belt, fishnets and matching pumps. She climbed in my lap and squirmed around to the beat of the music the DJ was playing, took my hands and placed them on her tits and asked me to massage them. I hadn't had tits in my hands for more than five years. I played them like a fiddle. Then she guided one of my hands to her pussy. I immediately stuck my finger up inside her. She said it felt good and then began undoing my pants. In seconds she was kneeling on the floor giving me head while I played with her hair. One thing about older plainer women, they give better head. She sucked my average throbbing cock for the rest of the song and then got up on me again and sat down on my cock until I was all the way inside her. She forgot to put a condom on me but I didn't care. I was desperate to cum in her. She kissed me while I was twisting her nipples. Strippers NEVER kiss you. We fucked through five songs before I came in her. I don't know by what miracle I held out that long. I had a five year pair of blue balls. It was the best cum in my life period. It was the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had. For a moment I thought I might have blew my balls off I came so hard. When she got off me there was a puddle of come in the chair and it was dripping down both thighs and dripping out of her onto the floor.

"Wow baby, has it been a while?" I told her I just got out of prison and hadn't cum in years. I thought she was going to cry hearing that. So we cleaned up and she led me back to the lounge. I could have been done right there but my cock was still hard and I knew I'd be good for another go in an hour and since she was so good I was willing to have another go at her if she was still there. Then she wandered off the the dressing room dripping cum on the floor on the way back. That's when I remembered I had forgotten to tip her. What surprised me was she also forgot and strippers NEVER forget to ask for their tip which by my estimate should have been about $20. So far I'd spent $6 for the best fuck of my life.

So I sat there to watch the show as the strippers all eventually made their way around to me to collect their dollar tips after a minute of squirming in my lap or bouncing their tits in my face. Then a pretty young brunette with perky B cup tits sat down in my lap. "Hiya sweetie. Are you fun?" Well that sounded familiar. She looked vaguely familiar but by then I'd had two dozen girls take a seat in my lap so I was having a difficult time figuring out why she seemed familiar. Another thing about her is she seemed a bit young to be stripping. Had I seen her on the street or in the park or grocery store I might have guessed she was no older than 15 or 16 but I also hadn't seen a girl in person in over five years so I attributed my observation of her age to my incarceration.

As she was squirming in my lap doing far more to earn her dollar tip than any of the other girls, the tipsy brunette whom I had fucked the hour before strutted up to us and said "I see you've met my daughter, if you're nice to her she's more fun than I am." And with that she leaned in and kissed me full on the lips then turned to her daughter and kissed her daughter full on the lips and obviously slipped her some tongue and took a feel of her tit while she was at it.

Her Daughter asked if I'd like to go to the back room and naturally I said yes.

She was even faster than her mom. She didn't even wait for me to sit down before she was completely naked pushing me into the same chair I'd sat in before and she climbed into my lap and began licking around in my mouth. I felt her up and she pushed her wet pussy onto my fingers. Unlike her mom, she was tight, very tight, almost like a virgin. I played with her wonderful tits and she reached between my legs and felt me up. She skipped the blow job and climbed aboard sinking down on my cock taking me all the way inside. She was way way tighter than her mom. She was even tighter than my old underage girlfriend I went to prison for fucking. I could barely hold back before cumming after about five minutes of her cervix strangling my cock while she tried desperately to lick her way down my throat. Even after cumming in her she didn't want to stop but instead kept fucking me until she came. Good thing she was lubed and I was still horny. We emerged from the booth to find her Mom waiting for us outside. We kissed good night and then her mom kissed me good night and then the daughter didn't wait for her mom to finished and she slipped her tongue back in along side her Mom's tongue. After another minute they finished and said a final good night before heading off to their dressing room.

AS for me I took a piss in the men's room before heading out. I didn't expect to see any girls as friendly as that mother and daughter team and two cums was a pretty good Friday night even for an ex con fresh out of prison. I decided to call it a night and went out to the bus stop to see if there were any more buses that night or if I'd have a long walk home. I was there for about twenty minutes beginning to think I was going to walk home when a sedan pulled up to the bus stop, a window rolled down and a young brunette with perky tits asked if I needed a ride home. Me being no dummy, I said yes and got in. There was another brunette in the back seat and he looked like the younger version of the one sitting in front of me. We exchanged greetings and it was about then when it dawned on me that I hadn't tipped the daughter for fucking me either. I was a little nervous having a tipsy woman drive us home. We pulled into a driveway before I realized I hadn't told them where I lived.

"Well you coming sweetie?" The mom asked. I got out and followed them into the house.

"This is my daughter Amy and Sandra you've already met" she said with a giggle. In the light of the house Amy looked about twelve and now with the brighter light her sister looked even younger than I though, fourteen maybe. "And I'm Amanda, Kitty is my stage name." I hadn't known her or her daughter's stage name. Maybe they told me but I was too horny to file it away in my memory banks.

I had no idea what was going to happen. It was around 8 O'clock and the girls worked the day shift which ended around 7 pm. Usually the best time to go is late at night because the girls who didn't make much money get desperate and start offering sex favors for cheap but I hadn't spent $30 for the night. That's a really cheap night at a strip club.

I was offered a seat on the sofa and then the two sisters sit down on either side of me while mom disappeared. Sandra told her sister that I was a really good kisser and a good fuck. I was an average fuck. A desperate fuck but an average one. But Amy didn't want to take her sister's word for it, she climbed into my lap to see for her self. In went the tongue and back up went my cock. I heard a throat clear and tipsy Mom had returned wearing the same lingerie she had on when she gave me a lap dance. Amy made no move to remove her tongue. That's when her mom took my hands and placed them on her daughter's ass, you know, the 12 year old's ass! She was totally O.K. with her preteen daughter tongue fucking a much older man.

"So how long were you in for?" Mom asked. I was surprised that she asked that question.

"A little over five years."

That's when she leaned in and first whispered something into Sandra's ear then Amy's and in a flash both were naked crawling all over me. As for Mom, she got on her knees and started sucking me again. Both daughters licked their way back into my mouth while I reached for their pussies. A few moments later Amy climbed into my lap and gave me her hymen to bust through. I didn't even last two minutes with those flesh covered vice grips crushing my cock milking the sperm from my balls. The youngest fuck I'd ever had before that was her sister. Now Amy was filled with my cum. I had worked my way down the family tree and now Mom was trying to lick my ear drum while Sandra was giving my other ear a blow job.

Later the next morning at breakfast they explained that they do this once in a while when they spot a recently released ex con they like to have fun with him but Amy hadn't participated before. I had been her first. I spent the weekend with the three of them cumming in all their holes before I got done and then they gave me a ride home and told me to not be a stranger. So they didn't forget to ask for a tip. They were deliberately fucking me for free. Mom pointed me out to her daughter in the club and she found her way to me and fucked me for free on purpose. What a welcome back to freedom!

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by Anonymous on Jun 13, 2017 at 8:42 AM

Good Bullshit story ! do the math ! You say you are 52 now, and in 1984 you were release from prison ? that would make you 19 ? you did 5 years? So you went to prison at 14? for having sex with an underage girl? How much younger was she ?

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by Anonymous on Jun 13, 2017 at 2:55 PM

IF HE EVEN ANSWERS, he's going to say he did the math wrong or the year wasn't 1984 or the age he posted as isn't 52.

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by Anonymous on Jun 13, 2017 at 3:16 PM

I loved your story and thanks so much for sharing. Not only was it erotic, but well written and punctuated. Ignore the bean counters who have zero appreciation for the ART of the Written Word.

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