Erotic Stories: Sexy Show in Amsterdam

This lady knew well what she was doing. It was a kind of art. She was resembling a statue. It made the excitement even bigger.


My daughter Mary was traveling around Europe. Being in Amsterdam she said she’d joined another Aussie and they wanted to walk through the red light district. My wife Kate and me were worried for them, hoping they wouldn’t get into any trouble.

I was at my job, sitting at the desk, trying not to imagine what they might encounter, and how they would act.

We’d visited a peep show when we’d been there in our young age. I was interested wheteher much had changed.

We had been nearly shaking with anxiety. It was truly one of the most shocking things we’d done in our lives. Nobody of the people we knew had ever visited a live show. When we lowered the curtain around us, we were in complete darkness. I dropped the money into the slot with shaking fingers.

Then the curtain quickly rose and there was one of the hottest looking ladies I’ve ever seen. She was lying on a bed.

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I flushed with excitement and the thrill of this new “adventure”.

The woman was lying on her side, legs crossed, so her her thigh had a great line tapering down to her foot. She had a black and red dress with lace, and her large boobs were almost spilling out. I could even see the dark skin of her nipple peeking out.

I felt guilty looking at her. I told my wife later and she’d laughed when I confessed I felt like cheating on her. She didn’t think about it, she was completely engrossed with the show.

The lady had seemed to look straight at us, but really she couldn’t have seen us because a bright light was shining straight over her bed, providing us the privacy we wanted and her the spotlight she definitely craved. My dick was throbbing when I looked at her body, the rawness of this situation and the total pleasure of the fact that we were doing it together. I was excited that my wife had made me visit this show.

Even now the memories of that time arouse me, but now being aware that my daughter can be visiting the same show the arousal faded almost instantly.

This lady knew well what she was doing. It was a kind of art. When she stood up, raising her arms high over her head, she remained in this position for a second or two. She was resembling a statue. It made the excitement even bigger.

The high cut leg on her dress rose till it almost vanished up the crack of her butt. She started to sway like she was dancing. After that she turned to us. While her shoulders were moving, she dropped one strap, then the other, and her fabulous boobs were naked and began to sway on their own.

I recall Kate gasping as the lady when she started to move her dress over her gorgeous hips, slowly, inch by inch, teasing us with little glimpses of her body and after that pulling it back up a bit. Kate’s hand seeked my thigh and moved up to my cock as the lady dropped her dress and kicked it away.
“Fuck,” Kate murmured. She had never sworn before.

I didn’t say anything.

Now, the woman was totally naked except black lace, stockings, crimson stilettos and jewelry. She sashayed towards the place where we were, and I felt like my heart was going to stop. Kate’s fingers dug deep into my groin when the lady descended upon us. She was near the glass and pressed herself to it, her boobs squashed, her hips thrust up hard when she moved them. She pushed her mound over the glass and after that …

The curtain fell.

I still let out a loud breath thinking of it. Never have I ever been so disappointed in my whole life. For the 20 bucks, which was then an awfully large sum of money, we of course got its worth but I desired more.

“Fuck,” Kate laughed. “It’s unbelievable we’ve just done this.”

Her face was full of excitement.

“Yeah,” I breathed as she playfully embraced me.

“What will we do now?” she said, looking at me seductively.

“I really don’t know.”

“Should we pay once more?’

“No,” I answered and we went back to our hotel.

We had the most awesome sex that night. It enhanced our desire greatly.

The memories of that nigth with Kate after the show made me want to go home right now, during the work day. After all, we at least had our own house, our children have become adults and went traveling, but instead of it I took the phone and called my daughter.

‘Hello daddy,’ I heard Mary’s voice on the other end of line.

‘I was just worrying about you,’ I started talking and then let her speak for nearly half an hour.

I said nothing about the show, I told her to take care of herself like I always did before ending the conversation. My daughter was more mature than we had been back then, and I hoped that we’d taught her well.

I wondered if Mary’s memories would be as amazing as mine, and I promised myself to tell her about that show when she arrives home.

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