Lap Dance

Francis waltzed into my room where I was lying on my bed reading a Cussler novel. “Hey, what the hell is a lap dance?”

I was focused on the book so I asked “A what?”

“A lap dance. Mel asked me last night to give him a lap dance but I don’t know what he was talking about so I said no way. What is it?”

My mind started running, first off I was going to have to body slam Mel for asking my 18 year old sister to do something like that, second, my sister was still naïve enough not to know, third, why was she asking me?

“Why you asking me? Maybe I don’t know either.”

“Well if you don’t then I’ll go ask somebody else, maybe dad.”

I smiled an evil grin, “I don’t think that’s a question for dad.”

“Then you do know, tell me.”

I’d never had a girl do a lap dance for me but I’d seen videos on the net and some at parties so I knew that there were different versions, mostly because of what the woman was or was not wearing when she did it. “I don’t think that’s something you should be doing at your age. Maybe when you are old enough to drink you’ll be old enough to do something like that.”

“Then it’s dirty, nasty?”

“I don’t know about dirty and nasty but it is sexual, kind of like foreplay to real screwing.”

Fran fidgeted a little “Did a girl ever do one for you?” she asked cautiously.

“No, but I saw some at some parties I’ve been too, they can get pretty hot.”

“Okay” said my sister as she sat on the end of my bed, “tell me. What’s so special? What do the boy and girl do?”

“First of all the boy doesn’t do anything except get hot. The girl does the work, the dance which is supposed to turn the guy on. She does a booty shake, some hip swinging and twisting; throwing her ass in his face then sits on his lap and does the same thing while sitting on his legs. He gets turned on then they go somewhere and fuck.”

“Do they always have sex after?”

“No, I’ve seen girls do that for several guys then ignore them completely later. Some girls like to show their junk, it’s another type of cock teasing.” Fran looked at me for a few moments; I could see thoughts swirling around her head.

“Thanks, I don’t think I could do something like that.” She got off the bed and left.

I picked up my book again but couldn’t concentrate on Dirk and Al, Fran had reset my brain to sex mode and I was thinking about some lap dances I’d seen.

My sister and I ignored each other for a couple of weeks more. I was a little curious what she was doing with Mel but I didn’t bring it up. He was in her class at school so he was pretty much a non-person in my group of friends. Besides, as long as she didn’t get knocked up, I didn’t really care too much about what she was doing when the lights were out.

I came home from basketball practice early one night, our parents were still working. When I went past my sister’s room I heard music booming through the partially open door. I pushed it wider to tell her to put something on I wanted to hear but my words jammed tight in my throat. Fran had her back to me so she didn’t see me standing in the door as she jimmied and shimmied her ass, keeping a booty rocking, hip rolling beat with the music. She was wearing only bra and panties as she practiced her dance. Her butt was swinging circles in the air, her legs pumping it up and down at the same time. I’d never seen a girl’s ass move in so many different directions at once. It was fascinating, and a little sexy.

No – it was a lot sexy.

I pushed the door wider, leaned on the jamb and watched my sister. She put on more show then slowly stepped around. She looked up and saw me standing in her room and froze in place for two heartbeats then began to shriek. The terror in her eyes faded quickly, turning to rage when she recognized me. “YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!?”

I was grinning like an idiot, “Watching you dance, what do you think?”

Fran grabbed her bathrobe off the floor and threw it over her shoulders. She slammed the off button on her music box and took up her verbal assault on me again “You bastard, you scared the shit out of me. What do you think you were doing?”

“Hey the goddamn door was open bitch, don’t get all fucked up at me, I heard the music and stopped to see what you were doing. What are you doing, practicing a lap dance like you asked me about?”

My sister was calming down. We weren’t strangers to each other in our underwear so that didn’t embarrass her but she started to turn red “I found some dance videos on the web so I was trying to do what they were doing.”

“Lap dance videos?”

She burned redder “Yeah, it’s kind of fun making my butt swing around like that, it’s a good workout too.”

“Well from the short show I just got it looked to me like you learned some pretty sensational moves. You were rocking girl.”

Fran brightened “You think so?