The Striper's Cilent (Cockslave only)

musicankane

I blew a monkey once.
Joined
Dec 30, 2004
Posts
15,638
I lost my cherry when I was seventeen to a girl in high school who fucked me out of pity during the Prom.

That was the first time I had sex.

I'm 22 now, and I've had sex a total of once time in my life.

After five years of a dry spell I have been lonely and despreate. So I went to a stirp joint called the Candy Cat. You know I loved it the first time. Girls actually trying to turn me on, not out of pity.

Okay it was their job but still they smiled and tried to strike up conversations with me. It was refreshing.

My favorite girl there was Clare, or otherwise named the blonde vixen. Her first lap dance for me was unbelievable, she makes me bust a nut almost everytime she gives me a little shake.

So I started going all the time, like every day Clare worked I would be there forking over hundreds of dollars a week to her.

I could afford it because of my Accounting job and it still was cheaper than having a real girlfriend.

I sighed and blinked in the darkness as I walked into the club. The music pulsed through the room and I moved to my favorite seat to the left of the stage. I watched the girl dancing for the other guys, she was cute and had pressence but she had nothing on the pure sexual energy Clare had.
 
clare

My name is Clare. I have been a stripper at the Candy Cat for about six months now. It was good steady work , paid well and the security kept all the real weirdos out.

My figure was suited to the work too, standing at five foot ten, athletic build, 36d - 24 -35. My hair down to my waist a strawberry blonde shade that drove some of the guys wild. My eyes a sparkling blue that seem to shimmer in the lights of the club.

I had a few regular customers now one of which was Nate. He was in here at least once or twice every week. He always watched the other girls but requested me for the private room. He loved having private lap dances .

I could see him in the audience tonight. His usual seat, stage left. The others said he only came in when I was due on. Sweet. I was up next after Rebekkah. Then we'll see what happens.
 
I clapped politely as Rabbekah finished her set and I set a few bucks on the stage. The DJ came over the speakers and announced the Clare was coming on next and I edged closer in my seat. I clapped and whistled as she walked out in her high heels and thin outfit. Her long hair flowed behind her like some kind of curtain. I loved her hair. I wished I could grab handfuls of it and just use it like a pillow. I moved the chair closer to the stage and pulled out my wad of bills and eagerly watched her dance.
 
clare

I move around the stage as I do my naughty cop routine. Dancing until I am ready to strip. Then going forward to the edge of the stage removing first the cop shirt, slowly undoing the buttons one at a time, flashing first one material covered breast. Then covering it with the shirt I flash the other before letting it drop to the floor.

I move round to another side, swaying my hips in time to the beat I unzip the skirt before bending over with my ass to the crowd and removing it too. Giving them a good view of my thong covered pussy and heart shaped ass. After some of the guys slip the bills into my thong I dance round to the last side.

Pretending to masturbate with the nightstick in front of Nate I turn and get him to remove the bra by undoing the ties. This usually means he'll give a good tip.
 
All the time I've come here and she never let anyone but me untie her bra. I did so with my teeth, clamping on the string and pulling away. MY hands slipped a twenty into her thong and I whispered.
"You gonna come by so I can get a lap dance when you're done?" I asked her pulling her bra free and she let it fall into her hands.
 
clare

"Sure thing Nate , you know I always have time for you sugar. You can give me back the bra then . Just give me five after my set."

I turn away from him again and head to the centre of the stage and finish dancing. We always keep our briefs on for the dancing sets. Something to do with state law and public places, but when we do our lap dances in the back we can get completely naked.

It was a good set I had around 200 bucks in my thong, not bad for one dance. I like it when it's a busy night. The way it works here is each dancer pays $50 for the night to dance, $20 an hour for the back room and what ever else she makes she gets to keep. The management makes enough on the entry fees $20 a head and then the drinks on top of it.

On a good night I can clear around $500 why unlike some of the others I can afford to work two maybe three shifts at most a week. It pays for the apartment, my restored '72 chevy nova and the fees for my business course.
 
I smiled and stuck her bra down the front of my shirt and watched her finish her dance. IT didn't take her ass much to make my littlle Jimmy hard as a rock. Hell I'd need five minutes to calm down. When he left the stage I pushed back from the stage a bit as if to signal the next girl on stage she didn't have to spend much attention to me because I was looking to move on. Strip club lingo, you gonna learn it or you'll get girls hating you. You'd think they'd all be seflish but they get the jig of things pretty well and it's never awkward when they all know the score. Every one in a while you get the new girls that don't know but that blows over pretty quickly.
 
clare

leaving the stage I nip back to the dressing rooms to change outfits. Once I wipe myself down after the dance and freshen up I found my red bra and string ensemble with the red fringed lacy crop top. I know Nate loves red lingerie, most men do.

I walk round to the bar where he is sitting and he buys me a drink before we head through the back for the private dance. This is part of his ritual. I don't know if it is because it reminds him of the normal dating process or what. If it makes him happy though it's good by me.

We sit and chat for a bit about what he's been up to and what sort of week we both have had. A bit like friends who haven't seen each other for a bit. Once our drinks are finished we head through to the room.
 
She was sweet as usualy. I don't truely know if she liked me, or the fact tha tI paid her to like me. I didn't care, this was the only sexual release I got through my week, I needed it and I wasn't going to be sad about it. We went to my favorite private room that had a little bed in it. I liked to lay down because it made it feel normal for me. She never seemed to mind and her lap dances were among the best in the business.
 
Back
Top