A horny night of strip club sex.
Strip club sex is one of those things that you know happens but never really know when it’ll happen. Some girls are very shy about that and go strictly by the rules. Other dancers are far more lenient and naughty. I was one of the latter ones. See, the fun starts with this naughty little story from last summer. I joined my friend for an “amateur night” her club hosted. Obviously, it filled quickly with the usual dancers and a couple of new girls that popped up from the crowd! These nights are usually wild and unruly and really fun. My stripper friend, Julie, says that the fun of it is all in the experience.
She has seen plenty of girls pop up and dance for one night and make so much money that they want to do it again. It’s like a naughty little adventure, like trying a kink for the first time and loving it. So when Julie told me they would be hosting another amateur night, I signed right up! I didn’t even need to go in with the crowd and volunteer. She simply took me along to work that day, and we picked out a couple of cute outfits and some matching lingerie on the way. Amateur nights are super lenient, too, since the guys enjoy the thrill of seeing totally ‘normal’ girls strip down and act wild for them. She says some girls get so horny, they even have strip club sex in the back rooms.
I was so excited to dance.
The second we stepped into the changing rooms, it was like something turned on. The lights and ambiance of it turned me into a little devil. The same little devil that would sext my boyfriend in the middle of our college classes just to turn him on and spite him. The same little devil that would record a video of a striptease just to entice him when I knew he couldn’t come over. THAT is what I’m made of, and that’s what came flooding out of me that ‘amateur night.’ I just had no idea that it would turn into such a hot night of strip club sex! I went there fully, knowing I might get really turned on. However, I didn’t know I’d really go all the way.
My first outfit was a little low-cut black dress. It was tiny—a mini-dress in its own right. The front was so low cut that it reached my belly button and showed off all my cleavage. I wore no bra underneath, and under the skirt, donned a tiny little sparkling red g-string. When I stepped out onto the floor, everything changed. I looked around the room with Bambi’s eyes for a second, and then it hit me. Julie came out to dance with me, and we went grinding against the poles all night. Before long, we even got some guys begging us to do the champagne room. However, the champagne room usually turns into strip club sex, and I didn’t know it yet!
We went back with them.
Were we really going to turn down all that VIP money? Absolutely not! Julie came with me and showed me the ropes on how to treat and spoil them. Soon, the money was falling, and the booties were shaking. We treated them all night with lapdances and our perky titties in their face. Then, things got wilder. As one of the guys pulled me onto his lap, I felt his hard cock rubbing against me. And after so much money, drinks, and pure mischief, I loved it. I craved it. So I dropped a hand to stroke his cock through his jeans. The second I did that, we both lost all control. He undid his zipper, and I didn’t dare stop him. I wanted him to fuck me.
Julie watched with curious eyes, but she craved it too. She craved strip club sex and the handsome guy she was dancing with too. It was like one of my favorite fetish phone sex fantasies. As he pulled her onto his lap, she caved in too. We shut the curtains and let them really have us. The lights sparkled, the drinks poured, and we danced on their laps against their bare cocks. Julie was one of the first girls I ever played within a college girl threesome, and it certainly won’t be the last.
