Stripper Adventures (1999)
I usually, see things as black and white, and there is little gray. It's right or wrong. There is no in-between for me.
When I first auditioned at the Beehive on rt 22, in Delmont, PA, I was given the rules:
We don't have sex with clients. We are not hookers.
I'm sure. There were more rules, but this is the only one I remember.
We don't have sex with clients. OK. So I didn't. I fell right into the stereotype and stigma within what is now known as the sex worker community.
A few months into my new stripper career, I took up a second job at the Climax, right up the street from the Beehive.
The Climax had recently made national news with the first ever drive-through stripper window. You'd pull your car around behind the building to the window where you'd pay a stripper to dance for you. The national media attention caused the club to have an influx of visitors.
When I started working there I was given similar rules about not fucking clients. OK, we don't fuck the clients.
I showed up on time. I didn't use drugs or drink during work. I stayed out of stripper drama. I did my job well. I was a hard worker and I followed all of the rules.
Until one day I didn't.
I was 18. A baby stripper, only a few months in. A younger gentleman wanted a lap dance with me, so I grabbed his hand and took him to a couch in a more private area away from the stage.
I had a routine for my lap dances. Each one I performed each move in the same order.
I'd start by putting my titties in their face and then slowly slide down their body pausing to rub my titties on their crotch. Then I would rub their cock, through their pants, with my face and mouth through their pants. My mouth was always closed, just a quick rub and then I would move on to my next move. I'd stand up and turn around so they could see my cute butt while I sat on their lap and started grinding on them. Once in a while the client would grab my hips and guide me to grinding how they wanted me to grid; their goal was to get off while I was grinding. This rarely happened, because I'd stop before they were close enough and turn around, stand in front of them and put my titties back in their face. Sometimes I'd put my feet on the back of the couch, my face in their crotch, and my hands on the floor, or on his knees. This positioned my pussy about an inch from their face. The customer was close enough to see all of the details of my pussy as well as smell it. Guys loved this. I didn't always do this move, only if the client was really nice and generous. Then I'd end the song straddling his lap, facing him, grinding on him until the song was over.
The younger hottie loved his first dance and opted to go for a second dance. During his second dance when my feet were on the back of the couch and my pussy was an inch from his face, he leaned forward a bit and started licking my wetness.
I've had guys try this in the past and I always immediately stopped it and changed positions. This time I didn't. I let him lick me for the rest of the song. After the song was over I got up and asked if he wanted another dance. Of course he did.
I skipped most of my routine and straddled him, face to face. I repositioned his hard cock through his gym shorts, so it was in the perfect position to rub against my clit. I wanted more, I wanted to cum.. I got close to orgasm while I was grinding my clit on his cock, with thin material between the two. I whispered in his ear, do you want to lick me more?
He did, so I positioned my pussy back into his face. This was the only position that the cameras couldn't see exactly what was going on.
As he licked me, I teased his cock through his pants with my face and my mouth. Only this time, I didn't keep my mouth closed. I wrapped my lips around his cock, through his shorts, and stroked him a little with my lips.
He licked me until I came on his face. Then he slowly licked up my juices as I waited for my legs to stop shaking. I got down and back on his lap, facing him, and continued to grind my wetness against his hardness.
We did this for several more songs. Him licking me then me grinding on him then him licking me again. He made me cum several times before my grinding on his dick made him cum in his underwear.
It was the first time I allowed a client to sexually please me at work. It was hot. We were breaking club rules, which somehow turned me on even more, because it was naughty. It definitely helped that he was pretty decent at licking me and sexy.
I didn't break strip club rules often in the seven years I was a stripper. But, when I did, it was almost always for my own sexual gratification. He continued to visit me often for the remainder of the summer.
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