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Moneywise
01-07-2005, 01:50 PM
Well,

I only classify my escapades as OTC if we fuck. My definition of sexual relations worth of the OTC thread is the voluntary exchange of bodily fluids. ;) If it's a one way deal I'll put it in TRs. I am, however, looking forward to your next adventure. :)

I do have a TR to write which I will take care of in a few hours like a good little understudy.

MW

Moneywise
01-23-2005, 09:10 PM
I probably shouldn't answer this but I feel compelled to. Dude, hop in head first. http://www.adultnetsurprise.com/forums/images/smilies/new/disturb.gif ;D

Do we worry about a HG ruining the Sc experience? Speaking for yours truly, not at all. I've had one HG with a 20 year old that I haven't seen in weeks and a few semi-HGs with Ms. J. The relationship between Ms. J and I is pretty damned tight. I kinda like being in like flynn so to speak. It gives me a different perspective on the SC environment and how it affects dancers both inside and OTC. She's actually a great girl and I have no regrets. Not a one.

The 20 year old? Well, that HG was off the hook. Since hooking up with her I have stopped in a few times and always been treated very well. She's just really out there and not someone I could see hooking up with on the regular. Regrets? not a one.

In short, if you do hook up with her remember there will most likely be some sort of baggage that comes along with the package. As long as you're prepared for that the sky is the limit. }:D Baggage is universal and not necessarily limited to ladies of the stage.

We'll be here waiting for the HG report. http://www.adultnetsurprise.com/forums/images/smilies/new/campfire.gif

Gia2608
01-24-2005, 02:04 PM
so, is the purpose of this thread just to be a brag-fest?


No, the purpose was to copyright someone else's b.s. story that I've read else where (not sure exactly but def. in print) and pretend it's about him, so everyone else can join in and pretend that this MIGHT happen and they can all be delusional together. >:(

Moneywise
01-24-2005, 08:49 PM
No, the purpose was to copyright someone else's b.s. story that I've read else where (not sure exactly but def. in print) and pretend it's about him, so everyone else can join in and pretend that this MIGHT happen and they can all be delusional together. >:(

LOL Gia. I love how ladies of the night can dip in here and toss a stone here or there but the moment one of us dips over to the pink euphoria we become potential ban bait. ::)

Whether you choose to believe it or not it's out there for the taking. It's right under your nose and you probably don't even know it. Shame on us for taking it when it tantalizes our senses. I'll always have a raincoat ready to shelter a maiden in distress. ;)

IACali
01-24-2005, 10:36 PM
Hmmm, my stories aren't b.s., Gia. Don't be >:( at my boys in blue. Don't like it, don't read it. pplllttthhh. ::)

SportsWriter2
01-24-2005, 11:03 PM
No, the purpose was to copyright someone else's b.s. story that I've read else where (not sure exactly but def. in print) and pretend it's about him, so everyone else can join in and pretend that this MIGHT happen and they can all be delusional together. >:(
I know what you mean, Gia. I've had delusions about Mary Kate Olsen doing lines. ::)

You can sign onto our FTB list and get some unique delusional stories you've never read before. I knew an alien girl from a red planet. :)

I stopped writing OTC reports when Motel 6 switched to key cards that looked like pizza coupons. Who would believe that? :-\

Katrine
01-25-2005, 12:11 AM
I stopped writing OTC reports when Motel 6 switched to key cards that looked like pizza coupons. Who would believe that? :-\

Itc co-branding at its finest! I have a collection of those keys....}:D

Moneywise
01-25-2005, 05:38 AM
You can sign onto our FTB list and get some unique delusional stories you've never read before. I knew an alien girl from a red planet. :)



Hey! I think I knew that same girl. ;D If Gia gets anxious reading some of our TRs and HGs I can't imagine the panic attacks she would suffer reading some FTBs. :-\

SportsWriter2
01-25-2005, 07:01 AM
Itc co-branding at its finest! I have a collection of those keys....}:D
See Gia, this site is about validation, just like the pink site but in a different way. :)

When they went to pizza keys, the receptionist started telling me, "I can put you in a corner room on the second floor. You're one of the truckers." One afternoon she gave me the next-to-the-corner room, and I heard a trucker getting into it with a truckee in the corner room. Sometimes I'm slow picking up on code words. :-\

Gia2608
01-25-2005, 08:39 AM
I HAVE read that story before, he copied it from a magazine. I saw the same thing a few months ago in a porno mag where they have those stupid b.s. "Penthouse forum" like letters.

Alright, I admit it could have happened and stuff like this does happen. I guess was in bratty mood the other day;) . And trust me I am not anxious- I don't care if all the strippers East of the Mississippi wanna fuck for pocket change- I'm just letting you all know, this particular didn't happen to him, and I'm going to pay my meth addict neighbor to rip this apartment apart until he finds the magazine that the story was originally written. So, ha! And then I'm gonna send my dog to eat your dog Money cause mines bigger than yours, na na na na na. :P :P :P :P

Katrine
01-25-2005, 11:06 AM
I HAVE read that story before, he copied it from a magazine. I saw the same thing a few months ago in a porno mag where they have those stupid b.s. "Penthouse forum" like letters.


Which HG story are you referring to Gia? I have been reading smut for years. Truth is, most people who write aren't that creative and the stories all begin to sound alike after a while. Just check out alt.sex.stories.moderated.

80% involve some dude with a 12" schlong picking up a 14 year old cheerleader with long blonde hair and 38D boobs and getting his dick sucked, then fucking the crap out of her, then:
a. snuff
b. mind control to make her his sex slave
c. she invites over girlfriends
d. story ends, the writer already came

So who's the faker here?

doc-catfish
01-25-2005, 11:14 AM
So who's the faker here?

I'm assuming that she's referring to Chil Palmer's opener. She quoted Sandy's text which was post #4 in this thread.

If its in a magazine somewhere, you'd think there might be a version of it online, but I put an excerpt of CP's story into Google and a link to page 1 in this thread was the only result that matched the desired words, or even most of them.
:shrug:

Like you said, fiction or not, there's a million stories out there just like it.

SportsWriter2
01-25-2005, 11:51 AM
80% involve some dude with a 12" schlong picking up a 14 year old cheerleader with long blonde hair and 38D boobs and getting his dick sucked, then fucking the crap out of her, then:
a. snuff
b. mind control to make her his sex slave
c. she invites over girlfriends
d. story ends, the writer already came
So who's the faker here?

I listen to dancer stories about their weekend encounters. I ask questions because it gets them cranked up on their own time.

80% involve some dude with a 9" schlong picking her up and fucking her brains out, then giving great head and choking her with his schlong. But it never works out because he
a. starts treating her like shit :-\
b. wants to stick it in her butt :O
c. went back to his girlfriend :'(
d. said he loved her (no fun after that) :O

I'm convinced that many encounters follow pattern behaviors, unless you find a freak... :O

Katrine
01-25-2005, 12:11 PM
I listen to dancer stories about their weekend encounters. I ask questions because it gets them cranked up on their own time.

80% involve some dude with a 9" schlong picking her up and fucking her brains out, then giving great head and choking her with his schlong. But it never works out because he
a. starts treating her like shit :-\
b. wants to stick it in her butt :O
c. went back to his girlfriend :'(
d. said he loved her (no fun after that) :O

I'm convinced that many encounters follow pattern behaviors, unless you find a freak... :O

Sounds about right, except that I would totally be down with the letter B!!!!!!}:D

I re-read Chili's story and it could sound like a Penthouse letter IF he had not mentioned that money was exchanged. She may not have behaved as if she was doing it for the money AND hell, she likes her job and gives 100% fantasy.

But CP knows it was a business transaction, we all do. I am satisfied with the occurance. As I said, most men aren't that creative, they all want pretty much what CP got when they feel like it...for free of course though!;)

Brel
01-25-2005, 06:58 PM
Alright...I'm not going to get involved in the on-going "argument", but I'll try to post something back to the old-school roots of the thread....

I got my first real offer for OTC activity last night at the club. Woo-Hoo! This may not seem like a big deal to you big-spending, veteran SCJ's or to you young, hunky SCJ's...but to this middle-age, married, overweight, medium-spending SCJ it was a thrill to be asked! }:D Especially since she picked me out of "all" of the guys at the club (there weren't many). Now mind you, I have no pretentions that it was for anything other than $$$, but I gotta take the little victories where I can! She kind of hit me out of the blue with the offer, and she was thinking we'd be leaving right then and there and we could find a place. Needless to say, I wasn't really prepared cash-on-hand-wise to do that. Also, since every subtle question regarding what kind of "donation" would be necessary was met with an answer of "Don't worry, baby", I politely declined the offer! I really don't think she's the philanthropic type, so I was definitely "worrying" a little. ::)

I know its a boring little story, but at least its not an argument! Unless someone decide to tell me it didn't really happen. In which case, I definitely would've created a "happy ending"!

Have fun!

mr_punk
01-25-2005, 07:07 PM
She kind of hit me out of the blue with the offer, and she was thinking we'd be leaving right then and there and we could find a place.for future reference, it's not unusual for offers to come your way near end of the month. furthermore, business may be still bad in some areas or clubs around this time of the year. the perfect recipe for 'the perfect storm'}:D.

FBR
02-02-2005, 07:16 PM
Brel, I think you situation had major potential and its unfortunate that you werent financially prepared at the time (been there...done that :O) If you can try and remedy that in the future.

Out of the blue encounters can reap great rewards if the stars are aligned right. If you guys dont mind me waxing philosophically for a moment, I remember when Miss D first approached me about a year or so ago. She had weasled her way into the flockettes somehow...I knew who she was but had never really talked to her other than a casual hello. At the time I was still pining over Miss B who had cruelly (IMO) cut me off after she realized that she wanted a relationship with Boat Dude who was my OTC nemesis. Anyway, Miss D had been treating me to some of the best LD's I'd ever had when she broached the subject of an OTC encounter. Fortunately, I wasnt so far gone that I couldnt get the details and file them away for future reference. We finally hooked up and it has been incredibly fun ever since. Yeah, its business (which I actually prefer in my sober moments) but dayummm I hope it lasts forever ;D

FBR

Moneywise
02-06-2005, 09:23 PM
Hey Joe? Did you light up a cigarette afterwards? ;D Sometimes things have a way of just falling right into your lap. ;)

$300 for approximately 3 hours of fun in the sun? I'm no accountant but that appears to be a pretty good ROI. :goodvibes

AWZeus
02-24-2005, 11:46 AM
New here - just finished reading the various posts in this thread, thought I'd share something which happened to me about 10 years ago when I lived in NYC.....

So - it happens that I was working in mid-town Manhattan for one of the big investment banks. This place was just 3 blocks away from the (now) famous FlashDancers club. Back in the 90's, if you got there before 5pm, the cover charge was only $5 and the bottles of beer were 2 for 1. Since I have an aversion to real bars (and the accompanying BS between the sexes), this SC was the place which I treated as my regular drinking establishment.


LDs were only $10 at the time, so I used to blow through a (relatively) small amount of cash in the 2-3 hours I would hang out there.


My favorite gal at the time was a Brazilian stripper who went by the stage name of Dylan. She was exactly what you might envision when you think of Brazilian babes - about 5'5", 110lbs, caramel skin, long black hair, FABULOUS body. I would stop in there a couple times a week, drop $100 or so on her and enjoy the ride (4-5 laps at a time, a stage break and then 4-5 more). I never took her into VIP, even though I did visit that room with some others over the years.


We didn't do too much talking when I would hang out - not that there was a language problem or anything - but because I (generally) was not a conversation guy when I stopped by there. I wanted to see the nekkid babes dance (topless club, not full nude) and had (I believe) a reputation as a good tipper. Since I didn't like to sit at the stage rail, when I would make my way up to the stage to give out some 1's, I would generally give 3 or 4 bucks to let them know I appreciated their dancing and beauty. Being a gentlemen to women who are continually confronted with assholes goes a long way towards.....whatever!


After several months of this, I indicated to Dylan that I would love to see her OTC. She gave me her number (home number - cell phones were larger than poodles then) and I called her and we talked a bit. She agreed to come over to my place following a shift the upcoming Friday night.


When Friday came, I anxiously awaited her arrival after she left the club at 8pm following her noon-8 shift. Knowing that I could just be being played as a sucker, I sat there praying (to what god, I don't know) she would actually show up. Around 9pm, the door buzzed and it was her. She came up and was as sexy and gorgeous in my shitty little studio apartment as she ever was in the club.


I got her coat, we moved onto my fold-out futon, watched some TV and toked a few big hits from my bong. Once that kicked in, we were all over each other, kissing and undressing each other. I pulled the bed out to its full size and was about to go downtown on her when she stopped me - "I haven't had time for a shower, so it's best if you don't". Now - that was a bummer, for sure, because I *love* to pleasure a woman with my tongue, but I was a horny 25-year-old and didn't think (to my everlasting regret) of suggesting a shower right then and there. We unwrapped a condom and I proceeded to enter her. After several minutes, she said to me - "Harder, harder!" which, of course, caused me to really drive it in deep with all the lust and power I could muster. She dug her nails into my back and showed that she was enjoying what I was doing to her and I finished with a scream and explosion - and then collapsed on top of her, totally spent.


After we laid there for a few minutes and disentangled ourselves, we fell asleep and the next morning we went downstairs and grabbed her a cab on Columbus Ave for her to take back to her place in Brooklyn. I gave her $20 for the cab (as I recall - I may actually have been a cheap bastard and just kissed her goodbye) and that was the extent of any $$$ for the night.


We got together for one other encounter in the next couple weeks but then she turned cool to me, left FlashDancers for the sister club down on Wall Street and we never really talked again. I did see her again a few times at that club (and once back at FlashDancers) but nothing ever came of that. Tried calling a few times, hoping for the booty call, but it wasn't really meant to be, I suppose.


But I do have the privilege of saying "I've screwed a stripper" whenever the guys get together and start playing "1-up" on each other.


=Z=
(Actually, I also was with another stripper while in NYC, but that should be a different post, yes? And, to be totally honest, I've been stood up when trying to meet up OTC with dancers on more than one occasion - although those days are long gone. I'm married and believe that sex outside of marriage is the unforgiveable sin. However, please don't see that as a judgement on anyone here - your bidness is yours).

Drat
03-02-2005, 07:09 PM
I feel I need to post here but I don't quite know what to say.....where to start.....etc. I'll have to think about it for a while and get back. In the meantime, I have to figure out who I'm gonna go out with tonight. Tough decision.

To be continued...............

FBR
03-06-2005, 04:41 PM
Miss D and I had a private scheduled for 1 o'clock Saturday afternoon. The arrangements were made Wednesday so it was hell thinking about it for the next few days. Saturday finally arrived thank God. I went into the office around 8AM. I had a buttload of work to do which actually was a blessing...it took my mind off of things. Spreadsheets and Word documents were flying on my monitor actually with some productive results. Even a dedicated Junkie like me can get in the work mode when circumstances dictate.

12:30 finally arrived so I wrapped up things and rolled out onto I-75. We had a playdate at Olive Garden (her choice). I hadnt been there for years and to be honest couldnt remember if I liked the food or not. Miss D was up for it so I figured what the hell. The food is nothing but foreplay anyways. I rolled in about 10 minutes early (traffic was non-existent as it turned out). I spent those clicks of the clock chatting up the barmaid. She was very cute and quite friendly. Evil FBR was thinking...hmmmm... After some general BS back and forth conversation turns out she was pregnant. Damn...I should have recognized that glow.

I was keeping an eye on the door and my watch simultaneously. Miss D must have been tuned into that atomic clock cause she rolled in right at 1PM on the button. She looked sooo hot...tight bell bottom jeans, a very cute pink top and Calvin Klein coat (big bucks Im sure). She has an incredible tussle of blonde hair which at the club is normally loose and free for all to enjoy. Today she had it pulled back into a pony tail, the end of which flirted with her ass. How do you spell "I love the school girl look?" After giving me a hug, she slipped up onto the barstool. I had her favorite drink already ordered which earned me a couple of brownie points. We cheered our glasses...my marg and her 1800 shot. We were eye to eye as we did our drinks. Maybe it was my imagination but her eyes were sparkling even more than usual.

Catching up is always fun especially if it involves club drama. Miss D gave me the 4-1-1 on a bunch of things that have been going on. She mentioned the drama with my son and one of the other dancers (as referenced in another thread). I'm not sure how thats going to turn out but I wish him luck. As we were talking her cell rang. It was her sort of best friend inviting her to an event in Columbus that her friend and her BF were planning to attend. I could only hear one side of the conversation but it sounded like her friend was trying to hook her up with some guy. Miss D seemed to poo poo it but who the hell knows...that may have been for my benefit. Her life is hers but I know from experience that when a BF is in the equation, that plays havoc with privates. I learned that bitter lesson with Miss B. As she was talking I just looked straight ahead and concentrated on my appetizer. After she hung up, she said "Oh that Miss A...always trying to fix me up". I just laughed (couldnt think of what else to do) and changed the subject.

The food was excellent and quite filling. I paid the bill and we headed out to the parking lot. Miss D had parked right next to me so we were able to walk all the way together. She gave me a hug and said "See you there". The RR was only a 1/4 mile up the street so we were there in a couple of minutes. After getting the room, we drove back to its location. She always has a problem with the key cards so I had to do it. Insert it into the slot slowly...wait for the green light...presto! Maybe she's just letting me be the big dog for a change.

The room was clean and tidy as always. Even the temperature was perfect. Usually its too cold and I have to fuck around with the thermostat for a while. But not today thank goodness. Miss D fiddled with the TV and finally found a station that suited her. It was a rerun of some movie on HBO. I dont think she really cares what is on...she just likes the background noise. The TV foreplay complete, we disrobed. I love to watch her do so...its very hot. She doesnt do anything super special...top over her head...jeans down. Just like you would do in a normal situation. And maybe its the normalcy that is sooo enticing. She was down to a gorgeous low cut bra and thong when she reached into her purse and pulled out a fairly large bottle of lotion. "Cocoa butter" she said. I'm sure I was grinning ear to ear as I took the bottle from her hand. With a couple of swift movements, the bra and thong were on the floor and Miss D was lying face down on the bed. "Lube me up" she said smiling.

FTB

I could hear the shower running. I didnt want to miss it but damn I was bushed. A triple play for her which is always a home run for me. Being an old guy I had to settle for a single but what the hell. I made it in the shower in time and enjoyed a little scrub a dub dub with her. I know it sounds corny but I have names for several parts of her anatomy. Each in turn got some attention which was good for a laugh. I shut off the shower and she got out and wrapped herself in one of the towels. MMMMm nothing sexier than a white towel contrasting with a nice tan. By that time I was thinking of round two but I didnt press it...I knew she had dinner plans with her parents that evening.

We finished getting dressed and, after checking that we didnt leave anything in the room, headed out to our vehicles. Miss D hadnt really checked out my new truck so I unlocked it so she could view the inside. She was leaning over the seat trying to scope out the entertainment console so I took the opportunity to show her the ins and outs. Of course I was pretty much lying on top of her as I pointed out the CD changer, XM radio etc. She kind of ground her butt against me LOL Gawd I love this girl LOL

We parted company with a hug and a kiss. I assume we'll get together next week...at least I sure hope so.

FBR

SportsWriter2
03-06-2005, 05:25 PM
Nicolina, FBR writes the best FTB descriptions, and this Miss D likes sucking better than the Act itself. Highly recommended reading. :)

FBR, I imagine you've been reading Nicolina's posts.

Susan Wayward
03-06-2005, 09:37 PM
FTB? how did I miss this acronym?

Susan Wayward
03-06-2005, 11:10 PM
Oh, yeah, and hey, FBR, how do I get hooked up with a private with Miss D myself?;) Now that I've seen her, I get kind of excited by your reports (oh and having met you of course).

Moneywise
03-07-2005, 05:25 AM
That was a very nice read FBR. Twas very descriptive and full of fun. Ms. D sounds like a great person to hangout with (among other things.) ;D

FBR
03-08-2005, 06:05 PM
Oh, yeah, and hey, FBR, how do I get hooked up with a private with Miss D myself?;) Now that I've seen her, I get kind of excited by your reports (oh and having met you of course).

LOL Susan

Yeah yeah whatever. I noticed how you threw in the part about meeting me as an afterthought ;)

FBR

FBR
03-08-2005, 06:07 PM
That was a very nice read FBR. Twas very descriptive and full of fun. Ms. D sounds like a great person to hangout with (among other things.) ;D

Shes a jewell indeed, MW. I know she will move on someday but I'll enjoy the present for now.

FBR

Drat
03-15-2005, 02:22 PM
I have had many “THG“ experiences over the last few years that I’ll relate here over time. But I thought I’d share a friend of mine’s experience that has given my buddies and I a lot of entertainment over the years first.

It was convention time again and we are planning a big trip to Vegas for 6 or 7 of our friends. The fact that most of the guys were married didn’t stop us from making some strip club plans. (I’m sure you know how that goes.)

The hard part was getting away for the night from the few guys in the group that couldn’t be trusted (the “whipped” ones) with the information that we were all going out. The married guys wives were all friends and we knew that nights adventures would get back to all the wives if the “whipped” guys knew what was going on.

We came up with some story that we got a few tickets to a private party put on by one of the convention companies and didn’t have enough tickets for them to come with us. It worked and a few of us escaped the herd.

Our adventures that night took us to a little strip club in Vegas, (not a very good club, but undoubtedly the one that gave our taxi driver the biggest kickback.) After a few hours we all had our girls picked out and started spending money. One of my married friends, lets call him “R” didn’t have much money and he didn’t want to go very far anyway because of his wife so he mostly talked to the girls in our booth as the rest of us took turns in the private rooms. One of the girls who hung in our booth we quickly nicknamed “ugly chick” because although she had a nice body, her beauty must have been buried pretty far down under her makeup. She was really funny to talk to, because we heard nothing but how she couldn’t make any money because none of the guys liked her. (Not a smart strategy, for anybody who likes to grumble to their customers) We left that night when the club closed. Most of us very happy.

The next night, we came back to see the girls we had met the night before. “R” had given us his credit cards with the instructions to keep it from him if he asked for it. We were only in the club for a matter of 5 minutes before he was begging for it back. After a big fight and his threatening us if we didn’t give it back we gave it to him. He then left the club, to meet up with “ugly chick” He had a few hundred dollars on him.

The rest of us entertained ourselves in Vegas for the next many hours. (That is a whole other story) and we got back to our hotel by 8am or so only to find that “R” had not returned yet. He wasn’t answering his cell phone either.

After about an hour of looking for him, he stumbled down the hall toward the room. His shirt was half way untucked and he had a stunned look on his face. He told us that he had walked back to the hotel because he didn’t’ have enough money for a cab ride. Upon asking him what happened to all his money, you could see him struggling to find the words. He didn’t want to admit to cheating on his wife or being with “the ugly chick” so his mind raced to come up with an excuse.

All he could think to say was………”I was robbed!” With that he looked up at the two of us that were there and gave a tiny little smile.

“R” still sticks to his story that nothing happened that night. But that little smile said it all. To this day, we refer to THG as “getting robbed

Ginorod55
03-20-2005, 12:29 PM
Gino Gets MILF'd }:D

Called Ms F to confirm our date. I'd met her two days earlier during a quick scouting stop at Club P (See TR #1937 -- sorry, don't know how to do links yet). Ms F is a hot MILF -- small top, wonderful curvy caboose, just the right size and shape for holding on to. She has 2 daughters, 19 and 22, that also work at Club P, so I'm guessing early to mid 40's. Ms F was very friendly, full contact at the club. We came up for air after a particularly hot dance with deeeeep kissing and I suggested we finish our activities OTC. Her response, "You can come to my apt." 8)

So here I am two days later -- will she play? will she flake? will she expect a tip or be offended by an offer of money?

(Don't kid yourselves, gents. The ladies are worth whatever the market will bear, and over the last few years I've contributed plenty of funds "for my kids' [the dancer's kids] college trust fund," as they have so quaintly described it. But once in a while a dancer will want to play with you [read the NATOs where the ladies mention a gentleman that strikes their fancy, if you don't believe me] and just want some hot sex, no strings or money attached. Dancers are people too. I had a lovely dancer tell me last year in the middle of some of the hottest LDs I've ever had, "Gino, you'll never pay me for anything we do OTC." I was glad for the heads-up. I know, it sounds like some SCJers' pipe dream. How do I know it's true? Read on, McDuff.)

When I called Ms F she told me she would have to work because she had to skip a day waiting on furniture to be delivered to her new apartment. Oh oh, I think. "But I'll be off by 10 or 10:30. You can come over then." ;D

Called her again at 9:45.

Hi. This is Gino (in my best syruppy voice.)

Hold on, let me get my mom.

;D I'm getting goose bumps. If you only knew what mom's up to, little one.

Well, the girls have just ordered pizza, but she's still planning on getting off by 10:30, so I plan on being at her apt at 11. I grab a bite, pick up some green apple Smirnoff's, and head over. Her apt complex is very easy to find, but it's huge, with multiple driveways that don't connect. I hate being late but I finally spot her building, find a parking spot, and rush over with my travel kit (gotta bring supplies, can't assume anything) and the refreshments. No answer. :(

The wind is unseasonably cold, so I turn my car around to wait in shelter where I can set up surveillance. Two, three, four cars pull in -- no joy. Finally another car pulls in and a blonde in bulky sweats walks in the right direction. Could be, so I jump out with a friendly 'hi.' Oh, good, it is her. "Go on up out of the cold," I try not to yell at 11:20 at night, "I'm right behind you."

Ms F greets me with a friendly peck on the lips, I open a couple of bottles, and she shows me around a nicely-appointed, newly-furnished one-BR apt. We sit on the couch and chit-chat with a couple of French kisses thrown in here and there. Her body feels so nice and soft next to me. Some mild petting. I don't know how long to keep this up, but she makes a move, "Wanna move to the bedroom?" Sure. ;D

(Now, I'm used to writing full reports, but I've noticed some posters here fade to black and others are fairly detailed. Hopefully what follows is hot but tasteful, and you all will let me know what you think.)

Ms F asks me to get comfortable and runs off to the bathroom with a nightie in hand. How comfortable is comfortable, I wonder. I take my time and am down to my skivvies by the time she returns with a short, leopard print. Mmm. Momma is looking good.

She pulls down the covers and we jump in. Ahh, nice full-body contact, soft and warm. Pecks become passionate kisses. We explore each other's bodies and after a while she sits up and pulls her nightie revealing a matching g-string. I get my first mouthful and play with her responsive nipples. I move down, kissing her belly, thighs, and then, and then... Mmm, delicious, sweet, soft, yummy, responsive...

Ms F finishes with arching back and moans, as she squeezes my head. I move back up and we kiss lightly then deeply then lightly.

What can I do to drive you crazy?, I ask.

You already have.

Ms F decides it's time to return the favor and starts licking and nibbling my nipples and then follows the rest of my playbook. Oh, she's good, she's very good. Though I've never had any complaints, rather plenty of compliments (SS or not), it seems to me that there is a noticeable increase in endowment. Damn, she's good; she pays attention to everything. ;) I struggle to maintain composure, but she reads me like a book and knows instinctively when to slow down.

Finally the cowgirl reaches for a very thin, very red cover and mounts up, riding away to mutual ecstasy.

(Cold shower break, BRB)

Wheeww! I feel better now. Blood is circulating properly again. Back to Ms F.

We rested and snuggled. It was 1:00 when we remembered that we both had an early morning ahead. We both said our goodbyes and thank you's.

Will I be back? Maybe. Do I want to come back? Probably. Should I come back? Only very carefully. I don't want/need a relationship. From some of the things she said, I don't think she does either. One-night stand? or possible f-buddy? Next time I ask for a date will be very telling. First I think I'll wait two weeks and then drop by Club P and see what kind of welcome I get.

Hope it's a good one! }:D

Have fun,
Play safe,

Gino

SportsWriter2
03-20-2005, 03:46 PM
First I think I'll wait two weeks and then drop by Club P and see what kind of welcome I get.

Good work, Gino. Now hold out until she offers one of her daughters. ;)

Ginorod55
03-20-2005, 04:11 PM
Yes, Jedi Master SW2, I shall continue to learn from thy wise counsel.

Moneywise
03-20-2005, 06:24 PM
Way to go Gino. http://www.adultnetsurprise.com/forums/images/smilies/new/clap.gifhttp://www.adultnetsurprise.com/forums/images/smilies/new/clap.gifhttp://www.adultnetsurprise.com/forums/images/smilies/new/clap.gif

Pay close attention to Sporty. He will never steer you wrong. :D

Btw, I do agree wholeheartedly. The right guy can get plenty of play whether it be inside or OTC. Be an ahole and get treated as such.

SportsWriter2
03-20-2005, 08:40 PM
Pay close attention to Sporty. He will never steer you wrong. :D
Well, to be honest, I'd steer him to the older daughter if I happened to know the younger one and she was hot. :P

Gino, I should also note that your MILF was "hot but tasteful" and so was your description. Sometimes when you find a wild little freak, you have have no choice but to FTB. :O

Chili Palmer
03-23-2005, 12:07 PM
I remember when I was 23. I knew everything, too.

The reality, Gia, is that the only other place you'd read this adventure is on TER, where I posted it originally, albeit in a truncated form. The dancer in question advertises on eros and a few other sites, and has her own website (which I gave to a few lucky people in chat a few months back when I originally submitted this episode). It's not as if I turned her out; I've known her for five years and this dancer has essentially been fired from virtually every club in LA for her (overly social) behavior.

Why is is so hard for most SW women to grasp the concept that some women become sex workers (and if you don't think grinding on cocks for a living makes you a sex worker, then I wonder who the delusional one here truly is) because they actually enjoy sex? This particular dancer has a bigger sex drive than most men and is neither ashamed nor embarrassed about it nor what she does. I am the happy and willing recipient of her abundant charms. Frankly, she likes me because I can keep up with her, which her very rich boyfriend apparently cannot. C'est la vie.

As for me, I started this thread initially not as a "bragfest" but to try and get the guys here to realize that the myths this site seems so intent on propagating (i.e., dancers don't sleep with customers, except for rare exceptions), are in fact just that: myths. I will plead guilty, however, to the charge of writing in the manner of a Penthouse Forums letter. I grew up in the halcyon days (1970s) of PH Forum, whacking to all sorts of perversities written by alleged students, teachers, husbands and wives. It's undoubtedly subconsciously seeped into my writing style, especially when I write of things of a salacious nature. The goal, after all, of any erotica, is to produce an erection; failure to do so means you're just boring. I try to never be boring.

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This is my final day of vacation. I've just returned from Phoenix (and a 1 night stopover in Vegas) and this was my rough itinerary, believe it or don't:

Wednesday: Go to club, acquire 2 phone numbers from dancers.

Thursday: Fly to LV, have sex with 2 dancers in VIP Room (alternately while one blocks for the other), get phone numbers from 3 LV dancers and 1 LA-based dancer.

Friday: One Phoenix dancer comes to my hotel room. 42 laps with Bridgette after that.

Saturday: 2nd dancer comes to visit me. More laps with Bridgette and one major internet model whose anonymity I shall keep.

Sunday: Lunch + ??? with said internet model...gives me private phone number and home address to keep in contact.

Monday: Back home. Called local dancer and set up lunch + rendezvous for Wednesday.

Tuesday: Went to new Deja Vu. Got phone number and set up rendezvous for next Thursday with a new dancer.

Today: On my way out the door to meet with local dancer.

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Just because you can't or won't do something doesn't mean it cannot be done. I outed myself this week to both Bridgette and Deanna. As Bridgette can attest to when she gets back online, I'm very easy to spend time with. Even though she knew exactly who I was and my posting history and her shields were on full (nor was I putting any of my patented "moves" on her), she still lost count of our laps multiple times, which is something she will tell you she never ever does. She also spent a lot of time chatting with me, also something she's not real keen on. I'm very successful in strip clubs for two simple reasons: 1) as hard as this is to fathom to the women here, I actually respect what they do and respect them and 2) I have a lot more money to spend in a club and know how to spend it to maximize my efforts.

Sorry I didn't respond sooner to this thread, but I honestly stopped reading SCJ a while back, and only just now stumbled across it.

CP

Sh0t
03-23-2005, 04:33 PM
Dating a stripper is like dating any other girl.

SportsWriter2
03-23-2005, 04:42 PM
I'm very successful in strip clubs for two simple reasons: 1) as hard as this is to fathom to the women here, I actually respect what they do and respect them and 2) I have a lot more money to spend in a club and know how to spend it to maximize my efforts.
So true, Chili! When an adorable dancer says, "I feel comfortable being a freak with you," it's because she knows I understand and respect her. Reason #1 is far more important than #2, but smart money definitely helps. :)

Katrine
03-23-2005, 06:11 PM
So true, Chili! When an adorable dancer says, "I feel comfortable being a freak with you," it's because she knows I understand and respect her. Reason #1 is far more important than #2, but smart money definitely helps. :)

That describes my day today. NATO report forethcoming....}:D

bbgun
03-24-2005, 02:58 AM
absolutely true chilli.

Susan Wayward
03-27-2005, 07:12 AM
Not to be a party pooper, but I'm kind of curious about some encounters . . . if there's no money exchanging hands, aren't you just detailing a one-night stand? I know you scored with a stripper and all, but it's still like writing a report about any other sex, not a, um, "professional" date. Shouldn't there be some expectation of privacy there?

SportsWriter2
03-27-2005, 07:51 AM
Not to be a party pooper, but I'm kind of curious about some encounters . . . if there's no money exchanging hands, aren't you just detailing a one-night stand? I know you scored with a stripper and all, but it's still like writing a report about any other sex, not a, um, "professional" date. Shouldn't there be some expectation of privacy there?
Chili Palmer limited it to HG when he started this thread. I would have preferred to see all the OTC encounters in this thread, because they cover a broad range of behaviors. :-\

I think the main interest is in how it evolved and what happened when it was NOT a "professional" date. Guys don't identify dancers in this thread.

mr_punk
03-27-2005, 10:48 AM
As for me, I started this thread initially not as a "bragfest" but to try and get the guys here to realize that the myths this site seems so intent on propagating (i.e., dancers don't sleep with customers, except for rare exceptions), are in fact just that: myths.

Why is is so hard for most SW women to grasp the concept that some women become sex workers (and if you don't think grinding on cocks for a living makes you a sex worker, then I wonder who the delusional one here truly is) because they actually enjoy sex?because those are politically incorrect and stereotypical statements. the fact that there have always been a certain percent of strippers who are attracted to the transgressive nature of the business and/or commit such acts is irrelevant.

As Bridgette can attest to when she gets back online, I'm very easy to spend time with. Even though she knew exactly who I was and my posting history and her shields were on full (nor was I putting any of my patented "moves" on her), she still lost count of our laps multiple times, which is something she will tell you she never ever does. She also spent a lot of time chatting with me, also something she's not real keen on.oh, i bet she did have her shields up at full power. she was probably anticipating that you were going to try and finger her by the 2nd song or ask for a BJ. messageboards can be deceiving in that people seem to confuse the poster with the actual person.

I'm very successful in strip clubs for two simple reasons: 1) as hard as this is to fathom to the women here, I actually respect what they do and respect them and 2) I have a lot more money to spend in a club and know how to spend it to maximize my efforts.what? no arm twisting, putting a gun to someone head, kidnapping, drugging or extortion involved? say it ain't so, Chili.

So, if a "custy"/john was to reference the act in such a way he would find himself with no dancer/prostitute to service him, as no dancer selling sex on the side [save the rare few without rose tinted specs of their own] see themselves this way.well, that's no different than strippers who prefer the euphemism of dancer or entertainer when cock grinder would be a more apt description.

Casual Observer
03-27-2005, 04:02 PM
Why is is so hard for most SW women to grasp the concept that some women become sex workers (and if you don't think grinding on cocks for a living makes you a sex worker, then I wonder who the delusional one here truly is) because they actually enjoy sex?

Amen. Imagine that. Sex workers that enjoy sex; whodathunkit?


As for me, I started this thread initially not as a "bragfest" but to try and get the guys here to realize that the myths this site seems so intent on propagating (i.e., dancers don't sleep with customers, except for rare exceptions), are in fact just that: myths.

Preach on, Brother CP!


So true, Chili! When an adorable dancer says, "I feel comfortable being a freak with you," it's because she knows I understand and respect her. Reason #1 is far more important than #2, but smart money definitely helps.

A plethora of pious preachings, this fine Sunday.


I'm very successful in strip clubs for two simple reasons: 1) as hard as this is to fathom to the women here, I actually respect what they do and respect them and 2) I have a lot more money to spend in a club and know how to spend it to maximize my efforts.

CP's command of the SC environment has always been something to which I aspire, and I humbly offer my SCJ obeisance in the light of his wisdom, as but a student to the master.

<S> CP

SportsWriter2
04-30-2005, 03:37 PM
Sixty, the OTC thread had slipped to page 2. :-\

Moneywise
04-30-2005, 11:37 PM
Actually Sporty, I believe the state of this thread is a true testament ot the character of the individual that posts on the blue site (contrary to popularly pink beliefs). If this thread were on fire non stop day to day I would be more worried about the actual substance of the information put forth. ;)

SportsWriter2
05-01-2005, 07:10 AM
Actually Sporty, I believe the state of this thread is a true testament ot the character of the individual that posts on the blue site (contrary to popularly pink beliefs).
Yeah, well, maybe. Or maybe the perfect freak went south in some literal or figurative sense. Oh well, summer's coming. I have a fun beach girl and a sweet tuning project almost done. :)

SportsWriter2
05-02-2005, 07:05 PM
Jay, sometimes I wish we had just one Outside the Club thread and this one didn't require "The Holy Grail." Sometimes you think you want it, but then something else in the relationship becomes more important. And sometimes the "halftime" conversation ends up more important than the action. :-\

Clark
06-30-2005, 10:02 PM
JayZeno's story is actually the sort of OTC action I seek. My ATF and I are going to join a gym together.

Derek
07-01-2005, 02:22 PM
Dancers do not date customers except for money. If they are gonna do someone for free then it will be their 20 something boyfriend. But this does not mean that u won't get great sex. Some of the best sex I have had is with dancers. The latest gal I am doing, a dancer at one of the 5 clubs within a 10 mile radius of me, I have done her about 30 times and this some really hot sex. I think she probably enjoys it more than me as she will cum about 4 or 5 times in a session. Sure its about money but I don't mind helping her out - she says I have been like an angel coming in her life helping her get into her trailer and to get her car. What I give her in a months time blows away what her exes give her in child support but wow do I get the greatest sex of my life! Many dancers are single moms trying to make ends meet and they are looking for a man who can help support them and their children. In return, the man can receive something very wonderful from a beautiful, sensitive, intelligent woman.

Clark
07-01-2005, 02:53 PM
Dancers do not date customers except for money. If they are gonna do someone for free then it will be their 20 something boyfriend.
I am 20-something. How do I get to be a non-paying boyfriend? Do I have to join a band?

Katrine
07-01-2005, 05:40 PM
I am 20-something. How do I get to be a non-paying boyfriend? Do I have to join a band?

Yes! That works for me!!!! :P