I just came across this board, and DAMN it's eye-opening. I'll share my first experience in a strip club. I'm a young Black man, and was still a virgin at the time this story took place.
In 2003, at the age of 22, I decided to hit up a strip club. I went alone, because I wanted to think of it as a "social experiment." The place I chose was a small, almost invisible shack off the feeder road of I-10 in Houston. It looked like an abandoned building a 2pm, when I parked my car out front. I was definitely alone, my car the only one in the lot. Some friends of mine had told me the horror stories. "Man, those are some of the NASTIEST bitches you'll EVER see." "They are all SKANKS." "I went for the free lunch, and they kept comin' to my table. I had to shoo them away like pests." So, with butterflies in my stomach, I entered the building.
Once inside the door, I was standing in a small corridor. Ahead of me, I could see the main auditorium. To my right, was a doorway covered by a curtain, and I above it read "VIP." To my left was what amounted to a receptionist's desk. There was a young, conservatively dressed latina seated there. Behind her was a white woman in her mid-50's. She tells me "20 dollar cover." I said, "What?" She repeats "There is a 20-dollar cover." I thought his was odd, but I payed it anyway.
I head into the auditorium and look around. It was a room a little larger than I had expected. There was a smoky feel to the room, I guess they pumped dry ice. It was dark, and there were patterns of a starry sky on the ceiling. The dancers' dressing room, and the stage were on opposite sides of the room. This means the dancers, if the auditorium were full, would have to walk through the crowd just to get onstage. I decided to head to the opposite side of the room, and take a seat at the bar.
Here, I chatted with the young bartender. She was 20-years-old fresh out of high school. She was a very plain looking girl. Pale skin, a little freckles, brown eyes, and red hair. As we conversed, I realized two things:
1. She was dumber than a sack of shit.
2. She was the daughter of the owners of the establishment.
This girl explained to me that her mother and father have owned that club for around 20 years. As I looked to my right, between the stage and the bar I saw ol' Pops sittin in his chair. That's when I realized that Moms was the lady who took the 20-dollar cover. So, although I was still nervous, I just thought it was all interesting.
I had been sittin' at the bar for 90 minutes, and there and been ZERO dancers onstage and I was gettin' bored. I thought, "For 20 bucks, I'd better get SOMETHIN." I got up, and walked towards the stage and sat at one of those seats adjacent to it. After another 20 minutes, a skinny brunette exited the dressing room (which is located behind the bar.) She had this "I'm-the-queen-of-the-WORLD-and-my-shit-don't-stank" expressions on her face.
She makes her way onstage, and the DJ says something about the girls working for tips, and tips alone. Now, I'm seated less than a foot away from the stage. The dancer comes over, takes a seat right in front of me. She opens her legs, and pulls her panties to the left. She reveals a beautifully shaven snatch with a metal ring in her labia. The scenery was beautiful. I was sittin' there with 100 bucks in my pocket, and I turned away. Then, she gets up and walks off the stage.
I got up, and sat back, against the wall, about 30 feet from the stage. Man, I had been there for almost 3 hours and the place was just DEAD. I thought it would be ROWDY, and RAUNCH like on TV. It was such a letdown. After another 20 minutes I get up, and go back to the bar. That bartender/daughter was dumb, but she was much more interesting than that skinny lil thang that came out to dance.
When I took my seat at the bar, I noticed there was this woman seated to my left, playing with the video slot machine. She had a huge roll of dollar bills, and kept feeding them in the machine. I assumed she was a dancer, but I wasn't sure. She was about 4-foot 11inches tall, and looked to be about 150-170lbs. She had this jet black, long hair that stopped just below her waist, and creamy white skin. She had an exotic face, I thought she was hispanic. If a girl is big, and her face is pleasant she gains points from me. Plus, she was big in all the right places. She had a little gut, but a GIGANTIC ass and HUGE natural titties She told me to call her "Angel".
Well, she gets done with her game, and heads to the dressing room. I was content to stay there all night. I wasn't leavin' unless I had 20-dollars worth of fun that day. Well, after about 15 minutes "Angel" exits the dressing room. She was wearing a robe over a silk nightgown with spaghetti straps. Her breasts were larger than I thought. They looked to be a good 42EE. I was awe-struck.
I get up, and approach her. I tell her that it was my first time in such an establishment, and that I was curious as to what a "VIP" dance was. She tells me to give the young latina receptionist 5 dollars, and join her inside the "VIP" corridor. When I get back to her, she points to this glass window to our right. Then she says, "For 10 dollars, I dance behind this glass. It's 3 dances for 10 dollars. From here you can watch, but no touching (DUH. It's behind a glass window!)
After a few seconds she says, "Come with me." Angel takes my hand and leads me down the hall to a curtain. She pulls back the cover, and there is a chair lit by a red light. Then she says, "For 100 bucks, I'll give you 5 five-minute dances and I will allow FULL contact. Know what I said? You DAMN right!
I take my seat, and Angel pulls the curtain shut. Then she pulls off ALL her clothes. I see this woman with an "angelic" face, gigantic-but-not-saggin' titties, and titanic ass, staring right at me. I was filled with a mixture of fear and excitement. She walks over to me, and thrusts her huge breasts into my chest, and blows softly into my left ear. I had NEVER felt so alive. She then goes down to my crotch, and places her mouth over my private area and hums on it thru my pants.
We were breakin' ALL kinds of laws here, but I didn't give a DAMN. Then she stands and spreads her pussy lips in front of me. She was shaved completely clean. I took my right index finger and slightly rubbed her pussy. I had never felt one before. It was slippery, yet clean. Angel then smothers my face between her tits, and I lost it. I grabbed them, and started licking them. Then I started sucking them. First I sucked softly, but when I sucked harder she started moaning and she threw her head back. I managed to get ahold of myself, and released her. It she was actually enjoying what I was doing.
I stopped, and let her finish her dance. Then I got up, and asked me if I wanted any more dances. I smiled, and told her "Thanks for the experience." She says remember, ask for "Angel." I didn't stop smilin' for a week.
I have never entered an SC since then, because I realized how toxic the addiction could be. I honestly believe I could have lost my virginity to that chick if I greased her palms. She was actually moaning in ectasy as I sucked her tits. The next woman's tits I had in my mouth were those of a girl I KNEW was mine.
My only instance in a strip club, I know, is rare. This can only occur in a hole-in-the-wall place, but the problem is. Most dancers who work in those type places are NOT attractive. I got lucky, because this big girl was sexy as hell. Well, I digress. I'm interested in your opinions on this, custys and dancers alike.


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