I developed a fascination with strippers soon after entering puberty. In my mind, they represented the epitome of female sexuality in the raw. I dreamed of being able to someday find women like this, under the impression they were more sexual than the average woman. Of course, an unfulfilled sexual fantasy was to fuck a stripper. Now, in an older and wiser state of mind I know, with strippers, their main concern is the money and in most cases, unless it's a club were doing extras is common, the chances of getting a stripper into bed is slim. I think about the psychology of strippers. Even though it's a job, it's still highly sexual. I'm sure for some it's a mix of business and pleasure. I've only been to a strip club twice in my life, around 20 years ago. The second visit will forever be etched into my brain because of a dancer named Lori. The second strip club I had ever been to was not like the fully nude gentle man's club I had been to 8 months earlier. This was a topless place in a seedy side of town, drugs, gangs, etc. The avenue the strip club was located in was on known for prostitution. I thought there must be some overlap in this club. I was only 19. It wasn't that far from my apartment. After a few drinks on a Friday, I decided to try this place out. One dancer caught my eye, she was a slender brunette. The song she went on stage to was "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails. Hearing the refrain of " I want to fuck you like an animal. I want to feel you from the inside." added to the eroticism of it all. The way the beat of that song pulsated and throbed further fed my fantasy of my cock pumping and thrusting in and out of her pussy. With her dance, she spent some time on the stage floor. Her g string was high waisted I think that's what it's called, or a v cut. She constantly played with it, pulling it up then down. At times she seemed as if she was inches from showing her pussy on stage, and she would stop just short of showing it. She was also masturbating on stage putting her hand underneath the material that covered her pussy. This had me so hot and turned on. I went up close by the stage holding a dollar. She lifts up her g string showing where I can put the dollar. I slide it in she says "Thanks, baby." After she is done she comes up to the table I am sitting at and asks if I would like a table dance. I look at my wallet and notice it's empty. She then tells me her name is Lori, tells me the specific days and times she is working and for me to come back and see her. She then kisses me on the cheek. Not a minor peck, she leaned in deeply pressed her lips to the side of my face holding the kiss in for awhile. That was totally unexpected. A few minutes later I see her giving a table dance to a customer. Her face is buried in his crotch, and the whole time she is making eye contact with me. She has a divided attention. She probably knew how turned on I was. She didn't have to kiss me, yet she did. I thought if that's what a dollar gets than what would 20 or 50 get. ( I found out the girls doing extras at this place was common.) For years I weighed in my mind the significance of that kiss. I think it was more than just a ploy for money, yet that is a part. The previous strip club I had been to, none of the girls kissed me, and I had bought a lap dance, but not at this. Just a dollar tip, and when I told her I was out of money she responds with a kiss. I think there might have been some mutual heat or attraction between us. Five months later I came back and wasn't let in by security/the door guy. The first time I was there no one was working the door. What is your analysis of this situation? Have you ever had an encounter with a stripper in which it was more than a dance? ( handjob? blowjob, fucking) How did happen?
You have asked this question verbatim in another thread. The answer in the other thread was correct. This is a long drawn out spiel but I'll throw in a few comments. You were underage at the time of your first experiences. That's the reason the bouncer refused entry. You were marked for being tight and not having cash when Lori kissed your cheek. I'm sure she thought you were cute but if you have no cash you are wasting their time. The kiss on the cheek after finding your empty wallet was a signal that your stay in the club was over. She gave you a little show while you sat there and if you had any money she may have fucked you for it. Realize this, there was no mutual heat or attraction between you and her. I have never had an encounter with a stripper in a club. It's not my thing. I do know they fuck like mad when money is involved. Also a strippers presence and sexual attitude in that environment with adult situations is what brings customers in. But they want customers willing to spend a buck or two. So now you are twenty years older. More mature and have this nagging fantasy. Go and fulfill it to your comfort level. Pull some cash together, a couple a hundred maybe three in ones and twenties. Head for the local strip club, pay the cover, accept the table/lap dance, and tip well. If she invites you to the VIP room, go. Negotiate once inside what you want her to do. If you want to fuck her you have to pay the price. Pony it up, lay back, let her do her job, and enjoy. When she is finished and you are tapped out, both physically and your wallet, pack it in and leave. She doesn't love you. She loves your money. Beware this can be addictive. Just don't continue to over analyze this twenty years later.
I have worked as a male stripper before and still do various types of performances at adult parties and clubs. Generally speaking, strip performances are routine, as a performer you're working off your audience, off their feedback, what they're calling out for, teasing before revealing. It's the audience participation that makes it enjoyable (or not). For an enthusiastic audience it can be extremely enjoyable to perform. Offering extras is common, but is all about the money. As a stripper you don't get to choose, it's whoever is offering the money. I've said no when I really didn't like the person, not in a attractive way, but usually either because of poor hygiene (they smelled, were unwashed) or because they were rude or aggressive. Otherwise I take the money, and if they happen to be attractive and fun it's a bonus, otherwise the sex is like the stripping, it's a performance for their satisfaction not mine. Female strippers are just the same as far as I know, and I know several, they all have the same attitudes to the job as me.
Only once, but at one time I enjoyed going to them a lot. No pressure, no awkwardness, no even thinking I'm gonna have sex, or nothing even remotely that prevented me from having a dang good time. I never had much money, but I tipped, I'd get a couch or table dance on occasion, and I thoroughly enjoyed the time spent … until I didn't anymore. If wasn't because of the girl I had sex with from the club, or anything like that and to be honest, I have no idea what I get an awkward feel when I walk in one nowadays. It's weird how that's even possible to be honest. To feel awkward in a strip club. I don't understand it even a little bit.
I had sex with a lot of strippers when I was young. A friend was a bartender at a club and I never had any money so I sat at the bar and he gave me free draft. The next time I was in I did the same and several dancers came by and talked for a while, never asked for anything. One girl always came and talked and finally she asked if I wanted to join them at a late night club, the strip club closed at 2pm. I go and I’m on the dance floor with all of these strippers and they are really friendly. Long story short I end up at an apartment where 3 of them live, one being the one who asked me to go. We sleep together and it just continued, then she leaves town and another one is after me. Thing is at 19 they knew I didn’t have any money but they like to party and fuck too. Led to a wonderful couple of years, many are bi and that was a great new adventure. Two of them taught me the art of cunnilingus. That was a gift that kept on giving. When my wife, then gf asked me “where did you learn to do that?” I actually said two strippers and she said “ no, seriously, that was amazing.” I then just said trial and error.
Years later I was in a big Texas town at a strip club and the server came on to me, I’m thinking she’s just friendly, wanting a better tip. Then she asks me to breakfast. She was a doll and had the tightest pussy I have ever encountered. She was into jazzercise and also had nice c cup tits. Her boyfriend had moved to south Florida for work and I was in the right place at the right time. I should have hung on to her.
I might be the only girl replying to this thread lol... i used to go to strip clubs a lot when i was in my early 20s... just for fun, im straight but always found naked beautiful women very arousing. So anyways, decided to go to a male strip club once, and i guess i was surprised at how many gay men there were (i guess i was a lot more naive back then). Then this stripper who had just finished his shift catches my eye, i was watching him leave when he approached me and asked if i wanted a lap dance. I told him i didnt have any cash and he said it was on the house... long story short we go in the back room and he starts dancing and grinding on me, then puts his hand down my panties and fingers me till i squirt. We fucked right there and then, all i can remember is him telling me i had to be quiet cos it was against the rules to have sex with clients... not a memorable sexual encounter i must say even though he was very hot
I had a girlfriend for a short time who had been a stripper for 6 months years before our relationship. Does that count? Lol
I “dated” a couple strippers and I use that term loosely. One when I was 18 and the other when I was 20. I was just lucky enough to be their “type.” We just spent time together and fucked and both relationships were very short lived. I will say most strippers are about money so if they fuck with you, it’s because of what you can do for them monetarily or they simply think you’re cool and attractive. And it’s usually the really young ones who get caught up in their feelings and want to just date and fuck. If they’re passed the age of 21, someone’s already taught them the game and they’re strictly about those dollars no matter how it may look
for my friends 18th bday we went to a strip club this really hot red head lap danced for all of us. this was a good club not just topless but bottomless too. she put her pussy right in my face and squirted on me and she smelled like cinnamon and peaches I kid you not. I went to the extra room. she put her pussy in my face again this time she said do you like it? I am like hell yes. she was 23 and her name was "peaches". she grinded on my jeans then unbuttoned my jeans and said isn't that better? she grinded me cowgirl and reverse cowgirl. my dick was so hard she pulled out a condom and pulled down my boxers. she rubbed a little lube on my dick and put the condom on and she said when I say do you want peaches you say daddy wants peaches. she proceeds to fuck me and I realize I am lasting longer than I normally do and she is doing hard and good. she orders me what to do. suck on my tits and nibble on the nipples while I ride you and only stop if I say so. I eventually cum and I tell her I am about to and she laughs and says sweet kid. I go back the next week by myself to see her again and she no longer works there. I am like wtf. she wouldn't even take the 20 I tried to give her.
I dated a stripper way back when. Back then maybe I was naive but not so much now. I know it was all about the money, but boy did we have some good times and she taught me a lot. Good times
I dated this one cute girl tessa my freshman year in college. she was a junior in hs but we had the most fun. we worked together at a telemarketing place and her bf was a jock at her hs but treated her terrible (hit her) and I told her I think you should hang out with me tonight. she turned me down a good number of times and I had been chasing this girl I met at college and I really liked her claire. after she turned me down a few times I started talking about clare and how I am crushing on her. all of the sudden tessa is up my ass. she is still with her asshole bf but hanging out with me everyday (we never kissed let alone anything else). she was well off and I was middle class and she had a real nice car but she started getting a ride to school and had me pick her up from school and we would hang out but I was in "friend zone" still. one day she showed up at work all upset and crying and before she told me she ask to go home. so I get off work and head to her house here her bf cheated on her and she caught him getting a blowjob. then she smacked him and he pushed her down. her dad was out of town on business and her mom was staying at her grandma's house because she was pregnant (her mom was like late 30's). I was super into her very attracted and she is upset and tries kiss me back but am like babe I want this really bad but I don't want to take advantage of you. I take her out to eat at the little diner and then hit up the ice cream stand. I take her back to her house and she invites me back in. we watch a movie (can't hardly wait) and she keeps apologizing for turning me down and said you would never do these things if you were my bf. I said you were on and off with your bf that is fine. we talked for hours before i left. she had a real nice car but would leave it at home so that i could pick her up after we got out of school and before work. we had a lot of fun but then she quit and then moved but a few years later another friend who worked w/ both of us told me we needed to hang out again so we did but i found out that night tessa was now a stripper.
Never did but I had paid for a few grinding lap dances many years ago. One took me in a small room with a chair behind a dark curtain and gave me a blow job. Actually she didn’t give it since I paid for it. One gave me a hand job through my pants. I had a condom on and slipped it out of my underwear, but I kept my pants on just in case. The rest were grinding on my cock, I always had a condom on because I didn’t want to have a mess in my pants. I always had the thinnest pants possible without a zipper so I could get the best sensations. The best one was good looking woman whom I told I wanted to be brought close to explored several times, and lots of touching. She said she was the right girl for me and we went in the booth. She went right to business, no showing her ass or other things, she straddled me right away and placed my hands on her breasts. I kept them on all the time because at one point I took them off and she placed my hands back on her breasts. She took me close to ejaculate several times and when I came it was intense. The nice part was that she kept going a little longer after
