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Working The Pole

Stripper sex stories

 

I joined my one friend on stage at one of the strip clubs.  At first I didn’t want to do it, mainly because none of the men in there were turning me on in the least.  I just sat there for a while watching the girls, I appreciate a woman’s body, I’m not below going down on a nice pussy once in a while.  I was getting pretty buzzed and the next thing I knew my friend was leading me back stage.  She told me that someone wanted a private show and she wanted me to help.

Once we got to the room the bouncer wouldn’t let me in.  He said that the guy paid for two of the girls that worked there, not one girl and then some random girl.  My friend asked him if I were to get up and do a set on the main stage would that qualify me as being one of the workers.  He said no, but if I did that he would let it go this time if we gave him some of our tips.  What an asshole.  I didn’t want to get on stage, the place was starting to fill up and I am horrible at doing any sort of dance, let alone work a pole.

She told me to just get up there and move, the guys didn’t care.  Turns out that I actually got really into it.  I actually ended up getting a lot of requests for private shows.  Since I wasn’t really working there the rules didn’t really technically apply to me, so I fucked many of the guys that paid for private shows.  I do have my standards, so if they didn’t measure up then I wouldn’t, but if they did, I was all over that shit.

I might pick up stripping with my friend, just because I have real easy access to cock, plus if you pay the bouncer dudes enough of your tips they tend to look the other way so you can get your pussy filled.


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