*submitted story by chloe* – pt. 1 strip club – amateur night [MF]

ms. carter: “I wanted to try something different for the story lovely miss Chloe submitted to us. I recommend playing the song she danced to while you read it. It might work for you, it might not, or you can play your own song – or no song.”

So I have this bucket list and dancing on a stage at a strip club is just one of the many things I’ve been wanting to cross off. One of my close stripper friends, Scarlet, convinced me to join their amateur night last week. She even let me borrow one of her outfits.

[The night of]

I’m standing behind a curtain peeking through the small slit. I see dozens of men and women. I feel nervous but excited. More excited than nervous since Scarlet fed me two shots before coming up. I tend to get a buzz pretty quickly and when you combine music together I feel like I get a high from it.

“Time to earn that extra credit ladies and gents! Or would you like her to teach you a lesson in detention? Show some love to Chloe!” <applauds and whistles>

[Music begins]

My alter ego takes over and I feel this sensual adrenaline rush kick in. The nervousness disappears. I feel like a complete different person. I walk through the black curtains and put my hands on my hips and sway them left to right.

I slowly strut in my red high heels and naughty schoolgirl outfit towards front of the stage. I twirl my pigtails in between my fingers with both hands. I lift up the side of my mini skirt with my hand to reveal the side of my red g-string. I’m feeling naughty. <Smack!> I spank my ass hard. So hard I can see my handprint.

The boys whistle and slam their hands on the stage – I smirk. I reach the center where the pole is. I grip onto it with one hand and one leg and swing my body around a few times. As I come to a slow stop I turn towards the pole, grab it with both hands and drop it down low. I raise my ass up slowly rolling my hips in a figure eight motion.

I see a group of women shouting to my left. I lower myself to the ground and prowl towards them like a kitten. I can tell one girl is mesmerized, but shy. I want her. I kneel in front of her and fondle my breasts. She shyly looks away and then back at me. I sit back and spread my legs in front of the group while I look at her mischievously. The gals start squealing with excitement. With my finger, I motion for her to ‘come here’. Her friends push her closer to me. I place one leg on her shoulder and pull her towards my pussy. I can tell she’s enjoying it.

I work my way down to her lap until I’m on top of her. I wrap her arms around my waist and press her face in between my breasts as I grind on her. She looks up at me, “You’re so fucking sexy!” I wink at her, “Thank you hun.” She slips a $10 in my g-string. I kiss the side of her neck and feel her body shiver. I grab her hands and place them on my breasts. The way she cupped them let me know she wasn’t shy anymore. Firmly, and with confidence, she pushed them upward. I exhaled as her soft, slender hand released grasp as they brushed against my eager nipples. I roll my ass on her thighs and see her breathing faster.

I stand up, smile at her, and get back on stage. I bend at the waist to touch my toes, shaking my ass from side to side. As I come back up I catch a glimpse of a guy looking at me, seductively, and with a charm I find extremely attractive. He’s leaned against a wall with his arms crossed. He’s tall, slim, has the type of hair that you can clutch in your fists, and shad that suggests he’s an exotic mix. I continue dancing and decide to go in the direction closest to him. <Come here> I mouth out.

He walks over without losing gaze. I slowly do the splits faced towards him and wink. He comes closer to the stage and pulls out a $50. I prop myself in a seated position and slowly unbutton my short white crop top, revealing my laced red bra. As I lean towards him he tucks the bill along the strap of my bra, not without his fingers playfully tugging it. I want to continue teasing him, but my song is about to end. I pick up the rest of the bills on the stage and walk off. As I go down the steps to join the crowd, I see him. He puts his hand out to help me down.

“Thanks stranger,” I say. “The name’s Liam, and you’re welcome,” he responds, “Let me buy you a drink.” We chat for a few minutes and I find out that we have a lot in common. I can’t keep my eyes off of him. He doesn’t hide his pants giving way to the outline of his crotch swelling as I get closer. I can’t hide it either…I’ve been wet ever since that girl wrapped her fingers around my breasts. Honestly I just want to be fucked. I start brushing my foot up against his leg to his inner thigh and whisper “I want you.” He looks at me and nods, “Be careful what you wish for.”

“I don’t do careful,” I tease. He grabs me by the hand and jerks me towards the back of the venue towards the private rooms. The bouncer, Frank, stops us but Scarlet comes by and tells him to let us through. We step in and see several different rooms with silk black cloths draping down from the ceiling. I hear moaning, loud clapping noises, and sucking noises.

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