[Group] My nerd girlfriend decided to get on stage at a strip club in Mexico and things got interesting.

I wrote this for a friend of mine a while back when she asked about my hottest sex moment. I didn’t write it for a large audience, so I apologize if the form/style isn’t up to par for this sub. Also, it’s rather long as I like to recall the details. Anyway, it’s all true and is far and away the hottest memory I have. I hope you enjoy it.

I was living in a large city in Western Mexico, dating my then-girlfriend. She was born in Mexico City and I am from the US, but we both worked in this other city. I’m a normal pale white dude. A quick description of her: wickedly intelligent and nerdy (Undergrad in Computer Engineering, Master’s degree in Advanced Mathematics, working on her PhD… seriously smart), funny, and adventurous. Honestly, she wasn’t incredibly pretty, but she had a nice body with big titties. I’ve never been a fan of large breasts, but I really liked them on her. Her body type was interesting. In clothes she seemed shapeless – nothing extraordinary. But naked she was really well put together.

We couldn’t get enough sex from each other -we had true chemistry. Eventually we started experimenting with various things. I was considerably older than her, so I had the advantage of a basket of experience. We played with some other girls, lots of sex in public (I don’t THINK we were ever noticed), and some light bondage. Occasionally we went to strip clubs.

Here’s the thing: strip clubs in Mexico are VERY different than the US. The first one I ever walked into, I had a hot dancer grabbing my crotch before I was even seated. Just about anything goes in a Mexican strip club.

One night my girl and I were chilling at my house, having some drinks and listening to music. The mood struck us and we started fooling around. We talked about going to the strip club. Usually we would get a private booth and hire a stripper to come play with her. She’d been naked on a sofa a few times in a club, having all kinds of things done to her.

But this night I mentioned that I’d love to see her up on stage. It was just a passing comment. We talked about it a bit as we made out. She was terrified of the idea, but exited about it at the same time. She really loved public activities. We stopped making out and started discussing it in earnest. She wondered if she would be allowed to just dance as a newcomer. I told her I’m sure they would let her – it’s Mexico, after all. Anything goes. Before you know it, she was in the bedroom picking out sexy underwear and an outfit. She chose a sundress and yellow mesh panties.

We were on our way. The club we normally went to was very close, but it was pretty sleepy; it never had many people there. I suggested that we go to a bigger club in the middle of the city. It was always packed. Honestly, it was a rougher place with a ton of guys just getting off work from manual labor. Very blue collar. The idea of going there thrilled both of us and scared us, too.

We came up with some loose rules. She’d dance one song at least, but no more than three. We would leave immediately after she finished – we wanted no trouble. Then she asked a question I hadn’t even thought about. What if the guys touched her? My heart jumped and my cock filled my pants at the thought. I’d recently been thinking of what it would be like to see her with another man, but never discussed it with her. I was thrilled at the thought of it, but wanted to guard my heart, too. I wasn’t sure if I’d get jealous, etc. This seemed like a good opportunity to test it out. I asked her how she felt about it. She looked at me with a face that was trying to see how I felt. I said “I’m ok with it if you are.” She later told me that the moment I told her that, she got instantly wet. She was excited.

We got to the club and told the doorman what we wanted to do. He didn’t miss a beat and told us to go tell the DJ what we wanted to do.

We entered the club. It was mayhem. Drunk guys everywhere. It looked like a stereotypical Mexican movie: guys with large, black mustaches, tequila, etc. There were three stages – a main stage and 2 smaller ones on each side. The door was next to the left one so we agreed to use that one to facilitate a quick exit. We made our way to the DJ booth. I told him in my broken Spanish what I wanted to do. My gf chimed in where needed. The DJ asked what name she wanted to use and what songs she wanted. She picked a couple US pop songs with a good beat and a Shakira song. He told us that when the current song finished she should go to the dancers’ dressing room and get ready. She would wait there for one more song, then the dancers would swap out and she’d be on the left stage.

My heart was racing. This was happening so quickly. I told her I loved her and we kissed. She headed back into the dressing room.

I made my way over to the left stage. There were chairs right up against the stage and tables behind them. I stood behind those tables, towards the back, with a group of guys. The place was packed so it was standing room only. My heart pounded as the first song ended. One song to go.

I was getting some looks. The city was very large, so there were white people around, but not in this club. I was a pale dot in a sea of brown. My gf was probably the second whitest person there, and she was still considered morena.

The song finished. The girls stopped dancing and gathered their clothes and left the stages. The DJ came on and announced the other two girls on the other two stages. Then he blew my mind. I just expected him to announce my gf’s fake name and that would be it. Noooooooooooooooo. He said in Spanish something like “If you look over at stage one you will see a brave gringo that brought his novia in here for her first time ever being naked in front of a crowd. Let’s welcome her – Xochitl!” I almost died. There were whoops and whistles. Then she came out of the dressing room.

She was smiling this nervous but genuine smile. But let me be honest: she wasn’t graceful or overtly sexy. She was my big-tittied nerd girl that was fulfilling a previously-unkown fantasy of both of ours. Her eyes searched frantically for me and I waved my arms until she saw me. She noticably relaxed a bit and headed straight for the pole. She had no idea how to use it – she just used it for emotional support and something to hang onto for dear life. She broke her eye-lock on me and scanned the crowd. The guys loved the idea of a regular girl up there in street clothes. She started swaying to the music a bit and moving her arms seductively. That’s when she saw the first tip. A guy had gone up to the stage and held out money. She later told me that she felt shocked that guys would give her money to see her. It made her feel strong. The thing about Mexican strip clubs is the guys don’t normally tip at the stage. Usually they signalled the waitress and bought beers for the dancers. The beers were very small and intentionally overpriced. The girls got a cut of the beer price as a tip. But this guy realized she didn’t work there and he brought up money. He started a trend for her dance. She took his money and he shouted something about her tetas – titties. She told him to be patient and dropped his tip in the center of the stage (no garter).

As the song moved on she grew more comfortable. She walked the stage, flirting with the guys and collecting tips. Guys were looking up her dress and seeing the see-thru panties. My dick felt like it would explode seeing other guys looking at MY girl.

The song was almost over and she was still fully dressed. I knew that wasn’t good. So, the next time she caught my eye I indicated to her that she should show her boobs. She nodded. Since she was in a sundress, the buttons were in the back. She went to one of the guys at the edge of the stage, squatted down, and asked him to unbutton her. He did and she stood up and walked to the center of the stage.

She turned and lowered the top of the dress. Her beautiful tits tumbled out. There were yells from the crowd and I even got a few back slaps! They were loving this pure amateur show. But she didn’t stop there. She let the dress fall to the ground and stepped out of it.

There was my baby – in heels and panties and nothing else. I was in fucking heaven. She made her rounds collecting money as the first song ended. Guys were standing all around the stage now. She was a hit.

The second song started and she teased the guys by turning around and showing her ass, pulling the panties down a bit, etc. When she went back towards the crowd, that’s when I first saw it. A guy reached out and moved his hand up her leg. He made it to her ass before she caught him. She instinctively brushed it away and looked directly at me, worried about my reaction. I gave her a smile and a thumbs up. She realized I was happy seeing it and she smiled back. She backed away from the stage a couple of steps and hooked her thumbs into the waist of her panties. She turned around so her ass was facing us. She bent over at the waist and lowered them slowly. Even from my place in the back, I could see a bit of her pussy lips pouting out from between her thighs. Los hombres went nuts.

Panties on the ground next to the dress, she strutted around naked, collecting money, dropping it center stage. Second song came to a close.

I moved close to the stage to be ready for our departure in case she wanted to leave. I yell out ¿Uno más? and she nodded yes. One more song. I stayed near the stage behind a couple of guys, enjoying the show.

Third song starts. She moved towards my part of the stage. I’ll never, EVER forget the next few minutes. They are (thankfully) burned into my mind. She approached the guys in front of me. She squatted in front of them, but with her legs closed. She looked me directly in the eyes, smiled, and opened her legs wide.

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