A couple of [M]y follies with a drunken stripper…

So….I knew this stripper. I hung out with her a bit, and if I went to the strip club she would be there. She was red haired, had huge titties that were really nice…oh and she was definitely pretty crazy in about every way. She was actually kind of prudish there, she didn’t act wild really or have all that much fun. She was kind of boring to be honest.

I knew her for a few years, I wouldn’t say I was into her or anything. But if we did hang out, she liked to sort of cling on me and one of the things she liked to do was bite me on the neck…I enjoy a bit of biting, but other then that she didn’t do much for me/wasn’t really my type.

She had this one oddity though. She never really drank and didn’t do social drugs. But once a year on her birthday she would have like 3 beers and a shot or two and would be so outrageously drunk, it was like being around a completely separate human being. Just a wild crazy beast.

One birthday of hers, she told me she thought it would be a good idea to take me and this other stripper for a double dance. So, I obliged and she proceeded to go like psychotic back there. And she bit me on the neck as hard as she possibly could… and I heard this like CRUNCH… and I almost blacked out… like it made me see stars… there was teeth marks on my neck for weeks. That was like insane, haha I thought maybe she cut my jugular.

Anyway, the following year, I happened to be at the club. She came up to me on her birthday and was completely fucking drunk. And she sat on my lap and just kept saying hi in my face. “Hi. Hi. Hi.” I said Hi And she said “It’s my birthday”. I said “Oh god… don’t bite my neck like last year.” And she laughed like as loud as possible and said I asked for it, and took off.

She continued to get drunker and a few hours later, I was sitting in this chair, and she came and like laid sort of crosswise in my lap for a while and cuddled up to me and was like “Hi”. I said “Hey, what’s up?” She grabbed me and just started making out with me.

So not one to fight a good time, we just kept making out, and I played with her titties a bit, and after a while I reached around and just started to finger her right there in the club, in front of like a lot of people/security. It was pretty good…she was wet as fuck, and we were putting on quite a show.

And we kept making out for a while. And then all of a sudden, she frenched me a bit… I was like wow, she’s horny as fuck… here. So I slipped my tongue in her mouth, AND SHE BIT MY TONGUE AS HARD AS HUMANLY POSSIBLE. I thought she had taken a chunk out… haha I backed off her and I was like “WHAT THE FUCK!” She just laughed, got up off me, and stumbled to the back… I just shook my head.
Anyway, I can’t say that I was ready for that. But, I gotta say… that was one of the strangest things I ever felt, someone biting my tongue that hard, my brain processed it in a very strange way… like in a “WHAT THE FUCK YOU AREN’T BITING DOWN THIS MAKES NO SENSE!!!” way.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fjwzu9/a_couple_of_my_follies_with_a_drunken_stripper