[MF] that night in the VIP room with a stripper in Houston

So a few years ago I was in Houston on a business trip. I was meeting with both clients and prospective clients and had started my day with a seven a.m. breakfast meeting that went non-stop until 5 p.m. I was wearing a suit and thanked myself for scheduling the trip in late October when the weather wasn’t such a steam bath as Houston is hella-hot when you are wearing a wool suit.

My hotel was in the Galleria/Westside area of Houston. As I drove up to it, I realized the hotel was really close to a strip club called Treasures. I like popping into strip clubs on my business trips as I like watching naked women dance and I like a cold, stiff drink at the end of a long day of meetings. I’ve been to strip clubs in almost every large city in the U.S. and am always interested to see what the rules are in each city. Houston and Atlanta are pretty liberal in what is allowed, especially as most cities don’t allow fully nude places to serve alcohol. I parked at my hotel and walked the two blocks to the strip club.

So I sat down around 5:30 pm at a table that had a pretty good view of two stages. I had $500 in cash on me so after the waitress brought my drink order I asked her to give me change for a $100 bill so I could tip the stage dancers. I thought the place was pretty quiet for that time of day but some places get busy at different times. They had a really good deal on food before 7 p.m. so I ordered a steak and a glass of wine. As I watched a girl on the stage, another girl who I will call Katie tapped me on the shoulder and asked me if I wanted a VIP dance. I turned to look at her. She was petite, very pretty, with dark hair and olive/dark skin that I assumed meant she was probably a mix of black and Italian. Very exotic and different than I was used to. She was wearing a little black dress that was barely containing her tight little body. I smiled and told her that I had a rule about not paying for VIP dances in the private rooms until I’d had a chance to see the girls dance on stage as during my travels, I realized there was a strong correlation between the amount of movement on stage with the amount of fun in the VIP room. She nodded and asked if she could join me instead so I pulled back a chair and she joined me.

We talked for awhile and I was immediately impressed with how smart she was. She was working as a stripper three days a week in order to pay for her degree in chemical/petroleum engineering. She planned to start working for a big oil firm once she was done with the degree in six more months. I was impressed. She was in her early 20’s and didn’t have a lot of life experience, being from some small town in Texas. I told her I was from LA and she asked a lot of questions about my life there and was interested in what I did for a living. Since I was from California, she noticed my wine glass and asked if I knew anything about wine as she was starting to develop a taste for it. I had the waitress bring a wine list and walked Katie through the list, giving her a Wine 101 lesson and even pulled up a map of napa on my phone and showed her the areas that I preferred over others.

She got called up to the stage and I called the waitress over to order a bottle of wine that I liked with two glasses. I watched Katie dance and I was mesmerized as she worked the stage. Her legs were incredibly toned and as she took off her bra, I was happy to see that her Big B/Small C tits hadn’t enhanced with silicone like 99% of the strippers in this world. She wiggled out of panties and there was this perfect little landing strip of trimmed bush that was just fucking hot. She was one of the best dancers that I had ever seen, working the stage and the pole with a radiant sexual energy. She stared at me the whole time and I put down a $100 bill on the stage when she finished her three song set. She walked the room and thanked everybody who had given her a tip, then walked back over to my table nude, dress, panties and bra in hand. She kissed me on the cheek to thank me for the tip. I pointed to her glass of wine now at the table and she took a sip, nodded in approval, then whispered that she was going to freshen up and disappeared behind the swinging doors a moment later.

I sipped my wine and watched the other girls, but none of them put on the show that Katie had. My steak arrived and I started eating. Katie tapped me on the shoulder a minute later. The dress was gone and she was now just wearing white lace panties and bra that were different from what she’d worn before while she was now clutching a purse. I asked why she changed and she told me she was sweaty from her stage dance. I complimented the energy that she’d expended on stage and told her she was honestly one of the best dancers I’d seen on a strip club stage. She blushed and thanked me, then shivered saying that she was cold with only her bikini. I took off my suit jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders and she was oddly touched by the gesture. We chatted and I asked if she wanted a bite of my steak. She ate eagerly and after feeding her some bites, I just handed her my fork and watched her wolf down the rest of my food without any hesitation. She finished off the steak by taking a heavy swig of the wine, then leaned and whispered in my ear “So when are you going to let me give you that VIP dance?”

I shrugged. “Now is fine with me. Can we talk the bottle and the glasses back there?”

‘Yes. You should probably close out your tab here with the waitress though as a lot of them are done by 7 and the new shift takes over around then.”

I looked at my phone. It was only 6:30. “How long are the VIP dances?”

“Normally three songs unless they announce a special deal. How long do you want them to be?”

“I only have $500 with me,” I explained. “I’ve been to enough of these places to know it doesn’t take very long to blow through that.”

“$500 will be more than enough,” she assured me.

I paid out the tab and added a nice tip as the waitress had worked for it. I picked up my wine glass and the bottle while Katie grabbed her glass, still wearing my jacket. We headed upstairs to a large room that didn’t have a door or a curtain for privacy. Katie had me wait at the door while she said something to a security guy, then came back to me. One corner of the room was pretty dark and there was no one in the room. Katie grabbed a table and put it in the dark corner, then we both sat down, knees touching. She put my jacket down on the couch next to her along with her purse.

“Is this the VIP room?”

“Kind of but not really. The bouncers clock us into the VIP rooms and they’re really strict about how long we are in those rooms because they want their share of the money. This room is more private than the dance that I could give you back at the table, but its cool because its the same price as a table dance but I don’t have to work the stage when I’m in here. The nice thing is that none of the girls use this room since they make more money doing VIP’s and nobody will bother us back here, so we can do anything you want.”

“Be careful when you say anything I want, as I want a lot.”

“Good. I was hoping that you would say that,” Katie replied with a giggle. “I don’t normally do a lot of extras, but you’re kind of cute, you tip really well and I really want to fuck a guy from LA, so let’s do it.”

I stared back in shock and nodded my head in agreement. Katie stood in front of me, shrugged out of her bra and panties, then grabbed my jacket and threw it over her shoulders. She pushed my legs wide enough to stand comfortably between my knees, then bent over to loosen my belt. Katie pushed down on my pants at my hips and I raised my ass off the couch high enough so that my pants and boxers were now at my thighs. Katie climbed on top of me, straddling her knees on each side of me while she started working my cock in her hands. It immediately started growing hard as she gently pumped it to life and I returned the favor, gently thumbing her clit with my right hand while probing her now wet slit with the other hand.

Katie kept pumping my cock in one hand and she reached over and grabbed her purse with the other. She pulled a condom wrapper out of her purse, bit down on it, pulled out the condom, threw the wrapper back into her purse, then rolled the condom down onto my cock. She leaned forward and squatted down, impaling herself on my cock. She was young and very tight. I enjoyed the sensation of working the head of my cock deeper into her, but I was starting to get paranoid that someone would walk in on us. Sensing my discomfort, she pulled down my jacket over her ass so that all anyone could see was a customer getting a grinding lap dance from a stripper wearing his coat. The corner was dark enough that only a close inspection would reveal that we were actually fucking. She was grinding her tight little pussy on my cock then decided to have some fun with me. She reached back and grabbed her wine glass. She took a healthy sip then leaned in to kiss me, then spit some of her wine into my mouth. I laughed and decided to return the naughty favor by pushing my middle right finger into her mouth. She was puzzled then decided to suck on my finger for a minute. I spit some wine flavored spit onto my finger then reached under the jacket and probed the opening to her tight little asshole.

Her eyes widened in shock with the new sensation, but as my finger gently and slowly wormed its way into her ass she started to moan with pleasure. Her hips started working furiously against my cock in her pussy and my finger in her ass. She panted hard and stuck her tongue in my ear, whispering that she was going to come. That news sent me over the edge and I released my load into the condom while she started flexing her pussy muscles, shuddering with her own orgasm a few seconds later. She kept grinding on me for a minute while my cock shriveled back to normal size then I pulled my finger out of her ass. I reached down and grabbed the condom at the base of my cock so it wouldn’t get pulled into her.

Katie grabbed a few cocktail napkins from the table, wrapped up the condom and stuff the whole mess into her purse while I used a handkerchief from my jacket to wipe up the pool of pussy juice off my balls and ass, wiping off my ass tainted finger as well. She pulled on her bra and panties while shrugging off my coat, then I pulled my pants back on and secured the belt. Katie excused herself for a moment then disappeared in the doorway. I sat there for a minute, dazed that I had just had sex with a stripper for the first time in my life. I sipped my glass of wine then Katie came back. I knew it was time to settle up so I tried to think of a kind way to ask how much I owed her.

“We never talked about money,” I noted. “What is the normal tip for this kind of VIP treatment?”

“Where are you staying tonight?” She asked.

“The Hyatt. Why?”

“I just traded out my shift with another girl who was about to leave. I’m yours for the night. Pay me whatever you think is fair in the morning.”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hqn34f/mf_that_night_in_the_vip_room_with_a_stripper_in