This story will probably be a bit on the tame side, but it’s one of my first sexual experiences post getting married. A little back story, prior to dating the woman who would eventually become my wife, I didn’t have much experience with women. I’d made out with a small handful of women, had fondled the breasts of a few, and had fingered one (funny side story, the girl I fingered was also my first kiss, which happened later – DM me for the story). Anyhow, prior to dating my future wife, I’d never had a woman touch my uncovered cock. I’d done plenty of chatting with women online, but that was pretty much it. We were also both raised religious, so pretty sheltered and naive.
So…I got married and had never been to a strip club, but absolutely loved the idea of watching a woman strip. I’d search out pictures and videos online of women stripping and dream of seeing this happen in person. Because of our religious backgrounds this would not have been acceptable, nor was the porn, or chatting, etc.
Well, I don’t remember what exactly was going on, but my wife and our daughter had left town for a day or two leaving me home alone. All I could think about is how I’d like to go to a strip club and see what it’s like, so off I went. While there was a club in the town I lived in, there was no way I was going to possibly get caught by someone I know in town, so I drove about an hour North to another town. I went in and it was everything I expected it to be. I sat watching for a little while as various girls got up on stage, dancing around and taking their clothes off. It didn’t take me long to figure out that if you went up to the stage rail to tip you could get a bit closer and a bit of action as they take the bills from you. So I tipped a few of the girls that I really liked and was pleasantly surprised when they would come by my table after they got off stage.
The first woman I tipped was very much based on looks. I’m a sucker for blondes and this woman had long blonde hair, tan, thin, big tits…I was her’s for the taking. She came by my table and we chatted for a few minutes before she asked me if I’d like a lap dance. I took her up on the offer and next thing I know she’s straddling my lap and rubbing her tits in my face. The songs went by way too fast and she was gone.
I continued to watch the parade of girls on stage and before long another one had caught my eye. She was shorted, had a toned body, small tits (maybe B cup), and dirty blonde hair, and a moon tattoo on her shoulder. She was dancing in a sling bikini and I was loving what I was seeing. Eventually I made my way up to the rail to tip her. She took the tip, and finished out her set. When she was done on stage, she stopped by my table to tell me she was going to freshen up and she’d be back.
She returned and sat down at the table with me. We got started talking and she told me her name was Ally. We talked about a lot that evening. She told me she didn’t particularly enjoy stripping, but had fallen on some hard times and was doing this to get caught up on some bills. She told me about her daughter, and how she was stressed out about a couple of things. I found it weird that she was telling me all of this, but loved having a beautiful, scantily clad woman, keeping me company. The details she shared actually felt like we were making a connection and being real with each other. Soon, we were both sitting, chatting, and watching the other girls on stage do their thing.
She asked me if I was having a good time at the club and I told her about the previous lap dance. How I had enjoyed it, but was also kind of disappointed with it, and that before the dance started she took off my glasses and sat them on the table. I can understand why…she didn’t want my glasses in the way of her rubbing her tits on my face…but I’m also blind without my glasses so while I enjoyed her tits in my face, I didn’t see the show…
We talked for a while longer and at some point I asked Ally if she’d be open to giving me a lap dance. She agreed, and rather than performing it right there at my table, she took me by my hand and led me toward the back of the club. It wasn’t a private/vip room, just couches near the back. The lighting was a bit darker back there, and it was away from the other patrons in the club. The dances started and she pulled the straps of her bikini down exposing her tits to me. She started grinding on my lap and moving around in all sorts of ways and watching her little body writhe in my lap was a huge turn on. There was no hiding my arousal and I’m certain Ally knew I was hard. She used her knee and gently repositioned my cock so that she could grind more directly on it. Her body felt so good against mine.
I wasn’t really sure what was and wasn’t allowed so I allowed Ally to take the lead. She moved her body around mine in all sorts of ways. Multiple times she had her tits in my face, but would intentionally drag her nipple over my lips. When she was down on the floor in front of me, she’d position her breasts into my hand so I could cup them. Soon, she was in my lap again, grinding her pussy directly against my cock and my hands were on her hips grinding back against her. All of the thougths in my head were imagining that we were naked and she was fucking me. I should have been thinking about something else though because the friction, her half naked body, imagining fucking her, was all too much, and she took me over the edge and ground on my cock feeling it pulsing against her as I orgasmed.
We finished up the dance and it was time for her to return to the stage. I attempted to clean up, but my pants and underwear were soaked from cumming. I waited around for her to finish up on stage and after she got done I started to make my way out of the club. She caught me before I left asking if I was leaving. I told her I was, still embarrassed, and she seemed disappointed that I was going.
That trip to the strip club kind of messed with me for a while because I convinced myself that we had a connection. In hindsight, I find myself thinking that it was probably more just her being friendly, and me being naive, but I do still wonder.
I’m sure this is a long shot, but if Ally happens to read this, I’d love to chat.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i5qv85/ally_the_stripper_mf