My [F] first experience of working in a strip club!

The world of stripping had always intrigued me, it seemed mysterious and forbidden. I would get drunk and proclaim to my friends that I wanted to be a stripper, but when I sobered up I would back track and say I was just being silly and drunk and didn’t mean it. But the truth is there was a part of me that got a huge thrill from the idea of stripping off in public, feeling eyes roaming over my naked body, and knowing I was igniting desire in those watching. I ended up jokingly putting ‘working as a stripper’ on my bucket list, saying maybe one day I would do it for one night only, as a kind of joke, to tick it off my list and say I’d had that experience.

Then I spent some time living in Australia, and actually ended up in a flat share with another woman who worked as a stripper. Getting to know her meant it seemed a bit less taboo and more accessible. While we were still living together I went through a tough patch financially, I was working on a creative projected that I was self funding and it gobbled up all my savings, leaving me in position where I didn’t know how I was gonna make rent at the end of the month and didn’t even have the cash to get myself something to eat. It seemed like the perfect time to take the plunge, I needed the cash, had my housemate to give advice and was on the other side of the world, so if I didn’t want them to, no one would ever know!

I sent an email out that afternoon to a club my friend recommended, along with a couple sexy pictures of myself showing off my body and face. They got back to me straight away and asked if I could come in for a meeting that same day. I had an interview with one of the ‘house mums’ who chatted to me for a bit and then asked me to do a little dance for her, just in my lingerie. I felt nervous but excited as I slowly rolled my hips and ran my hands over my body, sensing her watching me. After I was done she asked if I could start that night!

Next thing I know I’m on the floor of the strip club, it was only that morning I had decided to give it a go, and now here I was, walking around in my lingerie in a room full of people. Off in the corner I could see the VIP booths and caught a glimpse of a woman giving a customer a private dance. I must confess that my naive little mind was shocked when I saw her spreading her legs wide open and giving the man a full view of everything. I don’t know what I had expected, maybe something more teasing and less full display! I continued to spy on them through the gap in the VIP curtains and saw her move to sit on his lap, her hips gyrating and pushing back, rubbing against his hard cock. I’d been told in my brief training that we were meant to keep at least a small gap between ourselves and the punters and not have any actual physical contact but I could see now that those rules weren’t necessarily abided by… and next thing I knew, I could see his hands move over her,  first he placed them on the dancers hips, and rather than push them away, she kept grinding hard against him. Next, his fingers began to crawl up her body until he was fondling her breasts, his hands cupping them from behind his fingers brushing over her nipples. I could feel myself beginning to get wet spying on them and I wanted to continue but next thing I knew, my name was being called out for my first stage set!

I stepped up on to the stage, wobbling slightly in the super high heels that I was yet to become accustom to, and grabbed on to the pole for support. I began moving my hips in time to music and seductively moving around the pole. I looked in to the crowd and could see the many eyes on me, a little shiver ran through my body, part nerves, part excitement. Locking eyes with one man in the crowd I leaned back and unclipped by bra. Slow I peeled the straps down over my shoulders and with a last flourish, I let it fall to the floor, my naked natural double DD breasts now exposed for all to see. My nipples were hard and protruding out due to being turned on. As I continued to sway in time to the music I ran my fingers over my breasts pinching and teasing my erect nipples. I could see the desire in the eyes of those watching, knowing how much they longed for me, was such a thrill and I could feel my pussy soaking through my panties. I knelt on the floor and lent forward, so that my bare breasts were brushing the floor and my ass was sticking up the air, I wondered if the man sitting directly behind me was close enough to see how wet I was getting through my panties.

This is getting long, so I’ll carry on writing the rest soon, letting you know happened next and about my first private lap dance!

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