Just this summer, I was sent to toronto for a week long training conference. I usually don't mind this except for the fact that I have to pay for everything up front and get reimbursed after. So 7 days of eating out and entertainment is gonna rack up fast. My hotel was situated on the popular main street that is known for it's extensive night life. Heck, even a connecting flight had a group of ladies sitting next to me on the plane talked about hidden gems similar to that of las vagas. I figured I scored big time!
I touch in on sunday and get situated at the hotel. It is around 10pm so I figure I unwind and get ready for the grueling 8am-5pm training day. I get to know the guys at the course, all of them men, considering I work for the tech industry. We all decide to go into town one evening and check out the night life after dinner. We hit a few bars and have few drinks and laughs. Nothing expectantly happens.
The final day we decided to go out, we got advice from our cab driver. We hit apparently an upscale strip club. We went upstairs, away from the rowdy crowd in the main floor. There was an entry fee for the upstairs, and it was quiet. It had its own bar and its own dance floor, and didn't smell of rotten beer and ass. As we take our seats, two girls approach us and start chatting away. One is a tall blonde with very nice curves and wearing a skimpy bikini. The other is a small tight little brunette with a polish accent, wearing a one piece suit that was almost some sort of tiger print, but it was hard to tell in the dim lighting. These two girls were surprisingly chatty and engaging to us four dudes.
I grab the polish girls silk cloth and ask what it is. She giggles and tells me she puts that on a guy's lap so that he doesn't get wet from her. I freeze for a sec realizing what I am holding, and slowly hand it back. We all chat away for almost 30 minutes, and then the blonde girl gets up and gets ready for their show. A few minutes later she is on stage dancing away and stripping down completely. Then the polish girl gets up as it is her turn. She tells me to stay here and to watch her on stage. The guys are all complementing me on getting it on with that girl. It is then that I realize that her and I were actually spending time together and flirting with each other and touching, separate from the rest. The polish girl is dancing away, and maintaining eye contact with me, when she was facing me. It was very intense and she was completely into it. The guys I was with were egging her on and even punching me lightly on the shoulder and stuff. It was all fun and very exciting.
After the dance finished, the polish girl walks over straight to me and asks if I wanted a lap dance. She is back fully dressed in her spandex type suit. I politely said I'm ok, as the first thing I felt was embarrassment, and was sporting a boner that I was desperately trying to ignore. Then suddenly, the others began pulling outa bunch of $20s and handing it to me and saying for me to go. So the girl grabs me by the hand, I grab the cash, and she leads me over into a booth, to the cheers of the others. I figure, fuck it, I'll most likely never see anyone here again, I have no pride to lose here. I mumble I'll pay them back over my shoulder.
I take a seat on the large couch, and the booth is roughly the size of a large elevator. She closes the curtain behind her, and then lays the cloth on my lap and straddles me. She says "I am soooo wanting this" and slowly begins to grind me. She moves faster and faster, applying more and more force against my cock, while she performs a seductive dance. I moan, and she moans back commenting on finding something hard, and uses her hands to grip it through my jeans. She undoes the zipper on her chest and exposes her breasts up close, and rubs it against my face. She backs off and does a standing dance while slowly stripping off the suit. She is completely naked now, except for her boots. She then straddles backwards and puts her hands on the floor and wiggles her ass inches away from my face. I clearly see the bald pussy and ass, as well as the glistening wetness.
She then repositions herself back onto my lap and begins grinding with varying intensities. I'm surprised at how much force she uses sometimes as she moans away. At this point my cock is screaming against my jeans. I moan saying "my cock is so hard". She moans back saying "I know I want to keep going." She grinds against me even harder, as she is playing with her boobs and such and moaning away. I tell her "I'm gonna cum if you keep this up", and she responds with "OMG that is sooo hot".
She suddenly stops and pulls out a condom from her boots. She leans in and whispers in my ear to "secretly put this on. She leans over to my left shoulder and does a seductive dance over my head and whispers to me "hurry I'm covering the camera". I rip open the condom and unzip my pants and draw out my cock through the front openings of the underwear and zipper. I also notice the silk cloth is very wet and actually moistened the front of my jeans. I take this moment to look up at her as her hair dangles all around me, and make a kissing motion at her, as her face is literally inches away. She smiles, and plants a slow messy kiss on my lips. I put the cloth back over my lap, and she slowly slides down my body and shifts the cloth down. She grabs my cock and slowly slides onto it, moaning once again and gasping as she grinds. She immediately begins grinding faster and faster, telling me "you can cum now". I was already at the brink, and it didn't take me very long to explode inside her. I grab her ass and try to slow her down, but she has me pinned down and doesn't stop, this time doing slower but harder thrusts.
After a while, after figuring my balls are blue, she slides off me and tells me to zip up, as she is holding the cloth. She is kneeling in front of me trying to get her clothes back on, and I say that "it went too fast because I wanted to do more". She looks up and puts her hand on my lap and asks what, with a big smile, and suddenly I feel myself getting hard again, and mention it to her. She looks at my lap and leans in and begins to grind my leg with her pussy saying "Damn that's sooo hot".
On the ride back to the hotel, I can smell her on me still – her sweat, juices, and perfume. She asked where I was staying, but I didn't think to give her the room number and to actually invite her. That evening, I masturbated to the events of that night. Shame, as she probably would have come to the hotel with me.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3rtnt6/my_best_conference_experience_yet_mf
Pretty realistic for strip clubs in Toronto…