I’ve been looking for a sub with gone wild confessions, but can’t seem to find one (if anyone can direct me, I’d appreciate it).
Every year for the past 6 years, a group of my college friends and I have gone to Las Vegas for the Super Bowl. On the first trip, we went to Crazy Horse which was the first strip club I’d ever been to. Honestly, I wasn’t super interested in the idea but since all of my buddies were going I decided to join in. As soon as we entered, I was in awe at the number of beautiful women dancing in the club. Immediately, I knew I had made the right decision by not sticking around to gamble.
I didn’t have much money at the time so wasn’t looking to do anything crazy. I had a serious girlfriend who did not necessarily approve of strip clubs, and definitely didn’t approve of lap dances. One of my friends on the trip was in a similar spot, so we agreed to “buy each other” a lap dance to trick ourselves into feeling less guilt.
My buddy picked out a short, blonde girl with petite frame and pretty small boobs for me and handed her $20. She took me over to one of the couches (surrounded by other dudes getting lap dances, how sensual!) and started to do her thing. Immediately I noticed that she was wearing underwear that was exactly the same as one of my girlfriend’s favorite pairs. I had never considered myself an underwear fetishist or anything, but seeing this hot stripper wearing the same pair of underwear that I had pulled off my girlfriend countless times sent me through the roof. I was in a complete trance thinking about some mix of my girlfriend and the stripper and how I wanted to pull this underwear off of both of them. (BTW, this specific pair of underwear was just a fairly basic black and gray pair from Victoria’s Secret. I wouldn’t call it a thong but it was small enough in the back that the majority of both my gf’s and this stripper’s asses showed with it on).
I paid for one more dance (so much for easing my guilt) and went on my way. I needed to rub one out as soon as I got back to the hotel.
While I told my girlfriend about the strip club and the lap dance (she actually didn’t care, hooray!) I did not mention the underwear. Of course, every time I saw her in it my mind raced back to that night in Vegas.
Fast forward, and every year for our Super Bowl trip we go back to the same spot. I have not had the good fortune of finding another dancer wearing something familiar, but each year when I get back I search to find the same (or as close as possible) to the same pair that I received a lap dance in to buy for my girlfriend (then fiancee, and now wife). Every year, the first time she wears it I make sure I fuck her from behind and pull it to the side, letting my mind wander back to whoever I spent 5 minutes with at Crazy Horse. It is honestly the only time I ever fantasize about someone else in bed.
Bonus: this year’s edition was something similar to this (but not this one exactly): [https://www.victoriassecret.com/panties/bikinis/shine-lace-bikini-panty-body-by-victoria?ProductID=414197&CatalogueType=OLS](https://www.victoriassecret.com/panties/bikinis/shine-lace-bikini-panty-body-by-victoria?ProductID=414197&CatalogueType=OLS)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a1ayg3/strippers_with_my_wifes_underwear_mf
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