I took my husband to a strip club [FM]

So, I’ve been writing about some stuff here off and on, and the other night my husband and I were talking about stuff we have never done before. Strip clubs came up because someone messaged me on here and asked if I had ever been to one. I hadn’t, and it turned out neither had my husband.

We decided fuck it and I told him to pick one out and we’d go check it out and see what it was all about. So, he found one through reviews online he looked up and we got dressed. I wore a low cut dress and heels and he wore slacks and a button up.

We parked near the club and strolled in pretty easy. Once inside we got some awful drinks (there was no booze because of CA rules – boo) and sat next to the stage where there was a blonde, maybe 20, dancing in a thong, cowboy hat, and cowboy boots and she was covered in sparkles and sweat. She was in immaculate shape, like an olympic swimmer body – but mixed with a meth addict kinda.

Hanging out a bit, we watched the shows, there were three or four girls that danced and they were all super flirty with my husband and I and we were stuffing 1’s in their panties and playing it up. Another patron told us we could buy mixed drinks from a guy in the back, so we found some drinks and then sat at the bar drinking vodka and sodas out of water bottles. It was kind of weird. The place was a little skeezy but fun.

We were approached by the first girl that was on stage when we came in, the tiny blonde. She asked if we wanted to do a lap dance and she said she loved dancing for couples. She had a kind of stoned gaze and was standing there in her boots and bikini. My husband looked at me, and I said, sure, let’s do it.

She took us down a hallway next to the bar that went upstairs to a small row of doors and we went into the last one. It was pretty dark inside minus a blue light hanging from the wall. There was a leather sofa and a single wooden chair inside. She told us to sit on the sofa and she was scrolling through her phone looking at spotify. As she was she asked us what price level we wanted, and we didn’t have an answer, she laughed.

She explained $100 vs $250 vs $500. In the movies, I’d always seen like a bodyguard nearby or something. But she said $100 is just a dance with some lap movement. $250 was full nude, full contact. I wasn’t sure what contact meant. And she said $500 was Premiere. Again, no idea what that meant.

My husband and I talked in loud whispers, being a bit tipsy, I said let’s do $500, and he walked me back to reality and said that was a lot. I said I’d do what he wants, and then he said $500 to her, which caught me off guard. We were alone in the room but there was a peephole. She texted someone, then moved a post it over the peephole and turned on her music – it was some weird house music.

She was already in a micro bikini, so it wasn’t surprising when she stripped down to nothing in the first like two minutes of dancing. She was grinding against me and my husband and looking at us, but looking past us too. As she danced, I could tell she was fully waxed all around front to back. She had the tiniest pencil eraser nipples, and both were pierced with barbells – which stood out because otherwise she had no tattoos or piercings.

She danced and sat on our laps off and on, and it got a bit old fast. Then she asked me to sit in the chair. She started grinding against my lap and it was starting to get fun. She pushed her ass against me and pushed my dress up exposing my thighs. I could feel her sweaty body against mine.

Then without saying much, she pushed my dress up, and started working it under my butt. I lifted awkwardly realizing what she was doing and she took the dress off over my head leaving me in my thong and topless. That’s when she got really involved. She started straddling me, and rubbing her tiny tits in my face and motioning for me to spank her. She laid across my lap and I spanked her ass, my husband leaned in, shocked, and did the same.

I had her sweat and glitter all over my body as she rubbed against me, my husband watching with a shocked face. Then she sat on my lap and kissed my neck, running her hands through my hair. She bounced and turned around grinding her ass against me.

I could see my husband’s boner through his slacks. She said loudly over the music, “take it out,” to him. She pulled my hands up to her tits and held them there, I could feel the steel from her nipple piercing. She put one of her nipples in my mouth and I licked it, it tasted sweaty and like lotion.

She pushed me over to the couch with my husband, then started dancing for him and unbuttoning his shirt. She got it fully off in seconds. I was sitting there feeling awkward. Do I dance too? Just watch? Luckily it was warm.

She was shoving her tits in his face and ruffling his hair up. Then she started tossing her hair over his cock which he still had out. She pulled me off the couch and whispered in my ear, “suck his dick.”

I jokingly said, “isn’t that what we’re paying you for?”

She laughed and pointed to his dick, I kneeled. She kneeled next to me. I took his dick in his mouth, which tasted like her lotion, and I could feel her hand on my head, she was pushing me down over and over. I looked up and my husband had his head back in the air.

She kept pushing and it wasn’t long before my husband came. I leaned back and gasped. She said in my ear, “you’ll remember that forever!” and she started putting her bikini back on. I looked at my husbands watch and it had been almost an hour. I was shocked. We got dressed and she left before us.

We walked downstairs and decided it was time to go.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/adzxx8/i_took_my_husband_to_a_strip_club_fm