Kristi

Another of my stripper tales.

Kristi

Stripper Adventures 2007/08

I really like strip clubs, and strippers. At least those clubs where they don't expect you to buy drinks for the girls and just generally rip you off. And the club has to be all nude. Or else why go? A couple of friends of mine only want to go to the topless places. I guess they're scared of the real thing.

The place I go to is fairly close to my house, clean, easy parking, but not cheap. And the girls are all gorgeous. With something for everyone.

So I had some time off on Tuesday afternoon. The place was rather empty -- what a surprise! I sat for a while, at the stage, tipping as is proper etiquette. A girl sat next to me, Marissa. Mid-back blonde hair, 5-8 or so, smallish breasts, rounded hips. Rather attractive. She complained of tenseness in her neck, so for about 20 minutes I massaged her. Then I bought a few dances from her. A dance being in a private room with a curtained door, a couch, and the girl being naked upon you. You are allowed to put your hands anywhere except the important parts, although she did let me touch a very slight bit. One brush against her clit. It was an OK event. You'd think that long of a massage would have gotten me more.

I sat outside for a bit and this Russian girl, Nadia, sits next to me, wearing only a flimsy wrap, no undies. I tell her I have no cash left, so we make an arrangement to meet on Friday afternoon.
Once again, I leave a couple of hours early on Friday, go home, change into some knit shorts and a T-shirt, grab some money, and show up, waiting for the Russian girl. After a half-an-hour, this blonde girl approaches me, Kristi. Very pretty, slim figure, 5-5 or so, and a very engaging smile. An all knowing smile, saying "Yes, I'm pretty. Yes I'm sexy. Yes, you want me." She asks if I want to fool around. I ask her what we can do together, and she says she isn't like the other girls, that we can do more. Well right at that point the Russian girl is on the stage. I tell this new girl that I came to see her causing a slightly awkward moment.

But I decide to take up Kristi’s offer to fool around. We go a back room, where I strip down just to my shorts and she gets naked. As I said, she has a slim figure, with slight curves, and puffy nipples. She lies on top of me and starts rubbing against me, grinding her groin into mine. Then she brings her mouth close to mine, letting our lips touch lightly. So nice, with her hair falling about me, and the warmth and softness of her lips. She reaches to my dick over my pants and starts massaging. So I reach around her and touch her rear, no complaints, so I reach further inside touching her pussy, again no complaints. I continue touching, and she grabs my hand -- oh well, or so I thought -- and places it in front, once again on her pussy. She had a pussy with one of those clits that juts out, and long lips in front, but small elsewhere. A very pretty cunt.

I continued to play with her pussy with my right hand and her rear with my left. Soon her hands are in my pants, directly playing with my dick. Eventually she leans forward and whispers for me to rub faster. And as I do, I feel her ass spasm with my left hand as she moans into my ear with her warm breath.

My money was gone at that point. So I go back outside to the chairs and she joins me in a few minutes. We discuss our next meeting, Sunday at 3PM.

Sunday did not arrive quickly enough. Neither did 3PM. Wearing similar clothes, I got there about 3:40. At first I didn't see her, but soon she appeared, sitting off to the side. I joined her, bringing a smile to her face. That same sexy enchanting smile. We sat for a bit before going into a back room. Our activities were about the same as the last encounter, except this time she adjusted my fingers on her pussy. And once again she seemed to cum, moaning loudly in my ear, as her rear spasmed. And once she did cum, she didn't want me touching her further. So I played with her tight rear. As she reached into my pants and played with me.

I gave her a card with my email and the LordHenryWotton deviantArt site. She said she'd email me. We'll see. That would be the third stripper who said she would. (And no, she never did email me.)

As I sat in the main room, after our dances, this Latina, Priscilla, sat with me. I made her laugh by making fun of the other guys there. One guy took the girl I had the dances with, Kristi, into a back room and came out quickly after only one dance. I asked the Latina what was up with that. She didn't know. So I said he must have cum. She shrugged. I asked if that happened to her and how she dealt with it. She said it was fine, but the guy should keep it all in his pants. I told her I would never cum at a strip club. She asked how that was possible and I said I can hold it. She seemed to think that was strange. She asked me again if I would cum, to which I answered no. Then she told me not to lie. And I said I am a writer, so it is fiction not lying for me, although I was being truthful about not cumming..

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