Freeballing Lap Dance Stories

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girth_brooks: After an hour of chit-chat with a dancer, it was finally time for my first lap dance with this particular dancer. I was freeballing with a pair of soft and baggy cotton shorts, got pretty aroused quite quickly, so I had a rather obvious tent thing going on.

Her reaction was one of shock and awe. If I get compliments, it is because of my thickness, not for length. But the tent effect must of added at least 3 inches. So even though it was just an illusion, I got the pleasure of seeing and hearing her react to a "long" one.

Got any interesting gentleman's club or lap dance stories?

 

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two_fister: There is one story that comes to mind.

Last year a few buddies and me decided to see if we could hit all the strip-clubs in the area(not in the same night ;D)...anyway, after we'd been to most of 'em, we decided it was time to vist what is considered to be the best club in our area. At all the other clubs we'd each pick out our favorite girl and get a private dance, and without fail they all sucked, the girl would stand on this platform and dance just for you, but never was there any contact, which made it pretty lame. After a bunch of these so called "lap-dances", I became kinda jaded, and vowed never to waste $20 for that those lame ass dances ever again.

So here we are at this really high class strip club, all the girls are hot as hell, they even had a guy in the bathroom to hand you towels. Like I said all the girls were hot as hell and even the music was good. There was this one blonde that in my opinion was the hottest thing there, she had the classic porno-star look, long blond hair, legs for days, big fake tits ...ect.
So a few beers later I decide to go against my better judgement and get a lap-dance. I found my girl and we head to the private dance area, I was expecting the usual weak-ass dance, but instead this girl is all over me. Touching me, licking my neck, putting her hands under my shirt. This of course caused me to get a nice woody. It was very obvious, and I was kinda embarrased about it, but she didn't shy away from it, she ran her hands along the side of it, and whispered in my ear.."you'd better be careful with that thing".
I must of lucked out and gotten a long song, because the dance went on forever. I swear to god I thought she was gonna start making out with me, it was that intense. After the song was over I paid and thanked her, and as I'm leaving the private dance area this guy who'd also been getting a lap-dance at the same time comes up to me and says.."wow, she really must of liked you", I just smiled and said "yeah it sure seemed that way" ;D

 

[Pecker]

It would be my luck to get a Freeballing Lap Dancer.

???

Pecker

 

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SpeedoGuy: I had an experience very similar to the one described by two_fister above. In my time, I had had my usual share of weak lap dances but that all changed when I visited "The Men's Club" in downtown Reno. There I found everything quite similar to what was described by tf above. I had the same reaction, too.  ;D

I stayed and enjoyed the charms of one particular  dancer as long as I could stand it but it wasn't long before I came dangerously close to having an unfortunate accident in my pants (and I shudder to think how that would have been received). I was sweaty and hot-under-the-collar in the extreme. LOL. Eventually I had to flee the place before my wallet melted down.

SG

 

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8inchy: This is a story I wrote based on what happened at a strip club.

Stephanie-she really responded. So excited by the size of the monster in my pants.
Let me backtrack. I had this incredibly busty Dominican teasing and pleasing and smothering me. She rubbed my hard cock through my pants over the length of two songs. She seemed to like my size, top end of average but not really big. She squeezed and rubbed a couple times. It was requisite groping to keep the meter running. I thanked her and took a break in the washroom. There I stuffed my underwear with a huge rubber dildo. Earlier, I had carved out the centre to make it more pliable and realistic to touch. I lay this 10” cock in position and called her over for another dance. Size must have mattered because she became really grabby. This absurdly thick cock caused a lot of yearning eye contact. Every time she stroked and squeezed I feigned a response. Deep within the confines of my false front I started to get aroused by her desire. Suddenly the giant surrogate wasn’t the only hard cock in my pants.
For a moment we were frozen like Keanu Reeves and Carrie Moss suspended in The Matrix. I rotated around her pendulous breasts in hyper digital surround sound. She held gaze. In a moment we would land. It was that impenetrable unknowing.

The sound started back up like a turntable released.

When the music hit sound speed those brown Dominican eyes revealed themselves. She could have revealed me in a verbal explosion, sharing the discovery with nearby dancers. Instead she understood. She smiled a knowing smile. She was complicitly had control over my desire.

That moment has fed an arousing, yet self-defeating lust to this day: A desire for delusion and humiliation.

 

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fastfastr: try putting on a condom (even if your soft) to avoid unfortunate stains.