Gabbie’s First Stripper

I had never been in a strip club or touched a stripper but that changed quick. My best friend and I were riding around in her car like we always did. The sun had been down for a while and she wanted to go out somewhere. We stopped at the liquor store and got necessary supplies for the night. Then she had an idea.

“Let’s go to Tigers.”

“That strip club?”

“Yes. We should go.”

“Right now?”

“Fuck it. Why not? We don’t have anything better to do.”

I always loved the idea of a strip club.

It seemed fun to me, getting to have girls dance on you, and that is all I thought it would be. My friend drove across town to where the club was we paid to get in and checked our bottles. As we walked in it was a wonderland of ass. Every type of guy was also there, from your average joe, to executives in VIP, and you cant forget the thugs. The girls were all hot as fuck. Ass fucking everywhere.

The hostess led us to a table right by the main stage.  She left us with our bottles and cups of ice. We poured up and the first girl came out and was fucking gorgeous. She was a tall latina stripper with a FAT ass. Her red bra and panties set looked amazing against her skin tone. She turned around the pole for the first time and my best friend saw her ass I heard an audible damn slip out of her mouth.

As she walked back around the pole we saw her nice tits. They had to natural D cups and perfectly symmetrical. She stopped and made eye contact with me as she stuck her ass and started shaking it. Her ass shook and started to clap, all while she kept eye contact with me. That was the thing that night, while we were there that night, every dancer looked at either me or my best friend. They all wanted us, but we were going to watch until we saw the one that we couldn’t resist. There is always one at every party, or at the bar, or literally apply this to anywhere you go, that you have to have, cant resist, and you will shoot your shot.

We watched strippers dance for like an hour and a half until one of our favorite songs at the time came on.

Then she came out, This perfect latina beauty, she was fucking perfect.

She had the fat ass I wanted and my skinny frame with perfect D cups. As she came out and hit the pole, and when she was done with her first few tricks, she cat crawled right to me. She crawled off the stage and right on to our table. She grabbed my face and started kissing me, softly at first, then more passionately. As she slipped her tongue into my mouth and our tongues danced around each others for a few seconds. She stopped kissing me and sententiously grabbed my bottle of Crown and whispered in my ear.

“Meet me in the back room.”

She took a shot of the crown and put it down. Then she just walked behind the stage, only stopping to say something to the bouncer. I stood up and told my friend that I couldn’t miss out out on this. Not in a million years. I started walking to the back.

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