My favorite strip club. Part 1. | 2016

I liked going to the strip club. I could stare at women. I could admire their tits and ass. This was unacceptable behavior in the "real world".

I couldn't handle the thought of being called a creep or a pervert. It was ok to be a pervert at the strip club, as long as you tipped.

And even when the dancers weren't on stage, they would still wear next to nothing while walking around the club asking guys for dances.

I also loved the way the dancers hustled for dances. Some would simply walk up and ask you for a dance. I mostly declined those. But the dancers I really liked would sit next to me and introduce themselves. They would spend time with me before they suggested a dance.

Brandi was good at this. She walked over and extended her hand to greet me "Hi I'm Brandi. How are you doing tonight?" Brandi was a Latina. Long dark hair, dark eyes, and light brown skin.

She sat really close to me. I wore shorts and a t-shirt. She wore a 2 piece bikini. Her bare leg pressed against my bare leg. Her bare arm pressed against my bare arm. Her lips brushed my ear as she whispered into it. Her hand rested on my thigh, caressing it and squeezing it. I loved all the skin to skin contact. And she smelled really good!

Finally after a little while, she grabbed my hand and stood up, pulling me with her. "Lets go, its time for a lap dance." She took me to the VIP area and sat on my lap. She gave me her prices and I gave her my money.

She took her top off. She grabbed my hands and placed them on her tits. I could feel the implants under her skin. I didn't squeeze too hard. I ran my hands all over her body.

She turned around. I massaged her back and admired her tattoos. She pulled her long dark hair to one side so I had better access to her neck and shoulders. She told me to squeeze harder. She said she liked the way I touched her. She turned back around and straddled my right thigh. She started grinding her pussy into it.

She was hot between her legs and a bit moist. Like laundry that you took out of the dryer a little too soon.

She told me to squeeze her ass hard. I squeezed her ass and the backs of her thighs as she rode me.

After the dance was done she wanted to give me her number. I didn't trust her. I figured she was either an escort or trying to scam me somehow. But I declined her number so I guess I'll never find out.

I would get a few lap dances from Brandi over my many visits to the strip club but she eventually left to go to Miami. At least that's what she told me.