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My Obsession With And Near Addiction To. . . Lap Dances at Strip Clubs The way it got started was right when I first started working at this one shop. A customer, I'll call him Ty, came in for a smog check. Ty worked at Imperial Theater not too far from where I worked. He gave me some free passes and said to find him when I got there and he would tell me which dancer to get a really good lap dance from. So one day I went after work. I just left my work shirt on and wore some dark blue cotton shorts that I wore to work when it was warm. I usually ditched my briefs on the ride home in case I spotted a "" on the Blvd. It's easier to get head that way. Just pull up the shorts a little and whip it out the bottom for her. So I figured the lap dances would be more interesting with just the shorts there. A little bit about how this club worked. The stage dances are one topless and one nude. You can sit close to the stage or on a padded bench around the perimeter. I felt kind of weird sitting at the stage staring at a dancers pussy from just a few feet away so I didn't that much unless it was a dancer I thought was really hot. Then I would and tip a few bucks. Then when she came around to thank me I would ask her for some lap dances. But the lap dances are<b> bikini. </font></b>You can get them one at a time in the main area or get 5 in another darker area (VIP Room) with oversized overstuffed chairs I found Ty and he pointed out a dancer. She was black but not very dark, she had a lot of white facial features. Frizzy hair just to her neck, petite, curvy, perfect little round ass, wearing an orange<b> bikini. </font></b>After awhile she approached me and sort of lightly brushed her hand on the front of my shorts grazing my cock. 'Mmmmm.' She said. I was like whoa she just rubbed my cock. Then she "dragged' me into the VIP area. Kya was extremely friendly, often stoned. She rubbed herself all over me, grabbed my hands and put them on her, reached up my shorts grabbed my cock and sort of rubbed it. I don't know if I got more than 5 dances but at some point she was grinding her ass up against my cock going faster and faster until out of nowhere I suddenly realized I was going to cum. "Shit what do I do?" I thought. I think I might have said something but I can't recall. She kept going. I shot my load in my shorts! She kept right on going even faster as I was still cumming. Holy shit, I couldn't believe that actually happened. It was raunchy, intense, different. I wanted it to happen every time I went. From then on for the next several years my life would be very different. Going there turned into a game. I'd decide what I wanted then figured out ways to try and get it. I started going back every chance I could and when I had enough money. After a few times back and not getting off, I quickly realized that Kya was on the nastier side but not always there. But who wants the same dancer when you can get any one you want? But I could not expect that kind of grinding to orgasm from many of the other dancers. But that's what I wanted. That's what got me hooked was how since I wasn't in control, my orgasm would just build and build and take a long time to start and sometimes hang right on the edge before going over. That and the intesity of them was addicting. I was like a great blowjob or handjob. Sometimes I would get enough grinding from the dancer but couldn't quite feel enough to get off. So this was game one. Find a dancer that would get me off. Do things to increase the probability of that. I started thinking about ways to make the highten the sensations and increase my chances so that I would get off almost every time I got enough contact. |
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