Cynic at the Strip Club - Sex Stories

Cynic at the Strip Club

Taylor stood at 6’1 as he stepped out of his truck. He looked down at his keys and almost turned around and left; he did not commonly come to strip clubs, much less by himself. But the week had been long, and he did not feel like dealing with his coworkers at a bar. He nodded at the bouncer as he entered the club. The main room was dark, but his eyes slowly adjusted to the red glow of the lights. The only bright light of the building focused on the center stage, yet was consistently obscured as it was a strobe light. His small, round table was at least somewhat near the center. The woman on the center stage spun slowly around the pole. His eyes were transfixed on her glittery bra, or rather what was underneath it. The top was see-through; her large, round breasts were apparent. It was clearly not a push-up, yet her breasts seemed to be pushed up anyways. “They must be fake,” he thought to himself. Halfway through the song she finally removed the material, dropping it slowly to the floor of the stage. She walked to the end of the stage and looked in Taylor’s direction. He looked up to her eyes, but she only seemed to be looking at the back of the room. There was no sign of recognition, only routine. People near the stage waved their dollars and she strode over to the other side to oblige them. Only then, did a smile cross her face. The song ended and she stepped off the stage as another woman, Cherry, as the announcer declared took to the stage. This one was thin and petite. ...

... Cherry was tanned from head to toe and wore a white g-string with something at the top of where the string met the waist band. Taylor squinted, but she had moved to the back of the stage. Taylor reached for his wallet and pulled a few ones out. He stood up and approached the stage. Cherry smiled, and walked swiftly over to where he was waiting. At his position the stage was elevated several feet, but his face leveled with her chest. She was wearing a white triangle top that resembled an extremely thin swimsuit. She pulled the triangles covering her breasts to the side, exposing her small, pink nipples without taking the whole top off. He wanted to reach up and lightly pinch her nipple. Instead he smiled, and gestured to place the dollars in the waistband of her g-string. He remembered what he came up to see. After waiting a few seconds, she twisted her body to reveal her ass to him. He then lifted the string and slid the dollars in between the string and her skin. She turned and smiled, and began to walk away to the other side of the stage where someone else was waiting, but not before he saw what had caught his eye to begin with. A little cherry charm had been sewn to the top of the string. As he turned to sit down back at his chair he chuckled to himself. As if he had rung the siren that he had cash, he was almost immediately approached by 2 girls who introduced themselves as Bentley and Kendra. They were both blonde and extremely fit. Kendra had a six pack. They giggled and ...