Have you ever had a stripper phone sex fantasy? I wanted to tell the story of my first lap dance because everyone thinks it is funny as fuck. I was only 18 at the time. I watched, memorized as the dancers grinded against the poles, stripping off each article of clothing slowly. I was so focused on the beautiful woman in leather thigh high heels that I didn’t hear my friends call out to me. She danced on the ceiling suspended only by one arm. Then she smoothly slid down the pole and righted herself. Her ass clapped against the floor as she gracefully landed in a split. “August!” My best friend called out to me a second time. I tore my gaze away from her to find myself staring at the largest rack I had ever seen in real life. She was an H cup. “Do you want a lap dance?” She asked. All of my brain blood was pulsating in my clitoris. I was in such a state of arousal that I felt dazed.
Then one of the most mortifying, yet amazing moments of my life happened. I blundered. Instead of following her to the backroom, I simply turned my chair around. It felt like everyone was staring at me. The humiliation was surprisingly arousing. She laughed and pointed to the backroom. I quickly got up and followed her to the room. I handed her the money, and she instructed me to sit down. She took off her corset and let it fall to the ground. “I love bringing girls back here.” She said, rubbing her giant bare breasts against mine. My heart raced. The scent of perfume was intoxicating. It lingered on me. She smothered my face in her ample bosom. I breathed heavily against her chest. Damn, that was a night I will never forget.
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