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A little while ago I had a gentleman tell me his first experience with a provider was a stripper he basically took home with him after a night at a strip club. His story sounded very similar to my private fantasy, (and erotic story on my blog).
Anyway, on another private blog, I keep a diary/journal of my strip club escapades. I love strip clubs. There is one in every town and people from every walk of life go to them. Plus, since I am a girl I get to touch more than the fellas do. 
Anyway, as an escort I have retained a lot of clients at strip clubs. NOTICE: I have never been a dancer. Instead, it's more like I meet a guy, we talk, some stripper gets him horny, he says I look as good or better than the girls there, I get a lap dance or two, he complains that he can't touch or there are too many rules and I let him know back at my place there are "NO RULES." Only once did a guy not leave with me, but he did call two days later. I am awesome face to face. LOL
So anyway, best strip club story happened in Miami - My boyfriend at the time and I are at a club and I offer to get him a lap dance. He chose a cutie. Off to VIP room. She is stripping, I start stripping, face in pussy, hand/mouth on cock, It was so crazy and hot. He and I left, and did it in the car in the parking lot. Then again at the hotel. Gotta love Miami.
So what's your favorite/best strip club story?
Kisses,
Vanica
That sounds soooo hot!
If I met a provider in a strip club, I'm sure I'd be all over it.
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This stripper is the hottest one in the entire area, so I have been trying to get in her pants for a while now.
I tried literally every tactic there is, from tipping to not tipping, playing hard to get, ignoring, to subtle flattery, flattery, to friendly jokes, push pull, vip room, teasing, chasing then ignoring some more, what have you... Even solicited the advice of those who have more experience in the strip club scene because I came to my wits end
yet still literally dying to get in this girl's pants cuz she is so gorgeous.
This girl probably has at least 30 guys hitting on her every day, and when she blew off our date for the second time flaking out and lying to my face, I basically had enough and told her she's a fucking lying cunt who wastes my time. I decided to fold and call it quits... accepting defeat.
So what does a guy do? For starters, I got piss drunk beyond belief and planned on thinking about the next plan much later. The next morning, I book with some hot providers, go on a little fuck fest for a few to get my mind off this "player stripper girl" who played me pretty good.
I then go online to book a flight to see another hot favorite lady out of state. Right when I'm about to hit the submit button, It is then when this stripper sends me a txt, sincerely apologizing for her actions. I wasn't expecting this from her in a million years because I was about ready to move on.
I wait a day before replying and when I show up at the club, she greets me with the nicest deep french kiss ever.
Immediately, I ask to get a lap dance so we go in the back, she then unzips my pants and devours my 19 inch meat as if her life depended on it. Great suction and sound effects, my cock grew another inch and veins bulged out from the sides like never before. Dripping wet saliva soaked my pants and I'm dying to fuck her right there and I tell her so.
She says we could go to a more private room for that but says it would mean a lot to her if we saved for that for our date and did it at a more romantic place. 
She claims I'm the first guy she has done that to during her entire career working as a stripper. Not sure if I believe it but it didn't really matter to me. Now she's 100x friendlier than before. This time she promises not to blow me off. we'll see, but something tells me she won't be.
Sorry if it wasn't as juicy as you expected but like I said, it's a story that is unfolding... and I'm pretty sure the next story will be very steamy. lol
I was in a club in Fort Lauderdale late one night. I'll admit that at the time I was pretty much a regular. BUT I WENT IN FOR THE DRINKS! I knew the bartenders and floor guys (for those of you who've been there who could ever forget Phil?) This was a big club and at the time there was a lot of mileage. I went in late on the night of my Birthday. Florida was a home away from home so all of the festivities had already happened. I mentioned to a bartender buddy that it was my birthday and she bought me a drink. I figured that'd be it for my birthday - boy was I wrong.
There was a dancer there that I liked and danced frequently (although I'm an infrequent visitor to VIP rooms. She came over and said that she'd heard it was my birthday and she wanted to give me a special treat. I nodded my accent and she grabbed my hand and led me toward what I thought would be a nice dance. And kept going right into the dressing room. SURPRISE! There was a cake and drinks for all. The next thing I knew I was in a chair and a bunch of the dancers were dancing and feeding me cake off of their bodies. Then my shirt and pants were gone and they were smearing me with frosting and licking it off of me... (my friend leaned into me and said, don't worry, we have a shower!)..
Two gals were making out in front of me and my friend was grinding me into what I then assumed would be a permanent state of hardness and I was thoroughly enjoying myself. A minute or two later they were all gone for a special and my friend grabbed me by the hand and led me to the shower and stepped right in with me... She shut the shower door and went down on her knees with a little frosting and finished me off right there in the shower. There was a giggle outside as I was not as quiet as I should have been! After a quick rinse I was back out in the club, with not a few winks and grins from the staff ... Best Birthday ever ...