I wouldn't consider myself a regular at strip clubs. I go five or so times per year, usually with friends. By the middle or end of the night, even when stone cold sober, I end up splurging for a lap dance or two. I almost always cum in my pants during them. Some of the strippers notice, some don't. Once a dancer grabbed me and said, "I know about you and I'm going to make you cum. Let's go" She was black, busty, almost a foot taller than me with heels, and the lap dance was great. She kept whispering in my ear "I'm going to make your big cock explode." After I came and cleaned up, I asked her if she really thought my cock was big.
"Ha, no way. I just thought you wanted to hear that. you are a great cummer though."
A few weeks later I was driving by the club and decided to stop in alone. I'd never been there alone before. It is amazing how much more attention I got that night than when standing with a group of guys. Makes sense, though.
So I was standing not too far from the stage with my back to a wall. The black dancer from before, Nightress, was dancing on stage. I felt the presence of another person and I looked over. It was a beautiful brunette dancer who stood at 5'8" with heels, she had dark red lips, dark black straight hair, 36C's that were natural and wonderfully tucked into a corset. She was chewing gum and nonchalantly whispered, "You like her, huh?"
"She's pretty hot. She's got some moves," I said.
"She told me about your problem. I'm sorry to hear."
I gulped and wondered what she meant.
"Problem?" I asked.
She grabbed my swollen cock and said, "yes, this little problem. It is a shame this little thing has a size issue and cums too fast."
I felt my cock pulsate in her hand, through my pants.
I looked her in the eyes and then started to drift my attention towards her amazing tits. She squeezed harder.
"Are you ready to serve me in the champagne room? To be my bitch?"
"yes please"
Normally I'm a cheap fuck and I wouldn't ever spend that kind of money, but she had me, literally, by the balls.
She towed me by my 4" swollen cock across the club. Men were looking. Some of the dancers were smiling because they knew what was about to happen.
We went upstairs to where the magic happens, or where men hope the magic is about to happen.
We were in a small room with a heart shaped couch without a back centered in the room. She said, "take off all of your clothes and lay face down across that chair. I'll be back in a minute."
I hurried to get naked and laid down on my chest. I heard her heels coming back into the room. They were sexy stilettos that a businesswoman would wear. She was classy, sexy and assertive. She walked in front of me, i could see her sexy legs. She squatted down so my face was near her breasts and her face and she said, "you are mine for the next 30 minutes." She looked at her watch and said, "well, make that 26 minutes. you will not touch me. Your safe word is cowboy. Say that if I'm going to far, otherwise, hold on cowboy because this is going to be a journey."
