Let me describe my sex life – out of the blue. See, all my adult life, when I looked for sex, like going to a night club with the fellas, I always struck out. But, when I was not looking for companionship, women would be all over me.
Case in point. I was living in Fort Worth, Texas and had hit all the good strip clubs. I had no girlfriend, although I was fairly good-looking, with a huge 10-inch dick. Yet, I had no game. I wasn't a player and I wasn't one for throwing out bull to con a girl into bed. Yes, I was that nice guy who went home alone.
One night, I decided to hit a club in Kennedale, the next town over. The place was kind of rundown, with lumpy furniture and creaky tables. The girls were an average lot, no really hot girls but what you might expect to find at one of the many trailer parks in Kennedale.
I had a few drinks and tipped a few girls. Got some lap dances. Probably the hottest chick there was Mary, who was tall but skinny. Yet, she sported a 38 DD rack! I swear I thought she'd topple over from the weight whenever she leaned down to take a tip while on stage. I gave her plenty of tips but could not get her to my table for a drink because I was, like, the twentieth guy in line.
Finally, I gave up and got some lap dances. One girl, named Daisy, got me into the back room and shielded me from the house mom and barback. She gave me a blowjob (in return for an extra twenty) and swallowed all my cum, sucking until I was completely limp. She then asked for my phone number. Of course, I gave it to her but I'd already figured she'd only call when she wanted some money.
As I was about to leave for the night, I spotted Mary on one of the back stages. Now, those stages are the best because, when girl gets on her knees to crawl over to a customer, her head is about crotch height. I stood in front and she came over to me. Using her head, she grazed my cock lightly and then, after gasping at the size of it when it was flaccid, really ground against me. Despite the blow job, I got hard and she gave me a shocked look.
Then, she asked if she could give me a lap dance in the back room. I said yes, of course. It took a few moments after she got off stage, but she got me back there. She had on a nice two-piece that showed a ton of cleavage, the kind of valley a dick could get lost in. She also wore a silk robe, kind of like what you see rich Southern women wearing at their mansions in movies like "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof."