i was with my friends and i got caught trying to put a quater in her *ahem*...and we got thrown out of the club

The first time I went to a strip club I was like 16-17ish and there was a guy bottle-fucking a stripper to my right and some other old guy eating out a stripper... It was a naasty strip club; and it was in a large city in Mexico, but close to the border.

The only one I have is when me and three friends went. Our one friend, it was his first time going. He got a dance from oldest, most heinous looking girl there. She had to be over 40. That was not the problem to me. She just had a major butterface. It was so distracting that I don't remember what her body looked like. That and it was dark in there. No wonder she wore that day glow bikini. It was to distract you from her looks. I remember walking up to the stage when it was her time to dance and my face almost hit the floor when I saw how she looked. We used to rib my friend about it for a while. All one of us had to say was "Hey, *name of friend*, want to have another dance from Paris?" and he would go nuts and try to defend himself about it. Truly priceless.

A lot - I bartended at a club. It was an amazing 18 months. The best was when two girls were told the nastiest one would get a $1000 tip. These girls took the guy up to a "champagne" room and fucked his brains out. The girls split the money in the end.

1. I love strippers. 2. It had been ages since I'd been to a strip club. 3. My current wife (2) does get a little exhibitionistic after the shots flow. So one night, after some lobster, wine n champagne, the conversation came to the subject and she said if we were in Atlanta, she might give it a try. Well, since we weren't goin to Hot-lanta any time soon I said oh well and sorta resigned myself to my fantasies. But, she continued, there's Sammy's over in Fort Walton Beach. I was bumfuzzled. I knew that she had been stationed at Tyndal AB and I had been stationed at Eglin and knew about Sammy's but I never expected her to bring it up. She had a medical appointment over there that just happened to be on a Friday which lent itself to an overnighter on the island. Additionally, it was just after her birthday. I made the reservations and then off we went. But first, her week was full of anxiety, anticipating the trip...she has just turned 39. She had her little black dress to wear in addition to shoes and a thong. Once we got there, she wanted to sit at the bar to scope things out and she was quite impressed with the class of the joint: the women, the atmosphere, the songs (and she loves to dance). She ended up the night delivering her thong to me after 2 shots of Petrone and four lap dances, one of them free. And, she was riding thighs and shins during everyone of them. Of course, she attrracted the attention of the bouncers but the head guy took a liking to here and we managed to keep her under a semblance of control. Also, the manager keyed in on her as perhaps a distraction from the dancers. She's 5'7", 135, enhanced boobs, thick blonde shoulder length hair and one of the top three chicks in the joint depending on personal preferences....that's why the ladies give her free lap dances. Anyhow, as we planned our next trip over there, she asked for a new dress from Fredericks. I showed her a couple that she didn't exactly warm up to andd she responded, "order the ring back dress." I was floored because that dress was cut to the navel in front and just over the butt in back. (It's still on the website and in the current cataloge if your interested, in red but she wanted black.) Nonetheless, what was a horny old pervert like me to do? Anxiety overwhelmed her the days leading up to our next trip. She thought the dress was too revealing, and it was but we were outa town and at a strip club fer crissakes. My main worry was that they wouldn't let her in because she looked too hot. I was the main target of her ire which dissapated once we were in the club and one of the dancers who remembered her from our last visit almost immediately came up and complimented her on her dress. She got her lap dances that night...of course commando...boobs were out and on display and fondled. She got balsted, had a blast and the bouncers protected her and the manager left her alone. She actually came back from the ladies room telling me that she was so turned on she could hardly pee. Toward the end of the night, she stopped puling done her dress and as she was at the stage, dancing herself and tiping the dancers, her dress rode up and you could see 1/3 of her ass and her bush. God, I loved it. One poor guy gotta glimpse and he came over from the next table. I told Nikki what he missed and she floored me again by saying, "Is this what you want to see?" and then did the stripper left n right leg spread in the chair. Of course this elicited a warning from a waitress but it was almost 4 am anyway. The best thing is that she remembers most of both nights and we have fun with it. No, the truly best thing is that we're planning our next trip in a coupla weeks....my birthday present. I get to dress her. BTW, she works in accounting and won't even leave the house without a padded bra on here.

i met my wife at the spearmint rhino 15 years ago

Heres another, i passed out at the glitter gulch in vegas woke up on freemont with my dad and grandpa