A stripclub to be blunt, and they’re reputation wasn’t the cleanest, but the rate was much higher than their competitors, and really really popular, always in demand for new girls, I was sold. So began a new chapter in my life, found it sexually liberating, it was fun to experiment and get outside of my comfort zone. I always got a little carried away, I couldn’t help myself really, I think I enjoyed it more than most of the other girls. Most nights were smooth, although I had a few bad experiences with some asshole deadbeats and some touchy feely types, “no touching” First rule right before you signed in. Well, no touching unless you wanna pay extra for a private session downstairs. I always considered going down there, with the rate tripled, and after hearing the other girls stories, it amateur tempted many fantasies on what I’d wanna try. I wasn’t so interested in the private rooms, a little too intimate for my liking, but they had gloryhole booths which stirred something in me that I don’t like to admit. It was dirty, guy after guy, and you had all the control. Eventually I gave in and they scheduled me for my first night downstairs. The lights were dark down there, all a neon purple. I was paired with another girl, usually they do two per booth. She was more than just a little friendly, she got me out of my comfort zone real quick and by the end of that night my face was dripping wet, and under all that cum that I’d generously received was a dirty smile that wouldn’t wash away until the morning oral after. Two weeks in and I had only really played around with my mouth, and I could have been content with the compliments and tips I was getting on top of my earnings, yet I wanted to go a little further. I wanted to feel my pussy get fucked by a total stranger, the thought really turned me on and I was determined tonight was the night I’d let it happen. I started a little later that night, took my time orgasm in the powder room before my scheduled shift. Overheard one of the girls excitement about how the club received a reservation for a birthday party of twelve tonight, and everyone started giggling at who was gonna be the lucky two to end up servicing their booth. All kinds of ideas flushed to my head, but I quickly laughed at the thought as it was only a 5% chance from 20 booths. Not to say I was super turned on by the idea even if I didn’t happen. tits By the time I had my lipstick on my spot was up. They handed me my blowjob number and I headed downstairs to my booth. Just before I opened the door, out came one of the new girls, nearly knocking me over as she clenched her stomach and ran down the hallway to the nearest washroom. Poor girl, happened at least once a week, not every girl liked the taste, but I did, ...I loved it. I stood for a second as I realised I was entering a empty room that I had all to myself. I thought I could manage it more or less and hey, I’d make double the tips, make it look like two girls hahaha. Little electric pulses shot through me, from the spot oral where her tongue touched then up, from inside me, to the head of my throbbing sex. Author's Note: Hello! I pressed down her thighs. As he pulled out orgasm the hard plastic tip, a long 1-1/2 inch plastic plunger device attached to the tip came out with it. His truck would be parked in the driveway if he was home. The closer to darkness the fewer the people, however it was getting very cold and tits now the women were shaking uncontrollably, and even though it wasn't quite dark yet they had to chance it because they were freezing. Did she hear us blowjob at Brittany’s desk? Will you allow me to wash you from the top of your head to tips of your toes?" His thrusts increasing instantly in power and speed. The girls nodded, the Redhead guided me into rolling on my back. I was getting a different vibe from Kayla something I never experienced before. Well, it was raining lightly outside and amateur my aunt Catherine, told me her umbrella was in the coat room, out in the hall past the bathrooms. "Go away!"