Meet at the strip club

Just as most of money was running out, John to the rescue! I get a text, “I have this week's thousand dollars ready for you, are you ready for me?” Desperate for the money I reply, “yes daddy. Where should we meet?” He quickly replies, "10pm tonight at this address: 7714 Queens Blvd, Elmhurst, NY 11373".

I give his message a thumbs up and look up the location. A quick search indicates that the address is for a gentlemen's club, which is a fancy term for a strip club. Considering the string of events from the previous weeks, I presume this will be a breeze. I google image "inside strip clubs" to get a feel of what it looks like and what to wear (I've never been to one before). After trying on half my wardrobe, I decide on a sexy yet simple black dress. I'm pretty sure it wouldn't stay on for long and it's easy to put back on. I do a double check in the mirror.

I'm about to leave but decide to do a double check. How would I look without my top on today? Can I dance? I want to make sure I'm good to go. I take my dress off, exposing my perky young tits and red thong. I lower it a little, try a few stripper dance moves I saw online. When satisfied that I'm ready, I put my dress back on and head out.

I arrive exactly at 10pm to find John waiting outside. His smile indicates that he approves of my appearance. As I approach his smile widens as he says, "You look absolutely stunning tonight, Jenn. I am sure you will blow everyone's mind." He pauses for a moment and continues, "What type and color are your panties?" I respond, "red thong. Is that okay." He nods and tells me to follow him.

We cut the short line to the strip club. The bouncer, noticed him and I, give John a nod and we enter for free. The stench of stale beer on old wood entrenches the place, complemented by dim lighting and short isles. The place is packed beyond capacity with dozens of gross, horny men of all ages and cultures. John escorts me to a stage. Its a 12'ish foot long platforms with 3 poles and 2 worn out strippers. Dozens of men are crowded around the platform, groping the women's legs while throwing singles.

As the music ends, both strippers collect the dozen or so remaining singles on the platform and head off the stage. A loudspeaker then announces, "Next up is a first-time sensation, "Jenn Loveumore". John then pushes me towards the stage. Confused and nervous, I begin dancing by swaying back and forth. After a few seconds, one man begins to boo and another man immediately says, "show me your titties you prude Asian bitch." Horrified that I'm upsetting the men, I immediately lower my dress straps and let my silk dress fall to the ground, leaving me standing there in front of dozens of men wearing only my tiny red thong. This causes the booing to stop and a dollar to be thrown my way. Realizing this was working, I felt more comfortable and began dancing in a manner that would please the men.

As I relax, I begin rubbing my breasts, causing not only my nipples to visibly harden, but also the men's crotches. Dollars begin flowing in. I know this will be John's money as I wouldn't double dip, but it's inspiring to know I can make so many men want me, in fact it begins turning me on. As I walk around the stage, making sure each man can get a good look at my body and a quick grope at my legs, my hands begin to lower from my hard nipples to my thong. Without thinking, I begin rapidly pressing my finger into my thong, causing it to pump a half inch in and out of my pussy. This drives the men nuts and the ones start to flow. I don't know what excites me more, the fact that I'm turning on dozens of men, or that there is easily $100 on the floor. I continue masturbating through my thong as I circle the floor, getting rained on by bills. I crawl over to the pole and begin fucking it, which only increases the excitement amongst the men. I look down and notice that my red thong is now noticeably soaking wet. I begin grinding my tiny wet pussy against the pole, nearly cumming at the excitement.

Thankfully, the song ends so I can fix myself. I collect the money and head off the stage. On my way off the stage, several of the men begin groping me. I feel hands everywhere, my breasts, my legs, my butt. Right before a hand reached my crotch, John pulls me away to safety. I thank him and try to hand him my wad of bills. He rejects the money and says, "keep it, you earned it. I need you to do a private dance anyway. Go to room 3." John points down a long hallway with a string of booths. I put the money in my purse and walk down to the curtain numbered "3" and walk in.

Inside, is a confident looking Caucasian businessman that appeared to be in his mid 50's is sitting on a black cushioned chair. His shirt, pants and underwear were already on the floor, leaving him naked. I can tell by his aura that he's a powerful man. He looks up at me and without smiling says, "Would you take off your thong and rub it against your young, tight pussy. I want to taste it"

His dominating and powerful voice was more of a command then a question. Without hesitation, I undo the strap on the right side of my thong, followed by the left. I make sure to run it thought my tiny wet pussy as I take it off before tossing my soaking wet thong on his face.

He sniff then sucks on my wet thong. He briefly smiles, showing approval, then tells me "Come here". I slowly walk over to him. When I'm about a foot away, he grabs me by my ass, pulls me to his face, lifts one leg over his shoulder and begins licking my pussy. His slow, methodical licks actually feel amazing against my clit. I begin thrusting my hips in sync with his licks. I feel my pussy begin to pulse against his lips.

I never knew a mans tongue could feel so good pleasing my clit. Just when I begin to precum, He sticks his long tongue deep side my tight, wet pussy, feeling the walls. He begins circling his tongue inside me, which forces me to wiggle back and forth. I begin thrusting my pussy into his tongue like it's a cock fucking me. I look down and notice he is stroking his extremely long, thick and now hard cock. I know I'm moments away from cumming and apparently he is too. He picks my up by my butt, and slowly lowers me into his cock. Gravity pushes me into him as he lets go. I now have this older man's cock fully inside my little pussy and it feels good. I begin pumping front and back, allowing his powerful dick to feel the entirety of my tiny pussy. I begin fucking him harder and harder, hoping to feel his warm, thick cum inside me soon.

Without notice, I feel his cock tense up, followed by forceful thrusts. From the warmth and texture inside me, I can fell that he just shot a huge load of cum inside me. I continue fucking him, allowing load after load to fill me. When finished, I rise off his cock, allowing his cum to drip from my pussy. He hands me a $50 tip, say's thank you and leaves. I put on my clothing and head outside. In front of the door is John. He says...

1) I'll give you 5 minutes to clean up, another man is waiting.

2) come with me to a special room with holes in the walls.

3) The owner wants a word with you.

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