Asian Stripper

From good girl to vixen of the neon lights.

Chapter 1 by Melbakruz2018 Melbakruz2018

When I turned 18 the chance for me to leave the Philippines finally arrived. After years of struggle with poverty and the caustic neglect and of a selfish father, I made my decision the time had come to escape my unbearable situation. I was now facing the moment where the talking ends and action begins.

My aunt years ago obtained an entertainment visa to work in Japan as a dancer. She ended up marrying a wealthy Japanese man not long after arriving in Tokyo. I thought, if she can so could I. Only I didn't desire to get married so young, my main focus was predominately making money and obtaining a life that only existed in my dreams.

One hot and humid Manila morning, I took a shower then dressed in a little leopard dress with heels and fake jewelry. Did my face and hair and took a deep breath and headed to BGC to meet with club owners from Japan. They gather few times per year in Manila to interview girls for exotic dancer jobs. My hope an owner would like what he saw and grant me a visa.

When I arrived there were many other girls trying out for the same jobs I was hoping to get. After a few hours my name was called and several club owners and managers interviewed me and had me walk on the stage a few times and dance to several songs. To my surprise three owners offered me a job! I decided on the club in Shinjuku, Tokyo.

Once in Japan I settled into my new life and within a week the club was ready to set a time slot for my show. Before they decided, they had me train with an experienced girl. They put me in a little black bikini and then I strutted out on the stage while the owner and manager were watching me practice. I was nervous, but hearing the loud music and feeling the eyes on me I got into the role. After a few hours we called it a day when the owner came over to me and said "you madexme so hard watching you." All I could think to say was thank you Sir.

My first show was several nights later. The crowd was big being a Friday night. I did my first dance around 10 p.m. in front of a mostly Japanese male audience. While under the lights and showing my body to strangers, I felt a sudden rush of excitement. I was the focus of all this sexual energy. Every move and turn I made captured their attention. I quickly realized I might just become addicted to this and fall deeper into the flesh world of Tokyo.

How does this young Asian girl navigate the flesh world of Japan's biggest exotic clubs?

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