Personal Stripper Novels & Stories

They are lucky if someone throws a thousand or sticks a tip in their chest for that amount When they got off the stage, they were sweating profusely and their lipstick was melting. The two women went straight to the dressing room and caught up with the group of women. "What is that?" Kitty. "Can we gossip?" Cindy. "Oh, you two are the only ones who don't know." "What is that girl?" asked Cindy. “Whitecoast Penthouse has a lot to offer. There is an audition for strippers on the second. What they want is tall, strong, smooth, single, sexy and most of all no tattoos," said another stripper.

Mr Wilson said. “You don’t have to withdraw, I will stop being a stripper” Nate replied, he have been thinking of leaving the work, since Oliver got her divorce, she’s his first client and it went successful, he has saved enough money to open his law firm, so quitting the work won’t be a problem, he can have any woman he wants with his killer look and he already has some clients, there’s no need for him to go to the club anymore.

I said as I handed her the cloth to clean the water on the floor. “I understand, but why would you ever choose to be a stripper? Do you know what does that job do?!” she said and started wiping the floor using her feet. “Strippers use and sell their body for money, you’ll dance in front of the stage while stripping in front of those dirty thirsty perverted guys,” she said and look at me.

A man needed his two hands to cup them, they were her money makers, them and her pretty, pink pussy that she only allowed special guests to see. Her name was Madison Pierce, known for her sultry movements and breathtaking energy in bed. She was the most desired stripper in New York City, a beauty so sought after that she had become exclusive to the richest men in the country. They came from all over the country to watch her strip, to touch those beautiful tits and if they're lucky, have her all to themselves for a night. Any man would give anything to suck those gorgeous tits, and Killian Cleeve was no exception.

Her lips push forward to my eardrum without me moving an inch and a body reaction. “You lack a soul!” “Not new to my hearing. You think I can wake up one morning and decide to quit stripping so easy? It's the air I breathe, the life I've always wanted the power to control the most powerful of men with the substance between my legs. You barely know how that feels to see men beg, bid and cry out in pleasure. Tortured men, weak and free men who deserves life without judgement. Stripping rocks! It's an avenue to be themselves unashamed and live life. I'll never stop stripping no matter the money. This shit is for life.” she picks her black animal skin purse and rises from her seat to leave. “I w

Patrick gets up once again. "As you please your honor. I call upon Cinnamon." Cinnamon stands up from the back of the court. I didn't even see her there. The clerk asks her to repeat the words that he asks of me. "Could you please state your full name to the court?" Patrick asks. "My birth name Is Maxine Hall." "How long have you been a stripper?" "We prefer exotic dancers. I have been a stripper for just over 6 years now." "How long have you worked with Mia?"

"Heyyyy!" "Yeah! He never asks me for sex! Is he that holy? I don't want a holy man! I want a dirty one like me!" Phoenix confessed. Isis chuckled as she stared at her friend. A stripper will always be a striper, even if they claim they've stopped being one. Phoenix used to be a stripper before Isis met her and changed her for the better. Ever since they've been best of friends. Asides from the fact that she was a stripper, she has fucked about eighty per cent of the men she entertained at the club back then. There was no sex style she didn't know about.

He gripped onto the sides of her panties as he slipped his fingers into them, pulling down. Her pussy was shaven completely as it was needed for her job as a stripper aand sex worker, the entrance slick with anticipation and getting wetter as he peered at it. He pressed his finger to the lips, massaging them, little whimpers from Heart pushing him along. Bending down further he licked the pussy from top to bottom. He put his thumb up to her clit that had become readily available and begun slowly circling it. Cullen felt her hand grab his forearm as she moaned from his touch. His tongue moving slowly up and down her. His tongue lashing around her and inside her as he kept working to find the

She giggled excitedly. "If you impress him , he might give us extra money." I nod ******** Crystal looked at other strippers already dancing. Immediately I stepped in. They stopped and walked out , giving her angry stare Any time she's performing she always takes all the glory. People hardly look at the other stripper so there was no use dancing when she's there. She looks at the men lusting over her body. Tears grew in her eyes, she never wanted this, but she had no option. The money she earn as a waitress can't even pay her house rent not to talk of her mother's treatment

They love the attention they get from wealthy men and women, they love the sex and most importantly, they love the money. Now don't get me wrong, not all of us are as promiscuous as the others and I'm one of such people. As I said, I am a stripper but I don't go around sleeping with all of my clients. I just dance for them and take their money. Unfortunately, some of the girls I work with that strip also entertain and it caused me a few problems when I first started stripping because a lot of men were disrespectful and treated me like a whore. It took a little while but Cookie set those guys straight and as I grew in the business, men knew to keep their dicks to themselves if I didn't ask fo