Personal Stripper Novels & Stories

Lily's POV My heels clicked reluctantly on the ground as I walked towards the private section of the club. As I passed by, I heard catcalls and lewd remarks from men about my semi nude body that made my skin crawl. This was a part of my job that hard to get used to, I felt so naked in front of all these men and their eyes raped me without consent… Well I guess, I was automatically consenting given my job as a stripper. I preferred my day job as a bartender more, they were less jerks and I didn't have to wear revealing clothing. But as a single mother caring for a five year old son diagnosed with down syndrome, I need the double income so I was willing to do anything.

She narrowed her eyes as she came into view. The whole club erupted with cheers as they stared at the angel before them. Indeed, this was the special package Ms Amy had told them about. Jasmine couldn't bring herself to stare at the peering eyes gazing at her but when she finally did, she could see lust in them. Tears welled up in her eyes. She feels dirty. She moved to Ms Amy.... "C'mon" She read her lips. She was urging her. She suddenly recalled how her mom taught her to be a through woman... To save her body that pride. But now, she's a Stripper,, A f*cking Stripper. Her mom would be disappointed.

“Look, why do you need to bother with what they say? Why don’t you just show them and prove to them that it is wrong to judge you.” “How am I supposed to be unbothered with those things, Andrius? How?” she asked, frustratingly as she stepped backward. “You were right! No matter how I dress, no matter how I try to be your ideal girl, in other people's eyes… I’m just a stripper. A fucking whore!”

He thanked everyone with a big smile on his face hearing them scream for him to stay and dance more. "Oh... and remember… Philip always burns a stage as a Phoenix can burn your soul" Everyone repeated with him going crazy again. It was a good night at work again, people who go to Lust Nightclub are always so excited and this always excites him too, decreasing his shyness, and giving him power and confidence. That's Philip James, 21 years old, majoring in Dance, and yes... He works as a stripper at Lust Nightclub, from Friday to Sunday and he gets well paid for this.

She left, leaving Jeremy in awe. With what Felicity has said, she earned more respect from the ruthless CEO. He couldn’t believe that even though Felicity had an unsatisfactory life, she would not use someone to earn money. Her job may be dirty because she was a stripper who was strip-dancing in the club, but it doesn't mean that he would leech to those rich clients just to make her life easier. What's more, she wouldn’t ask for an extra service, which was supposed to be included in her job. It already contented Felicity that she receives her salary twice a month without asking for more tips. And because of this, Jeremy was determined to help her.

As a stripper who takes on the extra spicy shifts,I just do it to pay off my debts and yeah it might be fun but it’s only just ever sex.. No love,no obsession ,no attachment just my pussy working over time. Three times a week. It’s turning to a routine a tiring one,I either need something exciting or just someone to fuss over, I guess I’m just bored. I wore a tight blue shirt,left all the buttons open except the middle one ,exposing toned tummy and belly ring ,my boobs popping out ,my skin shimmering due to all my body oil.And a matching tight mini skirt.

It was evident that she had mastered the art of seduction over the years, but her enthusiasm seemed to have waned decades ago. Krystal, standing beside me, shook her head in disapproval. "Men never cease to disappoint," she remarked, her voice tinged with a mix of frustration and resignation. Another patron, driven by his primal instincts, impulsively lunged onto the stage and grabbed the stripper's bosom, causing her to cry out in protest. The man's companions swiftly intervened, pulling him away amid raucous laughter. I couldn't help but wonder if Betty received adequate compensation for enduring such behavior.

It feels more intimate, especially when he uses his thumb to trace over my bottom lip. Damn, he really is smooth. I don’t know why I am letting myself get carried away tonight. He is the number one stripper, porn star and exotic dancer at Broom StiXXX for a reason. He may have told me he wasn’t like this with every girl, but that still could have just been part of his act. The act that brings little Miss Piggys to the backrooms of our club to beg for more of his undivided attention and intimate touches.

"What do you want to know?" "I am not mistaken. I heard Collins say that he saw you hanging on a pole. I hope it's not what I'm thinking?" She rolled her eyes, showing her credulity. "It is. I took up the job as a stripper because it pays more. I couldn't afford to take care of mum, Cecil, and myself with the pay of a salesgirl in a supermarket. So when a girl from the strip club approached me six months ago about the offer, I took it. Please don't judge me because all I have right now is my body and since you are not forced to accompany any man home, it was a good option for me at the time. The stripper job pays more." I said the truth, waiting for her reaction.

he whispered into the stripper's ear, he was not looking at a stripper but at his fiancee. "Whatever you want," the stripper smiled seductively, and right there he got rid of her bra and the lace pant she was wearing. He dipped three fingers into her pussy and she moaned, the other two strippers realized what was going on and undressed too. They got on the couch and started fingering each other. Xander took off his trouser and began to fuck the stripper who moaned shamelessly. He got hold of her breast and started confusedly at it, he took it in his mouth and removed it.