Virgin Stripper Novels & Stories

"I don't care about their living. I'm not exposing my body to people I don't know." "Sometimes, you speak like you're still a virgin." I turned away from her instantly and she noticed. "Wait! Wait a minute! Sacha! Are you still a virgin?" "Psshh! Girl, are you crazy? Of course no." "Your ass is still a virgin. Look me in my eyes and tell me you're not." I couldn't. I couldn't look someone in their eyes and lie to them. "Okay, forget the stripping. I'm a part-time stripper and it ain't even all that fun but on Friday, we're hitting the club, and we're gonna find you a man."

I smirked, turning slow so she got the full view—thong lost between my fat ass cheeks, oil making everything shine. “And that’s your business because…? Last I checked, my pussy still mine. If I want Ryan to stretch it out every night, that’s my choice. Now excuse me, I got money to make for your greedy ass. Unless you want me to walk out and take half your regulars with me.” Her face darkened immediately. “You stupid-ass girl,” she hissed. “Men like Ryan don’t fall for strippers. They fuck you, then go home to their real women. You think you special?”

They held that hostile look towards me but I avoided their gaze and focused on a woman who was popping cigratte. "Thea this is Noami, Noami Thea."This He introduced us but she scanned my body instead. "I am the madam in charge of this strippers here and you will do as I say." She said sternly and I nodded. She spoke to Calvin with an eye movement and soon he was gone. She took a plate containing coke in it moving towards me, eyes bulged grabbing what was about to happen. "I'm sorry I have...." "Uh uh... Mm mm." She hushed me waving a finger. You are now a VIP stripper. Remind me of the first rule again." She said walking round me and filling my nostrils with the smell of her cogratte smoke.

I watched as a stripper walked up to the woman I was with and smiled happily. “Baby, get that fine ass over here.” The woman next to me stated and pulled the stripper closer. I watched as they pressed their mouths together and full-on French kissed one another. I froze as I watched the exchange. The woman, whose name was Vixen, according to Joe, smacked the stripper’s ass after pulling away. “See you later, Vixen.” The stripper smirked and walked off. “So, your name is Vixen?” I asked as the woman pulled me forward. My brain couldn’t seem to function properly. I wasn’t sure if I was confused or horny that the woman kissed another woman.

The party finally begins with all of us dancing and for the night to forget what we are and to whom we belong, Ava, I and Blair along with Kimberly are in the middle of the club, with the music and light we are surrounded by a cricket of stripes, the point I will be noted naked male strippers as we dance, I am being careful as I am pregnant, but even my doctor told me to do little exercises and hence I let myself lose and dance with the stripper and we keep circling or the stripped are moving I have no idea but every five minutes the stripper in front of us changes. Looking at their faces, I can tell Ava and Blair are enjoying this a little too much and why wouldn't they, they don't have fuc

Just as I said, I pulled into the gas station, waited for them to be out of sight and then turned around and headed back to the strip club. When I got back there, Whisper was sitting on one of the couches out in the front lobby, talking to another stripper that also got me hot when she performed. She was chunky but gorgeous. She had long dark hair, D-size tits and a nice pussy. She wore a tank top when she performed and didn’t take it off; she would just pull down to expose her tits. I guess she was self-conscious about her gut, but I still thought she was the second-sexiest stripper in the joint. I remembered her name was Nina when they announced it over the speaker hours earlier when she p

Strippers approached, dancing to the rhythm, adding a layer of hedonistic indulgence to the conversation. Luca eyeing Ryan ,”You're not wasting any time tonight, are you”? “Never do” Ryan said smirking, With that, Ryan left the VIP lounge with one of the strippers. The drive home was a hot one, as the stripper had already understood her assignment, she used her hands to rub his trousers, making his cock beneath to jolt, she noticed the move and continued,as she felt the hardness below….. They arrived home, Ryan's sexual urge couldn't be controlled as he brought home different girls every night, Iris being a deep sleeper never noticed.

“Get the fuck off me” I refill my glass of vodka, downing it with a quick reflex as I watch the strippers do their thing around the poles. They’re in nothing but bum shorts and see-through lace bras. Their fluid body movement is a deadly turn-on and I hope to get laid tonight by nook or by crook. I can’t allow one woman to overpower even my sex life. She has me under no leash, there’s no spell she got me bound to and I don’t owe her a heartbreak, so she can let me be and allow me to enjoy my paradise.

My body reacts to his every touch;; Jasmine thought. "Do I have something on my face?" Jasmine asked after a long while. "Why Sweetheart, Why did you become a stripper?" Liam asked. She hates talking about that nights mistake. Isn't it embarrassing that he already saw her stripping like a slut? Gosh!! "I just had to do it!" She said. "The tears, you were crying sweetheart!" Jasmine folded her lips. She couldn't have thought anyone would notice her tears. No one did, not even Ms Amy. But Liam did,, he noticed her tears".

He whined, running his hands through his balding head. Stripping down to fancy underwear and dancing for hundreds of strangers every night was bad enough. Now I had to do it in the VIP section with the worst perverts of all? I heard that the men in the VIP section are allowed to touch or even molest strippers and that thought sent a shiver down my spine. "Mr. Cox, listen to.." "Alright, alright... 200 bucks and that's final." He grumbled, before lighting a cigarette. I let out a frustrated sigh, knowing fully well that I needed the money. I lived with my deadbeat father and younger brother of 9 years, who depended solely on my income. Our rent was due, and I also needed the money to pay up s