Virgin Stripper Novels & Stories

“You’re gonna give me what I want.” There was nowhere to run. His hands were on me, grabbing and squeezing. I screamed, but the music was too loud. Nobody would hear me. This was it. I had heard stories from the other strippers about how men turned into beasts in the VIP. Was this how I was going to lose my virginity? To this pig who smelled like rat piss and boiled onion. How do I explain to my boyfriend, Nathan? When he doesn’t even know I’m a stripper. When he thinks I work in a bakery downtown, because I’m too ashamed to own this part of me.

' Verity said as I noted the heap of notes on the table. If I hadn't seen such mountains of money before, I would have opened my eyes wide. I saw him tuck a bill of a hundred dollars in the young stripper's bra-string and ground his ass in the chair. He asked the girl to lean more and tucked another bill between her breasts as he winked at her and asked her, "Are you free tonight?" "I'm a virgin. I don't do after-work sêx. I'm saving myself." She whispered to him as he added another bill into her bra string.

The night club was rainbow lights and sorts of beats that revved up the soul.in another part of the building. The strippers were topless,in panties and in high heels.the light was not dim.there were few men there sitting down as they watched the strippers show off their assets as they danced. This was the VIP section of the club and any stripper that was assigned there was a very lucky girl.Many strippers would kill to strip in the VIP section. On one side of the room,Leon di Salvo who was a well known billionaire sat down on the couch sipping his drink.he had come here to meet with an acquaintance of his before leaving.

Somehow, I thought I must've seen her somewhere but I couldn't place where. " Who's that dish?" I asked Bistro. Bistro needn't be told I've taken a keen interest in this girl. " Her name's Ginny. She's one of the regulars around here. She recently bought a VIP membership green card," he then wrinkled his nose in disgust. " She works as a stripper at the Vegas Moon club. You don't wanna get involved with a hoe like her. She's bad news. She's also a messed up junkie when she's not sober."

Probably some who came to pay for sex, some who came to listen to the live band, some who came for the strippers …like me. I could barely make my way through till I met a lady, a blonde. I asked her to show me the dressing room, which she did. She said her name was Bri and she was the top stripper. I also introduced myself and she was kind enough to help me get dressed and showed me a few moves on the pole in the dressing room so I don’t embarrass myself out there.

She bit her lip and nodded. "I am gonna be stripper. A girl recruited me about 20 minutes before you got here and I told her yes which means I'll make loads of money" She said to me "And you're okay with that?" I asked her "Yes. I mean I've sucked dick before and I'm no virgin either" She said shrugging which made me choke on my drink.

a sexy stripper, long blonde gel soaked hair with a bra and a patch on her privates for a panty came by. "not today hunnie" said frank tipping her a two dollar bill in her black leather porch that was hanging behind her massive oiled ass. "ooh, franky is moody today" she said and leaned over him, her long tattered tongue with a ring at the tip licked his face, "i knew you couldn't resist me" she sat on his lap. "please, some other time am not in the mood right now" he said pushing her away. "okay frank" she said looking devastated, every striper in the club enjoyed a session with frank. he was a bigger fish, meaning more money and random gifts and also because of the fact that he was a local

Under the dim light of the VIP lounge, he continued to watch as the stripper he'd specially hired slid her slender hands down the pole in the center of the room, her long hair whipping around her face. He watched as her hips swayed. Her legs extended as she performed a slow sensual dance while her eyes were locked on his. But that's it, his body didn't react to the supposed delicious sight before him and his cock continued to sleep limply. Vincent is frustrated and even under the dim light, he could see the doubt etched on the stripper's face who he'd insisted on not wearing a mask. He gave her a reassuring nod and the lady went back to her dance but now, with more vigor.

She sipped more whiskey, lips wet and glossy, eyes hazy from the alcohol and all the live fucking she’d been watching her pussy was probably dripping down her thighs with no panties on. The stripper got closer, still jerking his dick, and reached out like he was gonna grab her big tits. “Come on baby, let me feel those,” he said with a dirty grin. Laura waved him off quick, pushing his hand away. “Just dance, don’t touch me. I’ll spray you money but keep your hands off.” She pulled some bills and tossed them at him, but the guy didn’t listen. He kept moving forward, cock still hard and pointing at her, trying to press up against her chest trying to grind on her.