Have you ever been in a bar or club and enjoyed the sights of a stripper, and have they included you in their act, or maybe after at the end of the night?
Share your stories of your personal encounters with a stripper or strippers.
When I lived in London I usually went out at weekends with friends and we did the pub crawl and would end up in some club. This particular night we went round pubs in south London and ended up in this gay club in the Docklands area. There was a stripper due to be on that night, forget his name now (it was a while ago). We got close to the front of the stage for a good view and were happily drinking our pints when on comes this gorgeous hunk of a man, dressed in workman like clothes, tall, masculine, and as he started his performance you could see he was tanned (see his white bits!) smooth and glistening with body lotion. He got down to his underwear but placed a towel around his waist first before he took off his underwear. He then eyes me up, leans forward and takes my hand while pulling me up on stage. I gave one of mates my pint to look after and off I went up on stage. He whispers in my ear 'lay down, use the can and suck my cock'. So I do exactly as he tells me, I lay down on the stage, looking towards my friends and smiling with a nervous grin. He then stands over me and starts to thrust his pelvis forward to the crowd which obviously causes his cock to slap against the towel. As I am laying down underneath him I can see his impressive cock as it does this - I later find out he had a 9.5''x7'' cock. His balls were to die for, low hangers and slapping that towel with such force - I was so nervous, but excited at the same time. Now he turns his feet around so he is now straddled either side of my body and he has his cock facing my head. He moves his towel away from his body but shielding the view of his cock from the audience so only I can see it. His cock is still semi-hard but long and heavy and he now gets the can of whipped cream and squirts it along the full length of his beautiful cock. He looks me in the eyes and beckons me to lift my head up as he lowers himself down towards my face. As I lift up my head and he lowers himself down my mouth meets his amazing cock and without any hesitation I take his cock in my mouth and start to lick and suck that whipped cream (I love cream!). I lift up my arms and use my hands to grip his now hardening cock and make sure I get a good firm grasp on that cock as I feed my mouth. I am literally in ecstasy. He leans downs and whispers again in my ear, 'mate you are doing a great job but I can't shoot my load here, meet up after the show and we can carry on'. With that he pulls his cock out of my mouth turns to the audience and starts shaking and thrusting his cock showing it in all its full glory. I meanwhile stand up, whipped cream around my mouth, and grinning from ear to ear. The stripper then goes off back stage and I climb down to meet my friends. I join my friends at the bar for another round of drinks and up walks this tall handsome guy, taps me on the shoulder and says ' you were amazing at sucking my cock, thank you, want to carry on back at my place' - of course it's Mr Stripper and of course I say yes. He was driving and his car was parked in the club's car park, so I say goodnight to my friends (who all have their mouths wide-open as I trot off with this stripper). As he drives to his place he asks me to suck his cock while driving, he pulls his jogging bottoms down and I spend the next 10-15minutes sucking his cock as he drives us to his place. What an amazing night I had (and he did too). We stayed friends for years but sadly moving from place to place we lost contact.