Strippers ...

Finally got to the Great Alaskan Bush Company last summer in Anchorage, not for the faint of heart. One of the girls took a shine to me and kept my hands warm in her butt crack all night. People doing doughnuts outside in cars and motorbikes, not a cop to be seen.. the real wild west
 
Finally got to the Great Alaskan Bush Company last summer in Anchorage, not for the faint of heart. One of the girls took a shine to me and kept my hands warm in her butt crack all night. People doing doughnuts outside in cars and motorbikes, not a cop to be seen.. the real wild west
Sounds like a truck stop I was in in Binghamton New York. Billy Bobs roadhouse I think it was called.
Total mayhem and all the rippers were massive.
The lot lizards were better looking.
 
The thing I don't get about the private dances is there doing the exact same thing on the stage for free .. There's no touching .. All there doing is dancing a bit closer to you in a different room. just find it odd why anyone would pay for that.
If you tip them then they got naughtier.

I’d inherited £1000 alongside breaking up with a truly stunning girl. My friend took me out in Sheffield for something different and we ended up in one. The girl who’d sold herself to me eventually broke character and said “Can you afford all this?” I just paid for dance after dance after dance.
 
Depends where one hands over the money, I'm guessing you're a long legs kinda guy, thus getting the skanks who've done more rounds than antonio Barrera....

I was dating one not so long ago (not a skank), a beauty, she even made it over my 9.3/10 scoring system, however, eventually the novelty wore off and you start seeing all the wrong things in your head, it never lasts..... My god though, damnnnnnnn skippy!!!!
Man knows the rules…..
 
On a very middle aged boys holiday on the Costa blanca and one of my mates tried talking the other three of us into going in a lapdancing club
One was "well if you want to" but extremely reluctant and the other two of us said we weren't paying 10 euros for a bottle of beer and a chat to a girl the same age as our daughters

However does a front row seat in a bar watching sticky Vicki chuck light bulbs up her gash count?
 
Man knows the rules…..
Blast from the past (:

Frightening looking back, she would of been the ruin of me, despite the joy that accompanies… thankfully found an upgrade and a more happy 6 years I couldn’t of wished for(:

Still mates with the girl however, she’s retired and happily married to the playboy she wished for and kitting her kids in prada,…. But yeah, damnnnnnn skippy haha
 
Mid seventies I was in Montreal Canada working on a Manchester Liners ship. Just outside the docks was a notorious strip club called Shed 25. For a young lad it sure was an eye opener. The place was owned by a French Canadian gangster who resided in Chicago most of the time. We were lucky enough to be there when it was his birthday and he had a big bash, free booze and he brought a load of top strippers down with him from Chicago. Happy memories!
 
Mid seventies I was in Montreal Canada working on a Manchester Liners ship. Just outside the docks was a notorious strip club called Shed 25. For a young lad it sure was an eye opener. The place was owned by a French Canadian gangster who resided in Chicago most of the time. We were lucky enough to be there when it was his birthday and he had a big bash, free booze and he brought a load of top strippers down with him from Chicago. Happy memories!
The best strippers are in Montreal.
 
I went to a Gentleman's evening with my older brother and his mates in the late 90's at the Airport Hotel next to the world famous Barton Aerodrome.

The comedian was alright, one stripper came out and dragged me up. She sat me down, unzipped my kecks and sneaked a pink, partially inflated balloon into my jeans. She proceeded to pretend she was sucking me off but it was in fact the balloon she was sucking. She had a bit of a dance and showed me her Humber Bridge at really close quarters. She then whispered in my ear that when she was finished with me, I should walk back to the group I was with wanking the balloon towards them. It must've been filled with whipped cream and when she went back down on it, she pierced it with her teeth. As I made my way back, I was wanking the balloon as it sprayed white cream all over my brother and his cronies.

She then got it on with another stripper (both decent looking to be fair) with a double ender. After the show, they went behind a curtain to get changed. The pint glass went round for the lad who's birthday it was and I was nominated to go and ask if either of them would sort him out. As I put my head round the curtain, they were both in bra and knickers. They went ballistic that I had invaded their privacy and had a right go.

I thought that pointing out I'd just seen every orifice they had between them wouldn't go down well at that particular moment in time so made a hasty retreat.
 

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