Stripper Confessions 1: The Complete Series

by Solae Dehvine

  “I don’t think I can Syd,” she said, and I agreed. What man would be okay with their woman stripping?

  “Never mind that. Now pop your ass up and take all your clothes off except your bra and panties, that’s what you’re gonna have on every night. We need to start there.” Lauren barked out orders as she taught me how to dance.

  If this was what I had to do, then I would take orders from her all day. I was going to be the best ass clapper at the club. Possibly even better than her. As she spoke I zoned in on the piles of money she had spread across the bed. I would do anything for that money to be mine including show my pussy and tits to everyone in the club. This was easy, but dancing at the club was a different story. I guess I would think about that later. Right now, I was in class and Lauren was the teacher.

  Amateur Night

  Lauren

  “Can she pop her ass like you?” Carl asked me.

  I was back at the club in the manager’s office. It was almost time for me to start working, but I first had to put in a word for Syd. We worked most of the day on the routine I wanted her to do tonight. I took a few hours to get some sleep, then I ran to school for a lab and a study group session. Now I was back at the club putting in a good word for my girl.

  “I wouldn’t be here if she couldn’t Carl.”

  Looking him straight in his eye. I knew selling him on Sydney meant speaking his language and all he understood was dollars.

  “You have all these non-money making bitches in here. They are making it hard to keep the Ballers coming in. You need more money making bitches like me, and my girl Sydney is a money maker.”

  His eyes got enormous hearing that. Carl saw everything in shades of green and dollar signs. I was one of the biggest dollar signs in the club, I had to be. Medical school wasn’t cheap. Carl would listen to me. Especially since I was already in my work uniform with my tits pressed together, sitting up like a billboard. I knew he saw asses all day, but I still thought he needed some visual stimulation.

  “Is she gonna be any trouble?”

  “Of course not. She has a fat ass, pretty titties, and I promise she is going to follow all the rules.”

  He thought for a while puffing on his cigar, “Well, I might be able to use her for something new that I have in mind. But let’s see how she works out for amateur night.”

  “Okay, that’s all I’m asking. Just give her a chance to prove herself.”

  I flashed my pearly whites and left Carl’s office giving him a full look at my ass. Walking out into the club it was still early but I needed to give Syd the good news. As I walked from the back to the front of the club I bumped into Donita. It seemed like she was always in my fucking way when I was trying to do something.

  “Ms. Lightning. How’s it going tonight with that fat peach?” She asked slapping my ass like a customer.

  “Keep your hands to yourself Sugar and Spice,” I said mocking her stage name.

  “Oh, I’ll keep them to myself for now. But one day I’m gonna tap that ass for real,” she said sticking her tongue out and licking her lips.

  I gave her a stiff middle finger and kept walking. Donita was what we called a cat burglar. Which meant if you weren’t careful she would steal your pussy and be gone before you realized what happened. Some of the women wanted to fuck more than the customers, but I didn’t swing that way. I would definitely have to warn Sydney about her.

  Making my way to the main part of the club I spotted Sydney by the bar. She looked afraid like a church mouse. She would have to shake that shit off. Amateurs were usually the first ones to go up, and she needed to get ready to show out.

  “Hey girl, are you ready?” I asked her as I leaned on the counter next to her.

  “Yep, as ready as I’m going to be,” she told me as she took a sip of the brown liquid in her glass.

  “You might want to drink another one of those and quick. Best to be numb the first time.”

  She nodded her head to that like she understood.

  “Oh, and you’re gonna be going up in fifteen minutes.”

  “WHAT?” She screamed over the pounding music. I knew she wouldn’t be ready that’s why I didn’t tell her earlier that she would be going on so soon.

  “Look, you gotta get used to this shit Sydney,” I told her signaling the bartender to get my drink.

  “Sydney, this is what you wanted. Now you just be ready when he calls you.”

  Jennifer the bartender sashayed over with my usual drink as I finished talking to Sydney. Jennifer wore almost nothing like the rest of us. Today she had on a tube top and a bikini bottom and sky high black heels like the rest of us, but she didn’t have to dance. But of course the bartenders didn’t make as much money as I did.

  I gulped down the drink and surveyed the room. For amateur night things were filling up earlier than usual. That is another reason why I came in so early. Sydney was still at my side shaking like a leaf. I knew she didn’t want to do this, but she was determined and being her friend I would help her anyway I could.

  “Look, watch me for a while until they call you to come up. I put you down as Syd

  Vicious.”

  “What? Syd Vicious. What the hell does that mean?”

  “It means you’ve got a vicious ass. And you’re gonna be Vicious on that stage. Now let me go make some money.”

  I gave a customer the eye and they gave me the eye back. I went over to bouncing my body to the beat of the music. It’s like I could sense when a guy wanted me. I felt all of their eyes on me, but I had been doing this long enough to know what to do to get a guy to buy a dance.

  “Hey Cutie,” I got close whispering in his ear. He was old enough to be my Dad, but money didn’t have an age.

  “Hey, let me get two dances.”

  I took the twenty dollars out of his hand and went to work.

  I put my hands on his shoulder shaking my tits in his face. Grinding my body on him to the beat of the music. Of course, I felt his dick poking through his jeans. If their dicks weren’t poking out, I wasn’t doing my job. I whispered in his ear as I danced on him.

  “Close your eyes baby. If we were at home, I would rock you to sleep,” I let him wrap his arms around me. “Yeah boo squeeze me tight.”

  Pressing my tits in his chest, letting his hands run over my body. I told him what he wanted to hear.

  “You know I like it doggy style,” I told him turning around, bending over and grinding my ass in his lap.

  The other bitches in the club didn’t understand how I made the money that I did. It was all about the experience. I gave the customers a fantasy. As I did a slow grind on his dick with my ass, I knew in his mind he was actually fucking me. I sat up as the song ended and DJ’s voice came over the mic.

  “It is Amateur Night y’all and welcome to the Club Fantasy.”

  Everyone clapped and whistled. I kept rocking my hips for my customer as I scanned the club looking for Syd.

  I saw her shoes from under the curtain on the main stage.

  “Now whoever wins Amateur Night gets a chance to dance at the club. Without further delay, I present to you..SYD VICIOUS!!!” He screamed her name as the music started. I clapped and screamed as she came out.

  I knew to win she would have to do something crazy. Syd dancing was no problem, she was on the cheerleading team all four years of high school. So I played up to her strengths. Coming out she did a cartwheel down into a split. The crowd roared as she bounced her ass on the floor.

  She had on one of her old cheerleading outfits with a pair of my red heels, the shortest ones I owned. She bounced her ass on the stage like I showed her, but she was moving too slow.

  “SPEED UP,” I screamed at her.

  She did just that, jumping up taking off her cheerleading skirt. The crowd roared getting a chance to see her thong stuck in her juicy ass. She swung on the pole a few times, but I told her not to concentrate on that. She didn’t do it long.

  “Damn that bitch has a fat ass,�
� I heard someone say.

  That’s when she took off her top and threw it into the crowd. Picking one leg up and holding it in the air with one of her hands, she showed her pussy to everyone. I had to admit the shit was sexy, and it wasn’t comfortable holding your leg up in the air especially on four inch heels.

  The dollars flew on the stage like it was me up there and not my best friend who had never stripped a day in her life. She took off her panties and bent over clapping her ass like I showed her earlier. That certainly got everyone rowdy. With dollars flying the song ended and the DJ started talking again.

  “WELL DAMN. THAT IS SYD VICIOUS EVERYBODY.”

  With that everyone clapped. Syd smiled, but I could tell she wasn’t sure what to do. I went over to the stage and helped her pick up her money and walking with her to the back as everyone clapped.

  “You handled it better than I thought,” I told her as we walked to the back. She smiled putting her skirt back on as soon as she could.

  “Really?” She smiled when we got to the back.

  She was still shaking, but the money I was holding said it all. We were behind the curtain for two seconds when Carl came from nowhere. Shaking Syd’s hand, he said the only words I wanted to hear, “You’re Hired.”

  Syd smiled looking back and forth from me to Carl. I was happy for her but scared at the same time. The girls walked past us staring at Syd, the jealous eyes and side looks were already starting. She didn’t see them, but after working here so long you learn to keep eyes in the back of your head.

  “Can you start tonight?” Of course, Carl wanted her on the floor as soon as possible.

  “Ummm,” Syd wasn’t prepared for that. She looked to me for an answer

  “Naw Carl. She can start tomorrow. I’ll bring her by early to talk to you and get things situated.” I told him over the music.

  “Lightning you’re assistance is needed at the DJ booth.” That had to be a customer wanting a dance.

  “Alright. That works. You bring her by early. We have a meeting tomorrow anyway. Bring her with you,” he said shaking Syd’s hand and disappearing.

  “Syd I gotta go but get out of here and go home. I’ll see you in the morning ok.”

  I handed her the money and gave her a hug. Her jacket and a small bag with her regular clothes was on the floor. I wanted to go with her to change, but I didn’t have time for that. I planned on at least walking her out to her car, but it was grind time for me.

  I pranced from backstage switching across the club as the music started for the next amateur. I searched around the DJ booth looking for who paged me. I had seen him only once, but last night left such an impression that I knew it was him as soon as my eyes laid on him.

  Mr. Dick Extraordinaire himself. I tried to mask my excitement as I stood face to face with him.

  “How are you?” He asked whispering in my ear as if we were on a date and I wasn’t damn near naked.

  “You couldn’t stay away?” I asked him leaning closer.

  I felt like my heart beating out of my chest. I prayed that he couldn’t hear it over the music. He only shrugged pulling money out of his pocket.

  “Can I get a private dance?” He asked, smiling like the enormous dick devil that he was. My pussy screamed seeing that smile.

  My answer was taking his hand and walking him through the crowd to the VIP room. I was at work, and I was all about the money. But why couldn’t I have fun too? Briefly Daniel crossed my mind as I went to the back with the Dick Extraordinaire, but I quickly dismissed Daniel from my mind.

  Sitting down, Mr. Extraordinaire pulled his dick out like he knew I couldn’t resist him, and he was right.

  Ass of Prey

  Donita

  I watched Lightning walk away leaving her protégé alone. Carl said a few words and left too as she got dressed. That’s when I made my move.

  “Syd Vicious right?” I asked walking up behind her.

  Her ass was fatter than Lightning. She had on this short cheerleader skirt, but her ass poked out like a bumble bee.

  “Yeah that’s me,” she extended her hand like we were in an office and not backstage of a strip club.

  “I’m Sugar and Spice, but you can call me Donita if you want.” I smiled like Ms. Universe making her feel at home. If I had on more clothes, this may have seemed half normal.

  “Cool, nice to meet you,” she kept getting dressed, or she tried to.

  “I’m so nervous I can’t even put my clothes on.”

  I was okay with that. I was more than enjoying watching her bubble ass in the skirt.

  “Girl just put your jacket on,” I told her eyeing the black coat she had with her laid across the small table backstage. I guess her bag contained regular clothes, but I liked what she had on now.

  “So you’re going to be working here?”

  By how happy Carl was I already knew the answer.

  “Yeah, I guess I’ll be starting tomorrow,” she said laughing.

  She was as green as they came and her protector had left her alone with the wolves.

  “That shit you did. The standing up and lifting your leg in the air. That was crazy.”

  “Thanks, years of Cheerleading.”

  “You want me to show you around before you leave?” I asked her, but I didn’t give her time to answer. I took her hand, leading her to the back.

  “Here is the dressing room,” her eyes were wide open looking around at all the asses drifting around the room. Some running to the showers, others at their lockers, and some girls were rushing past us to get out on the floor.

  “Wow, it’s exactly how Lightning said it was.”

  “Are you okay?” I already knew she wasn’t. I saw her at the bar with Lightning sucking down drinks. She had to be drunk from all the liquor she had.

  “Yeah, just a little buzzed that’s all,” she was giggling like a schoolgirl as we walked. “Now here is the shower room,” Showing her the shower area where a few girls were rubbing soap over their asses getting ready for the night.

  “Carl likes us good and clean,” she laughed harder at that almost losing her balance in her heels.

  “Oh my God girl you are drunk?”

  She didn’t answer, just more smiling and giggling. I felt like a kid on Christmas. It was like she was gift wrapped and handed over to me.

  “C’mon let me show you to the black room. Let you sober up before you leave.” I told her taking her back out of the dressing room and up some side steps.

  The black room overlooked the stage behind dark nights. Couches lined the room with black lights and the flat screens high on the walls showing different Pornos to entice guys and keep them horny and spending money. This early the room was empty, a perfect place for me to get some quality time with Carl’s newest employee.

  “This is the black room?” She asked as she sat down on one of the bar stools next to the windows that overlooked the club.

  “Yep, this is it,” her eyes were plastered to the window. She didn’t notice me locking the door behind us.

  “I see why they call it this. Damn is the club always this packed?”

  “Yeah, but not usually this early.” I sat down across from her at a stool. Like a lioness I was waiting for the right time.

  “Oh My God!” She jumped up walking over to one of the screens. “I can’t believe this is just playing,” she said standing right in front of one of the television screens that lined the walls. The TV’s played nothing but fuck scenes. The one she was now gawking at was an orgy compilation. I had to laugh, she was such a square I could tell. This probably was one of the few strip clubs she had been in.

  “Yep, this is almost like a VIP. You can do whatever you want in here,” She must have already known that with her eyes focused in on the screen.

  She sat down on one of the couches and opened her legs, rubbing her clit as if I wasn’t sitting there. Now that was a tease, she rubbed her sweetness right there in front of me.

  “Being out t
here made me so horny. Does it make you horny?” She spoke to me with her eyes fixed on the screen.

  “Yeah, it makes me horny all the time.” I watched her move her panties to the side showing her pretty pussy.

  “Shit..Fuck,” She moaned hissing curse words as she stroked her pussy. “I’m sorry, but I’m soooo….” she couldn’t finish her sentence.

  I saw my cue. Walking over to her it was like she was in a daze.

  “When was the last time you had your pussy devoured?” I asked her standing over her as she rubbed.

  “Ughhhh.. I don’t know.”

  She kept watching the screen and didn’t see me kneel down in front of her. I scooted in between her legs, when she finally noticed I was there I was already licking down her thigh.

  “Oh shit, don’t do that.”

  She told me to stop, but she didn’t move away, she didn’t stop rubbing her pussy either.

  “Shhh, let me help you.” I told her moving her hands out of the way and filling my mouth with her pussy.

  She was too drunk and way too horny to fight me. I gave her clit one strong suck, the sound of me slurping on her clit filled the room.

  Her hands gripped the couch. Face first in between her thighs I slurped her goodness, blew air over her clit and used my fingers to rub where she left off.

  “Shit I can’t believe this,” she moaned as I grabbed her legs and pulled her pussy closer to the edge of the couch and my face.

  Her panties pulled over to the side wasn’t good enough for me. I pulled them off and with me on my knees I held her, burying my face in her.

  “Damn bitch this pussy is wet for me,” I told her in between slurps.

  She screamed when I stuck my tongue inside her. Only if I had my strap on I would have fucked her from one side of the room to the other. But eating her was good enough for now. Her legs shook when I concentrated on her clit.

  I was a clit doctor, and it was swelling and growing tender from my tongue lashing. She jerked when I ran my tongue over and with every circle I made, she gushed more wetness into my face. The music from the club was loud, but her screams seemed amplified over the music.