Nightclub Jack-Off

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Nightclub Jack-Off

I had completely forgotten about this particular experience but one of the recently posted stories in SoloTouch reminded me of it. The one where the writer jacked himself off in a strip club titled "Sneaky in a Strip Club."

 

I used to live in Northern Virginia and every once in a while I would take visiting male friends into Baltimore to the notorious 2 OClock Club on Baltimore Street. The 2 OClock Club back in the 60s and 70s was where the famous stripper Blaze Starr performed. She was long gone by the time I discovered the place.

The 2 OClock Club is still going strong although I understand the infamous Baltimore Street is a much tamer area than when I was there. The street was loaded with bars and strip clubs when I visited.

Anyway, I had some friends in from California and we drove up to Baltimore so they could experience a little east coast action. We went from club to club checking out the strippers and at one point we lost one of the guys although we found him later. So my remaining friend, appropriately named Dick, and I ended up in the 2 OClock Club.

We watched several strippers do their thing. The process was that the girls would dance and then come down and circulate through the customers looking for somebody to buy them drinks. The drinks were horrendously expensive but as long as you kept buying they would sit with you. They always tried to get you to buy a full bottle of champagne, which was priced at about twenty times what you could buy it for at your local grocery store. If you bought a bottle they would take you to a private room in the back. I never did that so I am not sure exactly what went on back there but I have a good idea.

So we were sitting there watching the strippers and one gal came out who literally was one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen and she had a body to match. She was very petite, maybe about 5 2 at the most. The whole time she danced she and I were making eye contact and as soon as her set finished she made a beeline for my table. She had darted backstage and pulled on a lacy robe but was naked underneath. She sat next to me and started working me for drinks.

Now as I stated, this gal was drop dead beautiful but she had one of the dirtiest mouths I have ever experienced. But I was so taken with just looking at her that I could ignore her language but I have to admit it was difficult to imagine that kind of language coming out of such a beautiful mouth.

After about the third glass of champagne that I bought her (which was most likely 7-Up or soda water) she started rubbing my leg. We were sitting at a draped table so nobody could actually see what her hand was doing but it wasn't that hard to figure it out.

At that point in my life I had had a number of similar situations with strippers or bar girls and always took 99% of what they had to say as pure bullshit. But with this girl I sensed something totally different. We seemed to really hit it off. I attempted to talk her into meeting me after the place closed but she said she couldn't do that but there was something that she could do for me. She had been rubbing my crotch for a while at that point and also kissing me with a lot of tongue action. I hadn't seen any of the other strippers kissing patrons so something unusual was definitely going on.

As things heated up I had slipped my hand in the opening in her robe below the sash at her waist and slipped a finger into her pussy.

Between her rubbing my crotch and putting her tongue down my throat and my finger in her pussy I had a rock-hard erection. She then unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants and pulled my hard prick out of my underwear. She then proceeded to give a nice slow handjob while nuzzling her lips against my face and neck. Anybody looking at us had to know what was going on. My buddy Dick, who was sitting next to me, told me later that he couldn't believe what she was doing.

It really didn't take long before I started spurting my cum. I was in my early twenties at the time and still somewhat quick on the trigger. I had warned her I was cumming and she tried to push my prick down so that the cum spurted onto the floor under the table and didn't fly out where it could be seen. My dick was so damned hard that she had difficulty pointing it down far enough. I am not really sure exactly where the cum went but it was one terrific orgasm, I know that for sure. She kept stroking my dick milking out every drop of semen and I finally had to push her hand away because it was so sensitive. She took a napkin off the table and wiped any semen residue off of my cock. She kissed me on the cheek and got up and said, See you next time.

Once I recovered I told Dick we had to go find his buddy Jerry. We thought we knew which club we had left him in so we went there just as the place was closing. We found him at the bar. He said that he had hooked up with one of the strippers and that he was going home with her. He said he would take the train back to Washington the next morning and would call Dick to come pick him up at the train station.

Dick was not happy about this and I tried to warn Jerry that he had to be careful. But he was convinced this gal had the hot's for him. And about that time the stripper in question arrived in street clothes, grabbed Jerry's arm and said, Let's go. And he went. She was another good-looking woman.

The next morning we got the whole story. She had called a cab and once they left the area she suggested they stop somewhere for an early breakfast. She invited the cabbie to join them. After they finished eating she gave the cabbie an address and when they got to an apartment complex she told Jerry to wait in the cab. She had to go check and see if her roommate was home. She told Jerry that if she was, they could go to a motel.

Of course, she never came back. And after sitting there for 15 or 20 minutes Jerry realized he had been screwed but not the way he expected. The cabbie, who was probably in on it, took him to the train station. Jerry did not have enough money to pay the cabbie as the meter had been running the entire time, even when they were eating breakfast. It was several hundred dollars. The cabbie took what Jerry had leaving him just enough for train fare back to DC.

And the crowning blow to Jerry's experience took place when he went into the men's room at the train station to take a leak. Some gay guy hit on him and asked if he could suck his cock.

I was surprised that Jerry would even admit to what happened. If it had been me I would have made up some story about how the stripper fucked my brains out. Of course to this day we still tease Jerry about his Baltimore Street experience. Shortly after this happened I moved to California so that was my last visit to Baltimore Street but it was certainly a memorable one.

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