First Time Seeing A Woman Naked

It was the summer of 1989. I was still reeling from being dumped by the first woman I ever dated a few months before. I had planned it all out back when we first met that we would lose our virginities together. I also saw her as my first opportunity to finally seeing a woman naked. I had seen many already in porn magazines but never one in person. But after being dumped, my confidence at seeing a naked woman was at an all time low.

Near where I was working at the time was a new strip club. As usual, the windows were covered but there was a huge sign for that said "New concept. For the daring man". I had walked past this place for many weeks and finally one day I finally had the courage to go in. I was under the impression this was a strip club of the type depicted on TV, complete with tables as well as a center stage. It was not.

As I opened the main door, there was immediately a staircase. I went up the stairs to a reception area. The man there saw me walk in and politely greeted me (probably noticed my age). "First time here?" he asked. I nodded and I dare not tell him it was the first time ever to a place like this. He then proceeded to explain how this strip club worked. There was no stage, just a row of private rooms where I could be one on one with the stripper. I had two options: a completely open room, or one for the shyer, anonymous type with a one way mirror that split the room in half. I could see the stripper but she would not see me. 

I opted for this one-way mirror room as I didn't want to look awkward gawking at her nude body. The guy then slid a binder toward me and told me to take my pick. Opening the binder were photos of various bikini clad women with their stripper names (most likely). I picked "Suzie". I then paid for the "performance" and heard the guy call for Suzie. "Room # 2" he told me as he pointed the corridor for the rooms to me.

I went in room number 2 and closed the door. It was a small room, with a chair, but no lighting. The only light was a spotlight on the other side of the one way mirror. I then saw the door on the other end of the room open. In walked Suzie, exactly as she looked in her photo. "Hello," she said politely and then pointed to the wall where I noticed the intercom. "Let me know if you'd like me to do anything in particular using the intercom," she said.

Then came the utter shock. Suzie went straight to undoing her bra and pulling off her panties then stood up straight but on her knees (the stripper side had something like a raised, carpeted performance platform). I couldn't believe my eyes. "Is that Suzie's cunt?" I asked myself. It was and I was in disbelief. Suzie was young, somewhere around 18-20 years old, very petite, about 5 foot or 5-foot-1, very thin, blond hair, shaved pubic hair. Her vulva was a bright pink and looked delicate.

Then the music came on and she started her performance. She started my lying on her back and gyrating her hips so her closed vulva was going in circles before my eyes. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My heart must have been beating 1000 times per minute and I was so excited that I didn't even think about taking my penis out, masturbating to Suzie and her sensual moves.

Suzie wasn't done. She turned around, went on all fours, bearing her sexy bum, and then opening it to reveal her anus, which was actually darker than her vulva. After that, Suzie sat in front of me, laid back down again, spreading her lips wide open for me. It was open so wide I could see her entire tunnel of love all the way back to her cervix. I was in heaven. None of the thousands of images I saw in porn magazines ever showed an open vagina this wide. 

Suzie continued to dance and bare her body especially her vulva and vagina until the 30 minutes was finally up; this is when the music just cut off mid-song. "Thank you Suzie," I said in a very gentle voice through the intercom. Suzie giggled as she proceeded to put her clothes back on. I left the room, not believing what had just happened. "How was it?" the man at the reception asked. I replied, "Suzie was great." 

"Come back soon," the guy said. I worked out the remainder of the day but my mind was on Suzie and how grateful I was for Suzie to bear her privates to me, to finally see my first vagina even if I did have to pay for it. As soon as I got home, I went to my room and masturbated but hardly started stroking when the sperm pretty much exploded out on its own.

I did return to this strip club two more times. Suzie was not in the binder for those visits and the women I saw instead just weren't the same as Suzie. I'm sure a lot of it had to do with the fact that my mind now associated Suzie giving me a look of a nude woman for my very first time. You never forget your first, and in this case that saying is so true.