BEST OPENING LINE FROM STRIPPER
10inches
Florida
mine was from a dancer that I had never seen before. she sat down next to me, leaned over, began to rub my crotch and then whispered in my ear: "my pussy is wet AND lonely"
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It wasn't, but it was tight enough.
Damn she emptied my wallet that night.
"I can't wait for your cum to be in the back of my throat."
Sold!
Guess you can't hate on her system that clearly works, but I've never fallen for it. The minute a stripper tries to upsell champagne room DURING the dance, I know she's not for me.
I did have one dancer who approached me and asked me instead of wanna dance, "do you want a blow job or just straight sex?" After asking, she claimed she did not do lap dances. She was a ROB but surprised me with her line.
I had one dancer tell me she wanted to play with me but she had one rule, I had to play with her.
One dancer when getting ready to tip her a dollar at a stage, grabbed my hands and put them on her nice large tits and held my hands there. Then she said her doctor said "my breasts need to be massaged so you've got work to do". Then she finally let go and took my dollar.
Here are few that worked "Hi, I’m Sheila, I saw you sitting here all along and thought you needed a dance. So how about we get a dance. I am so sure you'll like it, that I’ll refund you the $20 if you don’t like it?" She was as good as she stated and I ended up getting two three song sets from her.
Another time I had been staring at this dancer in a very revealing dress and no bra, who was sitting at a table on the other side of the stage talking with a customer. After about fifteen minutes she gets up, walks to my table and sits down next to me and says, "I saw you looking at my tits, I bet you were wondering if they are real. Why don't we go into the back and find out." So I did and got a few dances from her.
Another time was in fairly dead club, only three customers and I was the only one sitting at the stage. The dancer on stage had just finished her dance as I sat down, and she sat down next to me and whispered in my ear, "if I can get you hard by the end of this song without touching your cock, will you get a dance from me?" I said "sure," and she started whispering in my ears what she wanted to do to me. At the end of the song she looked down at my crotch and whispered, "sure looks hard to me," then felt me up and said, "looks like you owe me a dance." I answered, "looks like I do," I opted for a 3 for $50, which turned into a 6 for $90.
HER: Have you cum yet?
ME: No, not yet.
HER: May I make you cum?
ME: Yes, you may.
We shared a knowing glance and both smiled at the upfront and to-the-point nature of the conversation. And then right there at my chair, she stripped, leaned in close, reached into my loose slacks, and in less than a minute stroked my rock-hard boner to completion. Man, I love it when all the pretense is gone and we're down to what's really on our minds. Very memorable time, for sure.