Despite the big language barrier, it became clear that she liked it fast and furious. At this point, it was impossible that they didn't hear us on the other side of the curtain. "AAAAAA! CI! CI! AAAAAAH!" she yelled, on the verge of a scream, along with plenty of dirty talk in Spanish that I didn't understand. Besides that, there was the persistent whap-whap-whap' sound of our flesh slapping together, punctuated by the crack of my hand spanking her ass. I was straight up pounding her pussy as hard and fast as I could. I put my hands on her shoulders to stabilize her body, just to squeeze out a little more speed and momentum. Once in a while, she would spank herself as a prompt for me to give her a few more. I was slapping her ass hard enough that my palm stung. With each spank, her voice seemed to rise a little louder and higher. "AAAAAAH!!"
When we emerge from our little room behind the curtain, I could see three strippers who were giving lapdances in the main room staring at us.
I sat on the couch after we finished to catch my breathe while she snuggled up against me. When I started to move up to grab my wallet and phone, she put her arm over my chest and said "stay." She reached for her phone, opened the Google translate app and spoke into the phone. When she showed it to me, the text was pretty garbled, but I think I had the gist of it - She really liked it and she liked me. I immediately wrote it off as stripper bullshit. I just said 'Oh, thank you." or something like that. Then she said something else into the phone, this time much longer. The text didn't make sense to me at all. I looked at the Spanish words and recognized a few things, but I'm not fluent enough to comprehend it. She tried again, and I parsed out something about 'giving me time' and 'going again.' The word "London" somehow made it into the mix, which was likely a fragment of bad voice recognition. I then figured she was probably upselling me on a second round. But I was spent - I had actually fired a couple off earlier in the day before I decided to visit this club. That's probably why I was able to go so hard for so long.
Well, anyway, I declined her offer and she looked at me with a puzzled face, but accepted the answer.
I left the club soon after that. Around the time I was merging onto the interstate, the meaning of the words all at once became clear. I suddenly remembered some of those Spanish words I saw on the screen. It wasn't an upsell. She wanted to meet outside the club and fuck again (the club was closing in about a half hour). She had said things like 'don't worry, no problem' and that she would 'give me time.' What she meant is that I wouldn't have to pay her. There's a nearby town called New London and that must be where she lives and is staying.
"Noooo!" I said out loud. I consider myself a pro-level PL, or at least not a rookie. But I never had a stripper offer me a freebie. Until now. And I just wasted it!
That's what happened to me tonight. How did your strip club night / weekend go?
Well, as soon as I posted this I remembered that it's spelled 'Si' and not 'Ci.' It's way past my bedtime and there's no edit button. That's my excuse.