Lapdance from Hell!!!
I use to think that getting a no contact dance was the worst dance you could get,but I think I have changed my mind. Last month I was at one of my favorite clubs hoping to see my favorite dancer. She wasn't there. I found out from another dancer that she hadn't been there all week. Well that meant I had to find a substitute for the night. There was a dancer I had never met named China who looked pretty hot. She seemed to move pretty well on stage so after she got off stage I asked her for a lapdance.
Well I paid her the money in advance(That's how this club operates) . She sat my lap while we waited for the next song to begin. Well the next song began and she got up and started dancing. I hated that the song was a rap song(I usually prefer slow songs for my dance). She was doing okay shaking her ass and rubbing her tits across my face, then she sat in my lap. This women proceded to grind me hard and fast like someone stirring up cake batter(sp) in a bowl. I asked her to slow down some, she did for a few seconds but then sped up again. I was litteraly grimacing at one point during the dance. After the dance was over my dick felt very raw. I had worn very thin boxer shorts which didn't help matters at all. When I got home that night and checked myself out, I discovered that she had litterally scraped a small portion of flesh off of my willy. I was sore for a couple of days, took about a week for me to fully heal up.
I just don't understand how a dancer thinks that a guy would like to have his dick rode like that. I am pretty sure she doesn't go all out like that in real life. So why put a customer through torture??
Well I paid her the money in advance(That's how this club operates) . She sat my lap while we waited for the next song to begin. Well the next song began and she got up and started dancing. I hated that the song was a rap song(I usually prefer slow songs for my dance). She was doing okay shaking her ass and rubbing her tits across my face, then she sat in my lap. This women proceded to grind me hard and fast like someone stirring up cake batter(sp) in a bowl. I asked her to slow down some, she did for a few seconds but then sped up again. I was litteraly grimacing at one point during the dance. After the dance was over my dick felt very raw. I had worn very thin boxer shorts which didn't help matters at all. When I got home that night and checked myself out, I discovered that she had litterally scraped a small portion of flesh off of my willy. I was sore for a couple of days, took about a week for me to fully heal up.
I just don't understand how a dancer thinks that a guy would like to have his dick rode like that. I am pretty sure she doesn't go all out like that in real life. So why put a customer through torture??
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Most girls that I've been with will use a light scent that smells great, but isn't overpowering and thus doesn't linger on your clothes - or maybe leaves a very faint smell. Other girls will just be sporting that clean, freshly bathed smell. My ATF has me addicted to the fragrances of her body wash and especially her shampoo. A whif of her shampoo will have me sportin' wood in seconds...
I hate it when I'm getting a dance and the dancer all of a sudden makes that warning ("hold still", "don't move", etc), or starts moving in preparation for a strange maneuver that you can sense is coming... you never know where to hold on, or when to duck...
Just give me the slow sensuous moves with her on my lap straddling me while facing me, plenty of eye contact and some DFK... a little moaning from both of us... and I'm a very happy guy.
I once had a wild dancer literally jumping and bouncing up and down on top of my lap doing what was supposed to be a table dance. She was really rough and had something sharp somewhere on her leg. I felt a slight pain in my leg after the dance. When I looked down, I saw blood running down my leg where she had apparently scratched me. I was wearing shorts (summer time at the beach) but never expected to get cut during a table dance.
Last night I was waiting to get a lap dance and both of us were watching this pretty dancer near by tell the guy she was dancing for. She said to guy "DON'T FREAK OUT! STAY STILL. I'm not going to hit your nuts." The dancer next to me said to me "yeah just one nut." The dancer suddenly did a back flip landing her head near his nuts (actually on the sofa) Guess the guy lucked out.
I once got a nasty bloody nose from a dancer I was trying to tip during a stage tip. I swear I've had dancers do all kinds of acrobatic moves including putting their high heals on my shoulders during some one dollar tips. I think some like it dangerous (for me that is). If I see a dancer who seems to rough, I'll avoid the dancer unless I'm not thinking straight.
If she was as bad as Jpac describes, and didn't follow my request, I would just tell her to stop dancing.
A dancer who I had remembered from another club had switched over to (IS), Fairly athletic and sensuous, I sought her out for my fully-nude full-contact, 3 dances for $55. We never completed the series. I began to smell her "womanly fragrance" early during the second dance. She had opted to forego the little hand towel they provide the dancer to keep the "snail trails" from coming into direct contact with the patron's slacks, bare legs, etc.
The smell engulfed my senses and I aborted the mission. She had to have one of the more putrid pudenda I had ever experienced. This smell was now in/on my dress slacks. It became more pronounced in my car. I stopped at the local service station and bought one of those evergreen air fresheners, rubbed gasoline on my hands and thought about buying a cigar in order to mask the smell.
Yea, glitter and perfume may start an argument with the SO. But, putrid pussy smells will start a war and dissolve a relationship. Let's be careful out there.