Being at Eye to Pussy Level - Front Row at a Strip Club

I don't know what I expected when we went to the strip club last weekend.After all the complaining my male friends have done over the years about how aloof dancing girls are and how strict clubs can be about the men so much as thinking about touching the girls, I guess I thought it was more of a performance - more in line with the shows in vegas where the girls are untouchable actresses WAY out of reach of every audience member.

That was not the case, at this strip club at least. I saw more naked female pussies and asses in the span of two hours or so then I have seen in my entire life put together (outside of porn)!

Now, after reading some of my blogs, you might have the mistaken impression that I've "been there done that" with everything sexual; far from it. Actually, up until this past weekend, I had never been to a strip club before. I decided a long while ago that it was time to change this fact, but for one reason or another, we haven't gone to one until this past Friday night. "We" in this case is my boyfriend and I. We've been together for two years. We are happy, in love, and have never fought; I mean, we have never even said a cross word to each other. We don't raise our voices, don't get under each others skins, and rarely even disagree, even on small things like what restaurant to go to for dinner (we always seem to be in the mood for Mexican, Lol). It's awesome.

I mention our lack of ever conflicting over activity plans that to say this - when I mentioned I wanted him to take me with him to a strip club, as usual, he agreed that it was a great idea without hesitation (tho I realize that the fact that he is male may have had something to do with that too).

We've been flirting with the idea of seeking out a threesome and/or another couple to have some adult playtime with, and after talking about it with him, going to a strip club seemed like a good first step to prove to him that I am comfortable being around naked females. He knows that I am not bi-sexual. I may be somewhat bi-curious (especially on the occasion that a Catherine Zeta Jones movie is on TV - she's my girl crush... YUMMY), BUT I do not have any desire to (a.) be alone with a woman in bed or (b.) actually date a female. Women are way too complicated and too confusing to even think about being around full-time (I'm female, so I am allowed to say that, Lol). Heck, I don't even enjoy majority of the females I've ever met on even just a friendship level (I'd estimate 80% of women are the type I can't be friends with).

I knew that the past years of hearing me deny any sort of bisexuality had to be overcome before my man would believe that I am interested in threesomes and moresomes. SO... one of the many reasons I really wanted to go to a strip club was that it was a good way to prove that I enjoyed watching and being around the naked female body. However, I enjoy cock too much to ever even think about giving it up by permanently switching to dating or sleeping with one of the species that lacks that body appendage.

 .We rounded up our go-to friend - you know the one - all couples have that certain friend/couple that they call whenever they want to make plans to do anything. Well, we hang out with him regularly - watching movies, going to the shooting range to target practice, I do his hair up in Jamaican braids monthly, we have BBQs, ect... (and, in our case, he is a previous swinging partner of mine when I was dating a previous bf - since my man and him get along so well, if we can find a single female for him, he's on our short-list to be a player in the aforementioned threesomes and moresomes).

Anyways, we called him up regarding the strip club plan for the evening, and of course, being male, he was more then willing to come with us... I think he said something to the effect of "titties? hell yeah, I'm in!"

Of course, I did my typical OCD thing and called ahead to the strip club to make sure they were open (on a Friday night) and to see if there was a dress code and what the rules of the club were ... I'm a stickler for rules (in public, hehe) and wanted to make sure my first experience at a strip club wasn't my last because I got kicked out for something retarded - like wearing a hat, or certain clothes - apparently there is a big problem with street gang activity in Princeton, WV (*said sarcastically*), and they all shop the same stores, so they have banned wearing certain brand names in the club). Once I'd satisfied that side of my personality, we drove an hour to Southern Xposure in Princeton, WV.

I loved it! Anyone who's been in my house knows that I have the naked female body as artwork and decoration all over the place. I think we are simply beautiful. And, I realized that the strip club is an outlet where I can watch nude female bodies purposefully being extra sexy and beautiful with no pressure. Each girl danced to three songs; one in a costume, one in just a g-string and highheels, and the final dance completely naked except for the heels. There were about eight girls working the night we were there, plus the "special performer" of the night who was a traveling stripper and porn actress named Brandy May (who's website is linked to her name). We were there to watch a full cycle - one three-song routine for each girl working, and then a repeat of a couple girls. We also watched Brandy's show. She brought a local DJ, the Big Johnson, up on stage since it was his birthday, and she made him strip to the waist and pretend to be a bucking bronco while she used a belt as a collar and leash and rode him while "trying" to stay on - it gave a whole new meaning to the term "bareback."

I have never been so, ummm, eye-to-pussy with a female before! A couple of the dancers had their clit hoods pierced, and all of the dancers were clean shaven - babybutt bald. Watching them dance was a definite turn on for both me and my man (and our friend enjoyed it too of course, and he headed off to the private room a couple times during the evening).  The girls would dance as if they were having "air sex" and seemed to really enjoy the fact that I was female and I was tipping.

I didn't know that the dancers could get so close to the audience! Since I was in the front row and the stage was elevated, there were numerous times when, if I had stuck my tongue out at the dancer, I would have gotten her off...

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Dirty Sex and Monogamy Is Lame, by Kiera (NSFW)

And, commented as such:

"I view sex the same way you do – it’s refreshing to know there are other women out there that think sex is awesome in and of itself!

I loved where you likened sex to hugs with your friends. Humans need to touch and be touched. I constantly crave the feel of a man’s body, hands and cock touching me, cuddling me, fucking me. I only ever actually “crave” the physical closeness of cock, and never have craved emotional closeness (that being said I have been dating a man I absolutely love for two years and we are open to others in our bedroom).

YES, you haven’t met the right guys yet. For years I “dated” an average of 3-5 cocks at a time and added new ones and weeded out the ones that didn’t work for me on a monthly basis. All of these men knew I wasn’t monogamous to them, and all of them LOVED the fact that I was a no-strings, sexually confident woman. Amazingly enough even tho I just wanted them for their cock, many of these men I grew to be very close friends – some I still consider among my best friends.

So, I definitely don’t think it’s being selfish, a greedy cock hoarder, lazy, or emotionally insensitive at all. As long as you are honest with the men you play with, there is absolutely nothing wrong with having your cock and eating it too!"

It's all in your point of view...

This is a breakdown of how the gender's view a first date. Obviously, I am not a man, so I'm guessing on his view, but from all the conversations I've had with men, I'm fairly confident that it's accurate for 90% of the men out there... Enjoy...
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She’s so nervous. This is their first time going out on a date. What if he doesn’t like her? What should she wear? What if the conversation lags? She spends an hour (easily) getting herself ready. She tries on four outfits, minimum. Even her perfume choice is thought out carefully as to what message it might send to him. This might as well be a job interview. Will this lead to her happily ever after? Is he going to be her white knight? Will her last name change soon?

6pm comes and goes and he hasn’t shown up. She assumes he is standing her up. Where could he be? What is wrong with her that he doesn’t like her? How could she have screwed this up before it even got started? Oh man, was it because I said yes to the date too quickly? Did I come across as desperate?  Oh there is he… well its about damn time- doesn’t he understand how stressful this is? Being more then 10 minutes late requires a phone call, Mr. Right Now.

Ok, smile. He’s coming to the door. Small talk commences. She tries to consciously let go of the fact that he is late and shrugs away his excuse telling him it doesn’t matter- but mentally puts a check on the con side of the “keep him around” list.  She smiles and congratulates herself on choosing the right shirt as she catches him glancing down her blouse. And, puts a check in the pro column as he doesn’t ogle her or become creepy about the attention to her cleavage. He gets another pro check for wearing a collared unwrinkled shirt.

They get in his car and he turns on the radio. What did she do now? Why doesn’t he want to talk anymore? Does he really have to drown me out this soon? This will never last. Who actually doesn’t want to talk on a first date? What the hell is he listening to anyways? Doesn’t he care that anyone outside of angry emo kids actually like this kind of music? As they speed up, he turns the music up. She sits in silence- making another check in the con list.

Well, really! She told him to pick the restaurant, but this is just plain cheap. Who brings someone here on a first date? Oh well, free meal from this man and then we can move on to actually finding her Knight. Is he seriously ordering light beer?  How tacky is that? Small talk continues. He is easy to chat with… put that in the pro column. He shovels food in with both elbows on the table and talks with his mouth full… con column.

He seriously doesn’t have anything planned after supper? No movie, no play, no plan? Is this all the effort he will put into a date with me? He wants to come hang out with me? Well, I guess that’s ok. He did pay for supper after all… we can watch a movie at my place.

They head back to her place. He’s playing that lousy music again. Does he seriously need directions? He just drove to my place 90 minutes ago. Put forgetful in the con column. He doesn’t seem too interested in watching a movie, he has no opinion on what to watch. He is the guest in my home, of course I’m not going to choose what to watch. Well, this is getting awkward. Fine. He won’t choose then I will pick something I want to watch. Here it is… cheesy romance. Watch this movie closely, buddy, you might learn some things.

Two hours sitting in silence at opposite ends of the couch. Fun times. At least he was acting like he enjoyed the movie, check on the pro column. All right. Now the dance to get him out of the house with nothing more then a good night kiss. Turn off the movie and remain standing… that’s right, Romeo, take the hint and stand up too. I’m walking towards the door, follow me. This way, cutie, follow the nice lady’s boobs. Men are so simple. He does have a nice butt, put that in the pro column.

Alright. Tell him it was nice to meet him. Open the screen door and let him out… follow him out. Ok, give him the ok signs. There ya go. Mmmm he does kiss well. Well, a make-out session would be ok, since I won’t be seeing him again.

Is he seriously reaching for the door handle behind me? What a jerk? He thinks that a good kiss gets him invited to bed? Push him away. Goodbye, don’t call me!

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And, inside the man's head, here is how he is viewing that same first date…

I should really throw on that shirt mom bought me last Christmas that’s been hanging in my closet for a month. Cut these damn tags off, who likes these things anyways. If I was a sports star I would pay someone to cut all the tags off my shirts. Ok. What time was I supposed to be there again? 6pm or 6:30pm? Oh well, split the difference. 6:15 works. Brush my teeth, run a comb thru my hair. Ok lets go. I wonder if I am going to get laid tonight?

I love this song! Don’t really like this cd but this song rocks! Am I seriously at her place already? I wonder if I’ll get laid tonight. That would rock! Have to remember to finish listening this song when we get in the car. Nice house, nice yard. Is she going to be high maintenance?

She seems a little perturbed at me, but she says nothings wrong lets go with that. Wow look at those boobs. Nice shirt choice, maybe I will get laid tonight!

I love this song! She’s doesn’t seem really into talking I guess I will finish the song. I’m glad I’m going out with a chick that’s ok with just listening to music. This restaurant is awesome, happy hour lasts til 8pm and the fries are homemade! She is easy to talk to, I enjoy being with her. She doesn’t even care that I ordered beer on a first date. Good signs. And that cleavage is… WOW. I don’t think she would wear a shirt like that if I wasn’t getting laid tonight would she?

Score for me! I’m invited back to her place tonight. Why is she making a big deal over the movie? It really doesn’t matter what we watch this is just a segway to bed. Put something in already. Oh god. I can’t believe she’s putting in a romance movie. Well, points for me if I can make her think I’m enjoying it.

Boring. Do chicks really get into this? Why is she sitting over there? Can I move closer? This is only a first date. Geez, I hope I get laid after watching this BS.

Ok movie over, move in for the goodnight kiss. Why is she standing? Ok, I guess she wants me to go. Well, here’s the front stoop. NOW she wants a kiss… make her want it. Give her a taste of what she’s missing out on. She is really into this kissing thing. Lets take this back inside.

Shit. Not tonight I guess. We had such a great time. There will always be date two to try for it again!

"Dear Kate" - She left me with my dick hanging out...

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