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Monday, November 19, 2012

Me as a 60+ Year Old Stripper at a Titty Bar - Part 1

I mentioned back in February 2012 that Harry had talked me into exposing myself at a titty bar, but I never went into any detail.  Well, I have gotten back into stripping there big time.  (When I say stripping, it was topless only - local law.)  It reminded me that I never really talked about the experiences here at over60bigtits.  Seems high time I did.

Like I said, it was in February 2012 when Harry somehow convinced me to accompany him to a strip club (I'll call it "Tops and Tails" though that isn't its real name).  I had been to one a couple of times in the past with Daniel, so I pretty much knew what to expect.  Female patrons usually get more attention from the dancers than male ones as some of you may have noticed, and that night was no exception.  I played along, letting the strippers toy with me and my chest.

It was around 9:30 or so when the DJ came on and announced it was someone's birthday and that the dancers were going to give that person a special tribute.  I have since seen what it means to be a guy at one of those places celebrating a birthday or a bachelor's party - dancers falling all over the guy and humiliating him to some extent.  But that night I was shocked when the DJ announced:  "Marti!  Come up on stage!"  He meant me!  My birthday is at the end of August - not February.  But Harry just smiled and helped me up on stage.

(Harry knew several people at the club - the owner, the manager, a few of the ladies including one he had once done a porn flick with.  They were all in on it.)

Once over the shock, I played along with it.  A couple of strippers got me up on stage.  One was a luscious, curvy 30-something redhead - the one Harry had fucked.  The other was also in her 30's, very athletic looking, with a perfect set of fake boobs.  I was wearing heels, a shortish skirt with black hose, and a tight button-up blouse with no bra.  The ladies pulled a chair to the middle of the stage, sat me down, and tied my hands to the bottom of the chair. 
Then the first of the two song set began.
Through most of the first song (something hip hop – I couldn’t tell you what it was), they didn’t treat me much differently than they would had I been a guy, mostly shaking their B to C-cup tits in my face and doing things with their smooth thong-clad asses that I could never dream of doing.  I could hear the guys around the stage hooting at the dancers to “take her top off;” it wouldn’t have surprised me if Harry had started the chant.  The girls didn’t take my top off, but they did start fondling my tits through my top.   That was when my mood changed from amusement to arousal.
My ultra-responsive nipples quickly became big and hard and the dancers noticed it.  They began brushing across my nipples with their fingertips and, by the end of the first song, were well into tweaking them through the straining fabric of my blouse.  During the short break between songs they untied my hands, stood me up, removed the chair, and tied my hands behind one of the poles.  When the second song started, two other dancers came out: one a 30-something with large, surgically enhanced tits and the other a tall young early 20’s gal with tiny boobs, big nipples, and an incredible set of long legs.  The second song I remember well: “I Love Rock and Roll” – I guess they wanted something closer to my generation.
Barely 30 seconds into the song, the first two gals had their hands inside my blouse, each working a tit over.  The two new dancers were fondling my legs and raising my skirt, letting their fingers get close to my crotch.  The guys were cheering and wanting more.  I was boiling hot and could feel my pussy moisten.  Every time one of the girls touched or twisted on of my nipples I would quake – and the 4 girls new it.  “Let them out, please,” I whispered a beg to the two at my tits.  I noticed one of them make a gesture at the DJ booth, perhaps asking permission.  The other then unbuttoned my top two buttons.
The guys were cheering the dancers and a chant of “show us, show us!” went up.  “Yessss,” I cooed to the girls.  Another button came undone.  The applause increased.  The next to the last button opened, my tits barely contained.  I wanted the top off; the guys wanted it gone.  When the song hit the line “dance with me!” the last button was released and the girls quickly pulled back my blouse – and my tits stared at the world around the stage.
The applause, whistles, and hoots from the guys was half of what I needed.  The other half came when the redhead that Harry had fucked leaned over and whispered “Nice rack, girl.”  “Please do whatever you can to them,” I whispered back.  Then the wonderful sensations became whole.  As the guys cheered, all four dancers gathered around my tits, two of them holding them out and kneading them while the other two toyed with and, eventually, sucked my nipples.  I was in heaven.  Had the played on more song I would have had an orgasm.  Had they played a half dozen more, I might have lactated.  God, I loved it.  I didn’t want the song to end, but it ended anyway – way too soon.
I was still in a hormone-rampant daze when one of the girls untied me while another gave me back my blouse.  The applause and cheering made me want to keep my blouse off and stay on the stage.  But, reluctantly, I redressed.  Before I left the stage, the DJ came on and said something like “Another round of applause for Marti!  Maybe if you clap hard enough, she’ll join the amateur contest that starts at 11:00 tonight!”
I really didn’t pay too much attention to what he had said, being so high and excited, but when I sat back down next to Harry he leaned over.  “You should do the amateur contest,” he said.  “You heard the applause.  They loved your tits.”
“God, Harry,” I replied.  “No one will want to see a sixty-year-old woman dance half nude.”
“just pull your tits out and play with them and swirl your hips, you’ll be fine.”
“I doubt it.  Besides, I don’t have anything to wear.”  I felt safe saying that because I just knew this was nothing for a woman my age to try.
“Lacy packed you a selection in case you decided to,” Harry said, grinning.  “It’s in a bag out in the car.”
About that time the manager walked over to the table.  “She gonna do it?” he asked Harry.
“Yes!” Harry said about the same time I said “No!”
“Honey,” the manager said.  “It’s rare we get that damn much applause.  You should.  I’d love to have you up there shaking those tits.  It would be great to get such a big set of REAL tits on stage.”
“I don’t know,” I said.
“Plus you’ll get to do some table or lap dances during and after the contest.  Maybe even a VIP go.”
“I’m too old,” I repeated.
“Fuck your age,” the manager said.  “You got nice legs and great tits and you don’t look like a skank or a crack whore.”
“I can’t do that acrobatic stuff or shake my butt like these other girls,” I complained.
“Just shut the fuck up and do it,” Harry said.  “If you don’t place in the top three, I’ll let you fuck me up the ass with your biggest dildo.”
“Now that may be worth it,” I acknowledged.
“Here’s the forms then,” the manager said handling me a couple of pages to read and sign.
“Just sign, they’re legit,” Harry said.  “Just trust your manager.”
“The one I’m going to fuck up the ass later,” I said laughing, and signed.  I liked the idea of doing lap dances in any case.

1 comment:

  1. Standing at attention as usual while reading this.

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