Alright. I'll tell you my craziest night. I have a request though: if you remember this story and you remember the account it was originally posted under, please do not post that account here.
I did a house call in Highlands Ranch, a wealthy suburb just outside of Denver. This young woman (probably 24 or 25) was marrying a very wealthy older man and he gave her and her girlfriends the house for the weekend.
I show up, and it's business as usual. They asked for the military theme so that's what I was wearing. I got offered a drink and accepted it because I normally enjoy myself and then have a cab pick me up and take me to a hotel when I do shows in Denver.
Anyways this particular drink seemed stronger than normal but I didn't think anything of it. Music starts playing and I'm putting on my opening show, tips are flying at me in the middle of the living room, a couple women throw their panties at me, all still pretty normal. The routine ends and I'm rocking a mankini. The women were very receptive so I figured this was a good time for lap dances. On my third dance, I started noticing that everything was kind of heightened, and I began noticing just how much alcohol these girls were pounding. The third girl was the first to start kind of sucking me off a bit and I noticed it felt wayyyyy better than normal. That's about the moment when I realized they slipped something in my drink. The fourth girl was super touchy feely and I realized they were on whatever the hell it was that I was on, so instead of freaking out and leaving I decided to just go with it.
I stopped giving personal dances after the fourth girl and changed into my sailor outfit for the second routine. I could feel the music moving through me and I knew I was rolling off my ass, but the girls were way into it and I thought I gave a more intimate performance. The bride to be got up just after I gave a sneak peek to the whole crowd. I finished up that routine and was again in that awful mankini so I started giving out lap dances again. I was doing a double for two women who seemed to be just as into eachother as they were into me when I heard the bride to be call out my performing name. I turned and I shyt you not this girl is standing in the doorway with nothing on but whip cream. Just like that scene in Varsity Blues. She has a wad of cash in her hand and announces that it's her turn to play with me. I put my mankini back on and walk over to her while the other girls are cheering at the top of their lungs, and she throws the hundreds into my bag on the table and walks up to me and is just kissing the fukk out of me. Normally this is a HUGE no no, but:
- This girl was stupidly hot
- She was enacting a fantasy I'd had since middle school with the whip cream and
- I was absolutely fukked up off my ass.
So I started licking the whip cream off her, then she sucked my dikk to get it completely hard, while the other women chanted for her to fukk me. So we fukked. When we finished she gave me her phone number and told me to keep playing with the other girls. So I did.
I don't remember anything pay this point but the bride to be filed me in on what happened the next time we met up. She told me I ended up fukking 17 of the 23 women there, with all but one of those 23 at least sucking my dikk, came in two of them, didn't leave the house until three thirty in the afternoon, earned just under 4 Grand that night, and the bride to be (now bride) and I have met up a couple times at hotels since then because apparently her 70 year old husband can't fukk at all.
for 3 racks though
