Patricia's Trip To Vegas

Patricia, Sandy, and Lana

 

Note from Dion: Patricia contacted me asking if I wanted to read about her experience with a male stripper. Of course I do! I love hearing a woman's take on male strippers with uncensored honesty, and I'm sure other readers would too. Patricia was even generous to include a pic.

Here's Patricia:

About 3 weeks ago I went on a weekend trip to Las Vegas with a couple of friends (I'll call them "Sandy" and "Lana"). It was my first time in Vegas and we were there to celebrate Sandy's bachelorette party. Lana, being the maid-of-honor, did an amazing job planning the entire trip. She even did the research for our 2 full nights, finding a packaged deal for night club crawling and kept insisting that we go to a strip club while we were there (her reasoning was "We have to because it's Vegas!). Sandy and I were not interested however, when Lana found a place that wasn't full frontal (her words: "Relax, this strip tease is light... we won't see men with their dicks out"). Sandy and I agreed. 

When we arrived at the strip club we were swiftly escorted upstairs to where the male dancers were and it looked like what you would pretty much expect. It was dark, there were some flashing lights, a few shirtless men walking around, a guy dancing for a girl on stage. The 3 of us sat down at a table not too far and waited for 3 seats so we could sit closer to the stage. 

The previous night when we'd gone club crawling, Sandy wore a couple of the stereotypical bachelorette accessories: a pink, plastic tiara with a small veil and a pink sash with "bachelorette" written on it. This night however, Sandy gave the accessories for Lana to wear (Lana is single) because she didn't want to get any extra attention from the dancers.  Sandy starts off the night by buying a lap dance for Lana while the 2 of us watched and laughed. While Lana was receiving her dance one of the other dancers came up to me and offered me one. I politely declined and told him perhaps later since at that moment I was enjoying watching my friend receive her's. He replied sure, said that he hoped I enjoyed my time at the club, and then walked away.

After the lap dance for Lana was over a few women had moved away from the stage so we took their seats and enjoyed the view. A dancer came out in a lumber jack costume and was the only one who stripped down to some really short booty shorts instead of a thong. He quickly became our favorite and seemed to be the dancer that tried the least but received the most attention. 

While we watched Mr. Lumber Jack do his thing on stage with another bachelorette, another dancer hugged me from behind and, while cupping my breasts, said "You are so hot, I noticed you earlier and I'm not even one of the dancers, I'm actually a singer." He then proceeded to sing "I Can Show You the World" from the animated Disney movie "Aladdin." After announcing that he was just kidding he asked my 2 friends to pitch in for a dance for me. Sandy said no because she had used her cash on Lana to which I respond with "Ok, ok. I'll pay!" He asked me if I wanted the dance to be more private or out in the open for everyone to see. I laughed nervously and told him I didn't know so he just moved my chair a safe distance from the stage and began to dance.

I don't remember the entire lap dance I received because I found it to be both arousing and humorous. No offense, but I've never really been a fan of a man in a thong so when he had his ass turned to me I couldn't help but laugh. However, he had an AMAZING ass! Another reason why I laughed was probably out of shyness and embarrassment, Sandy took some pictures of both lap dances (mine and Lana's but pictures were almost immediately deleted) and in mine my face was super red.

During my lap dance the stripper mentioned several times that he thought I was "so hot" felt me up and told me he loved my breasts to which I responded with "Thanks!" in a somewhat arrogant tone (what else do you say when a stripper compliments your boobs?!) and keeps dancing. Then he asks me if I'm single, I reply yes, and he goes "it makes me really happy that you're single." While this is going on I'm simultaneously analyzing the situation, comparing it to experiences I've heard from my guy friends with female strippers, and assuming that these are the types of things that a male stripper can say during a lap dance to increase their chances of receiving more money. Also, the whole "I'm really glad you're single" comment made me think, "Is that dirty talk for women? Is that really what women like to hear?" (Just FYI, I studied psychology in college).

He finishes dancing for me, grabs my hand, pulls me into his arms, and goes "Would you like a private dance?" In the midst of all my giggling I managed to force out a no to which he replies "Oh, that's too bad! I'm really sad about that."

Afterwards I paid him the $20 for the dance and before he walks away he goes, "So how long are you in town?"

"Until tomorrow." I said.

"You want to hang out with me and my friends at the pool tomorrow?" He asks.

"Uh, sure. Can my friends come too?" I ask, pointing to both Sandy and Lana. 

"Sure, they're hot... Hey is this your phone?"

I tell him no, that the phone he pointed at wasn't mine and pulled mine out of my purse. He gives me his number, says his name is Noah (to which my first reaction was how that was a horrible stripper name), and tells me to send him a text with my name.

Sandy mentioned several times afterwards that Noah really, really liked me and the dance he gave me was much more provocative then what Lana received from the other dancer. In fact, she said there were a lot of times when my dance was almost "soft-core porn."

I don't remember if this happened before or after my lap dance, but I had been approached by a third stripper asking if I wanted a dance and I declined and apologized to which he politely replied, "No, that's ok. I hope you have a great time, ok?" His tone was so kind and sincere that it really surprised me. I had always thought male strippers were super cocky and douchey but even the ones I rejected a dance from where super nice and made it a point to tell me that they hoped I had a good time before walking away.

We only stayed a few minutes longer, our hour was up and our guide had arrived to escort us to 2 dance clubs but I walked out of that club thinking I was the shit! Ah ha ha ha! I didn't text Noah that night and spent my last day in Vegas with my 2 friends. 

Even before getting a male's stripper's number I, along with my 2 friends, had a blast at the strip club. Sandy was the only one of us who didn't get a dance but she said it was because she didn't feel comfortable receiving a dance when she was in a serious relationship. However, had she been single.... ;-)

The last thing I'll end my story with is that my first (but hopefully not last) experience with a male stripper turned out to be a positive one that completely changed my perception of it. I don't usually get hit on by men that attractive and to be hit on by one that meets a good number of attractive females that pay him to get dirty with them? Needless to say, I came back home with a much larger ego.