Pole Dancing
Copyright© 2025 by Ariana
Chapter 4
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 4 - After my intimate date with Larry, whom I had known for several months, he suggested that I visit his gentlemen's club to try pole dancing. With his keen eye for spotting potential dancers, he thought I would excel at it. He said, "Come by, and let my trainer work with you to see if you enjoy it." I thought, "Why not? It could be fun." I was surprised when I received a threatening note to stop copulating with members.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Mystery Workplace Cream Pie Masturbation Oral Sex Nudism Prostitution
On Thursday, I had a meeting with Jim that turned out to be incredibly rewarding. We spent our time together in great spirits, sharing laughter and a very Intimate relationship, and I found myself completely at ease as our one-hour meeting effortlessly stretched into two. Jim is the kind of client you want to hang on to because he is just a pleasure to be with. When Jim finally left, I noticed a delightful surprise waiting for me on the dresser—a generous tip that caught me off guard but filled me with gratitude. It was a thoughtful gesture that I honestly didn’t expect, and it added a warm glow to my already enjoyable afternoon.
On Friday morning, I wrapped up my training session with Janet, who enthusiastically commented, “Girl, you are ready to knock them dead!” This was the perfect encouragement as I prepared for my thirty-minute performance scheduled for that evening. At my venue, I knew I couldn’t spend the entire time on the pole, so a significant portion of my act would involve captivating the audience by moving sensually around the bar, embracing a flow that felt both enticing and spontaneous.
For my show tonight, I’m given a costume that exudes seduction and confidence. The bra is crafted from black leather straps designed to lift and accentuate my figure, yet it daringly lacks cups, allowing my breasts to peek through the carefully arranged straps in an eye-catching display. It’s a bold choice that oozes confidence and allure. The matching bottoms are equally daring; a minimalistic black G-string that barely covers my assets, leaving little to the imagination. As I look in the mirror, the reflection of my outfit has me excited—the combination promises an electrifying performance that’s sure to captivate my audience.
My shows on Friday and Saturday nights were a real hit, according to everyone I worked with. I did a good job considering my limited experience. On Monday morning, Larry arrived right on time at 9:00 AM. He brought my payment for the previous week’s work; I only saw Jim in this instance.
Larry mentioned that I did a fantastic job on both shows and that I’m becoming a pro at pole dancing. He noted that I’m a fast learner and, with a few more lessons, could become a top-notch star. He also told me that seven gentlemen had inquired about booking appointments with me this week. If I could provide my available time slots, he would work them into my schedule.
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