In 1980 I worked at Sunbury on Thames for a few weeks and went to the Carnival Theater almost every evening. Parked the car at Speaker's Corner - well, at those times you could still find a place to park in London and rushed to Old Compton Street. After conquering a first row seat you could look into a well spread pussy less than a meter away. I just loooooved it!

Being close to the stage was a bonus. The girls really showed off their bodies.

Some were very enthusiastic about this.

They needed to enjoy their work and display their lovely bodies.

It was likely competitive to secure spots in the well-known clubs.

The music was up to date. I kept my wanking until later (if I could).

Happy memories.

Explicit
 

As the years passed the costumes, and props, got less elaborate, but the girls far more explicit. I can recall towards the end, girls spreading very wide and touching themselves. Like you I loved it.

It's hard to find anything like those shows nowadays.

My wife and I accompanied some friends to a swinging function (a few years ago), where the evening started with a formal dinner.

The organisers put on a stripper act (female) during the course of the evening. She was a good looker, with short, dark hair and all the stockings and lingerie that you wanted to see.

As the clothes came off, it became clear that she did not mind the diners touching her up in all places. She had a nice tuft hair about a smooth pussy. Natural breasts and a firm body were all very attractive. However, the diners were ready to get to the rooms to get things underway.

We had an interesting couple of hours, where my wife was fucked multiple times and I got some time with a very fit woman. I concentrated on loosening her up for future intrusions. Her partner had to find other things to do during this process.

As we were leaving the room, with my wife's last 'lover', the stripper appeared, calling out for someone to fuck her. Unfortunately, I was committed, but I am sure that she got what she wanted.

I do fantasise about my wife on stage at a Club where she strips down and then allows men to use her. She has been to strip clubs as a spectator. Oh well, I can use my imagination.

Darwin Strip Club
 

I am stretching it now by reliving an evening that I had at a strip club in Darwin, Northern Territory, Australia.

Darwin is an interesting town/city as it is where Australia meets Asia. The weather/climate is sultry, sometimes very wet and always a place to be thirsty.

A few years ago, I was visiting Darwin on business. I had a free night and decided to look for something interesting to do. I found this Club which seemed to have potential, and I had a pocket full of cash.

I decided to go in. However, the door guy would not let me in because I was wearing jeans. Not to be put off, I walked backed to my motel and smartened up a bit.

To be continued.

Darwin
 

Anyway, once inside, I had a cold drink, and a good-looking brunette came up to me for a chat. I bought her a wine.

She led me off to a dark spot at the back of the Club, where she quickly took off her panties, lay back with her legs open and let me do whatever I wanted. I had my fingers in her pussy and her arse, bringing her to a climax in a few minutes.

We repeated this process a couple more times during the evening, each time with the same outcome. Insatiable!

I had to leave for some rest. What an evening.

Malaysia in the mid-1970s
 

This was the last years of liberal attitudes on the part of the government before it mightily clamped down on any sort public indecency (including advertising posters for European products that featured semi-nude models).

There was a well-known stripper named Rose Chan who got her start in the 1950s at clubs outside British military & naval bases on the island of Penang. By the early 1970s she was the middle-aged owner of a club in Kuala Lumpur.

It featured local beauties as well as the occasional European act. She acted as the master of ceremonies. She did have one trick. If she spotted a young man who looked like this was his first visit, she would challenge him to guess the color of her pussy hair. Most would guess black or grey. She would then pull down her pants to show that she was shaved bald. This was a time well before that style became popular.

Same scenario but no bum. The problem was when she climaxed she swung one of her legs with the high heels around and almost hit my head.

Lucky night
 

With these Clubs, you can strike it lucky (if you are prepared to pay) when the woman is having a bit of fun.

It is a double win for them.

The time in Sydney when the performer stuck a banana up herself and lay back while a guy ate it all. This may have been a setup, but it was good to watch.

I have been up on stage with a performer. She sucked me off to the delight of my wife and friends.