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Subject: {ASSM} Judging an amateur strip contest
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[Reposted from my web site true-life-erotica.com]

This incident happened on a trip down to Tampa, Florida. I was down
there with one other guy, named Tom, from our company. We were staying
at a hotel right on the water on Courtney Campbell Causeway. As luck
would have it, we passed by several strip clubs on the way to our
hotel.

I pointed them out to Tom and told him we'd stop by one for
entertainment after dinner that night. Tom didn't know me too well and
was a subordinate as well, so I think this kind of shocked him a bit.
He just managed to utter "OK" and nothing more.

Anyway, work sucked that day. We were down there to straighten out
some problems at a client site and they were very aggressive towards
Tom and I, even though we were doing our best and even though neither
of us had been involved in the project to this point. I guess we were
just the sacrificial lambs.

As soon as we got away from that slaughterhouse, I was eager to
unwind. Tom and I went to Landry's seafood for dinner and we eagerly
ordered some drinks before dinner. It turns out Tom was a big drinker.
When he saw I was too, he loosened up quite a bit. We both enjoyed
several throughout dinner.

Dinner was very nice and that went a long way towards putting us both
in a better mood. We got back to the hotel at about 8 and I told Tom
I'd call his room at about 10 to go to one of the strip clubs like I'd
mentioned. I'm not sure whether he believed me, but I was serious.

In the meantime, I called some of the clubs we had seen to get a feel
for cover prices, et cetera. The Venus Mons was one of the places I
called. It turned out they were having an amateur strip contest at
10:30 that night. Perfect I thought... strip club + amateurs = Joe's a
happy guy! =]

I called Tom's room at 9:45 and told him where we were going. "Your
serious?" he asked. "Of course" I said, "hope you have some extra per
diem money to spend."

We got to the club at about 10:15 and it was right about the time that
the DJ was announcing that the amateur strip contest had 8 entrants,
but the club needed some more volunteers to act as judges. "Hell, Tom,
that's a dream job, let's volunteer" I told him.

He seemed hesitant as did most of the guys in the club! I thought out
loud "what the hell is the matter with these people?" I dragged Tom to
the DJ booth and said "We'll both "judge."

"Great" the DJ said and motioned over one of the club employees to get
us situated.

I was REALLY looking forward to this. My crappy day was getting better
and better as it went along. Little did I know exactly how good it was
ABOUT to get. You see the club was giving a $100 cash prize to the
"winner" of the contest, so these girls were all very eager to please
the judges! On top of that, as "compensation" the club gave us some t-
shirt and sunglasses swag and a couple of free drinks to show their
appreciation.

Talk about a dream job.

From the moment the very first girl came on stage, I knew we were in
for some serious fun. There were 5 of us judges, including Tom and I.
Although the other patrons in the club were welcome to come tip these
girls during their performances, the girls were VERY intent on
performing up close and personal with us judges. What was even better
(as far as I was concerned) is except for one girl, all of the rest of
the amateurs were stripping out of street clothes... jeans, skirts,
shirts... just good old "girl next door" type girls. That to me is
extremely sexy.

The first girl was obviously so embarrassed to be doing it too. Her
cheeks were blushing bright red, her movements to remove each item of
clothing were tentative and uncertain. We all were encouraging her
with great vigor and were eventually rewarded with a full strip (the
girls could choose to stop whenever they wanted) which boded well for
the rest of the competition.

Something happened during the performance of the second girl, however
that blew my mind.

[to be continued]

The first girl had set the bar pretty high by getting fully nude. Now
the rest of the contestants would have to do the same or they almost
certainly would be eliminated.

The second girl came out in a turquoise blue button up top and some
jean shorts. She was wearing sneakers and white socks for crying-out-
loud. Talk about the complete opposite of normal stripper attire. But
I LOVED it. It just reinforced that these girls were all definitely
amateurs.

Anyway, it was quite amusing watching her trying to take off those
sneakers and also "dance" at the same time. She was very cute though.
About 5'2" ~110 lbs I'd guess. Shoulder length black hair. She kept
biting her lower lip during her dance. I've sometimes seen strippers
do that as a way to try to look sultry. But for her I think it was
more nervousness.

She came over and started working us judges. Giving us up close and
personal looks as she removed her shorts and top. She had on polka dot
panties white with pink dots, so adorable. She removed those next and
danced for awhile bottomless with her bra (plain white) still on.

I've often wondered about when a girl is willing to go bottomless but
leaves her top on. Is that a sign that she's ashamed of her breasts?
If any gals out there have insight into this, I'd love to know.

But back to the story. Things were going nicely and she squatted down
in front of the judge to my left and took his beer bottle. I thought
she might get kinky, but only did it to take a swig. I thought that
was mighty forward....

They had a conversation that I could only overhear by being so close.
In addition, I'm pretty sure they DID NOT know that I could hear them.

"Hi", she said coyly to him with a forced smile.
"You're doing great", he replied.

"I can't believe I'm actually doing this" she said.
"I know! It's awesome", he said, "Are you having fun?"

"Maybe", she replied, "I'll let you know later"
"I love you for this", he said as she got up and moved on to the rest
of us judges.

Whoooaaaa! I thought. She's his girlfriend. Now for a brief second I
thought "that's not fucking fair to the rest of the girls", given that
he was one of 5 judges. But then my libido took over and I thought
"But that's really HOT." It was apparent that the only reason she was
here doing this was in answer to a request from him. It reminded me of
Barb and the things I had put her through.

I thought all this in the space of a few seconds. In the meantime,
said girlfriend had now approached me head on and was in the process
of removing her bra as well. She squatted in front of me and gave me a
great view of her pussy, pubic hair trimmed landing strip style. Her
bra was unfastened but still covering her tits. She reached down with
one hand and spread her lips apart, giving me a head-on view right up
her.

It was so surreal. The situation itself would have been smoking hot
anyway. But to now KNOW her boyfriend was sitting next to me... and
encouraging her to do this, gave me a raging hard-on! Her bra finally
slipped down, with gravity's help to reveal some very cute B-sized
boobs with really large puffy nips. This girl was definitely a 9+ body
wise. I looked up to her face to see her smiling ear-to-ear,
alternately looking between my eyes and glancing at her boyfriend.

Her pussy was glistening and I wondered if she wanted to rub her clit
for us all. I was going to ask her that, but then thought I'd better
not overstep.

Anyway, her time with me was over way to quick as she moved on to Tom.
He was unaware of course of what I heard and I didn't want to tell him
right there. I enjoyed a second pretty-close view of her exhibiting as
she worked for Tom's approval. This time he got of her hands and knees
and leaned over the stage so that her tits were inches above Tom's
head. I was afraid, for Tom's sake, that he might try to suck on one.
I wasn't sure whether BF would take kindly to that or not.

Finally she finished up her dance and exited the stage. We had several
categories to rate each girl on including sexiness, dance technique
(yeah really, they seriously listed that), and enthusiasm/crowd
interaction. I "sold out" and gave her 10's in each category.

The rest of the girls danced after that, and they were quite nice and
all, but the image of her was seared in my mind and to be honest the
others became quite "forgettable" after that.

After all eight finished we turned in our scorecards. The club tallied
the results and announced the top 3 finalists who would return for one
more song each. Of course this girl was amongst the 3. I supposed that
her BF and I both probably gave her a perfect score.

I decided during the finals I'd just completely objectively. The girls
dance order was chosen at random. One of the other two was set to come
out first. I wondered if they would be getting fully dressed again for
this set or exactly how that would work.

As the first girl returned for her second appearance, I had my answer.

[to be continued]
When the finalists came out for the contest, I discovered that the
strip club had given them all some t-shirts and panties with the club
name on them. The first of the finalists came on stage wearing those
items and with a pair of scissors in hand. She proceeded to cut small
holes in the shirt and panties at strategic spots throughout her
routine, eventually to the point of shredding both articles of
clothing completely. I wondered what the club thought of her mangling
the merchandise they had just given her!

Now normally I would have quite liked that approach as it's fairly
unique and could be really sexy. However, given that we'd just seen
her naked a few minutes earlier, the "tease" aspect of it lost some of
its luster. It would have been much better received (by me at least)
if it was the approach she took during her first dance round. Anyway,
the process pretty much took all of her 2nd round and she didn't even
really work us judges that much, so I ended up rating her pretty low
overall.

2nd up was "the girlfriend" and I couldn't wait to see what she'd have
in store for us. She came out in the same club shirt and panties, but
immediately stripped them off and came right over to us judges! At the
first judge to my far left, she squatted down on all fours facing away
with her butt/pussy presented for his view a few inches in front of
his face. He looked to be blissful and I was jealous!

But then she reached between her legs and started fondling her pussy.
That immediately caused an employee from the club to come rushing over
to the stage. He said something to her that I couldn't hear, but it
was quite clear from both their actions that fondling of the genitals
was not allowed.

The girl put her panties back on, and I was wondering if the incident
had upset her so much that she wasn't in the mood to do it anymore.
But no fear, she has devised a plan... she now stretched the fabric of
the panties tight so that it entered her pussy lips! I guess she
figured if she couldn't touch herself directly, why not use a prop? I
thought it was quite ingenious.

Anyway, she performed like that for awhile and when she came to her BF
this time around she just made a token stop by him and continued to
me. She squatted down facing me... panties still embedded in her
crotch. She leaned backwards and did a little move thrusting her
pelvis towards my face several times. After she finished that move,
she repositioned so that her tits were eyeball level, just inches in
front of my nose.

She was close enough that I decided to talk to her, "Shame they made
you stop playing, I was really enjoying that!"

She looked at me and then leaned to my ear "Yeah me too, I'm really
wet."

I made a pouty frown on my face to show how disappointed I was and she
laughed as she moved on to Tom and the final judge after that.

That whole episode was a lot of fun and even if it had ended there, I
would have been extremely pleased. But it did not. In the closing
seconds of her dance she returned to center stage, made a display for
us of her pulling the panty fabric through her pussy lips and then
removed the panties and showed us all the noticeable wet spot! She
then came over to ME and set the panties on my head, being sure to
position the wet spot over my face and gave them a little rub for good
measure.

I could distinctly feel the wetness and I was so turned on it
literally hurt as my dick was straining in my pants.

Finally she took the panties off my head, laid them in front of me and
said "a little gift to remember me" and walked off stage. Tom was
roaring laughing next to me so much so that he went to take a drink of
his beer and snorted in out his nose!

Oh my God, I had vowed to be impartial, but I thought giving her
straight 10s once again was indeed as objective as I could be!

The 3rd girl really is a blur to me. I know she came out, stripped,
and worked us judges a bit. But other than remembering she had a
tattoo of a rubber ducky near her bikini line, she was pretty much
forgettable to me. I was replaying the previous girls routine in my
mind's eye.

It goes without saying that "the girlfriend" won the contest. She
collected her prize and gave each judge a little hug and peck on the
cheek. Unfortunately, she and BF left the club shortly after that. I
was hoping to talk to them both a bit.

I still wonder if the club knew her BF was a judge and whether or not
they would have even cared. I think she still probably would have won
with those performances, but you can never say for sure.

I kept those panties for several years and had them hanging on a hook
in my closet, a reminder of good times. Then I dated a girl who found
them and asked what the deal was. Stupid me, I told her the whole
story and although she didn't say anything at the time, I came home to
find them missing one day. When I asked her, she said I could have
them back or I could have her... Grrrrrr. It didn't last with her, so
I should have cut my losses and got the damn panties back!

Anyway, on the way back to the hotel I told Tom about the conversation
"the girlfriend" had with BF and he was as excited about it as me. He
admitted to me that he had been hesitant about going out to a strip
club that night, but after our experience he was glad he did. Tom and
I went on to become pretty good friends for the rest of the time I was
with the company.

Since that day I've looked for other opportunities to volunteer as a
judge once again but have never been fortunate to find one. If I lived
in Tampa, I surely would have become a regular for their amateur
nights and they would have a plaque on my judging chair by now because
I would have been the first judge to register every night the contest
was held. =]

Peace. Joe

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