When a tranny phone sex slut walks into a strip club, heads turn and dicks get hard. But guess what? None of those men know my secret. There is a strip club around the corner from where I live. It is actually a high end gentleman’s club. Everyone who works there knows me. They don’t know my secret, however. They just think I visit the club when in the mood for some drinks and free food, because as soon as I walk in, the horny patrons are fighting over who gets to be my company for the night. Last night was amateur night. The prize was $1000. When it was announced, everyone, including the dancers, were chanting my name. The other women competing for the title of Ms. Amateur looked like trailer park whores. Rode hard, put away wet and strung out. Even with a 10 inch dick, I had this contest in the bag. I did a few shots to relax, because when everyone saw my sexy tranny cock, there was no way of knowing how things might go. I worked that pole better than most of the featured dancers. All eyes were on me up on the stage. Money was flooding the stage. All the attention was making my dick hard. I could have just gone topless, I guess, but where is the fun in that? When I ripped my panties off, you could have heard a pin drop. No one saw my shemale surprise coming. When I sat on the edge of the stage stroking my cock, more money was tossed on stage. The audience may have been shocked at first, but they were not turned off. In fact guys watching me, including the club owner, pulled out their dicks and stroked with me. I won that contest; got an offer to be a regular featured dancer and walked away with a shit load of phone numbers and a few thousand dollar bills.
All Credit Cards Accepted
[ 
