SC: Stripping and Being a Nympho

Stripping and Sex Chronicles - I will occasionally write on these subjects that do not really have anything directly with being a hotwife sex object/toy. I do this for two reasons, they are topics of interest on my part and people are always asking me questions in particular about my past as a stripper. Although the industry likes to emphasize the occupation as a dancer, for ease of communication I always just go with stripper.

I am open about my life. People who have my past tend to be either too much information or too little. I tend to be the too much information type and part of not having any family by blood and my volunteer work with children that were like me I tend to like to shake people a little who are more numbed by how most talk about things. So in this case I am not ashamed of my past as a stripper or do I hide my battles with my compulsions I have to deal with which one is sexual.

The common question I get when people know these two particular things about me is did I go into stripping because of my sex addiction and did stripping hurt as in part of a downward spiral with my sex addiction.

Well the answer is not one part of me became a stripper because of my sex compulsion. As it turned out it actually helped, not that I would recommend it for others. First I started to learn, deal and control my compulsion almost two years before I started stripping and had my downward spiral and hitting bottom already. I was worried about how it would affect me but other factors made me not hesitate going into the profession.

What I found out was the energy given out and the sexual nature of the job help dissipate my sexual drive. I worked full time for six years which was pretty much 4-5 shifts a week. A shift of dancing, dealing with men and just the whole atmosphere allowed me not so much to exchange it with sex but allowed my sexual cravings to not add up which compulsion is a huge thing as the desperation to get the itch scratches builds and builds and stupid and dangerous behavior follows.

Now do not get me wrong there is a difference between being horny and enjoying sex and the irrational craving and coping self medication of someone feeding a compulsion. I was not remotely celibate during my years dancing but it was helpful in dealing with the craving aspect.

I want to write more in depth later about why do women and in particular I go into a profession like stripping later but the ultra quick answer to why for me was to provide a roof over my head and food in my stomach.

Feel me up!

I have always loved getting my tits fondled. I mean from my blog title and the nature of this blog stating I am easy is quite redundant. Pretty much someone gets to second base with me I am pretty much helpless to resist anything further if I theoretically wanted to. It really does not have to do with physical sensation as my experiences with being with other women and talking about it in general I place my sensitivity of my breast as only average. 

There is just something about not only getting felt up but visually as well. When I see other women getting felt up it arouses me instantaneously. The sexiest thing though by far is when a person fondles me by getting their hand underneath my shirt whether from the top of an open blouse or coming up underneath. I just think when I am getting felt up it is a signal to my brain that I am now being thought of as a sex object by the other person and my brain can check out of all the other things I am and focus in on my favorite thing.

One time Rebound stayed over on a Saturday night and I entertained him to about one in the morning in the slut (guest) room and stumble back to Rock in the Master bedroom. Well Rock was not going to just let me go to sleep so I did not end up actually falling to sleep until around 2:30. I heard Rebound up too early the next morning, I am so not a morning person, so I dragged myself out of bed because I wanted to make him breakfast before he left. Rebound was in the mood for a morning fuck and I was not responding as we played the game of talk, making breakfast and him trying to get me to do something sexual. Rock walks into the kitchen and sees what is going on and my apparent lack of sexual interest and tells Rebound to start playing with my tits. Well in about two minutes from not really interested to on my knees blowing him with enthusiasm all from just my tits getting played with.

The state I stripped in had some of the most, if not the most relaxed rules in what can be done. Pretty much for $20 a dance touch anything that was not covered which the only thing being covered was what a G-string covers. So this meant the men got to feel you up as long as they paid the money. The state right next/short drive from us was a no contact state in its rules. Well between the dancers that worked their way through the clubs and ventured in from that state many had a very difficult time letting the men touch them let alone grope them. So along with the other dancers who preferred minimal tit groping and men coming from the non contact club experience I would often have to when giving the men a dance not only place their hands on my tits, common procedure in the club, but often if I took my hands off their hands their common reaction was to stop feeling them often. I would get so disappointed and we would repeat this step until it sunk into their heads it was ok with me to feel them up as long as they paid. It definitely helped me be a popular dancer!