Amatuer Strip Night

"God, I love your ass!" he shouted at her, drunkenly slurring his words. Sasha obliged him by turning around, grabbing his face and rubbing his face on it. She released him, and he hooted his pleasure. Sasha, swept up in the moment forgot about the five dollar tip the man had, and started to walk away. At the same time, the man was reaching up and trying to put the five dollar bill in Sasha's g-string. Between Sasha already moving and the man's drunken lack of coordination, and accident happened, and the man soon found himself tugging Sasha's panties down around her knees. Sasha looked down, and saw her penis flop down from between her legs and be clearly visible for the whole crowd to see.

There was a moment of stunned silence, and Sasha remained frozen. Then, she heard noise from the crowd. Gasps, hoots, laughter. It sounded like the noises the crowd makes on "Jerry Springer" or "Montel" when they do a big reveal of a secret. Sasha, red faced, pulled up her thong, but without the time to re-adjust, the front of the thong had a bulge in it from her exposed cock. She looked around unsure, finally catching the manager's eye. He shugged, and made a sign for her to continue the dance. Sasha danced for another minute, acutely aware of her penis being visible through the fabric of her thong. Hoots and laughter continued, and Sasha was mortified.

Finally, she could take no more and ran off the stage, the song still only three-quarters done and ran into the change room. She sat down, more embarrassed than she had ever been, and started to cry.

The other girls filtered in to the dressing room to collect their things, and gave Sasha the coldest looks she had ever seen. Sasha's spirits sunk even lower. She got quickly dressed in a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt, and started to head for the exit. Walking out of the dressing room, she ran into the manager.

"Whoa, where you running off to? I haven't given you your first place prize yet," he said. "Come down to my office."