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How I Did A Striptease And Failed

Yet, miraculously it went quite right

MentalDessert
4 min readFeb 17, 2020
My Photo, Burlesque Performer

I knew the motions I needed to do. We had just finished dinner that I made as a pre-Valentine’s day celebration. The next day he would be gone miles away. I wanted to surprise him. I also wanted something to make him get hard thinking about me. To stroke himself while thinking about me undressing myself for his pleasure.

Though, to be honest, he’s that amazing kind of man that his dick gets hard just me being in PJ’s and doing nothing. Sometimes the most sexy can be the mundane. I know I can get wet just having an intense discussion about life, how we live it, and all of the little nuances within it. But, this striptease was the game plan for me. I wanted to show him what I had learned.

Operation strip tease and panty dropper was on my mind. I knew the routine well enough, but what about the music? How do I surprise him?

My instructor had told me the powers of our feminine sensuality. That trips can be bought, proposals can happen, if there is what in mind do you want from them after this has been performed. A fantasy is being fulfilled, so it shouldn’t just be a given freely experience.

Except, I had a dilemma, there isn’t anything I want from my boyfriend. Everything I could want is given to me freely. I feel over the…

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MentalDessert
MentalDessert

Written by MentalDessert

I'm unapologetically me with a hard edged view of life. I love to travel and have crazy amounts of fun spaced between quiet moments.

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