Hello everyone! I’ve been lurking around this site for a couple of weeks now, reading your stories, my friends’ stories, I must admit, you guys ROCK! I’m kind of a shy person and this isn’t normally what I do for fun. However, hearing from Tala and Lex about how good it felt to share their stories with all of you gave me the courage to try it for myself. After all, its kinda coming out that none of us are doing what we normally do anyway. By the way, my name is Raine, and this is my story…..
I’m Filipina-Chinese, and if you ever watched any of the Mano Po series then you have no clue what its like to be me 
Although its true that as a child, I wasn’t allowed to leave our compound except to go to school. I wasn’t allowed to go to just any party for just any friend either. For that matter, I couldn’t go just anywhere with friends, unless I was guarded by a parent or a relative and my parents knew and approved all the places we’d go to. But all that changed when my family migrated to New Zealand. Since I had started college in Ateneo on a full scholarship, my parents allowed me to stay at our condo in Fort. They figured all those years of being strict had made me into a conservative and responsible young lady. Well, one out of two ain’t bad I am responsible enough to pay my bills on time and go on the pill before I have sex hahaha
I am taller than most chinese girls, being 5’6 with a 32A-22-32 body, long black hair, chinita eyes, and pouty red lips. I look like my mom, a former Miss Chinatown, which incidentally was how she met my dad, whose company was one of the sponsors. I can be a klutz sometimes, but never on the dance floor as I’m a classically trained ballerina. Because I had a sheltered childhood and never got used to sunlight, my skin is alabaster white, and honestly, I’ve never had either a pimple or a blemish. Like I said, I’m usually shy, but around Lex, Tala and Georgie, my inhibitions fly out the window. Sometimes, after only 3 shots of Jaeger, they can even get me to dance on top of the bar at Ascend.
I’ll never forget our night of sin. You know how there are chapters in our lives and those chapters have bookmarks? Well, the book of my sex life has many chapters but only 2 bookmarks. The first was when I lost my virginity (to a bastard Xavierian too!) and discovered sex. That night was my second, and it was when I discovered sexuality. What’s the diff you ask? In a nutshell, sex is the ACT of fucking and sexuality is the ART of fucking. I realized I wasn’t happy being passive about sex, wherein boys would court me, I’d feign reluctance, shyly agree, and so on and so forth… I wanted to actively seek out my partners, and have them cream in their pants without me even saying a word. So how did I come across this revelation in a sleazy Pasay gay bar? Well, actually the thing that turned me on was Bruno’s DANCE. From the start, I saw how he controlled the crowd, kept them excited just by his movements. I saw how my friends and I were practically hypnotized by his gyrations. Of course I can’t speak for the other Girls but for me, his body and cocksize weren’t the turn on, it was how he used them on others. Now that kind of power, I wanted…..
Dancing has always come easy to me. I started ballet dancing when I was 5, so my body is pretty flexible when it comes to picking up dance moves. All I needed was a routine, which I easily obtained by purchasing erotic dancing DVD’s by Regine Tolentino and Gwen Garci, plus 5 days to practice, and I was set. The biggest problem was where to perform, since I’m not familiar with any girlie bars, except Air Force One and Classmates which my 3 brothers frequent. It obviously couldn’t be those clubs for the same 3 very BIG reasons Then it dawned on me. Next week was my annual buyers trip to Cebu to order furniture for my store. I knew of one nightclub in the Mandaue area as I passed by it at times and its unique name had stuck to my mind …GOLDFINGER
I landed in Cebu and the supplier’s car picked me up and dropped me off at Shang. I spent the next two days inspecting new products, ordering and coordinating with our shipping agent. On the third day I wore a casual white t-shirt, ratty jeans and sneakers, called the front desk, and had the driver drop me off at Ayala Center. After lunch at UCC, I took a cab to Goldfinger. It was seedier in the daytime I thought, and a security guard lazily pointed the way to the office. I was interviewed by a manager named Lily, who, convinced that I was a provincial lass from Baguio, asked me to strip. Although my nerves were threatening to get the better of me, I managed to take off my clothes except for my underwear and waited for her approval. Her eyes betrayed her glee at such a find, even thought she pretended to grudgingly accept me and offered me 200 pesos a night to be tabled by guests and 300 pesos for every stage performance. I agreed and was ordered to report for duty by 6pm or they’d penalize me 50 pesos. Woohoo! It was really happening! As a cab drove me back to Shang, I could hardly contain my excitement. Tonight, my fantasy would come true…..
Because I wasn’t sure what clothes were available in Cebu, I had brought my costume over from Manila. At 430pm, I took a bath with aromatic oils, shaved my pussy, styled my hair and applied my own makeup. Lily had told me I could have it done at the club, but I figured I could do a better job of it. My costume was basically a translucent zebra print bikini , under a black leather micro-mini with matching bolero jacket, and the piece-de-resistance was a pair of leather Jimmy Choo thigh-high stilletto boots. I looked at myself in the mirror and all I could say was WOW! I mean, really pornstar looking WOW! And since I knew Shang does not appreciate such fine couture, I had borrowed my mom’s trenchcoat and hid everything under it. So, as ready as I’d ever be, I ordered a car to bring me to Ayala Center again…
Goldfinger at night with neon signs blazing was brighter than the day, but no less sleazy. Even at 6pm, quite a few customers were already seated. I almost slapped one when he touched my ass I walked by, good thing I remembered why I was here, so I merely smiled at him and kept going. Music was blasting from the stereos and strobe lights made making my way to the office difficult. Lily was dressed up as well and very excited to see me. She introduced me to some of the other girls as well as the DJ who asked for a copy of my dance music. Then, as she felt she’d explained everything adequately, dragged me out to meet one of the club’s VIPs.
Mr. Ortega was a politician/businessman from Mindanao. He was usually in Cebu for business and at Goldfinger every night. We started talking and he placed his hand on my thigh. He was tall, grey-haired, 56 years old, married with grandchildren, and had a fondness for scotch which he made me chug along with him. After 3 shots I started getting tipsy and warm, and by that time, his hand was further up my leg and probing my skirt. I wanted to stop him but couldn’t make myself do so. Besides the fear of getting fired, the whole experience was actually turning me on. So instead of pushing his hand away, I found myself parting my legs slightly. Not enough so other people could see, but enough for him to notice and get excited. Unfortunately for him, the DJ chose that moment to announce their newest dancer…..me
As my song started playing, I climbed up on stage, showing off my boots that ended about six inches below my mini skirt. I started swaying my hips to the music and caressing my body thru the jacket. I unzipped my jacket and let it drop to the floor, then got down from the stage, walked over to where Mr. Ortega was sitting, and danced in front of him. I stepped over his lap but faced away and slowly bent over and rubbed between my legs. My skirt pulled up so it only covered half of my ass and my panties stretched to barely cover my pussy as I rubbed it thru the thin material.
I kept shaking my ass side to side as I slowly stood up, turned around and bent over him while yanking my top down to show my cleavage. I climbed back up on stage, pulled loose the string of my top and slid the straps down my arms and dropped it to the floor. My breasts were now visible and everyone certainly liked the view, because they started whistling and clapping. The pale globes heaved up and down and my tiny reddish-brown nipples were standing at full attention. With my free hand, I rubbed my left tit and began gently rolling my nipple between my fingers. Then, I slowly pulled my nipple to my mouth and flicked my tongue across it several times and moaned out loud at the feeling. I’m positive everyone had to adjust their pants at that point…..
I chose one of the customers sitting in front and slowly leaned over and put my arms on his shoulders so my tits were just inches from his face. As he sat up, I held his hands and slid them up my ass, rubbing them as I danced for him. I stood up and pressed my tits together in front of him, which encouraged him to get bold and slid his hands up, but I stopped him just below my tits and pushed his hands back down. I straddled his lap while I faced away from him and bounced up and down on his lap. As I did so, my tits bounced up and down in front of his face and he sure didn’t take his eyes off them.
Soon, I stepped back towards the stage to lie down across the middle of it while I spread my legs and rubbed my pussy through the panties. Next, I stood up and pulled my skirt up high my ass, reached up under it and grasped the strings of my panties. As the song wound down, my g-string slid down my long legs. Now I only had the mini to cover my smooth shaved slit. I came down the stage and stepped over to Mr. Ortega again. I ground my hips back and forth right in front of him and slowly pulled my skirt up enough that he could see my pussy. I reached down with my right hand and rubbed my pussy in rhythm with my dancing and with the left hand I massaged my tits and pinched my nipples. I faced away from him and bent over, showing him my slit and ass exposed under my skirt, and running my middle finger over them.
I was in another world. I could hear the crowd cheering, but they seemed so far away. He leaned forward and put his hands on my tits and just rubbed them back and forth. He tried to touch my pussy but I slapped his hands away. I gyrated on his lap a bit more then made my way back on stage. Still swaying, I picked up each of the clothes I had taken off my body one by one, then slowly, but seductively walked towards the curtains. The lights went out and the song ended just as I disappeared. I heard silence for 2 seconds, and then the club erupted into a standing ovation. It was done. I had done it. My fantasy was finally over…
Well, apparently the fantasy was over and but the evening wasn’t. As I was retouching my makeup, Lily came over and whispered to me that Mr. Ortega wanted me to “gimmick”. I asked her what that meant and my eyes widened as she explained the term to me. I flatly refused but she said to think it over because he was offering 10,000 pesos to fuck me! I said I would think about it and she left. Hmmm….should I or shouldn’t I? C’mon, I didn’t need the money, I spend that much in an hour at Adora alone. But the thought that a man would pay money to have me well, I was intrigued to say the least……
“Let me know if you want to read about my answer…..” – Raine ;*