Missy Monroe

On Saturday December 3rd, I had the pleasure of watching the one and only Missy Monroe dance at the New Century Theater in San Francisco. To be honest, it was my first time at the NCT. Unlike the Crazy Horse club (which I’ve patronized in the past), the NCT was much more spacious, with a mini refreshment bar, and featured more than just dancing with their house girls. More on this later…

I entered the club around 8:20 PM, 10 minutes before Missy’s first scheduled dance. The club at the time was scarcely packed, with a few guys and me as the only patrons. And it was there that I saw her: sitting nearby the dancefloor was Missy Monroe, with her new short blonde ‘do, wearing a cute pink skirt and not much else. I chatted with her a bit, asking questions that have probably been asked to her many times before (for instance, male star she would like to work with that she never has: Rocco or Nacho Vidal; female star she would have liked to work with: Janine), as well as her dishing me juicy stuff (rarely uses lube for anal sex, and that Flower Tucci was once her “girlfriend”). Since the club was still scarcely packed around her scheduled dance time at 8:30, Missy ended up dancing one hour later, when there would be a big crowd. Before her dance, she told me was going to do something special. This special something, folks, was a big “squirting” surprise. Squirting?!?! In a strip club? It was there that I realized that the NCT was no ordinary strip joint. This club once featured an extreme all-girl gangbang, a live sex show with past feature dancer/adult legend Sunset Thomas, and even some of the house dancers that I saw that night did some pretty softcore acts on stage (touch each others breasts, feel each other up, etc.). What I was about to witness was a performance unlike any other that will be hard to top.

Finally at 9:30PM, when the club was crowded enough, Missy took stage, wearing that pink skirt and that not much else. She worked the poles a bit, gave the crowd glimpses of the sweetness behind those panties, even doing a little masturbation session in front of yours truly. Some teasings and pleasings and removal of clothes later, Missy pulled out a blue vibrator. At the same time, a drop cloth was placed on the stage. Was this the squirting surprise she told me about? After a few short plays with the vibe, Missy let loose, and unleashed a stream of squirt that had my eyes wider than never before. And for those sitting in the front row, they ended up getting soaked. Yours truly and her clothes included, when Missy came and gushed my way, some of which ended up on my hand (bad Missy!). So how to deal with this mess on my hand? Lick it off, of course! That’s right, I tasted Missy Monroe’s pussy juices. Queen me.

After her dance, I met up with her again. I told her, “look what you’ve done!” and pointed out my squirt-soaked clothes to her. Of course, this was all said jokingly, and I actually thanked her for the squirting. I took my Polaroid pics with her and received an autographed poster. I asked Missy if that was the big squirting surprise she informed me about. She said that it was not, and that the real big surprise was to come at her next show at 11:30, when the place was guaranteed to be packed.

I returned to NCT around 11:20 after a walk around downtown. This time the club was more crowded than before. And with a packed crowd, I was assured that Missy was going to pull off that surprise of hers. She came back on stage some minutes after the scheduled 11:30 dance time, but it was a wait worthwhile. This time she wore a sparkling red ensemble that quickly came off as soon as she got on stage. The crowd was livelier and louder than ever, as Missy awarded some lucky front-row seated patrons an in-your-face boobie jiggle. Though this front-row seated patron did not get one, Missy treated me by putting her legs on my shoulders instead. Fair enough! And how could I not touch those soft thighs of hers? A few moments later, she pulled out the vibe again. The drop cloth was placed on stage again as well. This was it: the big squirting surprise. This time around, Missy let her fingers do the juicing, surprising one guy like crazy when she blasted a decent-sized stream onto him. She eventually came my way and what I’m about to tell you is something I still can’t believe happened. Crouching right in front of me, Missy fingered herself furiously, causing a nice shower that went all over my clothes again, some of it going (I can’t believe I’m telling you all this) on my face. My face, sprayed by the juices of one of this year’s Female Performer of the Year nominees! There’s not enough “oh my God’s!” to describe this experience.

But as if one major surprise wasn’t enough, Missy then allowed a male friend (whom I later knew as her boyfriend) onto the stage. She teased him, played with what could’ve been a major bulge in his pants from seeing his girlfriend’s convulsions, then unzipped his pants and performed fellatio. In front of us all! However, at second glance, the dick turned out to be a (heh) fake worn by Missy’s boyfriend. This fake dick eventually made way inside Missy, as he started pounding her from behind, causing her to release more supersquirts all over the stage. Like I said, not enough “oh my God’s!” to describe all this. I met up with her again afterwards, got to touch her boobies, and once again thanked her for “squirting on me.”

And you're damn right I tipped her well.