Last night I had a great experience in Montreal. But let ne first preface this story with my first Montreal strip club experience several years ago.
I went to a semi-famous club on Montreal's famous Rue Sainte Catherine?s. It's called Le Club Downtown. There were loads of girls with implants. It was a dream come true AND it was cheaper than I'm used to in Toronto, where it?s $20/song vs $10/song at this club. This is a conact club, where it?s perfectly kosher to touch the girls as they give you lapdance anywhere except between the legs. I got a few dances with 2 girls at once on one occation. Both hot blondes about mid-20s who both had C to DD cup range breasts. Amazing time. Then I saw a girl, very tall with long dark hair and HUGE breasts. I later learned she had 34GG. Sexy as hell. Unfortunately rather hard (I like my fake boobs squishy).
Last night I returned to that same bar with a buddy who also appreciates fake boobs (though not quite an obsession like myself).
The selection of girls weren't nearly as plentiful and dances are now $15/song. But still some nice eye candy. Then I saw her, Miss 34GG. At first I wasn?t sure it was her, but as soon as I spoke to her I knew it was. Had she gotten bigger? It had been a while perhaps I'd forgotten what 34GG looked like. I asked her flat out how big she is. "Guess" she said. Having remembered what she told me years ago, those being easily the biggest I?d ever encountered in life, I said 34GG. With English her second language she spoke carefully so not to get the facts wrong. "No, when I had my second operation it was 34GG. Now, I have third operation. Today they are 34 double K. They are 'Special K', like the cereal - you know?". After I collected my jaw from the ground I told her that is my favourite cereal... as of now. I should remind you that this conversation is happening while she's grinding her body on mine and my hands are groping her boobs. They are really hard, almost too hard for my liking. But the hardness didn't detract from the novelty and the awesome time I was having. I told her about how I have an obsession with implants and that I prefer fake ones over natural. "Me too" she said with a wink.
I asked her how many CCs she has. She told me 2000cc. "wait a second. Do you mean 2000 here AND 2000 there. 4000 all together?".
"Oui!"
I think she got a kick out of how enthusiastic I was about this topic.
I asked her what size she was originally, which is something my buddy and I were musing about while she was on stage previously. She told me the history: started out as a B cup (that?s it!?!). Then jumped to DD with 775cc's. Next she upgraded to GG with 1150cc's. And now KK with 2000cc.
Well, it was late and I said my goodbyes and thank you's. As we hugged I was flabbergasted by how far away our bodies were as we pressed against each other due to these orbs of awesomeness. Oh yes. It was amazing.
These were easily my biggest real life experience to date.
Just thought I'd share.