The shiny pole glittered against the darkness as sporadic flashes bathed the scene in a plethora of colors. Lithe figures were wrapped around the silver poles like dancing snakes, the music thumping quickly.
Swaying hips hypnotized men, the flesh of the dancers hardening their drooling cocks with lazy expertise. Slender legs split along the floor as the youngest dancer let her thinly covered pussy to bounce on the black, glittering floor of the stage. Her breasts bounced happily as her wide hips grinded into the floor, causing her watchers to whistle. Low catcalls were hand-in-hand with the single dollar bills being thrown to her.
In front of the buxom stripper sat a man no older than the dancer herself, his tight jeans bulging at the crotch. Sweat spotted his neck as his cock throbbed against the denim of his jeans impatiently. The jiggle of her ass cheeks, the control of her strength, and the provocative swing of her hips were turning the limp limb of flesh into a rod of velvet covered steel. His buddies sat beside him, ogling at the beauty in front of them as they threw cash in the air for her. Seeing that the two young men were so willing to pay, the dancer crawled over to them.
“Hey boys,” she drawled to them coquettishly, her weight balancing on her knees as her hips rolled. Her traveling hand outlined her hourglass figure and curved around the inner flesh of her thigh. A fancy script scored the letter ‘A’ on the dancer’s pelvis.
One of the friends laughed and playfully shoved the man clad in jeans. “Look Aaron! She’s already branded for you!”
Aaron laughed and smiled at the dancer. “When are you getting off gorgeous?” The stripper leaned towards Aaron and licked his jaw.
“I get off after this dance sexy,” her smooth voice whispered in his ear. Years of smoke smoothed her voice into an attractive rasp as the ocean’s current smooths a stone; her voice dripping like honey from her tongue while one of her hands teased his straining bulge. With a wink, the dancer crawled away and finished her routine. Aaron was already thinking of how good her hand felt teasing his hard cock and how he wished he could pull her from the stage to his lap. He regretted not pulling her off stage and fucking her brains out right then and there.
His friend, Sam, nudged him. “Are we sharing this one?” he asked, imagining Aaron’s cock growing. Aaron just shrugged, not sure if she would be up for the both of them.
“Ready to go?” the dancer asked from behind them. The men turned to see her dressed in faded, tight-fitting jeans and a colorful tank-top. She wore a thin pair of black stilettos on her small feet as her hips jutted to one side. Aaron raked his eyes up and down the length of her fit body, seeing how her tan skin took the dim shadows of the room, memorizing how her blond hair cascaded around her breasts and back.
The dancer laughed, “Well, since you asked so nicely, my name is Anna.” Aaron got the glimpse of a sparkle in her blue eyes as she laughed and got up, saying that he was ready to go.
Aaron patted Sam on the shoulder. “Call my cell in a while man,” he told his friend before walking away. Sam was busy watching a new stripper by the time Aaron and Anna left the building.
The couple arrived at the hotel and chatted a bit, talking about where they went to school, how old they were, how they hated internet pop-ups. The room was spacious enough to hold two queens and a television set, the balcony faced the setting sun that bathed the room in a warm glow through the white shades as the couple flirted. As Anna spoke, the 19-year-old randomly licked her lips between her words and shrugged out of the short-sleeved jacket that had brought with her.
Aaron went in the suitcase and poured them each a glass of vodka before joining her on the bed. He traced the outline of her slim legs as they crossed each other and turned into the flesh of her flat stomach, the swell of her chest stretching the think material of her shirt. He felt his throat and his cock grow thick as he thought of what her breasts would feel like in his mouth, around his cock, in his hands.
Anna giggled as she watched his eyes stare at her body. “You’d think that people wouldn’t be thinking of seeing me naked after they’ve seen me dance around a pole,” she scoffed as she downed her vodka in one draw. “Oh well; that’s Vegas for you.”
She sighed and set the glass down on the night stand and went to unbutton her jeans. “What exactly are you interested in?” she asked of him without looking at him, her back hunched over as she focused on undoing her pants.
“Well….” Aaron started shyly, his hands fumbling with each other around the glass. “I like a few, er, odd things—I guess that could be a good way of explaining it.”
The stripper stopped pushing down her pants and really looked at Aaron for the first time. Her mind flashed back to the strip club and she felt a light bulb switch on in her head. “Your friend at the club—who is he to you?”
Aaron blushed. “Just a friend,” he whispered. Anna knew better, though; she had seen enough men go through the club to know when there was more than friendship between men.
“I don’t believe you,” she said softly, sitting next to him and laying her hand on his knee. “You fuc—er—make love with him don’t you? I don’t care if you do; I won’t judge you because of it.” She leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear, “In fact, it turns me on thinking about the two of your bodies rubbing against each other.”
Her tongue licked the outer shell of his ear before she nibbled on his earlobe; Aaron’s eyes fluttered closed as he felt Anna’s warm hand rub his growing cock through his pants. Anna’s skilled hand unzipped his fly and slipped it inside.
He gasped as he felt his hard dick get wrapped in her warm palm. Another tug of her hand on his long shaft and Aaron felt his hand go up to her thigh; his hands slipped up her shirt with each stroke of his pole until his hand found the pebble of her hard nipple.
Aaron’s fingers gently pinched the nerve buds, twisting them and flicking them as she moaned in his ear. Their moans got louder as their movements became more frantic. Aaron’s cock was now its full 8 inches and poking out of the hole of his boxers and pants. Pre-cum was gleaming in a full bead at the tip of his cock as Anna’s hand glided up and down in quick bursts.
“Oh fuck,” Aaron moaned gently, his fingers working harder on her nipples. Anna tore away from his grip and pushed him on his back. She pulled his pants and boxers off and pulled all her clothes from her body. Her hands held down his hips as she bent over and took his hard pole in her mouth.
Her tongue swirled around his tip and teased the cuff beneath his purple helmet. Her muscle went over the grooves of his veins and slathered his shaft with her saliva. Aaron’s hands went to stroke through her hair as his cum started to coat the back of her throat. She moaned on his cock, knowing that he’d like the feel of the vibrations, and let her nails drag down the front of his thighs until she reached his knees. She pushed his knees up and moved her mouth down to his scrotum.
One of Aaron’s balls was sucked into Anna’s mouth and his legs jerked up higher. He instinctively grabbed his knees and his legs open for her as she busied herself with his privates.
One hand was fisted around his cock as she mouthed on his balls, her other hand gently working on the tight rosebud of his asshole. She could feel his whole body quake as she teased his hole, some of her spit slipping, dripping like melted ice cream, to lube her teasing finger.
The first knuckle of her digit popped into the ring of his ass and Aaron instantly began to ride the finger, fucking Anna’s hand harder. His ball slipped from her mouth and she went back to swirling her tongue around his cock. More spit seeped down the shaft as all of her fingers were buried deep in his ass, pumping into his bowels.
“Ooh Anna, yes; fuck yeah baby. Mmm,” Aaron continued to moan as he felt the fingers stretch his ass and her mouth worked his dick. “That’s it baby, finger my ass.”
Anna smirked around his cock and let her tongue writhe and slide along the bottom of his shaft, her fist penetrating his ass powerfully. Cum was now seeping from his tip, washing down her throat as if it were water. Her tongue flicked back and forth over his slit as she felt his cock was thick with a load that was waiting to be released.
He pulled her mouth away from his cock and looked her through lust-ridden eyes. “Strap-on, luggage, closet,” he panted as sweat spotted his brow. Anna felt her pussy tighten as she heard him mention the toy and she let her fist withdraw from the grip of his ass. She threw open the closet and found a suitcase open on the stand. Her hands dug through the few clothes that were crammed into the luggage and found the black straps of the toy, the rubber cock a shiny black color.
Aaron watched as she put the contraption around her waist, his hand absentmindedly stroking his cock and teasing his asshole. Anna let her hand work on the pole to warm it up a little before she walked back over to him. “Suck it,” she ordered him, his mouth a few inches from the tip of the plastic cock.
Eagerly complying, Aaron attacked the cock with gusto. He sucked at the long plastic cock, getting almost every inch down his tight throat. It was only another few moments before Aaron was deepthroating the strap-on.
Spit was gathering in the corners of his mouth as Anna held his head protectively, caressing his scalp tenderly as he choked and gagged on the thick toy. She let him fixate on the cock for quite some time before she pulled the cock from his mouth.
“Ah-ah-ah,” she chastised playfully before pecking his lips. “I just wanted you to get it wet enough for your tight ass,” she whispered as she kissed up and down his neck passionately. “Lift your legs for me baby.”
Aaron obeyed and went to spread his cheeks for her. She lined the toy up to his hole and slowly pressed inside him. While she slipped completely inside him, Aaron continued to work his cock with a fast fist, his knuckles white from the frantic want to release.
Her hips pushed forward and pulled the toy out of his bowels as he jerked his dick spastically, unable to control the amazing sensations. Anna rested her palms on the messy bed cover and pounded his ass with ease, going as deep as the length of the toy allowed her.
Their eyes met as her hips worked his ass with fervor, her blue eyes and his dark brown ones filled with pleasure and lust as Aaron’s rectum stretched for her. He lay there panting as he felt the throb of his dick heighten to new levels. The intensity between them was broken when Anna leaned down and drew one of his nipples in her mouth hungrily, sucking the nub in her mouth and letting her tongue circle the edges of his areola.
Aaron’s body went into overdrive as the tips of her teeth grazed his skin and bursts of cum shot out from the tip of his cock. His shaft emptied out the built up load from his balls as the dull ache was remedied of his release. His cum splashed against Anna’s belly and under the swell of her large tits as she continued to pummel his slippery hole.
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