Seduced by a stripper Stories

Sally finally stepped out of her lawyer's office as a divorced, single woman in her twenties, free of her now-ex-husband, Peter, the control freak. She wanted a complete 180-degree turnaround from her conservative religious upbringing, her pathetic husband Peter, and his boring little town. Her plan: Change her hair to short and sassy, Buy some sexy, tighter-fitting clothes, Buy that sexy red convertible, Get an apartment...

All eyes were glued to the stage as the low sound of the sultry opening chords brought the scantily clad girl from behind the curtain. She gripped the pole expertly as she’d done hundreds of times before. As the sugar packet maracas hissed and the vibraslap created a wiggly percussive sound, the diminutive redhead with delicious curves began to move her body seductively. When the talk box, guitars, and bass marimbas cause...

“Don’t cum inside.” I feel her pussy slide, moist and tight, over my waiting cock. Beyond the curtains the music is pounding. Her black hair tickles my cheek as she embraces me, sighing into my ear when I am fully inside her. Her outfit is on the floor, my pants around my ankles. She grinds against me, moaning Russian words with every stroke. Our hips slap together until the crucial moment. I try to pull her off. “No. Go...

It had been three weeks or so since Carole walked out of that pub. Work was a grind, with my brain filled up of questions and no answers, just theories, and work was just a grind anyway. But I did have a return visit by Inge to look forward to, even though she was travelling with her mother. Just getting to go home and my phone rang. "Hello?" "Vee? It's Hazel, remember?" "Of course I do, gorgeous! How are you?" "Just been...