Scarlet men tell us their sauciest stories. TJ dreams of a prostitute giving him it for free.
I watched her from across the room. As I took in the small waist, tight round buttocks and long legs I felt my cock give an involuntary spasm and harden. Her ears, throat and fingers glistened with replica diamonds. A long, delicate pink dress clung to her body, the halter neck cut low to reveal ample cleavage. Standing in the shadows I watched as she slid around the pole, ignoring the crowd, listening instead to the music and flicking her thick dark hair. I wished she would take care of my pole in the same fashion. I liked that she was stand-offish.
The DJ broke the spell as the song ended. “Thank you, Venus. Next, we have the lovely Talisha.” A blonde girl with huge fake tits moved to centre stage. Leaving her to it I made my way to the cocktail bar and ordered myself a top shelf scotch. I spotted her from the corner of my eye as she strutted towards me. She tilted her head and put her hand on her hip. “Would you like to have a dance?” I hesitated. Grabbing a handful of my jacket she pulled me in close. “Oh, I think you would. I’ve seen you watching me, and I don’t just mean today.” Taking me by the hand she drew me towards a small room away from the main floor and pressed herself against me. I struggled to speak. I was shy around women, especially beautiful, confident, sexy women. Still holding my hand and not bothering to wait for a reply she showed me into a small, dimly-lit room. The room contained a single bed and a worn table and chair and had a small barred window. I assumed it was meant to be a prison cell.
“H… how much, for a dance?” I stammered, overcome with nerves.
Venus shook her head. “This one’s on me. I think you’re cute, in your glasses, hiding at the back of the club. I’m going to show you what you’ve been missing.” Spreading my legs, she stood in front of me. Slowly she peeled down her dress to expose her large, firm breasts. Taking off my glasses she rubbed her cleavage in my face, teasing my nose first with one hardened pink nipple then the other. Then she slid down until her breasts rested against my crotch. My penis, already hard, seeped a little at her touch. I badly wanted to touch her soft, tanned skin, but I knew the rules: no touching at all, ever. Regaining her feet she straddled me, rubbing herself against my hard dick.
“Mmm,” I moaned with pleasure and frustration.
Venus giggled. “Do you like it when I sit on your cock?” My face reddened. “Oh, poor baby,” she continued, “have I embarrassed you? I’ll make it all better.” She rubbed a hard nipple over my lips, encouraging me to take it in my mouth and tease it with my tongue. Leaning in, she hid my actions with the curtain of her hair. Moving away, she pulled down her tiny shorts to uncover her naked, smooth pussy. I watched in silence as she moved towards me and sat naked on my knee.
“Look, I’m wet.” She rubbed a finger over her pussy and held it up for my appraisal. “Do you want to have a feel?” She opened her legs slightly, an invitation.
I hesitated. “Why are you doing this?” Venus fondled her breasts and tried to look perplexed, then ruined the effect by giving me a cheeky smile.
“I don’t know what you mean.” She met my gaze. “It’s because I like you, and right now I’m horny. So why don’t you help a girl out?” She battered her eyelashes in an imitation of a damsel in distress. With an unsteady hand I touched a finger to her dampened pussy. Feeling her wetness, I grew bold and slipped my middle finger inside her. I had her full attention; she moved slightly, pushing me further inside. Removing my finger from her soft embrace I licked it clean.
“Mmm, you taste good, can I use my tongue?” Understanding, she stood on the bed, a leg on either side of my sitting form. I tickled her slippery clit with my tongue, while my finger penetrated her, using it to pull her hard against my face. With every lick, nibble and movement of my finger she groaned in pleasure and, unable to escape, her legs turned to jelly. Finally I set her free, emerging from between her legs, my face covered in her juice. Grabbing me by the hair she pulled me into a fierce kiss, tasting herself in my mouth.
“I want your cock,” she whispered.
Fumbling with my fly I let my smooth, circumcised dick, hard and sticky with anticipation, free. Quickly she straddled me, taking a condom from beneath the bed and slipping it deftly on, but allowed only the head of my thick penis to penetrate her. Unable to stand it, I pulled her onto my cock and thrust up, driving myself deep inside her. I wanted her to feel every inch of me. She slid her wet, eager pussy up and down my iron rod, grinding her pelvis against me.
Finding my voice finally, I gasped, “Your pussy feels so warm and tight. What does my cock feel like?”
“Good. I’m going to fuck you so… oh God, I’m going to come. Give it to me. I want all of you.”
My mouth covered hers, smothering her cries of ecstasy as we both came in unison, and then a security guard walked through the door and looked at Venus, still locked in a naked embrace.
“Everything OK in here?”
With my penis still pulsating inside her, shining with sweat, heart pounding and sticky with the sap of desire, she smiled. “Yes, no problem, we’re nearly finished.” Venus detangled herself from my shaking body and I zipped up my trousers. I looked at her, then at the floor, my face burning with emotion.
“Thanks.”
Venus stopped me at the door. Leaning in, she pressed her lips to mine, in a soft lingering kiss. “I shouldn’t have to tell you this, but what we just did, never happened.”
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