Fantasy: I’m a stripper. One night a blue haired girl comes..
🕑 Added 2020-04-15 03:03:19 +0000 UTC
Fantasy: I’m a stripper. One night a blue haired girl comes in to the club, I see her watching me dance on stage. I love her tattoos, piercings, wiry build. I approach her, asking if she wants a private dance, I’m excited when she says yes. We enter one of the private rooms, with just a beaded curtain partition. I do a little number for her, slowly stripping everything off for her. I then slowly climb on her lap, moving my hips back and forth, gently grinding on her thighs. Her hands don’t move from my hips, though I know she desperately wants to explore me further. I don’t see the bodyguard anywhere near, so I tell her she can play with my breasts but to be fast. She looks surprised but excited, says, “..are you sure?” I lean forward on her lap, take one of her hands and place it on my breast, whispering in her ear, “I want it.” She lets out an eager groan, then squeezes my breast hard, takes the other in her other hand and squeezes, buries her face in them, I feel her nails drag down my back. Before I lose my nerve, I lift her chin to my face and kiss her, grazing my tongue just under her top lip, she moans against my mouth. Aware that one of the bodyguards could walk by at any moment, I get up abruptly and just as I am about to walk through the beaded curtain, I look at her confused face and say, “I get off in an hour.” She smiles.
