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Men's Erotica: Satisfaction From A Stripper
Men's Erotica: Satisfaction From A Stripper
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Satisfaction From A Stripper is a Men's Erotica short story - M/F. This erotica short story contains explicit content, erotic situations, graphic language and is suitable for readers 18 and over.
A group of friends plan a hot weekend visiting strip clubs. They prepare themselves for a good time of drinking and partying. On the way there, one of them notices a woman whilst driving to a strip club. She is a hot slender blonde who also seems to have noticed him. After some of the on the road flirting they arrive at their hotel to prepare for the night out... They are having a great time watching and participating with the dancers when he sees the blonde, who is hard at work dancing. She’s even more interested in seeing him as she was on the road. She meets him after her job she invites him back to her place for something to eat maybe it wasn’t food he was going to be served. His cock pulses in his pants and he craves to satisfy her every need back at her place.
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We were in for a night we wouldn’t forget. Cranking the music up, we chucked on some rap/hip hop and started dancing like total dicks. Two girls came ahead in the lane next to us; we yelled out “show us your tits.” No chick ever did that when we said it. The blonde girl with the pretty eyes rolled her window down completely and pulled her top up, revealing a gorgeous, huge, perked-up rack; mind you, she wasn’t wearing a bra. I thought wow oh my god this never happens. I think we all got an erection from that. The two girls laughed and we sat there commenting on which looked better. Both my friends wanted the brunette, I wanted the blonde. There was something about her. No, I’m not the type to fall in love with any chick that notices me, but I liked her in some way.
The girls sped on ahead, and in our little bomb of a car that really wouldn’t go over 80mph, we couldn’t keep up. After switching lanes, overtaking, and waving to other people we lost them. I kind of felt a little disappointed.
We got a few blocks ahead, and looking out our left window trying to get pedestrians’ attention, I heard a car beeping. I thought John must be sitting at a red light, but instead next to us were the blonde and brunette. The blonde looked at me and smiled; there was something in that smile, meaning I just didn’t understand.
A group of friends plan a hot weekend visiting strip clubs. They prepare themselves for a good time of drinking and partying. On the way there, one of them notices a woman whilst driving to a strip club. She is a hot slender blonde who also seems to have noticed him. After some of the on the road flirting they arrive at their hotel to prepare for the night out... They are having a great time watching and participating with the dancers when he sees the blonde, who is hard at work dancing. She’s even more interested in seeing him as she was on the road. She meets him after her job she invites him back to her place for something to eat maybe it wasn’t food he was going to be served. His cock pulses in his pants and he craves to satisfy her every need back at her place.
Excerpt:
We were in for a night we wouldn’t forget. Cranking the music up, we chucked on some rap/hip hop and started dancing like total dicks. Two girls came ahead in the lane next to us; we yelled out “show us your tits.” No chick ever did that when we said it. The blonde girl with the pretty eyes rolled her window down completely and pulled her top up, revealing a gorgeous, huge, perked-up rack; mind you, she wasn’t wearing a bra. I thought wow oh my god this never happens. I think we all got an erection from that. The two girls laughed and we sat there commenting on which looked better. Both my friends wanted the brunette, I wanted the blonde. There was something about her. No, I’m not the type to fall in love with any chick that notices me, but I liked her in some way.
The girls sped on ahead, and in our little bomb of a car that really wouldn’t go over 80mph, we couldn’t keep up. After switching lanes, overtaking, and waving to other people we lost them. I kind of felt a little disappointed.
We got a few blocks ahead, and looking out our left window trying to get pedestrians’ attention, I heard a car beeping. I thought John must be sitting at a red light, but instead next to us were the blonde and brunette. The blonde looked at me and smiled; there was something in that smile, meaning I just didn’t understand.
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