Strippers Booth PART 4 I Had To Go Back
visit to the strippers booth
STRIPPERS BOOTH PART FOUR...I HAD TO GO BACK
Readers should read Parts,one,two and three to enjoy the continuing story
I crept away from Chloe's house
Down the road quite as a mouse
My body tired but feeling a tingle
Straight to the club where I could mingle
Ten strippers there but not the same
Mesmerized by Chloe could they blame?
Blame me for being a choosey guy
Each time they asked as they passed by
Do you want a private dance?
No thanks I think I'm in a trance
Perhaps... if my favorite doesn't work today
Told them that, keep them at bay
Must keep an eye on the stage
Will Chloe climb up into the cage?
I think lets just buy another drink,
Sit in my chair I can't just think
Of another girl who catches my eye
Who's best in the club that will satisfy?
My urge to stroke my dick and see
Some Lovely tits a soft bum on me
Circling moving right in my lap
My hands must not touch and all that crap
My cock grows as she presses down
On my lap she's going to town
The difference is she's hard as nails
It's better than nothing and if that fails
I'll pay up again when Chloe comes
Enjoy these tits just like two big plums
It's not the same as Chloe's shape
Stretch marks all over covered with tape
Time is up and its time to pay
Got a hard on and she,s nothing to say
Back to the stage and hoping that
A change of shift maybe a different chat
From new girls who just walk around
Slide around polls ceiling to ground
Opening legs and a pussy to see
Is she doing it just for me?
She looks and whispers come in here honey
That's a signal she wants my money
Her fingers pull open her creamy crack
Could definitely get her in the sack
Ten dollars I slide into her thong
Taps my hand you can't stay there long
She has lovely tits and nice long legs
But has a face that looks and begs
No real feeling and I'm not a bank
Into the booth I need to wank
I get up and move towards the door
And would you believe across the floor
Strides Chloe who says where are you going
Into the booth my juices are flowing
Come on Mike lets go in
No hands must touch me there within
Her face her body her warmth her touch
An afternoon I filled her crutch
I sat down laid back on the chair
She moved around, she revealed her pair
Amazing tits I can only gasp
Hand round her back undoes her clasp
Tits in her hands she holds them together
Sits on a chair its dark green leather
Lays back and opens her knees
Her fingers rubbing her clit to tease
Her eyes on me tongue on her lip
Whispers to me pull down your zip
My cock pops out, she stands up straight
Dancing again I cannot wait
She turns around bum in my face
Her hands just pull away the lace
She looks at the camera sits on my lap
My cock slides in her pussy my trap
When I get up close up your zip
Make sure it's closed and then you can tip
Up and down she moves her hips
My cock is caught between her outer lips
I feel I'm coming she whispers be quick
My spunk it shoots I know it's thick
That was nice I said how much can I pay
One hundred will do and I want you to stay
Zip up quick and come to the bar
The boss won't know we went so far
We move to the bar I order a drink
Standing there I begin to think
I see the boss with his TV screen
I wonder if he knows he s just seen
A blinding fuck without him knowing
I smile at him and say I,m going
To the bank I need more money
|
Submitted by:
mickeyfinn1
view profile
|
You have new unread mail messages!
Click here for your Inbox!
