I could not help but keep gazing in awe at the beauty in front of me. As I watched a new stripper named Ellie Leen perform at the local strip club I became captivated with her. Everything about her shows was the way a sexy stripper show should be, and it was obvious that moving in such a way came natural to her.
As she slowly slid down to the floor on those long legs of hers and finished the performance with magnificent movements, her gorgeous body mesmerized the men. Every guy in the room saw themselves somewhere inside her as her firm tits swayed and she descended from the strippers post once again.
I have fantasized about how it might feel to have her on top of me regularly. She had become my mysterious fixation, a craving that desperately needed to be satisfied. I went to all of her performances so I could fantasize about what it would be like to drive myself into her, make her yell my name as I smash my rock-hard cock into her tight pussy.
Ellie Leen kept her gaze fixed on mine the entire time, as if she understood how she should treat me. Alternatively, maybe it was just my creative mind.
I would have her regardless of the cost. I finally moved toward her to express my longing for her, but that bitch had the audacity to chuckle at me, commenting on my brutish Italian appearance!
The men around me burst out laughing. She embarrassed me, but when it came down to it, I knew she was wet for me. I did not just imagine it when she was looking at me and licking her plump lips. After that, I did everything I could to prevent her from performing again. I have connections all over the place, and I heard that she had screwed with some untrustworthy fucking men.
I would make sure she was under a huge amount of pressure, which would bring her to my door. Finally, that day came, and I rested my somewhat large hands on the armrest of my seat, concentrating on her appearance as she finally sat in my office and asked for my assistance.
“Do you realize the magnitude of your obligation, Ellie?” I ask, my eyes fixed on hers.
Ellie Leen gestured with a distressed and guilty expression that naturally made me wonder what I had been thinking by bringing her here in the first place.
“Ten thousand dollars. HOW WILL YOU REWARD ME IF I CHOOSE TO ASSIST YOU WITH THIS EMERGENCY?” I say this rather harshly.
She flinched at my question and briefly considered it.
“I’m not sure how I repay help you, but I’m willing to do anything.”
“I don’t have anyone else to turn to, but I was hoping you’d let me perform at your club. Furthermore, you could keep all of my earnings until my obligation is satisfied.” She says it with a voice so sweet it is practically dripping with honey.
I laughed and threw my head back. As I shook my head at her, I returned my gaze to her delightful heart-shaped face and those perplexing golden eyes.
“Your dancing wouldn’t make enough money to pay me back in ten years,” I sneered at her. When I saw tears welling up in her eyes, I quickly reconsidered.
In rage, I could see her hands clench.
“My exhibitions kept Ellie Leen and I calm for a long time!” she yelled at me. Mike was her ex-boyfriend.
I stood up, forcing her body back into her chair, and walked over to my liquor cabinet so that I could pour us a drink. I handed her a stiff shot of whiskey and continued the conversation.
She looks at it, hesitant to take anything I offered her.
I set the glass down and returned to my seat.
“Not at all. “You dance well, but you’re not the best or hottest sexy stripper in Atlanta,” I admit, doubting my own deception. “You handle the pole like a tough gal, causing every man in the room to fantasize that it’s theirs.” There is more to stripping than just the pole.
“So that is what’s truly going on with this!” she said with outrage!
Individuals do not pay for dreams unless they come true. “You drew swarms of people who paid very little to see you, which I know because I’ve been in this business for nearly 40 years,” I tell her.
I could not exactly examine the demeanor from every angle. She appeared to be either miserable or enraged. She opens her mouth to speak, but I cut her off before she could finish.
“Try not to fight with me, my little sexy stripper gal.” If you hadn’t forgotten about me when I moved toward you some time ago, you would have gotten more cash-flow than you ever thought possible.” I raised my cup and lowered my eyes toward her.
I returned her look with a virus-like expression. “Well?” Ignoring her question. We sat in silence for some time.
“What else would you accept from me if you don’t accept my dancing as payment. This is something I want “She begged pleadingly with those lovely eyes of hers.
“You know exactly what I require. Let us stop fooling around and start talking about all things being equal “In a serious tone, I say.
I quickly realized she had considered this before I even mentioned it, based on her unsurprised expression. This had satisfied me to the fullest.
“Can you explain your terms?” She inquired; her gaze fixed on me.
“90 days and you can do whatever I want,” I say lustfully. That is $6,9999 per month to stretch your legs and do whatever I ask. Even the loveliest sexy stripper won’t get you very far in this town,” I laugh.
My remark made her jump, despite the fact that my proposal was quite liberal. I lowered my next glass and slammed it onto the table, taking her leap in the seat.
I can almost see the wheels turning in her head, trying to find another way out of this. “This is unarguable. You can take it or leave it. “The entrance is in that general vicinity of a sexy stripper,” I say, pointing behind her.
“What exactly does “anything” you desire mean?” she says, casting a suspicious look at me.
I cannot help but grin; she is not entirely stupid to be a sexy stripper. I squint and meander over her lovely unimposing body. “That’s exactly what I said. You will give me whatever I want. I’m not sure that your ex-man Mike knew how to satisfy you.”
Her shoulders hung, as she looked at me again, crushed. “All right, we have an agreement,” she finally admits.
“Great young lady,” I murmured to her as I hung past the edge of my work area, taking her full glass and placing it near mine. “Come here, we should take care of business with a kiss,” I told her as I moved forward toward her.
Ellie Leen Showed Me What A Sexy Stripper She Is
My stomach began to undulate as she hesitantly rose from her seat. She was a sexy stripper, with a dainty hourglass figure and perfectly proportioned energetic tits.
I could comfortably cup them in my enormous hands. She walked over to me slowly, staying between my separated legs. I grabbed her midsection and pulled her down.
My cock jerked with need as I felt the intensity of her skin under my hand. She leaned forward, pressing her chest against mine. I wanted to be rough with her.
Ellie Leen looked at my face, then at me at that point. As she sat on top of me, inclining in for a kiss, I could feel the pool of passion between her thighs.
I nearly groaned with desire for her when her lips finally met mine. I will never just let it go, but my sexual coexistence was almost non-existent. I was constantly working, so it was impossible for me to appreciate sex.
When she pulled away, I nearly snatched her head to pull her back in, but she jumped off and onto her knees. She licked her lips slowly and enticingly as she ran her hands up my stomach to my chest.
She leaned in and nipped at my lip before sucking on it, her finger circling my erect nipples while her tongue prodded mine. I could not hold back the groan that had escaped me this time.
“You like that?” she mused.
I realized she could sense my cock began to harden. As I followed kisses all the way down to her neck, I wrapped her hair into my fist, breaking the occasion. I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears.
“Yessss,” I moaned.
I slid my hand under her dress and caressed her body all the way down to her thigh and back up.
“No bra,” I say, endorsing her with a growl.
She arrived prepared, which increased my cocks desire for her significantly.
“From now on, you’ll come to me without a bra or underwear because I need free access all the time,” I whisper into her ear.
“Indeed” she says quietly. That nearly made me explode. I can hardly wait to put what I have been fantasizing about for a long time to the test!
“Strip for me and take as much time as you need to make it great,” I sneered at her.
Ellie Leen stood up, took a few steps back, and licked her lips gradually, her gaze never leaving mine. The possibility of putting on this dance in front of me clearly energized her, as it was evident in her eyes. She was an all-around entertainer, a sexy stripper.
She gave me a sassy grin as she influenced the music I was listening to. She danced for me while rubbing her hands all over her body. She shifted her weight, loosened the bunch of her dress, and delivered it.
“Great young lady, a show just for me,” I stated.
She looked back with sparkling eyes brimming with filthy promises. The dress came to a halt just beneath her back, prodding me with a look of her round ass. I looked at her naked back and the delicate bend of her spine, my heart racing as my cock expanded inside my jeans.
Ellie Leen turned around and confronted me, one hand holding her free dress over her boobs. I could not believe this was real. She let her reddish hair fall down her back with her free hand and she was truly one sexy stripper.
She had amazing hair. I was curious how she would feel against my naked body as she rode my dick like a cowgirl.
She danced around, clutching the dress so it did not reveal her bare body at this time. Her dress had a cut in the center, and she separated her legs, giving me a brief glimpse of her bare pussy each time she moved. I licked my lips, wanting to run my tongue all over her lovely body, and I would very soon.
As I rearranged my restricted cock, I shifted in my seat. She spun around, arms raised above her head, letting the dress fall. I sighed at her flaunted brilliance. Her erect nipples protruded, begging to be sucked on.
Ellie Leen came to a halt and looked me in the eyes. This was being done by that little sexy stripper. She measured both of her boobs while prodding her nipples between her fingers and squeezing them broadly.
One hand was playing with a nipple while the other was following her down her stomach to her pussy. My cock throbbed with need as I watched her.
“Kneel down and creep to me,” I said, my voice rough and uncontrollable.
She did not compete with me, but rather dropped down on the ground and gradually, enticingly crept up to me like a cat with such ease. I had suspected she was a complainer, and I was relieved to discover I had been correct.
Ellie Leen Gave Me A Blowjob And Let Me Fuck Her
I spread my legs open, as she got closer. It took all of my willpower to keep my desire for her touch hidden. My cock snapped in anticipation as she placed her soft hands on my thighs.
I watched her delicate little hands free my massive dick from my jeans. She wheezed when she saw it. I realized I was well assembled down there. What my face lacked; my body compensated for late in the game. Her skin was a flushed maroon color, and her eyes were clouded with excitement.
She stroked me all over with her hands folded over my masculinity. The intensity within me felt like magma, ready to explode. When her pink tongue licked the pre cum from the head of my dick, my entire body tensed.
I dug my fingers into the seat, nearly tearing it. She worked her way down to my balls then, at that point, and then sucked all of me into her mouth. Such countless evenings I had longed for her sucking on me and here we were.
This was by far my most beautiful dream. I could not keep a sigh of relief from coming out of my mouth. Her head weaved over me, taking more and more of me with each pass.
As she sat on me, I could not help but want to shove my cock into her mouth. She cried out in ecstasy as she lavishly sucked on me, her teeth delicately touching my shaft with each upstroke. As the fire inside me burst, I gave up trying to hold back my groans. “Fuckkk yesss”
Her soft delicate hair coursed through my fingers as I controlled her head, pressing deeper into her mouth. As my cum shot into her mouth, my vision blurred, and I let out a joyful yell. She gulped everything and continued sucking voraciously, ensuring she won every single drop like a proper sexy stripper.
“Great sexy stripper you are,” I said as I leaned back in my seat, experiencing one of the most incredible orgasms of my life.
She was stooping between my legs, staring up at me with her poor eyes.
“Take care of this cock and enjoy yourself”!
As she crept onto my cock, she quickly obeyed. Her hard areolas made my mouth water.
She rolled onto her back, turned to meet my gaze, sucked her finger into her mouth, and then followed it down to her pussy. One hand on her bosom, the other scouring frantically between her legs.
She let out cute little groans while not looking away. Her skin begged to be stroked and tasted. Her progress was captivating as she added another finger inside herself and let out another flavorful groan.
I sigh and fold myself back into my jeans. I was fighting the urge to swat her with my cock, and she noticed my surprise.
“Don’t stop!” I exclaimed!
I stood up and squeezed her delicate nipples between my fingers as I measured my hand over her boobs. She groaningly curved her back. I twisted and sucked on her in general. Her groan landed on my crotch, causing my dick to jerk once more.
When my gaze met hers, she let out a low sob. I snatched her fingered hand and licked all her sweet juices away. Her juice was dripping onto my table as I opened her legs wide. As I hid my face between her legs, I grinned with approval.
“Damn!” she exclaimed with delight.
As she agonizedly fisted my graying hair, her hands traveled to it. She lifted her pussy deeper into my mouth by opening her legs significantly wider. I licked and sucked on her engorged clitoral region. Her sobs became more strident.
Ellie Leen was delicious. My cock was pulsating and congregating with my tongue. She was so close that her legs shuddered. In a similar cycle, I slipped three fingers within her while sucking her clit.
Similarly, as she was about to peak, I drew my fingers out and licked them slowly. I did not need her cumming on my fingers because my dick would finish her off this time.
I was wet with excitement as I looked at her opening.
“I’m going to wreck your pussy, Ellie.”
Her gaze was drawn to my hands as I freed my cock from my pants once more. I stroked her several times, as she drew a shivering breath.
I set the tip of my dick at her opening, covering it with her smooth juices before pushing inside her, further separating her legs. She felt perfectly warm this close. Her folds crushed and kneaded me from every angle.
As I crawled forward, shaking in and out, I struggled with my understanding. I scoured her clit after following her stomach to her pussy. I slid deeper into her until my balls were somewhere inside her.
Ellie Leen was finally mine. I did not even give her a chance to change before slamming into her. With each stroke, hot red-hot curls were sent to my balls. For a more profound point, I lifted both of her legs over my shoulders.
My hands wandered, first dependent on her bosoms, then dependent on her shoulders. I grabbed her by the shoulders and smashed into her with all my might. She exclaimed with delight. “Screw my tight pussy.” I yanked her up and pressed my lips against hers, gaining control of her tongue.
“Yess, yess, yess, not too far off, don’t stop please,” she shouted
Her warm reaction and attractive groan pushed me over the edge. Ellie pressed up against me, pulling me on top of her. As I screwed her harder and more profoundly, I nipped at her shoulder and sucked on it.
My work area shook back and forth, forcing me to want to cum. I changed my point until her euphoric yell informed me that I had found her perfect balance. Her nails dug into my back, piercing my shirt.
Her yells delivered an electrical shock to my balls. Grating my teeth, I furrowed my brow further into her perfect balance, until her body estimated, her eyes flashing to mine as her mouth extended into an ideal “O.”
Her inward walls clammed around my rooster as I detonated again, this time inside her with a boisterous moan. “Fuuuuckkkk”
Her head shifted back, her pussy contracting around me, sucking the last drops of cum out of me.
I wanted to pull her into my hug later, but instead I pulled away from her and tucked myself back into my jeans. My cum was pooling out of her and onto my work area, along with her other juices. I sat back in my chair to deal with my relaxation.
I was not enough for her before but look how she called out my name now.
As I stood up, I walked around to the entryway, saying behind me, “Remember, no bra, no strap,” before leaving my office feeling fantastic.
I needed love and vengeance from a sexy stripper, and she sure had done her job for the day.
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