Saturday, February 23, 2013

FAN: A STORY FROM A FAN--PRIVATE DANCER

 Lights dimmed and candles burning, while Portishead music playing in the background.  I slowly slip on my sheer fish net stockings and clasping it with a guarder belt. My pussy is fully exposed and my breast is slightly covered with a sheer bra. I look into the boudoirs mirror and grab my red lipstick and wrote “Je reve de tois mon amour.” I put on my stilettoes and glanced over and you are sitting on a chair blind folded with your hands tied behind your back. I turn up the music playing my favorite song, “ I just want to be a women.” We both sit in silence and listen to the melodic and sultry voice as it seduces the both of us. The intense beats create a sexual energy. I slowly walk over and remove the blind fold and your stare pierce right through me, while anticipating what I would do. You are helpless but you are enjoying every minute of it and knew you had to surrender to me. I turned my back on you and walked forward as my plump ass moved back and forth, giving you a taste. In perfect timing with the music, my hips glide in a “S” curve and your eyes follow every movement of my hips. I spread my legs and bend over and give you a view of my pussy lips. I put my finger in my pussy to make it wet. I turn around and looked at you while putting my finger in my mouth as it goes in and out, giving the illusion of me sucking on your dick. As the music gets intense, my dance moves become more provocative and I slowly make my way towards you. I take off your pants and spread your legs and your dick is getting harder and bigger. I play with it to get it more excited, gently stroking it up and down. I go on my knees and my thick lips envelops the top of your penis. My lips pressing tightly and I move up and down on your penis head.  Using my tongue to lick around the head and I look up and our eyes meet. You knew that you were in trouble…
Your hands are still tied and you have absolutely no control. As I finish licking, my entire mouth opens wider and your entire dick is inside my mouth. I am deep throating and enjoying the sensation of a hard cock sliding in and out. I press it against the walls of my cheek as if you are fucking my mouth. I get up off my knees and I straddle you and put your dick into my pussy. Gently pressing down until your dick can't go further. I clench my muscles to tighten it for you and I move up and down and found a soothing rhythm, just enough to see your eyes roll back. My pussy is getting hotter and wetter and Im fucking you. All you can say is “fuck me harder baby.” My body and your body is sweating and our bodies becoming slippery. I finally untie you and you are free. Without hesitation, you grab my ass and begin to fuck me hard and take control the way you like it. The chair was becoming unstable, you get up while you are still inside me and carried me to the bed. You lift my legs and put it behind my neck and began to pound me like a slut. I couldn’t help but moan and encouraging you to do it harder. You flip me over, and start fucking me from behind until I came. You pull out and put your dick back in my mouth and finally release and filling my mouth with your cum. Your juices flowing out of my mouth, I had to swallow. We both smiled, and your body fell on top of me and we held each other all night long.

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