Emily moaned out, waking her from her sleep. She noticed her hand was
wet and she giggled, and decided to finish herself off. The rythmic
pattern of her fingers penatrating her soft, wet, warm insides of her
pussy made the bed move under her. She couldn't hold out any longer.
Her hand slid smoothly up her soft supple body and wraped around her
perky nipple. As she twisted and tugged she let go and let her hand go
to her clit. She rubbed her clit viggorously as she exploaded. She let
out a moan from deep inside her being. The moan longed for her insides
to be filled with a cock. That was exactly what she needed. Cock.
Emily rolled over and looked at the clock. Oh boy. Already the
afternoon. She would be late for work. She stood up taking off her
sopping wet panties and walked into the kitchen. Even the kitchen
mocked her! Bananas, cucubers, carrots! Ugh, she wanted cock! Needed
cock. But She was already late so she hurried up and got dressed. If
she didn't hurry the pole would be sweaty from Desi who wasn't the best
stripper in town and frankly didn't look all that hot to begin with.
Emily walked into the club in her usual, Tight slightly covering, mini
skirt, her high heeled shoes and her tight revealing belly shirt. She
walked into her dressing room and slipped into her outfit. Black
"Pleaser" shoes (you know the kind that porn stars use). A black
leather g-string and a black leather and chain bikini top. Her blonde
curly hair was down bairly covering her soft perky tits.
Walking onto the stage she waited until her music came on and they
announced her name. "And the girl you've all been waiting for, the
nasty little seductris, the one who can make you explode just from
licking her fingers, Emily Exxxotic!" She walked out, her feet
following the bass of the music, she wrapped her leg around the pole
and spun, while she twisted her body around she dropped down and
crawled on her knees to the first guy in the front row. She grabbed his
drink and took a sip. "Hey sweetie, you wana play?" "Oh you know I want
to, but you look married." "Nope." "Well in that case do you have a
pocket knife?" "You gonna stab me?" He laughed "No honey just give me
one please." He handed her the pocket knife and she laid on her back.
She pulled the blade out of the knife and slowly slid it down her body
slipping it under the strings to her top and cut.
Walking back up to the pole she put the knife in her teeth and continued
to dace. All the men were addicted, and she saw it, and she wanted all
of them. Inside of her. Deep. She put her back against the pole and
slid the cold metal against her clit and back up then cut the bottoms
and cralwed back to her sexy man in the front row and dropped the knife
in his awating hand. She was rewared by money be put in her mouth. She
stood up and walked off.
When she hit back stage she pulled the wad of money out of her mouth and
looked. $300 dollars. Mmm she would have to find that guy again.. "Hey
Emily!" She hear his voice. "I'm busy, I have to go home" Of course she
didn't. "C'mon babe, I wanted you to take me home and.. dance for me
there." Emily turned around and grabbed him around his neck. "I'll tell
you what asshole I'll take you home with me but you better fuck me till
I say your done, I'll give you viagra if i have to but I better not, I
don't want talking, Fucking ONLY, Do not tell me your name unless I ask
for it, do not give me your number, fuck me then leave, ok!" "Yes
ma'am"
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