Sensual Stripper Sex With the Best

Sensual Stripper Sex With the Best

I sauntered through the dimly lit club, my eyes scanning the crowd for my next victim. The music pulsed through my body, the bass vibrating through my core as I moved with a sensual sway, hungry for some sensual stripper sex. I was the hottest stripper this side of town, and I knew it. My blonde hair tumbled in waves over my shoulders, framing my face and contrasting with my dark, sultry eyes.

Apart from a tiny g-string, I wore nothing and all eyes around me followed my two big, bouncy perfect tits.

Then I spotted him. He definitely looked like he was in want of sensual stripper sex. Sitting alone, a glass of whiskey in his hand, his eyes were fixed on the stage where a brunette was performing. But I could tell he wasn’t seeing her; he was lost in his own world.

And I was about to make that world a whole lot hotter with some sensual stripper sex.

So I approached him with a slow, deliberate stride, my hips rolling seductively. I could feel his eyes on me as I drew nearer, and a grin spread across my face. This man had no idea what was coming his way. Sensual stripper sex, perhaps? Or multiple public orgasms?

“Hey there,” I said, leaning in close so he could feel my breath on his ear. “I’m Carmen.” He smiled, finished his drink and turned to face me, then got up and headed to a separate room. We started chit chatting, not saying much at all, then I felt my nipples perk up as I grew aroused. This man was so hot, and I just wanted to jump on him for some wild and sensual stripper sex.

“Now,” I said, “why don’t you sit back and let me show you what I do best?”

Without waiting for a response, I straddled his thighs, and felt his erection pressing against me. Then a rush of excitement shot through me. This man was desperate for release, and I was going to give it to him with the hottest sensual stripper sex he’d ever experienced.

Gripping the arms of his chair, I began to move my hips in a slow, sensuous grind.

Then I leaned forward, pressing my DD tits against his chest as I whispered in his ear, “Do you like that? Do you like the feel of my body against yours?”

But I didn’t even wait for his response. My own body was craving sensual stripper sex. I needed this man’s cock inside me, and I wanted to pleasure him until we both exploded. Licking my lips, I unbuckled his belt and popped the button on his jeans. The zipper slid down easily, and I slipped my hand inside, wrapping my fingers around his thick, hard cock. A drop of pre-cum formed at the tip, which I quickly swiped away with my thumb, then popped it inside my mouth, enjoying the slight salty taste.

“You’re so hard for me,” I cooed, stroking him slowly. “I can’t wait to feel this inside me.”

I was wet, so fucking wet, and I ached to feel him inside me. Fuck, was I ever ready for some hot, kinky sensual stripper sex!

So I bent at the waist to offer him a view of my round ass and the cheeky glimpse of my pussy between my thighs. Then I guided his thick cock into me, inch by delicious inch. I groaned as he stretched me, filling me up deliciously.

His hands came up to grip my hips as he began to move, thrusting slowly in and out of my tight hole. I moaned with each stroke, encouraging him to go deeper, harder. I reached between my legs, rubbing my clit as he fucked me, our flesh slapping together in a rhythmic tempo.

“That’s it, baby,” I panted, then I realized I didn’t even know his name. That turned me on even more.

I was having kinky sensual stripper sex with a complete stranger! “Fuck me like you mean it.”

He needed no further encouragement, slamming into me with force, and sending pleasurable shocks through my body. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the air, along with our moans and gasps. I bucked my hips back to meet his thrusts, riding him like a wild mare.

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