Erotic Dance Fantasy with a Strip Club Stranger

I love hot strippers, but they’re never a Perfect 10. It’s time for MY Erotic Dance Fantasy!

I bit my lip ever so slightly and raised an eyebrow at the handsome stranger to show that I had noticed his gaze… and that there might be a chance we’d meet before the night was over. Then I looked over at my date. We met here at the Strip Club to get the couple’s night discount, but he had shown up half drunk, looking like he hadn’t showered. My erotic dance fantasy would NOT be coming true with this loser tonight. But I wasn’t ready to give up!

The music picked back up and smooth beautiful legs ending in glittery stilettos passed between us on the stage. Everyone glanced up at the toned, tight abs and perfectly perky breasts of the young dancer as she removed her top and tossed her long blonde hair. I loved coming here to get inspiration for my erotic dance fantasy.

I looked across at my admirer and caught his eye. What would he rate me, I wonder?

Nice, I thought, but she needs… ahhh, fuck yeah, baby. I felt my nipples harden against my shirt as the young co-ed dropped her skirt to reveal wider hips than I’d expected and a nice round ass. Then she dropped to the stage and I got a glimpse of that tight pussy. 7/10, I thought with a smile. I looked across at my admirer and caught his eye. What would he rate me, I wonder?

I rolled up a $10 and put it in my teeth. Please take it with your tits, I hoped. Athletic and sun-kissed, she wasn’t my typical choice, but something about her was super cute. Most importantly, I wanted him to see me with her. The dancer’s sharp heels clacked over and her kneels came to the ground in front of me. Oh God yes. Then she pushed her breasts together from both sides as she took my face between those youthful perky tits. I closed my eyes and basked in her smooth feel and soft sexy smell. Finally, she gave me a flirty kiss on the cheek, causing me to gasp as my pussy quivered and a warmth spread through my body.

I looked across the stage to see if my strip club stranger had caught that hot interaction, but he was gone. Feeling disappointed, I turned around, and my body came into full contact with guess who! He couldn’t hide his stiffening bulge that hit my stomach like a punch. Then I nearly tripped, but his hands steadied me. His arms were strong, and I looked up to see kind eyes. I trusted him… and I wanted him. Could this strip club stranger make my erotic dance fantasy come true tonight?

I knew I had him. This hottie was the one to help me play out my Erotic Dance Fantasy.

“So what would you give her? About an 8?” he asked in a low whisper, leaning in toward me. I smiled at him and said, “7. Very cute, but a bit young and thin for my taste.” “I bet you’re a fucking 10,” he responded, sliding his hand onto the small of my back. My breath caught in my throat. “I am,” I said confidently. “Do you want to rate me? Take me out of this place and I’ll dance for you.” I knew I had him. This hottie was the one to help me play out my erotic dance fantasy. He nodded, surprised at my boldness, and I grinned back in satisfaction.

Then I quickly ditched my date and grabbed the new man’s hand, running out the doors of the Strip Club and into the parking lot. We stopped and faced each other, laughing. “I’m Eve,” I said. “What a hot name,” he responded. “I’m Cole. Come to my car with me.” We drove around the side of the parking lot to a remote area by the woods, where I had him stand against the trunk. Next, I lowered my voice to a more sultry tone. “Are you ready for your private erotic dance, lover?” I said. “Let’s make our own music.”

“Fuck yes, Eve. Please,” he whispered. He looked confident, but his voice shook a little, and he hastily unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.

It’s now or never, I thought. I am a fucking 10.

My heartbeat quickened and my warm pussy began to dampen with desire in this erotic dance fantasy. It’s now or never, I thought. I am a fucking 10. First, I stepped a few feet away from Cole. Then, pulling my jacket down over my shoulders, I flipped my long dark hair aside and gave him a sexy look over my shoulder. Next, I planted my feet wide, then dropped my hands down to my ankles so my curvy hips were up in the air. Finally, imagining a song with a sexy beat beginning to play, I started to move slowly, jiggling my ass as I ran my hands up and down my shapely legs. I knew I was hot.

As I stood up, my jacket fell to the ground and I turned around with a sly smile. Then I stepped forward, seductively swaying my shapely hips until I was pressed against Cole’s body. I put his arm around me and propped up one of my long legs next to him. Next, while tossing my head back, I gyrated to a song only I could hear, my curvy chest and hard nipples straining against my top. As I danced, I felt my skirt inch up toward my waist and expose my panty-less smooth silky pussy. I began to breathe more loudly and quickly, and let his hands grasp my big round ass as it bounced up and down like the dancers I had dreamed about. My erotic dance fantasy was coming true!

My Erotic Dance Fantasy was really heating up with this Sexy Stranger now…

Now it was time for the next step in the dance. Pausing for a moment to pull my shirt over my head, I smiled in satisfaction as I heard Cole catch his breath. I closed my eyes as he sank his face into the soft flesh of my beautiful tits. He couldn’t help himself, flicking out his tongue to lick one of my perfectly stiff pink nipples. I gasped with pleasure. He groaned loudly and I felt his cock nearly bursting out of his pants. Oh God, I think I might be losing control. My erotic dance fantasy was really heating up now…

Will I stop or will I keep going? Will he rate me a 10? Find out in next week’s steamy conclusion to My Erotic Dance Fantasy with a Strip Club Stranger, or call me and create your own ending!

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