MotionlessOrbit
Literary Juggernaut
- Joined
- Jun 1, 2022
"I'm going to slay!" Anaise giggled in response, repeating his words. She believed it fully, why would she not? She was going to do so good on the pole that they wouldn't be able to control themselves! She didn't care about the money really, but it was a good way to gauge her performance. The more money they threw at her, the more riled up and horny they had become.
"Yes sir, thank you daddy!" She thanked him for the tip and headed to the stage. She squealed, jumping slightly as her ass was slapped, her breasts jiggling from the movement of reaching back to playfully grab her own ass as she walked on stage and towards the pole, after giving the DJ her song. It was an addictive feeling, feeling all the eyes of the men on her, waiting for her to start dancing. Her skin was tingling, eyes practically sparkling as she bathed in their lust.
She started with a little walk, swaying her hips, letting them bounce about exaggerratedly before she cocked them to the side. She turned so that her back was to the men, looking over her shoulder as she slipped her hands into the waistband of her skirt, and she slowly started to edge them down, lowering her hips along with it until she stood suddenly, her skirt sliding down her plump thighs and slender legs to the ground below, revealing her full bubbly cheeks to them, a thong the only thing hiding her holes from sight. She giggled softly before she walked over to to the pole.
She grasped the pole, swinging around it before she leaned against it, back arched and breasts pushed forward, the pole squeezing between her plump cheeks, her elbow facing upwards as she held on above her shoulder and behind her back. She turned around the pole slowly, letting them see just how plush and bubbly her ass was as it wrapped snuggly around the pole she was holding onto. Once she turned to face them again, she hopped up, curling her leg around the pole, spinning around it again.
Her grip on the pole changed so that now she was holding onto it, tossing her head back, blue hear flying through the air, the pole teasing a glimpse of the thong that clung to her sex, the shape of her lips just almost visible through it. She slowly slide down the pole, her legs opening wider and wider until she landed on her ass, her legs spread entirely but the pole between them, hiding her from view. Then she rose slowly, pushing forward until the pole was between her massive tits, sliding between them ass she rose to her feet, bobbing to the music the entire time.
"Yes sir, thank you daddy!" She thanked him for the tip and headed to the stage. She squealed, jumping slightly as her ass was slapped, her breasts jiggling from the movement of reaching back to playfully grab her own ass as she walked on stage and towards the pole, after giving the DJ her song. It was an addictive feeling, feeling all the eyes of the men on her, waiting for her to start dancing. Her skin was tingling, eyes practically sparkling as she bathed in their lust.
She started with a little walk, swaying her hips, letting them bounce about exaggerratedly before she cocked them to the side. She turned so that her back was to the men, looking over her shoulder as she slipped her hands into the waistband of her skirt, and she slowly started to edge them down, lowering her hips along with it until she stood suddenly, her skirt sliding down her plump thighs and slender legs to the ground below, revealing her full bubbly cheeks to them, a thong the only thing hiding her holes from sight. She giggled softly before she walked over to to the pole.
She grasped the pole, swinging around it before she leaned against it, back arched and breasts pushed forward, the pole squeezing between her plump cheeks, her elbow facing upwards as she held on above her shoulder and behind her back. She turned around the pole slowly, letting them see just how plush and bubbly her ass was as it wrapped snuggly around the pole she was holding onto. Once she turned to face them again, she hopped up, curling her leg around the pole, spinning around it again.
Her grip on the pole changed so that now she was holding onto it, tossing her head back, blue hear flying through the air, the pole teasing a glimpse of the thong that clung to her sex, the shape of her lips just almost visible through it. She slowly slide down the pole, her legs opening wider and wider until she landed on her ass, her legs spread entirely but the pole between them, hiding her from view. Then she rose slowly, pushing forward until the pole was between her massive tits, sliding between them ass she rose to her feet, bobbing to the music the entire time.