INICIAR SESIÓN
“You’re up in 10!” the manager came tapping on the staff door.
I quickly slid my feet into my six inch strappy heels. My hands worked the straps tying them tight against my calves. I need to make sure they don’t come undone tonight. I usually perform on my bare feet, but he was here tonight. I needed to look my absolute best. “Laura pass me the mascara pls” Abby yelled from across the room. The room was in chaos, the girls scrambled around doing final touches to their make up and outfit. With both my shoes finally on, I turn towards the mirror, my eyes skimming over my appearance in the mirror. I looked so fucking hot! Damn! The Smokey eye look made my eyes look dangerously sexy and irresistible. The bold red lip drawing all the attention tying in my Seductress look. Any man would kill to have me tonight. My dark hair was voluptuous , cascading down my Back and shoulders in big soft curls. I quickly ran my fingers through my hair, keeping all strands in place . “How do I look girls” I stood up slowly, turning the face the rest of the girls, showing them my best strut, rolling my hips in the most seductive manner ever. The girls roared, giggling and cheering loudly for me. I let out a soft laugh, walking towards the full length mirror at the corner of the room. My eyes traced my killer curves, a sly smile spreading against my lips. I have waited so longg and finally it’s my turn! “Girllls! Bells! You’re up!” The manager yelled, meeting my gaze from the door. The other girls start heading out the room and to their various vip sections. I give Laura and Abby a curt nod, signaling them to head out. They were performing with me tonight. I wanted them to warm up the stage before I come on I quickly adjusted my black mesh lingerie tong panties I had on. It was mostly strings, it covered absolutely nothing! just the way I wanted. I wanted him to have the full view of this pussy. My hand slammed down hard on my ass check, jingling it as I twerked in the mirror. For my top I had nothing but black mesh nipple covers covering my pink nipples. My hands flew up squeezing my boobs as I checked myself out. “Come on Bells! It’s show time” I muttered quickly under my breathe. Heading towards my dresser corner, I grabbed the can of vodka chugging the remaining down, the burning sensation hitting my throat. I stunted towards the VIP room, the bass of the club's music matching the thumping in my heart. I pulled back the door to the VIP room, walking towards the bead curtains separating the clients and me. The neon lights flashed wildly, I could see the other girls whining and grinding already performing for the clients. From behind the curtains i could feel the eyes on me. I copied the rhythm of the music swaying my hips dangerously to the beat. My hand strokes the beads slowly teasing my entrance. I could hear the other girls cheer slightly as they anticipated my entrance. I pulled the beaded curtains back, walking fully into the room. I climb the make shift stage, gripping the stripper pole, whining and grinding against it. I rolled my hips in a dangerously slow pace. My ass grinding up against the pole. The red neon lights covered me head to toe, painting my skin red. My eyes scan the men in the room searching for him. Bingo! I spotted him. Out of the four men in the room his aura was the loudest, stone cold demeanor, crisp suit, gold Rolex on his left arm. He was exactly how people described him. His gaze was already on me. A sly smile touched my lips… perfect. I gripped the stripper pole behind me, walking around it slowly before lifting myself into the air, spinning myself around. I opened my legs wide giving them a view of this pretty pink pussy, suspending myself in the air. My gaze met his, holding his gaze steady. I slipped my hand towards my clit, tapping lightly in it. I see his grip tighten around on the scotch glass in his hand. He brings the cup up to his lips, taking a swing from it, his eyes still holding mine. I spin again on the pole landing softly on my feet. I sway my hips to the music completing the rest of my routine. I see him whisper to the man by his right. The man gets up signaling the two other guys to get up as well. My eyes locked on his, a small grin spreads against as the men leave the room. I signal Laura and Abby to go them coming. It was just me and him now, he’s eyes stalked like a predictor watching his prey. I walked up to him , my hips swaying delicately with every step. I stopped in front of him, rocking my hips then bending over so he got a close of view. With words I straddled him, my basically bare, soaked pussy coming in contact with his erection. I let out a soft moan, locking my eyes with him as I start rocking my hips slowly on him. His hands snaked around my waist instantly, a low groan escaping the back of his throat. “What are you waiting for?” I asked drawing out my words slowly and seductively. I wanted him to fuck me right here and now. On his lap, the music thumping above us, while the neon lights flashed widely, I wanted his cock inside me ruining me over and over again, till I was a quivering mess in his laps. “Fuck me” I leaned into his ears whispering. His grip instantly tightened, he lifted me up slamming me roughly on his hard erection. “Fuckkk” I hissed out. My tits bounced hard, my wetness pooling on his pants. I rocked my hips greedily, feeling his hard tip against my pussy, the friction sending electricity through me. “Urghh” a low grunt escapes his links, he hands grips my waist rolling my exposed pussy in his bulge. I wasted no time, my hand fumbled messily with the button on his pants. I reached into his briefs gripping his cock before sliding it out through the zipper opening of his pants. I looked down, spitting on his huge cock, rubbing him fast. His fingers hooked the tong of my panties, sliding it out of the way. I quickly lined him up with my entrance. I slammed down hard on him. I moaned loudly, feeling the tip of his cock slamming my front wall. My pussy stretched around his thick shaft, the burn making my body shudder and my tits bouncing on impact. He flipped us around fast. My back hit the couch hard, my legs wrapped around his waist. I looked up into his dark eyes, letting myself drown in the lust in them. “So fucking tight!” He grunts slamming into me hard asf! His hips moved fast and hard. His thick shaft curled deep in my pussy , his veins throbbing and dragging against my walls over and over again. “You’re soo fuccking Big Mr Vance” I moaned breathlessly. My hands flew up grabbing and pinching my hard nipples. His dark eyes watched my hands as he rams into me! He spits on my pussy, his warm saliva landing squarely on my throbbing clit. His thumb finds my clit and rubs fast and hard. He had no mercy, his dick was stretching me out in the best way possible while his thumb assaulted my clit heavenly. I was a screaming mess. My body shook widely, while the music drowned out my moaning. “Fuck fuck fuckkk” I screamed my legs shaking in the air as i squirted hard. He rubbed my clit spreading my juices all around him. “Yasssss! Urghhhh” he grunts slamming his dick right back in me. “You like that huh” “Take that dick like a good little slut” he roars . His hands gripped my tights , spreading me even wider, pinning me down while he continuously thrust deep into me. “Your so fucking deep!” I moan loudly. I arched my back hand, my pussy clenching around his cock as I grinder against him hard. “Yass yasss yass” “Fuck me like that!” “Just like fucking that!” I screamed rolling my hips greedily matching his brutal pace. “Take it baby ! Take it” he ordered, slamming his thick cock into my front walls. His hands raised and landed squarely on my throbbing clit. “Arghhhhgh” I screamed, squirting hard, harder than the last time. The pressure pushes his thick shaft out of me, my legs shakes widely as my whole body quivers on the sofa. My eyes were rolled so far back, my vision blurry as pleasure raked through me hard! . “Come here!” He roared. His hands gripped my thighs again, lifting my lower body off the sofa before slamming back into me again. “Ohhh my fuckkk” I moaned. My pussy stretched even wider before clamping down hard in this throbbing cock. His cock was so deep, curved so deep in my cunt I felt him deep in my stomach. Fuck he was running me. “Ughhh arghhh fuckk, arggh” he grunts wildly, thrusting harder than before. My pussy clenched harder against him. I felt the familiar pressure building up in my stomach. “I’m going to fucking cum” i screamed, my voice carrying over the bass of the music. My eyes flew open watching him as he continuously destroyed my pussy. He’s face twisted with pleasure as he watched my pussy take his dick. His thumb found my clit and he rubbed fast and hard showing no mercy. My pussy clenched him harder. Fuck I was cumming. “I’m cum..I’m cu…cu..CUMMING!” I screamed. My dripping cunt clenched his dick and I shattered all over him hard. “Argggggh” he grunted loudly as he picked up his pace, pushing me over the edge and he fucked me through my orgasm. My body jerked hard, quivering as I rode my orgasm hard. “Urghhh” he moaned, pulling his cock out of me hard. Before I could blink, before I could register the insane pleasure that just flooded through me, Mr Vance was above me, he’s knees planted firmly on either side of me . He grabbed a fist full of my hair , thrusting his cock into my mouth. His cock crashed into the back of my throat. He groaned loudly as I gagged on impact. I sucked him instantly. My tongue lapped wildly on his dick tasting my cum and my juices on his dick . I sucked hard, his large hand with fist full of my hair, guiding my head as I bobbed fast on his dick. Saliva trickle down my jaw as fucked my mouth hard. I gagged hard in his dick over and over again, tears slid down my tears, my mascara probably leaving black streaks down my cheeks. I forced my gaze on him watching his face twist with hard pleasure as he fucks my mouth. I felt his dick twitch in my mouth, and I sucker harder. His head rolled back and he grunted loudly forcing his throbbing cock further down my throat. “Just like that bitch! I’m gonna come all over your pretty face” he roars. I ducked hard and long, my tongue lapping around his thick tip. He moaned loudly, thick ropes of cum shooting out hitting the back of my throat. He pulled his dick out quickly, stroking himself hard and fast, aiming for my face as cum shoots out his massive dick. “Urghh” “Ohh fuckkk baby” “Arghh” he grunts loudly. I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling his warm cum hit my face, running over my lips and down my neck. “Fuck yasss” he breathes slowly, tapping his cock on my face. I open my eyes slowly, his cum slightly blocking my version. I giggle softly, batting my eyelashes up at him as I tasted his cum, taking a bit off my face and rubbing the warm liquid on my erect nipples. He stared down at me, his figure looming over my ruined self on the couch. “Such a nasty little slut , ain’t you?” His dark voice says, so sexy and commanding. “Only for you daddy” I answered back, scooping a little bit of his cum off my face with my finger before taking it into my mouth, tasting him again. I moan loudly at the taste of him, batting my lashes up at him. He laughs lowly, tucking his dick back in the pants before walking away from me slowly, exiting the VIP room. I giggled loudly, kicking my legs up in the air. I sunk deeper into the sofa . He was a beast, I was fully ruined, the pleasurable ache in my pussy, my messy makeup, and cum stained face. I was totally ruined and I loved it “See you tomorrow Mr Vance” I mutter under my breath, my fingers sliding down, tapping my already fucked and over sensitive clit softly.Hey lovelies! ❤️ I hope you’ve all been enjoying the story so far. Thank you so much for all your amazing comments, likes, and love—please keep them coming! I just wanted to drop a quick note to let you know I’ll be taking a short break. Yours truly has exams coming up! 😭📚 I’ll be back with new updates starting November 11th. Until then, please keep reading, voting, and cheering me on. I appreciate every single one of you! ❤️🎀 See you all soon! ✨
He picked me up outside my apartment a little after seven, driving himself instead of sending a car or his driver. Tonight he wore jeans and a plain sweater, his hair was tousled, like he had run his fingers through it several times. He looked almost like an ordinary guy picking someone up for a date instead of the man who signed off on my paycheck."No driver tonight?" I asked, climbing into the passenger seat."I didn't want an audience." He pulled away from the curb, one hand loose on the wheel and the other resting on the gearshift. "Figured you'd earned dinner somewhere that isn't my office."I laughed, surprising myself. "Is that what tonight is? Dinner?""Among other things." He glanced sideways at me, just for a second, before his eyes went back to the road. "You look nervous.""I'm not used to seeing you outside office work."“Well get used to it," he said.The drive took twenty minutes
We flew back late Saturday night.And on Monday morning, I walked into the office at the usual time, set my bag down, and logged in like the three days in New York hadn't happened. My body still felt the ache of him and every time I shifted in my chair, I remembered the hotel bed, the way he'd held me down and the sound of the headboard against the wall.Around ten-thirty, his voice came through the intercom again. "Sophie, come in. Bring the revised contracts."I grabbed the folder, knocked once, and stepped inside. Alex was standing behind his desk, looking at something on his laptop."Close the door and lock it," he said without looking up and I did. "These are the contracts, Mr Grant." I said, setting the folder on the desk, trying to be casual and failing. He finally looked up at me and his eyes roamed all over my body and stopped at my breasts for a second before returning to meet my ey
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Sophie's POV The office was quiet except for the soft hum of the air conditioning.I sat at my desk outside Alex’s door, finishing the last of the quarterly figures. Most of the floor had emptied hours ago. I glanced at the clock. It was already 9:47 p.m.His light was still on so I hurriedly saved the file, stood up, and knocked once on his office door. “Come in,” he called.He was behind his desk, with his sleeves rolled up and his tie loosened. He didn’t look up right away.“I finished the numbers,” I said as I stepped inside. “Do you want me to email them over, or would you rather have a hard copy on your desk?”“Hard copy is fine. Just leave it here,” he answered, still scanning the screen in front of him.I walked over and set the folder on the edge of his desk. When I turned to leave, his voice stopped me.“Stay for a minute.”I turned back. “Is there something else







