Bunny Stripper Novels & Stories

A smear of dried blood ran across her forehead, and her hair—that dark, wild mane—was matted with dust and golden glitter that caught the faint light like dying stars. My heart performed a slow, heavy roll in my chest. She was twenty-two. A girl. A stripper from the Hollows who should have run the second the bomb went off. She had enough thousand dollars with her—enough to disappear, enough to pay for her sister’s life for a month. Instead, she’d dragged a two-hundred-and-fifty-pound "drunk" into a Rolls-Royce and fought off a hit squad. Why? Mate, Leo snarled again.

“Okay, Alpha. My turn’s over. Ask something fun.” We kept going. She asked about the dumbest injury I’d ever gotten in a fight (a rogue once managed to bite my ass; Derrick still hasn’t let me live it down). I asked if she ever practiced stripping to actual music . She said yes to that. By the time the dessert plates were empty, her cheeks were pink from wine and laughter, and my wolf had gone quiet in a way that felt almost peaceful. When the last plate was cleared I set my napkin down. “There’s somewhere else I want to take you tonight.”

we took our toys and deciding about where to go next, meanwhile dylan came bunny said "look a celebrity came here" I started laughing, dylan pulled bunny's cheeks and said "you're right, I'm celebrity only Ms. Srinithi" bunny rolled her eyes while saying "then why came near us, go and meet your celebrity friends" dylan looked at toys in our house and asked "from where you robbed all these toys?" bunny replied "from that claw machine" dylan went near the machine and started getting many toys he nearly brought twenty toys like a ultra pro, sals said "bunny he is really competitive to you"

Just as I said, I pulled into the gas station, waited for them to be out of sight and then turned around and headed back to the strip club. When I got back there, Whisper was sitting on one of the couches out in the front lobby, talking to another stripper that also got me hot when she performed. She was chunky but gorgeous. She had long dark hair, D-size tits and a nice pussy. She wore a tank top when she performed and didn’t take it off; she would just pull down to expose her tits. I guess she was self-conscious about her gut, but I still thought she was the second-sexiest stripper in the joint. I remembered her name was Nina when they announced it over the speaker hours earlier when she p

He was a pervert being in a strip club, the son of a billionaire himself, he was supposed to be at his father's company meeting, here he was, enjoying himself in a strip club and staring at a girl dancing her ass in a pole, just because he was bored at the meeting. The stripper had a black ponytail, hairdo and several rather simple tattoos, a row of stars scattered across her belly and neck and a small cupid on her left breast. Her dance moves were slow and sensual, and it was clear she loved her work. She was wearing a red jean vest, tied in the front, semi-transparent and glittering in the dim light of the nightclub, a red bra, daisy dukes, black thigh-high boots and a mesh pantyhose. She

he whispered into the stripper's ear, he was not looking at a stripper but at his fiancee. "Whatever you want," the stripper smiled seductively, and right there he got rid of her bra and the lace pant she was wearing. He dipped three fingers into her pussy and she moaned, the other two strippers realized what was going on and undressed too. They got on the couch and started fingering each other. Xander took off his trouser and began to fuck the stripper who moaned shamelessly. He got hold of her breast and started confusedly at it, he took it in his mouth and removed it.

I say as I turn to leave. "Don't you leave. I need to give details in person," he grunts his words. "I would rather leave and you message me then I don't have to be tortured anymore by the sound of you using a woman," I snap and he laughs. My words seem to have spurred him on as he moves faster. "Look, you get five thousand for it; how does that sound? Five thousand for one scene with the beautifully talented Bunny Wild." he groans and pulls her up and fucks her faster.

Bunny has nice welts down her backside and I've been administering wicked nipple clamps off and on since we started playing. What the fuck is wrong with me? I look at Bunny and her brown hair changes to red making my cock twitch. I blink the fantasy away. This is unfair to Bunny. I leave the plug in and grab a vibrator. "You've been a good girl. Come for me." With a high-pitched squeal and enough shaking to make me think she's having a seizure, she goes off. When her orgasm slows, I remove the plug, followed by the vibrator and help her stand. I assist her to the couch, leave her for a minute, and grab some juice from the fridge. I walk back to her after turning the lights down and grabbing

" Do you know that." "I stood there shocked looking at his face." "Elle girl what are you doing to me huh, since i saw your beautiful body. I can't take my eyes off you." We are too close that i can now feel his breath on my face. "You are a true beauty babe." "Stop it Lucas." I'm a stripper in a club, a lot of people have seen my body before, so what wrong if you saw my body." "That were you go wrong babe, i'm different." I saw everything from head to toe, i saw the rounded big breast my children feed on."

He whined, running his hands through his balding head. Stripping down to fancy underwear and dancing for hundreds of strangers every night was bad enough. Now I had to do it in the VIP section with the worst perverts of all? I heard that the men in the VIP section are allowed to touch or even molest strippers and that thought sent a shiver down my spine. "Mr. Cox, listen to.." "Alright, alright... 200 bucks and that's final." He grumbled, before lighting a cigarette. I let out a frustrated sigh, knowing fully well that I needed the money. I lived with my deadbeat father and younger brother of 9 years, who depended solely on my income. Our rent was due, and I also needed the money to pay up s