Tiny Tina Stripper Novels & Stories

"My name's Philip, P.H.I.L.I.P, can you call me that?" "Geez, okay, Philip, can I talk now?" He arched an eyebrow and the younger sighed nodding. "So, I have a doubt" "Go ahead, I have to go home" He said impatiently. "You're a stripper, right? The goddamn know stripper Philip, the one who works at the most famous nightclub and the boy everyone wants to fuck with... Hm, who's virgin, how ironic" Mikhail Winters said with sarcasm dripping from his mouth "Philip James, the untainted stripper, right?"

The worker greeted, a tab on her hand. “Yuri, lookin’ good.” Tina smiled. “Just get us the usual.” The female I knew to be Yuri nodded, then giggled as a man passed by, giving her butt a spank. What the… Woah. “Kk gurl.” She glanced my way with a nod before turning and leaving. “Oh goodness, what was that?” I had to ask. Tina shrugged, not at all seeing this place as weird. “How long have you been coming here?” I needed to know, because what the fuck.

I spread my legs open just enough so that she can get her hand between then. Tina reached her hand down and touched my clit, and as she did so my legs quivered. She looked at me in shock. "No panties either? You naughty girl." She ran her finger up and down my slit, and every time her finger touched the hole of my pussy, she would rub it just for a few seconds, which drove me fucking wild. I let out a loud scream. I realized i couldn't control myself as my fingers started pinching my nipples and flicking them. As Tina watched me, she reached up her skirt and started playing with her own pussy. Her pussy was the juiciest looking thing I've seen in my life, it was tiny and hairless, I just wan

He gave her a playful tap on the ass as she walked away. She turned around and stabbed him with her eyes. “Look, don’t touch. And you better tip me good for that.” She flipped her hair and marched off to help the other guys. She was surrounded by the coldest criminals in the country, but she wasn’t afraid to hold her ground. That took balls—the kind of balls I admired. I drank from my glass and continued to watch the stripper, staring at her without really looking at her. Once you’d seen as many tits as I had, they all looked the same. But Cassini had a very impressive rack. She had big tits that were so perfectly shaped, they seemed fake. But I’d squeezed them enough times to know they were

Lily's POV My heels clicked reluctantly on the ground as I walked towards the private section of the club. As I passed by, I heard catcalls and lewd remarks from men about my semi nude body that made my skin crawl. This was a part of my job that hard to get used to, I felt so naked in front of all these men and their eyes raped me without consent… Well I guess, I was automatically consenting given my job as a stripper. I preferred my day job as a bartender more, they were less jerks and I didn't have to wear revealing clothing. But as a single mother caring for a five year old son diagnosed with down syndrome, I need the double income so I was willing to do anything.

Tina kept staring at Terri's bald pussy and said, "When Jeff and I get home we are going to shave each other and be bald like you are. I have to keep fluffing the hair on my pussy to make sure its dry so I don't get chaffed and all you had to do was wipe off the water. I also love the look of your bald pussy." Terri smiled and said, "I want you both to come back and show me after you shave. Jeff, since you're taking a couple of days off, how about coming back out here tomorrow?" Jeff looked at Tina before asking, "What do you think honey?" Tiny smiled and said, "I'd love to but tomorrow is Saturday and we had some plans. However if we can get out of them, I'd love to come back out here. I've

There were pictures of Rian with the tag “Rapist turned celebrity!” His heart beat very fast. Then the video of Isabella outburst followed. The camera captured her accusing Rian of rape. She claimed he took advantage of her and she could go on to talk more of what he did to her…. At that moment, it wasn't Aiden alone who saw and read it, everyone else, standing in the sitting room did. Isabella's tears dropped. She didn't mean it this way. She didn't expect that there's a mole among the staff members.

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

CAMILA ^*^ "I'm not a prostitute, " I muttered, shifting my weight to my right leg this time. Did he want to have me for himself? Was I some sort of... whore? I mean, I was a stripper, but that was where it ended. I only danced at the pole and sometimes on the men to make them spend more... but that was where it ended. "I'm not a freaking whore!" I muttered again but this time, more to myself.

She wasn't the one to care if I banged my head on the wall or not, instead she remained nonchalant and would even laugh at my downfall. I think I was a little bit lost because she tapped me and repeated the question. I looked her in the eyes, raised her chin with my thumb to look into mine then I smiled. I couldn't resist the smile, she had been a very good girl and she deserved an award. She was still putting on a cloth, I looked at her with a smirk. I said softly, almost like a whisper, “ Strip for daddy.” She nodded. She was quite obedient today, the net gown slid down her petite body.. next was the lacy pant that stuck to her wet pussy.