Tiny Tina Stripper Novels & Stories

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

Tina woke up went to the bathroom had a shower then woke Ken up I have not had my dance let's go we did not come to sleep here but to go clubbing. She left even before Ken could request she waits for them she climbed the elevator to the club which she had noticed was on the second floor. When the security officer saw her he let her into the VIP section, where she met Lewis with two ladies who had painted and looked very disgusting and also wore very short dresses disturbing him. Lewis looked irritated and when he saw Tina he just decided to take advantage of the situation. My wife has come for me ladies you go have fun.

Inside the office, Tina closed the door behind her with controlled force. Dreston turned slowly. “What is this about?” he asked calmly. But Tina laughed. There was no amusement in it but frustration. “What is this about?” she repeated. “That’s what you’re asking me?” She walked further into the room, heels clicking against the marble floor. “I’m tired, Dreston.” He remained silent. “I’m tired of being the woman people whisper about.” Her voice rose slightly. “I’m tired of walking into rooms and hearing staff say how good you and Cassienne look together.”

He was wearing a simple white shirt, a cigarette held between his fingers and resting against his lips, with wispy white smoke curling around his handsome face, enhancing his charm so that anyone could clearly recognize the man in the picture as him. Looking at the photo, Dave suddenly let out a sigh. He bent his fingers over the table, took out a cigarette from the pack, and lit it for himself. Tina was a strange woman who never bothered to hide her true intentions. Every time before making a major revelation, she would post something like this on F******k, clearly stating the time and the person involved in the news. In her circle of friends were all famous celebrities, and regardless of t

As a stripper who takes on the extra spicy shifts,I just do it to pay off my debts and yeah it might be fun but it’s only just ever sex.. No love,no obsession ,no attachment just my pussy working over time. Three times a week. It’s turning to a routine a tiring one,I either need something exciting or just someone to fuss over, I guess I’m just bored. I wore a tight blue shirt,left all the buttons open except the middle one ,exposing toned tummy and belly ring ,my boobs popping out ,my skin shimmering due to all my body oil.And a matching tight mini skirt.

Though, she protested against it, Lola didn’t take no for an answer and she squeezed her into the tiny frame. Now, they were leaning against the wall, silently devouring their popsicles in front of a neon-lit strip club sign whose fluorescent glow casted a shadow across the sidewalk. June tilted her head as a question slipped past her lips. “Do you enjoy stripping?” “Yes,” Lola answered without a second thought, making June snap her head toward her in surprise. June asked with a tone of disbelief. “Really?” Lola nodded, licking the top of her ice cream with a carefree smile that almost seemed out of place given the conversation. “Yep, really.”

Just then, a stripper made her way toward me, swaying her hips deliberately. As she neared, her cheap perfume overwhelmed my senses. Up close, I caught the hidden scars beneath her tattoos , the telltale marks of surgery. She dropped to her knees, her hands sliding confidently over my crotch. "Handsome, let me take care of you," she purred, rubbing my chest seductively. "Let go," I said coldly, yet I unfastened the top buttons of my shirt, exposing my firm chest. Without hesitation, she pressed her hands against my skin, teasing, rolling her fingers between my nipples.

After I’d pounded her for a few minutes, with Greg masturbating as he watched, she indicated I should withdraw. “I don’t want to gladly yet,” she said. “Let’s go into the bedroom.” We followed her in there and Tina, having peeled her panties off and tossing them on the floor, jumped onto the bed on all fours, then lay with her face in the pillows and her bum in the air as if to say, “I think my anus needs some attention, guys.” I sat on the end of the bed, between her legs, and putting one hand on her

He flirted. "You're on," she accepted his challenge. "Drop the tux jock and assume the position," Tina commanded. He hurriedly undid his tux and Tina took him by the hand to the kitchen table. She poured herself three shots. One down, one for him and one for his body. They downed their alcohol at the same time and he quickly laid flat on top of the marble counter. The partiers in the kitchen turned their attention towards the two, lifting their colorful party cups to cheer them on, occasionally spilling the liquids. Tina locked eyes with Tyler. She took the shot with a straight face, smirked and lick the salt off his toned abdomen then bit into her lemon. The crowd cheered nonstop. The boys

She made her way to the couch, sitting down with a happy sigh. "I hit two birds with one stone," she murmured, still smirking. "I'll soon be carrying a junior Nadia while marrying Maxwell Williams. And if he ever leaves me, I'll use the baby to claim Nadia's wealth." Tina clapped her hands together, clearly pleased with herself. "Zick doesn't even realize I've already trapped him. What can he do? I'm Tina, after all. Why work when there are plenty of rich men out there? My only goal is to trap them and get money without lifting a finger." She folded her legs on top of each other, content with her plan.