Ryder Fox, Silver Dollar - Sex Stories

Ryder Fox, Silver Dollar

... and bass,” I said. “Like a club, not a gym. Bettter for pole work.”

“I can go with that,” she said, switching her music off.

I put mine on, turned down the lights in the studio, and walked to one of the poles. I swayed to the music as I walked, and I could see the other girl stop dancing to watch me. I glanced out through the glass and saw Trevor outside.

I went through slow rolls, bumps, and grinds around the pole, warming up. When I had worked up a sheen of sweat, I grasped the pole and pulled myself up. I twirled around the pole slowly, then faster as the trumpets picked up the rhythm. Then I turned myself upside down, grasped the pole with my thighs, and let go with my hands as I continued spinning.

I felt the cold metal of the pole on my pussy through my thong. I slid down till my face was almost on the floor; the pressure on my clit got my vaginal juices going. I grabbed the pole just before I hit the ground with my face and twirled around it using my hands.

I did spin moves up and down the pole, right side up and upside down, faster and slower, as dictated by the rhythm of the music. It was a long set, and I was covered with sweat, my sports bra was wet, and my nipples had hardened to make clearly defined pokies. My thong was soaked as well, though with a mixture of sweat and my vaginal juices.

I began to hear voices and clapping and looked around to see the studio had filled with people. Trevor was in the front with the other girl, but now there ...

... were almost a dozen other men.

They were hooting and hollering and calling for me to take off my bra. I was tempted to give them a show – I’d done it before – but I didn’t have pasties to cover my nipples. I didn’t want to get arrested for public indecency.

The number wound down and I finished with a split on the floor. Several men crowded around me saying, “You are so hot!” “Babe, you’ve got to do this again!” “Next time, show us your tits!”

Then the girl pushed her way through. Without saying a word, she took my head in her hands and kissed me hard on the mouth. Her tongue was aggressive and literally forced my mouth open. My tongue was submissive and hers lanced it forcefully. Then I felt her fingers on my thong, tracing the line of my vulva through the Lycra.

“Got for it, girls!” “Strip her, Jenny!” “Lay her on her back!” The men got even louder.

I knew this would escalate unless I stopped it. I was bigger and stronger than the girl and easily broke out of her arms.

“Not now,” I said to her. “And not here.”

***

Trevor fell into step with me as I walked from the pole dance studio to the weight room.

“Ryder, what were you doing in there?”

“Pole dancing. I did it in college. Charity events for my sorority.”

“It wasn’t nice watching you, Ryder. All those men were talking about how they wanted to fuck you.”

“It’s just talk, Trevor.”

“Why did you kiss that girl?”

“She kissed me.”

He was quiet for a while. He spotted me while I did a ...