My Private Dancer Part 2 - Sex Stories

My Private Dancer Part 2

Several weeks had passed since our first encounter. I had gotten very busy with work and it was hard for me to get away. Luckily, I was able to sc**** together some free time over the weekend. I made another trip to the club, and sure enough, there she was. I could talk until I'm blue in the face about how lovely she was, but you would have to see it to believe it. The way she moved, the way she danced, none of it can be put into words. I watched her from a distance as she did her thing on stage. Then, I moved in a little bit closer to see more. When our eyes met, I saw a the widest smile I had ever seen grow upon her face. Her entire face lit with elation and ecstasy, and I knew instantly that she was happy to see me. She made her way over to me and gave me one of the biggest hugs I've ever had in my life. You would think we hadn't seen each other in years with the way she did it, though it had only been a few weeks. I hugged her back and gave her a long, deep, passionate kiss. Her lips felt like velvet when they pressed against mine. We made our way to the bar to have a drink and make up for lost time. She told me how much she missed me and how much she enjoyed our previous encounter. I told her that I felt the same way. We continued to chat together, we drank and laughed a lot. I knew she had other customers that needed attention, but I didn't care, and at that moment, neither did she. She was used to men getting sloppy d***k and acting foolish toward her, but I never ...

... did that. She found that very admirable and attractive about me. I was so glad to see her, even though we had just met a few weeks ago. When we talked, the time just flew by, and it seemed like there wasn't enough time in the day. After some time, our conversation got sexually charged. We just couldn't resist each other. The sexual chemistry was there and we both knew it. She told me that she loved how naughy and kinky I was. That she never had a man be so attentive and passionate toward her most intimate spots. I told her that it was a pleasure and that it has always been one of my dirtiest fantasies. I let her do her thing, and had a couple of drinks while I watched. She would smile and bat her eyes at me from time to time, and I loved that. Once again, she took me home with her when she got off work. We were practically tearing each others clothes off and kissing so passionately. With the way she chewed and sucked on my bottom lip, I didn't think there would be anything left. I loved the way her tongue felt as it danced inside of my mouth, when the tips of our tongues met, I became so aroused. The two of us kissing and groping each other made my cock grow in my pants. Her skin felt so soft, smooth, and warm in my hands, and she smelled so good too. After all of the kissing, touching, and hot, heavy breathing, she took me to the bedroom and pushed me down on the bed and demanded a 69. She said: Oh god baby, I wanna plant my ass and pussy right on your face while I suck that ...