The Sin Twins: Double Dare - Sex Stories

The Sin Twins: Double Dare

... Instead, she downed three shots at the bar, in less than five seconds, which elicited thundering applause from the rocker-boys.

Grabbing three fresh ones, on the house, she grabbed the tray and model-walked to the stage where Jack was seated. This time, she went hog-wild, swaying her hips from side to side, arching her back to make her boobs jut out, and elongating each step to make the sexy curvature of her toned behind all the more dramatic and sexy.

“Miss me?” she cooed as she took the set next to her date. “I signed up to audition, and Emma will call me when it’s my turn. Tonight, call me Ivy; that’s my stripper name.”

“Ivy?”

“Yep, because I’m poison. Just ask your friend, Kevin.”

“Ex-friend. He wasn’t happy that I fucked you and promised to take you to a strip club.”

“His loss,” she purred, snaking one hand off the narrow ledge that lined the stage's perimeter to drop it onto his crotch. “Is that beast ready for my ass, yet?”

Tina made quicker work of the plethora of drinks than Tara did with Kevin and his friends' cocks. Within minutes, she’d drained the multitude of glasses and was nursing her beer. The Pumphord twins were known for their partying ways, and the women’s tolerance for booze was legendary in college.

“Take out some bills and tip the dancers, Jack. That’s how they make their money. Don’t be stingy.”

Giddy, horny nervousness began consuming Tina’s mind. She was both equally ready to run and ready to openly finger her swollen, ...

... throbbing clit right there. Luckily, just as she was preparing to surrender to Tara, taking the chores instead of following through, Emma’s voice came over the speakers.

“Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, we have a special treat for you. Straight from a private, oppressive Catholic school, looking to discover the joys of sex… as well as give the priest some major wood at the confessional… I present the beautiful, horny Ivy, dancing for the first time, anywhere, here at The Emerald Club.”

“Oh, that’s me! See you in a few. Tip me good, and I’ll let you cum on my face after you fuck my ass.”

She kissed him, pleased that he didn’t turn his head after she sucked the cum out of his cock, and took the stage, feeling more erotically charged than timid. Gasping but quickly recovering her composure, she stopped, momentarily, when a vibrant, blue spotlight shone on her. She timidly smiled and gave the patrons a shy wave before glancing at the stage, catching Emma’s eyes, and nodding.

Suddenly, the cumulative effects of all the booze and her sexual fantasy finally bearing fruit, all of Tina’s trepidation dissolved into nothingness when the notes of her first song pounded out from the speakers. Doing some tribal-inspired half-stomp, half-prance to the metal-core music she’d selected for her first song, Tina swayed over to the stage, a brief moment of doubt possessing her. Exorcised with a broad smile and the hungry, horny eyes of dozens of men, as well as those of the professional ...