The Sin Twins: Double Dare - Sex Stories

The Sin Twins: Double Dare

... dancers, appraising her body, Tina laughed, her chuckling turning to impassioned moans as soon as her high-heeled foot hit the lit-up stage.

Her mind raging, speeding, flitting back and forth from one thought to the next, time slowed down for Tina. She stood stock-still, quickly recovering when her thoughts turned to her twin sister. She’d show her slutty twin and dance like a pro. Reminding herself that it was all about sex, she used her extreme arousal to project horny desire, kinkiness, and enthusiasm. She didn’t just use the pole to execute maneuvers; it was a hard cock to play with, a new lover, a stranger she was seducing while her lover looked on.

Tina was overheating with passion, her sexual essence soaking both layers of panties, and her nipples grew so hard and stiff that they tingled. Her body undulated to the rhythm of the music, her face a mask of fiery lust, as she provocatively teased the customers, snaking about on the tiny stage, writhing in ecstasy. Unknown to them all, she was feeling the intense, erotic emotions of sexualizing herself for the voyeuristic pleasure of others. That’s when her counter-challenge sprung into her mind. She’d torture Tara with the next dare.

By the end of the first song, she’d shimmied out of her skirt, putting her erection-causing ass on display to all. The vest was unsnapped, showing off her taut nipples, somehow seeming ...

... sluttier in the shelf bra. The skirt was high-kicked into the crowd, some lucky pervert taking home a new prize. In the brief moments between songs, Tina stood there, one arm grasping the stripper pole. She wasn't winded; the arousing effects of displaying her nude tits to complete strangers had her panting.

Before the intro music to her second song, a rock anthem, had warbled out, she reached behind her back and tore off the shelf bra, leaving the vest on her torso for an additional, sexy effect. Then, the dollars started flowing, hurled onto the stage by grubby fists, held in the mouths of others, and offered to be tucked inside the waistband. Of course, not being a professional stripper and utterly possessed by needy lust, Tina, dancing under the name of Ivy, didn’t bother to cover her slit. She not only got tipped, but a few audacious patrons ran their fingers over her pubic hair, some of them even fingering her cunt.

Unable to fluidly remove the lacy boy shorts, she tore them off, garnering applause and rapt attention. Her luscious ass mostly exposed, the juice from her flowing pussy making her tiny thong transparent; she humped the pole, almost cumming right on stage. Guys mobbed the stage, somehow instinctively realizing that she was truly a horny slut. Although it was “against the rules if anyone notices,” she let herself be groped, fondled, and fingered while...