The Sin Twins: Club Ballyhoo - Sex Stories

The Sin Twins: Club Ballyhoo

... shoulders, and he had stripped of black silk wound around his wrists. A shining, cobalt cape distended from his sexy shoulder armor, covering his back. Women sighed, moaned, spewed banal, profane requests, and touched themselves at the sight of him.

The twins waved, simultaneously. “Hi, Geoff. Thanks for the drinks.”

He smiled a closed-lipped, impish smile, giving them a sexy wink, and stood on the stage, a sexual god, drenching pussies with his very presence. Cub Ballyhoo paid the staff excellent wages, and all the staff, especially Geoff, had their pick of wanton women or men, as well as decent medical and dental plans. The twins, however, held double the allure; there was just something extra-naughty about sexy, slutty, blond identical twins.

“Queens and kings,” he said, his voice dripping with sexual honey. “Prepare to be rescued from boredom.” He turned to Ryanna and said, “Hit it.”

The house lights dimmed even further, brilliant rays, shots, and beams of multicolored light sweeping over the stage and venue as Ryanna cued the music, a hard rock number with a driving beat. Geoff, mostly known as Prince Charming, went into his routine. Relaxed, confident, graceful, and the stuff that wet dreams were made of, his body’s movements were mesmerizing, and the audience responded with enthusiastic arousal, saying naughty, suggestive things, worded in ways that would make the crassest man blush. He let his billowy shirt be stripped from his torso, fine, hard ...

... muscles bristling as he danced.

Unlike most of the other dancers, Prince Charming left the stage early, going through the entire crowd, ensuring that every one of the club’s patrons, man or woman, was given special attention. Lots of audience members had cans of whipped cream at the ready, spraying it on him to lick off or on themselves, to be licked off by him. Soon after his second dance number began, a soulful, slower song that still had a thundering beat, his harem pants were ripped off by two, overly enthusiastic women, one of which jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his torso, her hands around his neck.

Nonplussed and not at all burdened by a voraciously horny housewife clinging to him, grinding her molten pussy against his washboard abs, Prince Charming lifted the woman upward until her legs straddled his shoulders, her panty-clad slit rubbing against his lips. Still dancing, her pleasured her orally, while he danced, holding her with his muscular arms around her waist. Other women, as if inspired by the first one, mobbed the handsome stripper, shredding his thong, sucking on his cock, their hands caressing his flesh.

Smiling and laughing, he weathered their adoration until the woman he was licking had a massive orgasm. She screamed, wailed, and flailed about, announcing her undying love for him, asking for his hand in marriage. Prince Charming set her back down on her chair, then danced away, eventually making his way over to the VIP section where the twins ...