Breaking the Rules - Sex Stories

Breaking the Rules

... Moments later, the sound of a bell came over the speakers, followed by upbeat, but subtler music than what played in the club outside. The walls must be partially soundproofed, as only the bass heavy beat came through with any clarity from out there, leaving the almost jazzy music inside the room to be easily heard.

As the song started, Anders entered the room, still shirtless as they had left him. A smile crossed his face as he locked eyes with Elena, one which she felt compelled to return.

He began his dance, getting up close and personal with each of the girls, but not touching them. Eventually, he turned around, placing his hands at his sides. In one smooth motion, he pulled his shorts clean off, revealing the crocodile-print T-string thong wrapped tightly around a... sizeable python.

Elena's eyes were transfixed on his package as he continued to dance. She watched as it bounced this way and that, its weight shifting slowly, indicating a hefty trouser snake. This time, he did include touching in his dance. Starting with Hayley, he put his left leg on the back of the chair behind her, hovering his crotch maybe 15 centimetres away from her face, he took her hands, tracing them along his abs. Sinking lower and lower, her fingertips danced along the V-shaped ridges where his obliques met his transversus abdominis muscles before curving around his waist. Reaching around, her hands closed on his ass, giving it a few slaps and squeezes.

The dance wore on, and he ...

... moved to Naomi. Clearly out of her depth, Naomi was at least a good sport with Hayley's ideas. She likely realized, as Elena did, that Hayley had a sixth sense for these kinds of things. To that end, she sat there, red in the face and eyes darting all over the place, as Anders gyrated himself before her. She let out a squeal as he took her hand, gently placing it on his pecs, then letting go.

She was still for a moment, then her hand began to explore a little, gliding over the stripper's chest. After a few moments of this, she timidly pulled her hand back, eyes glued to her knees, which were locked tightly together.

Taking it in stride- literally- Anders danced his way over to Elena. The knot of nervous anticipation that had been forming in her gut burst all at once. She was suddenly very okay with this. It was innocent, just a strip show. No different than porn, really, it just engages all of the senses. Or... she mentally stammered, most of them.

Anders was before her now, his hot body tantalizingly close. Elena couldn't keep her eyes off of him- his thick arms, solid torso, large, bouncing... He pulled Elena to her feet, turning to face away from her and pressing up on her. His almost entirely naked body was pressed up against Elena's- she could feel the muscles shifting under his skin as he continued to dance, rubbing himself up on Elena.

"Woooo!" Hayley cheered. "Take off that thong!"

The stripper took his time following her request, instead resuming what he ...