Cynic at the Strip Club - Sex Stories

Cynic at the Strip Club

... conveyed they were twins. They clearly weren’t. As Taylor examined Bentley’s body he noticed she had a few tattoos scattered across her body. Bentley leaned in close to his ear and whispered, “How would you like a 3-some?” Kendra lowered into a squat position, which must be quite arduous in 6 inch heels, but she probably saw it as an opportunity to work out. Her lowering put her in a position that had her looking up at Taylor’s face. She smiled and began to rub his thigh with her hand. “It would be so much fun,” Kendra said. Taylor was starting to get hard. Bentley stroked his chest with her manicured finger tips. She smelled sugary. He looked at her hefty breasts from the corner of his eye. They were both wearing black, matching lacey lingerie. “Well ladies,” he began, “that sounds like a great idea.” He saw Kendra’s smile broaden from sultry to wide and genuine. Bentley’s hand left his chest and grabbed his arm. “Let’s do it!” she squealed. Taylor smiled politely then added, “But let me get a few drinks in me first.” Kendra actually looked hurt. “Aww you don’t need drinks..” she pleaded, but Bentley had already let go as though she was ready to move on. Taylor half grimaced half smiled, “Don’t get me wrong, you’re gorgeous. I just got here though.” Kendra’s face bounced back to a smile. “I’m coming back for you mister,” she said then stood up and strode away with her ‘twin.’ Taylor looked back at the stage, the song had changed and another girl was on the stage. She was ...

... facing the back of the stage so he could not see her face. She looked taller than the others. Unlike the majority of the girls here, he could tell her skin had not seen the likes of a tanning booth. Even in the dim red light, the color stood out. Her hair was black and long. She swayed her hips as her hands gripped the pole in front of her. Then suddenly she was up in the sky, and consequentially upside down on the pole. She gripped the pole with her thighs on the pole as she spun around it. Then she leaned back up and gripped the pole with her hands again. This time she was descending the pole with just her upper body strength holding her as she floated around and down. People had taken to tossing money on the stage as she was approaching no one on the sides. Her top had already been taken off, but her red panties were still clinging to her hips. She finally strode her way to dance near where he was sitting on the stage and he could see her breasts clearly. They were large, but not too firm looking, perhaps a 38C or 32D. Taylor looked up at her face, but she was looking down at someone who was depositing money on the stage. She looked his way. Her light eyes met his. Her calm, pleasant demeanor immediately vanished. His eyebrows rose. ”Is that… is that Alice?” he thought to himself. She quickly picked up her money and her bra and swiftly exited her stage. The song hadn’t even ended yet. The DJ quickly ended the song and called up another dancer. Taylor sat up and tried to make ...