Cynic at the Strip Club - Sex Stories

Cynic at the Strip Club

... the floor. He stared down at her breasts. This time they were no more than inches away. Her nipples were about an inch in diameter, which were perfect for her natural 32D breasts. Taylor didn’t wait another second and immediately brought his face down to her breasts and put his lips around her nipple and sucked. “Argh! Stop!” Alice exclaimed. Taylor did not listen. With her soft breast in his mouth he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in close. He let go of the one and licked the other quickly before sucking on it. It tasted sweeter than he had imagined. Alice pounded on his back. “This is supposed to be a dance. Stop this or I’ll scream.” She threatened. Taylor let go. Alice backed up a few steps and Taylor wondered if she would bolt out the door. He turned around and sat down on the couch. Alice smoothed her long black hair and slowly approached him. She stepped out of shoes and was back to 5’7. “Let’s try this again.” She said. Her demeanor had changed from unapproachable to working through this unavoidable mess. Taylor leaned back in the couch and let her come to him. She did similar moves that Cherry did, but refused to look at his face and her chest was nowhere near his face. Suddenly, the door popped open and 2 glasses of champagne were brought it. The host seemed satisfied by the surprise visit or rule check as Taylor surmised and the host disappeared again. After 10 more minutes of similar dancing, Taylor was hard, but irritated Alice was hardly letting him ...

... do more than push her harder against his cock. He brought his hands to her ass and she pushed them back to her hips. He tried to feel her breasts but after a second she slid them back down again. Taylor spoke, “Hey I need to check my phone can you sit next o me for a second. Alice looked relieved. Taylor stood up and pulled his phone out of his back pocket. He switched on the camera and turned off the sound. He took a few covert stills of Alice, but they were too dark to be good. He turned the flash on and pointed at her. “Hey have you seen my..” Taylor began acting like it was being used as a flashlight then snap. He captured a photo of her. It wasn’t the best quality but he could tell it was her. “Hey! You can’t do that.” she said reaching for his phone. He grabbed her arm and pulled her fully onto the couch. He set the phone back in his pocket and pinned her to the couch. “I think I’ll dance for you now,” he joked. She was about to reply but he continued, “Remember when you used to cheer? You were always so hot. I never thought-” and as he said this he grabbed her bra off the floor with his other hand while still holding her arm with the first hand. “-I would be able to see you like this Alice. I don’t know why-“ he let go of her arm and used his hand to open up her jaw, she started to scream but he shoved the lacy bra into her mouth. “-you let yourself be put into this position.” He finished. Her screaming was muffled and the music was loud, but Taylor pushed the cushions ...