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Unexpected Pleasure

A Short Story

By VanimePublished 5 years ago 4 min read
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The music blared through the speakers and I worked my way around the pole as if it was my second instinct. It was all too natural to me. I made my way to one of the customers sitting at the stage. It wasn't until I had wrapped my hands around the back of his head that I realized who it was. My neighbor, Dylan, had visited the strip club that I had worked at, having kept my work a secret from him for a couple of months. I almost froze in my tracks.

Letting the thought roll off my shoulders, I decided to stay in character and continue my work, attempting to get a bit of a tip out of him before moving to the next customer.

By the time I was walking off the stage, Dylan waved at me to get my attention, calling me over to sit at his table with him.

“So…” he began with a smirk on his face watching me as I put my top back on, fastening it in the back. “I never thought I would see you working here.”

“Well, I never imagined I'd see you showing up at my workplace.” I smirked back at him.

He turned his chair toward mine, licking his lips lightly, his gaze meeting mine. “I'm not sure why you would want to hide such a thing from me.” He leaned in close to my air his breath sending shivers down my spine. “Is it too much to ask for a private lap dance?” he whispered, nibbling on my ear lobe just lightly.

Pulling back I stood up, holding my hand out for him to grab and lead him to the back rooms where the lap dances were, giving him a moment to pay for one, then going back into the room picking one of the booths in the back corner.

He sat down in the chair as I kicked off my heels and began giving him a lap dance, moving my hips on him slowly at first, he took off my top, and began to massage my breasts. Looking up at me he gave a small smile, leaning his head back.

“Is it okay if we take things a little bit far?” he asked giving me a small wink. “Or would that be inappropriate?”

Licking my bottom lip, I look at him, thinking for a moment before giving a small nod to my head.

“We can take things a little bit far.” I smirked lightly, and leaned in to plant a deep kiss on his lips.

His hands wrapped around the back of my head pulling me deeper into the kiss, and as he did so I could feel his cock harden underneath his jeans.

I rubbed my hips on his clothed erection, the friction on my area causing a small moan to escape from my lips as I leaned my head back, this allowed Dylan to have full access to my neck, and he took advantage of that sucking and nibbling on small parts of my neck. It wasn't long before he found the sensitive spot on my neck, and I was letting out soft moans here and there as he continued to focus on that one are until he left a mark to be found later for proof of what we were currently doing.

Dylan's hands began rubbing up and down my torso, occasionally massaging my breasts and pinching my nipples and tugging on them. The more he messed with me the wetter I could feel myself getting down there, having already soaked through my panties, I knew I would have to change my outfit for work when I left this private room.

“How bad do you want me inside of you?” he whispered in my ear again sending more shivers down my spine.

“I want you inside of me so fucking bad,” I moaned out, my hips still grinding against his erection. “Please just fuck me.”

With that said he lifted my hips off of him, undid his pants, pulling them down just enough to let his cock out, placing it at my entrance before slowly pushing himself inside of me, making sure I was comfortable before he sped up his pace.

My hips were bouncing up and down and his were coming up to meet me halfway, each thrust harder than the last, moans were sputtering out, but through the loud music luckily no one heard us. His thumb massaged my clit, rubbing it faster and faster with each thrust.

I could feel my climax coming and my nails dug into the back of his shoulders and I threw my head back. I could fill his warm cum fill inside of me as my walls tightened around his cock. Our pace slowed down and eventually came to a stop, before he pulled himself out of me and put his pants back on.

“That lap dance was definitely worth it.” He placed a small kiss on my lips before leaving allowing me to get back to my work.

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About the Creator

Vanime

I love writing, as it has been my passion my entire life, as I would always write short stories as I grew up. I love to write fiction, being anything from erotic fiction, to romance, or horror.

twitter: @vanimethebard

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