"Do you always pick me because I give the best blowjobs or-----?Tracey asked as she unzipped my pants.
"No. I pick you because you are the only fuckable whore here...Ugh!"I groaned as she wrapped her fingers around my cock and pulled it out. It throbbed as she placed it on her chest.
Then she pressed it against her chin.
"I don't understand why you gotta pass by here before going to your fancy club. Do you do this so you don't nut quickly?"She said, her voice nasty and low.
I didn't reply, all I wanted was to feel my cock inside her mouth. I reached out and squeezed her tits together with my palms. Her nipples were hard as pebbles. I loved the way her chest rose and fell. Then her lips parted slightly---enough to make my heart pound. My fingers traced the edges of her bra, and I felt electric shots pass through my body.
"Are you ready?"Tracey teased as she rubbed my cock slowly. It jerked, precum beading at the tip. I played with her nipples, twisting them, just hard enough to make her gasp."You are talented with those hands, no wonder they employed you at that club."
"Not as talented as you are. You know how to rub my cock just the way I want it."I grinned. My hips rocked forward, pressing my cock on Tracey's chin. It left a shiny trail of pre-cum drawn on it. I felt her breath hitch and the heat of her skin as my tip brushed against her lips.
"Tracey please. I want to shove my cock inside your mouth."My voice was rough with a desperate growl. My cock twitched harder with the need to be inside her.
Her eyes shimmered brightly as she slowly parted her lips. Her tongue peeked out, just enough to wet her lower lip. That alone was enough for me to push my cock inside her warm mouth.
I felt Tracey's warm wet saliva as her mouth enveloped my cock. Her tongue pressed on the undersides of my cock, her cheeks hollowed.
Then I felt her lips tighten around my cock with intense pressure."kmmm!-----"
I felt a primal force within me. Like a beast had been stirred.
I jerked my hips forward violently as I began thrusting. Fuck! She felt good.
Kloff---kloff----klofff. I thrust hard ruffling my fingers into her. I held her head with both hands, each thrust harder than the previous.
Tracey muffled moans as her throat struggled to keep up with my movements. I could see her eyes watering, her cheeks bulge and her throat working desperately.
"Ughhhh!!"I groaned as the first spurt of cum erupted from my cock and hit the back of her throat with a force that made her body tremble. Her mouth seized as she tried to swallow.
"I'm not done baby----Agh!!"I tightened my grip on her hair. Another thick rope of cum hit her throat."Fuuucckk!!!"
She swallowed it---- her throat fluttering, her lips engulfing my cock as streams of cum dripped from her lips. I loved how her throat constricted around me, the sound of her muffled moans and the way her lips clung to my cock. It always sent pleasure vibrating through me.
The last shudder left me, then he pulled my cock out from Tracey's swollen, wonder-working lips, with a wet obscene pop.
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The strip club was already buzzing when I got there. I found the other guys already oiling themselves inside the dressing room. Others were jerking off watching porn on their phones or laptops. The reason was so that we wouldn't get hard whilst dancing for the horny ladies who couldn't help but touch us. And of course they paid for touching, it was never free.
That was the reason I always passed by Tracey's. I didn't like jerking off.
A short girl with glasses, big boobs and a nice bubble butt walked in. She was the Manager and supervisor.
"Cupid, you're late as always. Get ready, you hit the stage in ten."she snapped.
Cupid was my stage name. I removed my clothes and slipped into a custom underwear, which was tight enough to show the outline of my cock.
"Ain't you jerking off bro?"XXX Dawg asked.
I grinned at him."I have already jerked off."He grinned back knowing I was lying.
I applied the oil on my body which gleamed and highlighted my mascular build. I went to the gym for moments like this.
Ten minutes later I was on stage dancing to a slowed hip-hop and RnB song. The ladies went wild chanting my stage name. There were all types of women. Tall, short, Milfs, petite, blondes, brunettes, ebony. All of them had one thing in common. They came here because they were horny.
I spotted my target. A beautiful red-hair wearing an expensive fur coat. I danced my way towards her. She looked at me with eyes sparkling with lust. I positioned myself above her chair.
"I know you want to feel the texture of my body so you will have to pay up,"I whispered in her ear, letting my body and seductive perfume work their magic.
She slid two hundred dollar notes into my underwear. Cheers erupted all around us. I gave her a lap dance moving in slow rhythms. Then her hand ran up my thigh slowly and stayed there for a few seconds.
"Go on,"I encouraged her. She giggled then went all the way up, touching my abs, my chest then her fingers brushed my mouth. I parted my lips, sucking her fingers one at a time. I could feel her shivering beneath me. She wanted me inside her so bad.
"Damn, you're so hot Cupid. I wish that my husband was a hunk like you,"she purred.
"Meet me in the V.I.P room,"I whispered in her ear, biting it gently for effect. She nodded.
I nodded at the Manager. She knew the drill. The woman would pay a thousand bucks to have sex with me in a secret room.