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We turned on some music, turned on some lights, and I started to dance. Honestly, I'm not much of stripper, but my experience is that it's not really skill that guys are interested in.
Andre was on one end of the sofa. Tim was on the other - plenty of space between them - and Michael was on a chair on Andre's other side. Andre had tucked his cock back in his boxer-briefs, but wasn't wearing anything else.
Tim and Michael were fairly raucous. A whooper or a cheer when I took my shirt of, "show up your tits" as I undid the back of my bra, but Andre, he just sat there watching me. Still, calm, confident. Every time I looked at him, I swear, I felt it in my stomach and all the way down into my pussy.
When I was down to my panties, still holding my bra on but with it unbuckled, I looked at him. "Hard yet?" I asked.
"Why don't you find out?"
I tried to play it off, backed against him lap, rubbing my ass against him. He liked it, leaning back and lifting his hips a little. Yeah, he was hard. Not super hard, but well on his way, and I could tell what I was doing was working.
I backed off of him, let my bra drop. Approving cheers from Tim and Michael, still that calm, even gaze from Andre. I spun around, toyed with the edge of my panties, teasing them, was I going to pull them off?
"Do you want to see my pussy?"
Whoops and hollers from Tim and Michael. "Show me," from Andre. It wasn't a request, it was a command. I turned away from him, bent over, and dropped my panties.
"Now come over here," he said. I did. I straddled him on the sofa. He put his hands on my hips, and I began to give him a little lap dance, grinding down, not too hard, on that cloth-covered cock. I'm sure he could feel how hot and wet my pussy was.
"Now take it out."
I don't know how I managed to not do exactly what he told me that second, but I wasn't going to give in quite that easily. I slid down him, rubbing my breasts down his chest, and stomach, until they were pressing against the bulging front of his underwear.
I planted an open-mouth kiss on his stomach, then looked up at him.
"What did you want me to do?" I asked.
"Take. It. Out."
"Say please."
"Please."
And so I did. I slipped his underwear out and that cock, that glorious cock, was sticking straight up. This was, wow. I don't know, nine inches? I didn't have a ruler. But thick. Solid. I knew I wanted it in my mouth.
But I wasn't going to let him know that right away.
I know myself better now. I know that when I see a big beautiful cock I want to suck it. And when I suck it I want to fuck it. But I didn't know that then. I thought I had more control about where this was going ...
I kissed my way down his stomach, along the inside of his hip bone. Down in the crack between his leg and the side of his glorious balls ... but I didn't touch his cock, even as he spread his legs wider. I worked my way with open-mouthed kisses around the inside of his thighs. Darted my tongue out under his balls ... his breath was coming in shallow, tight gasps.
"You're right," I said. "It is big. What do you win?"
Andre didn't answer right away. But Tim did: "Put it in your mouth."
I looked at him and smiled, then looked back up at Andre, that massive cock between my eyes and his. And his just smiled.
Tim again, "Put it in your mouth."
To be continued ...
Andre was on one end of the sofa. Tim was on the other - plenty of space between them - and Michael was on a chair on Andre's other side. Andre had tucked his cock back in his boxer-briefs, but wasn't wearing anything else.
Tim and Michael were fairly raucous. A whooper or a cheer when I took my shirt of, "show up your tits" as I undid the back of my bra, but Andre, he just sat there watching me. Still, calm, confident. Every time I looked at him, I swear, I felt it in my stomach and all the way down into my pussy.
When I was down to my panties, still holding my bra on but with it unbuckled, I looked at him. "Hard yet?" I asked.
"Why don't you find out?"
I tried to play it off, backed against him lap, rubbing my ass against him. He liked it, leaning back and lifting his hips a little. Yeah, he was hard. Not super hard, but well on his way, and I could tell what I was doing was working.
I backed off of him, let my bra drop. Approving cheers from Tim and Michael, still that calm, even gaze from Andre. I spun around, toyed with the edge of my panties, teasing them, was I going to pull them off?
"Do you want to see my pussy?"
Whoops and hollers from Tim and Michael. "Show me," from Andre. It wasn't a request, it was a command. I turned away from him, bent over, and dropped my panties.
"Now come over here," he said. I did. I straddled him on the sofa. He put his hands on my hips, and I began to give him a little lap dance, grinding down, not too hard, on that cloth-covered cock. I'm sure he could feel how hot and wet my pussy was.
"Now take it out."
I don't know how I managed to not do exactly what he told me that second, but I wasn't going to give in quite that easily. I slid down him, rubbing my breasts down his chest, and stomach, until they were pressing against the bulging front of his underwear.
I planted an open-mouth kiss on his stomach, then looked up at him.
"What did you want me to do?" I asked.
"Take. It. Out."
"Say please."
"Please."
And so I did. I slipped his underwear out and that cock, that glorious cock, was sticking straight up. This was, wow. I don't know, nine inches? I didn't have a ruler. But thick. Solid. I knew I wanted it in my mouth.
But I wasn't going to let him know that right away.
I know myself better now. I know that when I see a big beautiful cock I want to suck it. And when I suck it I want to fuck it. But I didn't know that then. I thought I had more control about where this was going ...
I kissed my way down his stomach, along the inside of his hip bone. Down in the crack between his leg and the side of his glorious balls ... but I didn't touch his cock, even as he spread his legs wider. I worked my way with open-mouthed kisses around the inside of his thighs. Darted my tongue out under his balls ... his breath was coming in shallow, tight gasps.
"You're right," I said. "It is big. What do you win?"
Andre didn't answer right away. But Tim did: "Put it in your mouth."
I looked at him and smiled, then looked back up at Andre, that massive cock between my eyes and his. And his just smiled.
Tim again, "Put it in your mouth."
To be continued ...
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