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Measuring Up in the VIP

Measuring Up in the VIP

Travis shuffled into the dimly lit strip club, his cheeks already flushing at the thumping bass and swirling lights. He was the shy type, never one to command attention, especially not with his modest six inches tucked away. Then he spotted her: Lena, an hourglass vision with curves that could stop traffic, striding toward him like she owned the room.

"First time, handsome?" Lena purred, her voice laced with amusement as she sized him up. Travis stammered, "Yeah, uh, what's your type?" She leaned in close, eyes sparkling with wicked intent. "Nine inches to really satisfy me, minimum seven. Anything less and I'm bored before we start."

Intrigued despite himself, Travis followed her to the VIP room, heart pounding. Lena wasted no time, her strong hands unbuckling his belt with confident ease. "Let's see what you're working with," she teased, sliding her palm down his pants. Her fingers brushed his hardening cock, and she smiled slyly. "Looks like someone doesn't measure up. Six inches? Cute, but my pussy needs more to get dripping wet."

Travis's face turned beet red, sweat beading on his forehead. "Similar story every time," Lena continued with a sharp laugh, her hourglass hips swaying as she pressed closer. "Guys like you think they can handle this ass, but you'd never make it past the cheeks in doggystyle. I'd be left horny and unsatisfied."

She wrapped her fingers around his cock, stroking it firmly while her free hand teased her own wet pussy through her thong, making it glisten. Travis grew harder under her touch, panting as she built the rhythm. "Feel that? My grip's stronger than your little package," she quipped, her dialogue cutting deep with wit.

The tension peaked as Lena quickened her strokes, her body pressing against his. Travis groaned, his cock throbbing until he came hard, cum spilling over her hand in hot spurts. She watched with a satisfied smirk, not a hint of submission in her stance.

Lena wiped her fingers clean and straightened up, leaving Travis breathless and exposed. "Not bad for a warm-up, but next time we'll see if you can last longer than that quick bust."

This was only the start of Travis learning just how deep her standards ran.

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