Leon shuffled into the pulsing neon haze of the strip club, his shy frame barely filling the doorway as his eyes darted from the stage lights. A woman with an hourglass figure glided toward him, hips swaying with confident power, her curves demanding attention. "First time, handsome?" she purred, her voice sharp as she sized him up. "Most guys come in here hoping to impress, but I don't play small games."
He stammered an introduction as she led him to a quiet corner, her hand brushing his arm with teasing authority. "I'm Leon," he managed, cheeks already warm. "What... what do you like?" She laughed, low and wicked, leaning in close. "Nine inches to really stretch this pussy and make my ass bounce right. Minimum seven, or don't waste my time—anything less is just cute, not cocky." Her words dripped with challenge, leaving him horny and off-balance.
In the private VIP room, the air thickened with tension as she pressed closer, her body radiating heat. "Show me what you've got, or are you all talk?" Leon's breath hitched while she slid her hand down his pants, fingers wrapping around his hard six-inch cock. She smiled slowly, eyes gleaming. "Looks like someone doesn't measure up. This little thing's barely a snack for a sizequeen like me."
His face turned beet red, sweat beading on his forehead as she continued, voice laced with witty mockery. "Six inches? Darling, that's not even hitting my minimum—more like a warm-up tease than the real deal. No blowjob from these lips for that." Despite her taunts, her grip tightened, stroking him with firm, deliberate pumps that made his cock throb in her hand.
Leon panted heavily, body trembling under her strong control as she worked him faster, her own arousal evident in the way she shifted, pussy growing wet and dripping with the thrill of dominance. "That's it, let it out—show me how quick this shy boy comes undone," she teased, her hourglass curves pressing against him while his breathing grew ragged.
He couldn't hold back, groaning as he came hard, cum spilling over her fingers in pulsing waves, his body sweating and spent from the intense release. She withdrew with a satisfied smirk, wiping her hand clean while he caught his breath.
"Not bad for a start, but we'll see if you can improve next time," she whispered, already hinting at deeper games ahead.
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