Lenny pushed through the heavy velvet curtain of the downtown strip club, his palms already slick with sweat. The dim lights and pulsing bass made his nerves spike higher; he had never done anything like this before. A woman at the bar caught his eye instantly—an hourglass figure poured into a tiny black dress that hugged every curve, her hips swaying as she gestured him over with a single crooked finger. She led him straight to the VIP lounge without a word, her ass rolling hypnotically ahead of him. Once the curtain closed behind them, she turned with a sharp smile. "First time? You look like you're about to bolt. I'm Sasha. Relax, handsome. What's your name?" Lenny swallowed hard. "Lenny. And yeah, it's... obvious, isn't it?" Sasha laughed, low and throaty, crossing her legs so the dress rode up her thighs. "Obvious is fine. I like obvious. What brings a nervous guy like you in here tonight?" Their small talk flowed easily after that—her teasing him about the club's overpriced drinks, him admitting he was just curious after a bad breakup. The tension built with every witty exchange, her eyes flicking downward more than once. "You keep staring at my mouth," she said, leaning closer. "Planning to do something about it, or just going to sit there getting hard?" Lenny's breath caught. She reached for his zipper without waiting, fingers deft as she undid his pants. His cock sprang free, rock hard and throbbing in the cool air. Sasha's eyes widened slightly before she smirked. "Five and a half?" "Uh... six," he managed, voice cracking. She giggled, wrapping her hand around him. "Yeah, on a good day sure." She stroked him slowly, thumb circling the head. "Too bad." His cock twitched violently in her grip. Sasha's grin turned wicked as she realized his kink, her own pussy growing wet at the discovery. She stood, peeling off her dress to reveal full breasts and a dripping slit. "Horny little thing, aren't you? Get on the couch." Lenny obeyed, panting as she straddled him. She sank down onto his cock with a moan, her ass bouncing as she rode him hard. "Not enough to fill me, but it'll do for now," she taunted between thrusts, her walls clenching. He came with a groan, cum spilling inside her as she kept moving, sweating and panting until she followed with her own shuddering release. Sasha dismounted with a satisfied smirk, already planning what came next. "Round two's going to be even more fun when I tell you exactly how you measure up."
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