Leon shuffled into the pulsing strip club, his shy demeanor clashing with the neon lights and thumping bass as he nursed a drink at the bar. A woman with an hourglass figure—curves that could stop traffic—sauntered over, her eyes locking onto him like a predator spotting prey. "New here, handsome?" she purred, her voice laced with wit. "I'm Raven, and I don't waste time on the timid ones."
She led him to the VIP room without asking, her strong hand gripping his wrist. Once alone, Leon stammered, "So, what do you like?" Raven smirked, leaning in close. "Nine inches gets me dripping wet and ready for my pussy to take it all. My minimum? Seven. Anything less and you're just wasting my time." Her hourglass hips swayed as she closed the distance, making his face flush.
Leon shifted uncomfortably, his shyness amplifying under her gaze. "I, uh, thought maybe..." Raven cut him off with a laugh. "Thought what? That your little secret would impress a size queen like me?" She slid her hand down his pants, fingers wrapping around his cock, and smiled wickedly. "Looks like someone doesn't measure up. Six inches of hard effort, but not enough to make my ass clench or my pussy beg."
His face turned beet red as she continued the teasing dialogue. "Similar story every time—boys like you think charm compensates, but I need a cock that hits deep, not this shy little thing twitching in my palm." Raven's grip tightened, stroking him firmly while her free hand traced her own curves, keeping control. Leon panted, sweating under the intensity, his body betraying his horniness despite the humiliation.
She worked him faster, her witty barbs mixing with the wet sounds of her hand on his cock. "Feel that? My touch could make a real man blow, but you're already leaking—such a quick study in disappointment." Leon's breathing grew ragged, his 6 inches throbbing as she dominated the moment with unyielding confidence.
With a final twist, he came hard, cum spilling over her fingers in pulsing waves while he panted and sweated through the release. Raven withdrew with a satisfied grin, wiping her hand clean. "Not bad for a warmup, but next time, bring more than excuses if you want my pussy or ass involved."
She leaned close one last time, her hourglass frame towering with promise. "Or maybe you'll learn what it takes to earn a real blowjob from a woman who knows her worth."
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