Marcus shuffled into the neon-lit strip club, all six feet of him radiating awkward energy as he clutched a drink and avoided eye contact with the dancers. A woman with an hourglass figure that could stop traffic spotted him immediately, her hips swaying like she owned the room. "Tall drink of water looking lost? I'm Lena, and VIP's calling your name tonight," she purred, grabbing his hand with confident strength and leading him past the velvet rope.
In the private room, Lena locked the door and circled him like a predator, her voice sharp and teasing. "Most guys brag about their inches, but you? Let's see if that six-footer compensates downstairs. I've had cocks that stretched me wide—thick ones that made my pussy drip for days, guys who pounded my ass until I was panting and begging for more. How's your stamina holding up, shy boy?" Marcus swallowed hard, already hard under her gaze, his nerves mixing with sudden horniness.
She dropped to her knees with a wicked grin, unzipping him and pulling out his cock. "Six inches—manageable, but I've taken bigger and made them cum screaming. Think you can last?" Before he could answer, her mouth enveloped him in a wet, dripping blowjob, tongue swirling expertly as she worked him. Marcus's hands fisted at his sides, sweating and panting from the intensity, his body betraying him in seconds.
He came with a groan, cum spilling into her mouth after barely thirty seconds. Lena pulled away just in time, eyes wide with surprise, a string of saliva and cum connecting them. "Well, that was... efficient. Freebie since it didn't take long—didn't even get my pussy wet."
"I last longer the second round," Marcus blurted, cheeks burning but voice steadier than expected. Lena smirked, rising with effortless poise and wiping her lips. "Whatever you say, quickshot," she tossed over her shoulder, strutting out the door.
The door cracked open again moments later as another stripper peeked in, apologizing profusely before backing out. From the hallway, Marcus faintly heard Lena's laugh: "Less than half a minute—can you believe it?" Their giggles echoed, leaving him flushed and exposed.
Marcus zipped up, the sting of her words lingering like a challenge that promised far more than one quick encounter.
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