Travis shuffled into the dimly lit strip club, his shoulders hunched and cheeks already flushing under the neon glow. He had come for a drink and maybe a harmless fantasy, but his six-inch secret made every glance feel like a spotlight. Then she appeared—Sasha, all hourglass curves poured into a barely-there dress, hips swaying like a challenge. "First time, handsome? You look like you're about to bolt," she purred, sliding onto the stool beside him with a wicked grin. Travis managed a shy smile. "Just... looking around. What do you like?" Sasha leaned in, her voice sharp and teasing. "Nine inches to really get me going, minimum seven if you want a chance. Anything less and I'm bored before we start." She took his hand and led him to the VIP room without waiting for an answer, her ass rolling hypnotically ahead of him.
Once the curtain closed, Sasha pressed close, her breath hot. "So, shy boy, still curious?" Travis swallowed hard. "Yeah... what gets you wet?" She laughed, low and mocking. "Bigger than what you're packing, I'd bet. My pussy needs something that fills it, makes me drip and beg." Her hand slipped down his pants, fingers wrapping around his already hard cock. She smiled slowly. "Looks like someone doesn't measure up." Travis's face turned beet red, heat flooding his neck. "I... it's not that small," he stammered. Sasha's eyes sparkled with cruel wit. "Six inches? Honey, you wouldn't make it past the cheeks if we fucked doggystyle—my ass would swallow you whole and still ask for more."
She didn't let go. Instead, her grip tightened, stroking him with confident, lazy pulls that left him panting. "Look at you, all horny and sweating already. No blowjob for you tonight—you're not earning that." Travis groaned, hips twitching as her thumb circled the head. "Please..." Sasha's free hand traced his chest. "Beg all you want, but this little cock's only good for one thing right now." Her pace quickened, wet sounds filling the air as he grew slick in her fist. He came hard, cum spurting across her fingers while she watched with amused satisfaction, his body shuddering through the release.
Sasha wiped her hand on a towel, still smirking as Travis caught his breath. "Cute, but we're just getting started—next time, maybe you'll learn what real size feels like."
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