Leo stepped into the dimly lit strip club, his six-foot frame towering but his nerves making him feel small. The pulsing music and flashing lights only amplified his unease about his average six-inch cock, wondering if anyone would notice his hesitation.
A busty brunette in a barely-there bikini sauntered up, her curves demanding attention as she flashed a knowing smile. "First time here, tall guy? Name's Vanessa. You look like you need the VIP room—private, no crowds, just us. Interested?"
"Only if you promise not to laugh at the nerves," Leo replied, matching her wit with a grin. They headed back, his cock already hardening with each step as Vanessa's ass swayed ahead of him. "Nerves are cute, but let's see what else is rising," she quipped, leading him inside.
In the plush VIP room, Vanessa straddled his lap without hesitation, grinding her hips against his growing hardness. "So, what are you into?" Leo asked, voice low amid her rhythmic moves. She laughed sharply, "Size queens like me usually chase the big leagues, but your six inches? I'll ride it hard and make you forget the inches. Horny enough yet?"
Her grinding intensified, his cock straining as she reached down to free it, her pussy already wet and dripping through her thong. Vanessa took control, sliding to her knees for a teasing blowjob that had him panting, her tongue working expertly while she murmured witty jabs about his "perfect handful." Sweating now, Leo gripped her ass as she stood, shedding the thong and mounting him, her strong thighs pinning him while she rode with confident thrusts.
"Fuck, your cock feels good deep," she gasped, pussy clenching as she came first, then urged him on until he exploded, cum spilling inside her amid their shared panting. Vanessa dismounted with a smirk, already hinting at round two.
"That was just the warm-up—next time, I'll show you why size queens always come back for more."
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