Short Stories: Sarah’s Sexy Encounter!
Short romantic story about a teenage girl whose passion for dancing makes her meet the true love of her life. Read how Sarah meets Joe in a night club while strip-dancing to her favorite song. Sarah’s life is a mix of romance & erotica, which will bring you to ecstasy!
Sarah walked alone to Foxy Hoochies, and let herself in with her friend Alia’s key and disabled the alarm. She purposefully let the door open as the other women should be arriving in any minute.
The dim lights were on and the place looked dark and dry. Soon enough, the men would file in and fill the space. Booze and whistles would flow while the women parade out wearing next to nothing and entice all men present in the room.
She wasn’t an exotic dancer exactly but a waitress who secretly performed when no one was looking. Nonetheless, she would love to tempt any man at this point. Being an outgoer, she was open to the concept of casual sex. Hell, she was beyond casual and intensely into routine sex. Not a day passes without a man in her bed. She knew most of the visitors physically at the bar and didn’t have to go far for satisfying her demons. Her favourite spots were the owner’s bedroom upstairs (She slept with him multiple times to make this room available to her) and the women’s bathroom.
She made her way through the empty club and meandered up on the stage. Her fingers grazed the shining metal pole in the middle of the stage. She had decided to let go of her fear and be the lead pole dancer tonight. It was her day to strip in front of a roomful of men. She stripped of her clothes and walked to the music system in her string bra and bikini. She flipped on the lights and the music, and resumed her place at the pole. She closed her eyes and made her hips sway slowly. She tossed her head from side to side and speared both the hand through her dark brown hair, winding the long strands between her fingers. She turned slowly and gripped her hips arching her back and sticking out her ass sensually.
The lessons in strip aerobics her friend had given her had been expertly learnt by her. Her sexy-as-devil friend used to take off her clothes for a living until she ventured into club business. She cruised toward the pole and rolled her body against it. First her valley between the breasts, then her abdomen, and finally hers legs.
Curling one calf around the pole, Sarah clutched it with one hand, arched her back, and threw her head backwards. She lifted one of her hands to her thighs, gripping lightly before she caressed her waist with feather-like touches and way upwards caressing her breast and the collarbones.
Biting her lip, she let the button on her bar free from its hole, and exposing her assets for those eyes that held hunger. Heat flushed all through her body.
While still performing and swaying her hips, she moved her free hand lower and caressed her pubic area. Grabbing the pole tight with the other hand, she swirled still rubbing the spot and looking at the audience upside down. Slowly, she arched up, letting her hand disappear behind her panties. Mouth falling open, she swung her hips in a rhythm and moved her fingers in circular motion growing her desire furthermore.
The ache between her legs grew hotter, and she rocked her hips to ease the ache. It only made her throb more. She needed a physical body to take away the throbbing. She turned clinging to the pole and rubbing her breasts to the metal. A man lurked in the shadows watching her with desire.
Her heart thumped even hard and her pu** harder. “What do you want?”
He stepped closer to the stage, “You. Are you available?”
“Well, I don’t think this looks I am not,” she grabbed her breasts with her hands and started rubbing it with her palms.
The guy sauntered closer and pushed her to the pole. “What’s your name, belleza?”
“It doesn’t matter,” she moves her hand to his asset and confirms his desire. In case he was a rapist, she didn’t care much in the moment. Without wasting any time, she pulled his clothes off and helped him to get to the peak of his desire.
He turned her and pushed the valley of her breasts to the post. After getting the protection in place, he took her nip*** in his finger and rolled it while her gasp echoed in the room and released a hot charge of desire through her body. Fuck, yes. Exactly as she wanted. Sucking in a shocked breath, her body stiffened, legs parted wide, and she moaned when he pierced through her leaving a burning sensation at first and then complete pleasure.
Her body tried to suck him further, and once he was gone, she clenched around him. She was sore in some interesting places. But that didn’t stop her from aching once more, especially as he rocked into her body.
“Faster,” her desperation spoke. She moved her hand and held him at his waist bringing him closer.
Rocking hard and shaking harder, they released at the same time making the experience more erotic. He pulls himself out and collapses on the floor. She lets her hand go off the pole and sits on his lap.
“I did too.”
“Will I see you tomorrow?”
“If you want,” she saw some spark in his eyes conveying the message that he was interested in her. For the first time in her life, she was interested in a man too for more than one night stand.
She was rocking her hips and arousing him with desire. “If you don’t stop, I might take you again today instead of waiting for tomorrow.”
“Do I look like I would say no?” She turns and straddles him rubbing her wetness to his hard rock looking forward for round TWO!
END: She found a man she finally dated and spent all the nights together.