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“Hi, my name is Jewel. Would you like a private dance?" You delivered the words in your sexiest tone hoping to convince the handsome stranger that you were truly a stripper.
A flash of confusion passed over the dark haired man as he set his drink down on the small round table in front of him. The midnight clubs’ thumping music could not drown out the awkward silence that hung between them. You were quickly reminded that doing every dumb stunt that your girlfriends dared you to do almost always led to terrible embarrassment, but you were never one to back down from a challenge. You slinked confidently to him in your five inch stilettos and placed your hands on the armrests of his chair. "I promise I will make it worth your while." You ooze with confidence as you moved your generous cleavage directly into his view.
"You are very beautiful Jewel but..."
You leaned close to his ear and cut him off whispering quickly. "Listen, I don't really work here, I'm with the bachelorette party at the table along the back wall. They dared me to come over here and give you a dance. So, can you please just play along?" You moved your face to his and grinned wide raising your eyebrows at him. A smile crept across the corner of his mouth and he began to lean over to see the table behind you. You grabbed his face with both hands. "No! No! No! Don't look! Then they'll know I told you!" His full lips parted revealing a charming smile. Your confidence swelled as you realized you were about to get your way. You stroked his handsome face and slide your arms around his neck. "Pretty please with sugar on top..." You bit at the bottom corner of your lip and batted your long false lashes at him.
"You really aren't going to take no for an answer are you?" Your eyes widened as you shook your head with a very clear ‘NO’ written on your face. He chuckled and glanced at his watch.
"Okay, you win...Jewel." He spoke your 'working' name with a not so subtle sarcasm to his tone. You did a happy clap as he sat up in his chair. "But, to be perfectly honest with you." He continued. "I knew that you didn't work here as soon as you walked up." You stopped adjusting your red micro dress and put one hand on your hip.
"Oh really? So, what exactly gave me away?" Disbelief rang in your words.
"Well, first off you walked right past a table of businessmen. They are always easy marks in strip clubs." He pointed out the three men who looked to be on an unofficial business meeting. "And secondly, I have spent a lot of time at this club and they have never had a girl as hot as you working here."
Your building confidence suddenly faltered as you felt the heat in your cheeks. "Oh, uh... That's very sweet. Thank you." You smiled at him and momentarily got lost in his piercing brown eyes. Your mind then suddenly shifted to his comment that he spends a lot of time here and you couldn't understand why such a hot guy would choose to spend so much time at a strip club when he could probably get any girl he wanted at a regular bar. You thought about the type of man that would frequent strip clubs and was very grateful that your friends didn't send you to a bald, sweaty, old man that smelled like bad cheese.
"Are you okay Jewel?" His innocent look and mischievous smile made it clear to you that he was trying to toy with you. You narrowed your eyes at him, slowly licked your glossed lips and spun around tossing your mane of hair as you went. Feeling the beat of Ro James “Permission” you slide your French tipped fingers up and down along your bare outer thighs. Your body gyrated like a cobra preparing to strike. As the slow song hit its chorus you slide your red dress up and over your curvy hips revealing your tiny black thong to him. You bent forward and out of his earshot, you whispered to yourself.
"Oh, you're quiet now. Aren't you handsome?" You slowly swayed your hips back and forth seductively over his lap. You looked over to your table of friends and they were quietly cheering you on by pumping their fists and throwing prayer bows in your direction. You closed your eyes and gave them a quick raise the roof hand gesture when you felt the sudden smack against your bare ass. You nearly heard the record scratch in you mind as you stumbled forward, eyes wide, and knocked his drink all over the table. You winced as you heard your girlfriend's laughter from across the busy club. Flustered, you pulled your dress back down with both hands and spun around to face him. You spoke through a smile built of pure embarrassment.
"Okayyy... was that really necessary?" His eyes bounced back and forth from you to your table of still laughing friends. His mischievous grin quickly slid to a look of apology.
"I'm so sorry about that. But, Damn! If you'd been sitting where I was sitting... I seriously think you would have smacked it too." he said.
You were instantly reminded of the countless times that your friends had smacked your butt and marveled over it. They had deemed you ‘The Girl with the golden ass’ last year on spring break. You slowly put your knee on the chair between his legs and put your hands on his chest.
"Okay, listen I'm gonna start over but you have to promise... No more booty smacking!" He looked at you with big solemn eyes, crossed his heart, and held up his two fingers in a silent pledge. You smirked and brought your other knee to the chair spreading his knees apart.
"Oh, hold on Jewel!" You shot him an aggravated look. "Sorry, would you mind standing back up real quick?" You kept your eyes narrowed on him as you slowly lowered your feet back to the ground and stood up. "I figured since we are starting over we should get something out of the way first.” He lifted his hips from the chair and reached into his pants pocket. You stared at him curiously. He pulled out a twenty dollar bill and handed it to you with the expression of a man paying for his lunch.
"Seriously?" You held the bill like you were holding a dead rodent by its tail.
"Oh, sorry is that not enough?" He reached back into his pocket.
"No, stop!” You put your hand on his arm and leaned in close. "You don't have to pay me. This was my idea remember?"
"Yeah, I know but your friends dared you to come over here and pretend to be a stripper. I know the protocol around here, believe me, I need to pay you first." He glanced around the busy club. "If you don't believe me, just look around." You processed what he was telling you and realized that although he was clearly still messing with you, it would look better to your friends if you were able to turn this into a paying gig. You held the bill at its opposite corners and snapped it open. You folded it in half, then in half again. Rihanna’s “Pour it up” began to play and you immediately began to sway to its erotic beat.
You turned and sat directly between his legs and laid back against his chest. You lowered the thin left strap of your dress down your shoulder and gyrated your entire body against him. You slowly lowered the right strap and arched your back hard pushing your lacy black bra out the top of your dress. You turned your face to him and slid the folded bill into the cup of your bra.
"Oh yeah, that's the way." The words moaned from him. You took his hands in yours and moved them across your silky legs, down your hips pulling your dress up to your waist, and over your tight stomach.
"Does that feel good?" You purred the words into his ear. You immediately got your answer as you felt him throbbing below you. You looked him in the eyes and opened your mouth as you maneuvered your bare thong on to the large bulge he offered you. You gripped tightly to the armrests as you grind your hips into him. Lost in the moment you sucked his earlobe into your mouth and moaned your pleasure. You could not believe how turned on you were. You wanted so desperately to take his hand and slide it into your panty so he could feel your excitement. You moved your hand behind his head and into his hair as you continued to rock your hips against his hard ride. Closing your eyes you rode his body like waves until...
"Uh oh..." He spoke the words quietly in your ear.
"It's ok baby, you can clean up afterwards." You continued to writhe over him.
"No! Not that uh oh. Look!" He began to sit up. You opened your eyes and a giant beast of a man in a black suit stood before you filling your vision. You gasped and hugged the handsome stranger. The neck-less goon spoke directly to you.
"You know the rules. No private dances on the floor until Nine pm!" His voice rumbled from him deeper than the bass from the clubs speakers. You released the breath you had held when you first opened your eyes.
"I...uh...I am very sorry sir...I'm... new here."
The handsome stranger you had your arms around whispered in your ear. "Yeah, REAL new here." With the hand that clung to his shoulder you gave him a hard pinch to his arm. He grunted and shook, bouncing you on his lap.
"Just make sure it doesn't happen again! There are open booths along the wall facing the bar." The well dressed gorilla motioned his large head in the direction where your friends were sitting, where at that moment; you easily imagined them having a great laugh at your expense.
"Ok, thank you sir... I assure you it will never happen again!" The sound of relief was clear in your voice. The enormous bouncer, still stone faced, turned and walked away. You turned your attention back to the man whose lap you were sitting upon. "Hey! I thought you knew the protocol here!" You playfully smacked him on the side of his head.
"Yeah, that's my bad. I honestly forgot about that rule. Sorry!" If his look wasn't truly sincere, then he was surely skilled at faking it you thought. You stood up and began to fix your dress.
"Well, thanks for playing along with me. I guess I'm not really cut out for this line of work." You smiled and shrugged your shoulders at the handsome stranger. You wouldn't believe it, but you actually felt a pang of disappointment that your lap dance debut was cut short.
"Hold up, you're not going to leave are you? I didn't get my whole dance." The Handsome stranger scooted to the front of his chair.
"What do you mean? You heard the man. He said we had to stop." You lifted your dress straps back to your shoulders.
"Yes, I did hear the man and he definitely did not say we needed to stop. He said we needed to go to a private booth since it's still only..." He glanced again at his watch. "Eight thirty-five." He looked at you then glanced at something behind you and smiled. "Besides, it looks like someone is waiting for us over there." You turned to see what he was looking at and found it immediately. The large bouncer was holding open the curtain to a booth about two tables down from where the bachelorette party was sitting. He impatiently waved you over when you made eye contact with him.
"Ohhhhh Shit!" You looked back at the handsome man with a frozen mask of concern.
"C'mon! It's only one song. No big deal right?" Handsome took your hand and led you towards the booth. He intentionally walked you in the direct path of your friends table where they were all snickering and gesturing at you. You mouthed the words ‘OH MY GOD!’ to them as you walked past. Once you were in the booth, Handsome gave the bouncer a quick fist bump out of your view before allowing the curtain to fall closed.
As Handsome walked in you realized that this was your first full view of him. He was tall! In your heels you were about five foot five. As he approached you, you could see that he was easily a half a foot taller than you with broad shoulders that tapered down nicely. His outfit consisted of black leather shoes, black business slacks, and a long sleeve white button down shirt.
You twirled a finger in your hair as you watched him begin to purposefully roll up his shirt sleeves to his elbow. You took the opportunity to straighten out your red mini dress that had become a bit twisted from your wriggling against him. You knew that you were out of sight of your friends but you were becoming increasingly shy. It was much easier for you to put on a brave show when you knew you had an audience of your friends, but now in this small ten by ten darkened booth with nothing more than a leather couch and a handsome stranger your stomach began to flutter. You looked down at your hands and played with your manicured nails.
"You're not getting shy on me are you Jewel?" The charming smile returned to his face.
"Me? Shy? No, not at all." You placed one hand on your hip and flipped at your hair with the other trying to convey a confidence that was truly not there. He stood in front of you clearly unconvinced. "Well...maybe just a little. It's just that bouncer kind of threw me off and I'm not exactly sure what I'm supposed to do now." You smiled, wrinkling your nose at him.
Handsome nodded his head and stepped directly in front of you looking deeply in your eyes. He put his hands on your hips and began to slowly sway them to the beat of LuHan’s song Skin to Skin. You could feel the goose bumps forming at his touch. Handsome touched his forehead to yours and began to sway his shoulders as though he was dancing with you. The musk of his cologne reached you and you closed your eyes drifting back to the sexy place you had been before your last dance had been interrupted. You reached your hands around his shoulders and pushed your body against his.
You danced as the song faded into the beat of “Company” by Tinashe. At the start of the new song the Handsome stranger grabbed your hands and lifted them over your head and slipped directly behind you. He ran his lips across your bare neck before lowering himself to the couch. You continued to dance with your back to him feeling the sexiness of the songs lyrics.
"Take your dress off!" His words were far more commanding than a request. Your eyes widened at his words. You managed to keep dancing in spite of your urge to look back at him to see if he was serious. You figured he wanted to see how far you would be willing to go and you were about to show him.
You continued to sway as you reached around and slowly lowered the zipper at the back of your red dress. You turned to him and locked eyes as you slowly lowered the dress from your shoulders, down over your bra, down your stomach, the curve of your hips, until it dropped in a red puddle around your heels. You stepped out of the dress and with your heel kicked it away from you. You felt powerful seeing his eyes drink you in from head to toe. He licked his lips as you stepped to him and turned around dropping onto his lap. You held onto his knees as you grinded into his lap.
Immediately you felt him grow rock hard against you. He was huge and your desire was beginning to feel more like a burning need. You stood back up and shook your perfect ass in front of him. Thanks to six years of yoga you slowly bent yourself down until your head was near your feet. You looked at him with your hair hanging down to the floor and could see his jaw drop. You decided it was time to turn the tables and shock him. You pulled your thong from your hips to the ground in one quick motion. You put both hands flat on the floor and bounced your well trimmed pussy in front of him.
You gasped as he suddenly pulled at your hips with both hands and pressed his mouth against your wet sex. His tongue licked a deep path between your moist lips slowing at your entrance where he bobbed his tongue in and out of you. You were shocked and overwhelmed. You could not believe that this stranger was brazen enough to just take you in this way. With all of the thoughts running through your mind, the only one that was clear to you was that you did not want him to stop. You began to rock your hips, moving his hungry mouth to exactly where you wanted to feel it. As much as you wanted to see his face buried in you, every time you would open your eyes he would find another spot that sent surges of pleasure through your body causing you to squeeze your eyes shut and focus on your balance. As Tinashe's voice faded he mercifully moved his skilled mouth from you, but maintained his firm grip to keep you steady. You lowered yourself to your knees and turned to face him. With your breathing still ragged you looked at him with disbelief.
"Whuh...What... the hell... was that?" you smiled to make it clear you were not upset. The handsome stranger looked at you with fire dancing in his eyes. He grabbed your hand and placed it on his large tool that was fighting to be free of his clothing. Without hesitation you squeezed at him and began to stroke him over his pants. Feeling his girth you didn't know if you would be able to accommodate him, but as worked up as you were you knew you needed to try.
You kept your eyes on your hands as you began to unbutton his pants. As you lowered the zipper his large erection sprang free. You swallowed hard, you had never seen anything like it. You took him in both hands and slowly twisted your hands up his thick shaft. He leaned back against the couch and watched. You brought the head to your mouth and paused looking him in the eyes. His expression was that of a wild animal stalking its prey. You wagged a finger at him telling him no and released him. He shot you a look of pure shock.
Wearing only your bra and heels you climbed up on the couch facing him and straddled his hips with your knees. You reached down and took his bulging erection in your hand and slid it back and forth along your wet clit. The handsome stranger reached around your back and unclasped your bra. He pulled it off of you and had just wrapped his lips around your soft nipple as you slid yourself down onto his enormous cock.
You closed your eyes and opened your mouth as you took him fully inside of you. You felt like your insides were stretching to fit him. It was intense pressure and pleasure wrapped as one. As you neared his base he devoured your nipples with his lips, teeth, and tongue shooting a squeal up through your throat. You placed your hands on his shoulders and used them to help glide you up and down his thick cock. The handsome man took your breasts in both hands and squeezed at them as he circled his thumbs over your hardened nubs. You were so wet you found that not only were you able to accommodate this man but you were now beginning to move your hips faster onto him. Kehlani’s Gangsta had provided the back beat for your sexy ride. Feeling the increase in speed, the handsome man moved his hands to your ass and pulled himself into you on your downstroke sending hot waves of pleasure through your body.
You grabbed his face and brought your mouth to his, hesitating at his lips unsure if you should make this sexy game more intimate than it had already become. The Handsome man sensing your trepidation angled his hips up and began banging you hard from below. You grunted and began to pant feeling his large tool ram into you. You grabbed the back of his head with one hand and crushed your mouth against his. You were able to taste the slightest tang of your essence as you greedily attacked his mouth. Your mouths danced around each other as your bodies bounced in rhythm.
The handsome man stopped thrusting and pulled down on your hips grinding deeply into you. He tightened his already large erection inside of you. You pulled away from the kiss and moaned so loud you feared that you could be heard over the music. The handsome man smiled, wrapped his arms around your lower back and stood up lifting you into the air with his cock still buried inside of you. You held him around his neck as he turned you around and put your back to the wall next to the couch. You wrapped your legs around his waist and held on around his neck. You could not believe how strong he was. As he positioned his hands under your ass you chuckled as you realized you were literally caught between his rock and a hard place. Your laugh quickly turned into a moan as he began thrusting balls deep in and out of you. The sound of your moan shook with the speed of each stroke. You thought that you had rough sex before, but you quickly realized that everything before today was just a warm up act.
You could no longer hear the music over your own whimpers and his heavy panting. He buried his face into your neck and slowed his movement. As you gasped to regain your breath he whispered in your ear. "Lower your legs."
You complied and he held you around your waist as he walked to the front of the couch. The handsome man turned you towards the couch and bent you over. You reached out and grabbed the top of the couch to steady your already shaky legs. As he entered you, you reached back with one hand to slow him down. At this angle you didn't think you were going to be able to take his full length. You clench your teeth and winced as he finally reached his hilt. He slowly rocked in and out, your hips firmly in his grasp. Kehlani sang "My freakness is on the loose, And Running all over you!" as the handsome man leaned back and began the hard fuck. His thighs slapping against your ass provided additional percussion to the songs beat.
Your hands balled into fists as your entire body bounced off of his. You could feel the tingle start to build between your legs, you began bouncing on the balls of your feet to increase the pressure. A squeak in your throat became a wail as your whole body shook with pleasure. Feeling you tighten around him, the handsome man squeezed at your hips and bore down pumping into you with clear purpose. He suddenly stopped and backed away from you. You looked back in horror at his sudden exit.
"Why did you stop?!" You whined.
The handsome man, breathed through his mouth holding up one finger. "Sorry, I wanted to stop before I came inside of you."
You moved like a woman possessed. You dropped in front of him and began stroking his large cock into your mouth. Using both hands you twist stroked quickly at his base while licking and sucking furiously at his tip. You looked into his eyes and immediately felt the first shot hit the back of your throat. His eyes rolled as he released in your mouth. You kept pumping at his shaft milking him for everything he had to give.
You loved his expression of pure pleasure as you sucked every last drop of him dry. The both of you dropped onto the couch fully spent taking a moment to recover. Your panting and racing hearts soon slowed to normal. Then the two of you sat quietly side by side as Grace began to sing ‘You don’t own me’ featuring G-Eazy. You sat up and wiped underneath your eyes. You looked at the handsome man with an expression that clearly spoke the words "Really???".
You shook your head and stood up. The handsome man watched as you gathered your clothes from the floor. Desperately trying to fill, what was quickly becoming, awkward silence the handsome man spoke just loud enough to be heard over the music.
"So, your friends... out at the table... are two of them getting married?" You smiled at him. "I mean... I noticed that two of the girls were wearing veils." You stepped into your panties and wiggled them up your legs.
"Yes, they are getting married tomorrow... to each other." You snapped the elastic of the panty against your hip.
"Wow, okay... this is Seoul’s midnight life after all huh?" He leaned back on the couch to button his pants and hoist the zipper. "So, are all of your friends uh... lesbians?"
"Yeah, pretty much". You spoke very nonchalant. The handsome man tucked his shirt back into his pants looking like he had more to ask. "So... what about...you?"
You shot him a blank look. "Seriously?" You held up your lacy bra and shrugged. "No. They are a lot of fun, but strictly friends." He nodded with a smile.
"So... you've never... with your friends... You know? Experimented?" He watched you as you dressed.
"No, but that doesn't mean that they don't try... All the time!" You smiled and wrapped your bra around your chest. "I am a bit curious I suppose, but I would never hookup with any of my friends... That would just be weird." You clasped the bra at your chest then spun it around to your back and slipped your arms in the straps. The handsome man looked at his watch and stood up.
"Well, I've got to tell you that you just made my night Jewel. You're amazing!" he said.
"Well, I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a pretty amazing experience too...uh..." The handsome man shook his head quickly realizing.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. My name is..." You cut him off quickly.
"No! No! Nevermind! No names. I really don't think that would be necessary at this point. As you might have guessed my name isn't really Jewel either." The handsome man shot you a look of faux surprise and smiled.
"Okay, well in that case why don't you just call me Namjoon or Joon for short. Plenty of other people call me that." He smiled and reached down to the floor. "Looks like your payment fell during our...song.” He reached the bill out to you and you put your hand up to say no. "Ok, listen don't look at it as payment. If I didn't have to leave for work right now I would have bought you a drink, so please just go get yourself something at the bar." You studied his kind face and once again took the bill from him.
"A drink huh? I think I could use a couple of drinks right about now." He smiled and reached for the curtain. You stopped him. "Are you sure you don't have time to join me? I'd be happy to replace your drink that I spilled."
"I really wish I could, but if I don't go right now I'll be late to work. Besides, I was only drinking water." He grinned and walked out closing the curtain behind him. You were startled when he quickly stuck his head back through the curtain. "If you ever want that experiment to happen I know a girl that would be thrilled to be your first." He winked and snapped the curtain back closed.
You stood for a moment, trying to gather your thoughts. What had you been thinking?! A smile slid across your face as you pictured the look on his face when you were on your knees finishing him off. Yeah, it was worth it. As soon as you felt put back together you walked out of the booth and glanced over at the table of your friends. Each of them were smiling from ear to ear. Their clapping, hooting, and hollering felt fully earned in your mind. The brides motioned for you to come over, surely wanting to share in every juicy detail.
You pointed at the bar and tipped your hand to your mouth. You knew you were going to need a double before you could even think about admitting what had just happened. You stood at the edge of the bar waiting for the bartender to make his way down to your end. You found your gaze being drawn towards the far exit of the club, wondering if Handsome had already left. The bartender finally arrived, placing both his hands wide on the bar, leaning forward. "What can I get you ma'am?" You were startled from your thoughts, turned to the bartender and reared back with wide eyes. Once again your table of friends laughter drowned out the club's hammering beat. You closed your eyes and shook your head as their laughter tapered. Smiling you slapped his twenty down on the bar.
"Two Negroni’s please...Joon!”