The Client

with BenJohn9

He purchased the house for the night.    He asked all the other staff to retire, while I'd "entertain" him on stage. 

I have danced for him before, and I knew he liked the chair routine.

He was clearly pleased to have a front seat view of my backside.

I could almost feel his gaze stinging my ample bottom.  To chose this routine was clearly a good call from customer preference point of view, but was it really the wisest decision?

As I danced, I moved back on him and sat over his lap, close to his torso... I danced, wiggling my arse wild on his thighs and pushing my bottom into his abs.  I could feel his breath on my back, and his eyes roaming over my bottom and waspy waist. 

He slowly yet confidently started to grab my waist and pressing me down on where his penis would be.  I could feel his excitement building against the coarse denim fabric.  The movement pushed the beady jewels that were decorating my shorts into my folds... which, mixed with the erotic movement of my pelvis was starting to get me aroused.   

I then turned expertly over his lap and turned, now facing him.  I continued the dance, now in a half-embrace with him on the chair. 

This pose now gave free access for his mouth to my front side... in no time, he was pecking on my nipple.  I was amazed how dexterous his tongue was!   It managed to hit my nipple directly thru the intricate layers of jewels that adorned my chest.  His tongue felt so hot, wet and delicate.  I felt electric shock at every flick of his appendage.   I barely managed to stand up from his lap, but that only gave him an opportunity to kiss me passionately... 

His kiss was long...   After he was done, my knees gave out and I fell to the floor.   I was panting... I looked up at him smiled, and walked over to his chair on my knees.  It was time for me to fight back. 

I pulled his jeans down in a haste...  Looking into his eyes, I started stroking his shaft with my fingers.

My tongue and mouth soon followed my hand and I was giving all I can on his manhood .

"Darn you're good" he murmured and closed his eyes.   

I could feel him tense up, and his body started to jolt, as he let out of his passion in to my mouth.  

(Take that!)  I was feeling victorious,  when he suddenly scooped me up from the floor and placed me on the chair.   He grabbed hold of my legs, pushing them out , then moved his face close on to my crotch in a swift movement.   

I felt his warm and beast breath on my crotch.  In front of my eyes, he darted his tongue out, almost letting it touch my skin.  I felt so exposed... and vulnerable.  He did not keep me in suspense for too long, and his tongue was doing what it did to my nipples a bit earlier. The sensation was so intense, I was arching my back hard, buckling hard on the chair and coming hard yelling out my orgasm in no seconds. 

I was not given much time to catch my breath.  He picked me up again form the chair, ripped away my jeweled panties and took me on the stage, impaling me on his formidable love lance.

He also took me from behind, he was clearly enjoying the view of my arched back, and my voluptuous bottom being smashed by his rough strokes.  I also did enjoy
being treated like an animal, like his bitch that I was made into.  

Fucked like a bitch dog that I am...

Dominated, and made his thing completely for hours and hours...

Just to be left alone on the floor exhausted...  I hope he felt he got what he paid for the evening. 

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Models---   BenJohn9 @benjohn9.resident  / Hitomi Kotani (hitomi jinx)

Words, Photo ---- Hitomi Kotani (hitomi jinx)