I love sex. I love everything about it. Having a sex related job would be perfect for me. (I know it’s not easy. Let me fantasize, god damnit.) I can see myself up on stage, working the pole, wearing a collar that says, “his,” meaning Jared, my boyfriend and owner of the club.
Jared is 48, tall dark and handsome. He loves seeing me tease other men. They can’t have me though, they can only admire and slip money into my thong. Extra for having my tits in your face. They’re small but perky and will get the job done.
The lights are low, the music is just right. The customers have great vibes. I’m lighting up the place with my body. I look over at Jared and blow him a kiss. I hoped he was dark as a rock and tucking it behind his belt to hide it. I couldn’t wait for him to use my pussy later.
One of the customers got a little too comfortable with me and touched my tits. Jared reacted immediately and threw the guy right out. That really gets me going. Seeing him be protective over me. I’m his. He gave me a wink and I went right back to it.
Later that night, his dick was in my mouth the second we got in the car to go home. I was moaning against his throbbing cock, tasting his precum. *You’re mine. No one can have you. When we get home, I’m filling your pussy with my cum.* He gripped onto my hair, his eyes focused on the road. *All those men are jerking their cocks thinking of you right now. But your pussy is mine.* I was dripping wet at this point. He worshipped me. He worshipped my body. I was in total bliss and I shoved his cock further down my throat. *fuck I need you right fucking now.* He pulled me off of his cock by my hair and found a secluded spot to park by train tracks. *get out of the car now.*
I was so excited. We’ve never done this before. I’ve always wanted to be fucked somewhere in public. He came around the car and pushed me up against the door, grabbing my hips. I could feel his dick on my ass. The tension in the air had me short of breath. He pushed up my tight stress and pulled down my thong. *you’re dipping all over your legs for me. Beg for my cock. Tell me you fucking need it.*
Please Jared. Please fuck me. I need your big cock inside m–
Before I could even finish my sentence, he slammed into me so fast, I almost screamed. I was already cumming on his dick. When it first goes in always feels the best. *All those men want you but I get to be inside you. I see the way they look at you. They want to do this. They want to be me.* Fuck I never wanted this to end. He pulled down my dress. The car was cold against my nipples which was turning me on even more. I told him to cum inside me. Cum inside my pussy and show me I’m yours. I felt his dick get even harder and start to pulse. I was cumming again at the feeling. He came deep inside me and stayed inside me, moving slowly for a few seconds. I was wiggling with bliss, dripping all over the pavement at this point. He pulled out and I felt his cum slowly dripping from my pussy. *put your panites back on before it all drips out. I’m going to fuck you again when we get back.*
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/a7ii3c/what_if_i_was_a_stripper_and_was_dating_the_owner