Size Queen’s Tease

Leon stepped into the pulsing lights of Velvet Nights, his pulse already racing. The air smelled of perfume and sin. A busty brunette in a barely-there red dress locked eyes with him from the bar—curves that could stop traffic, a knowing smirk on her lips. "New face," she purred, sauntering over with hips swaying like a challenge. "I’m Vivienne. You look like you need the VIP treatment."

She didn’t wait for an answer, grabbing his hand and leading him through velvet curtains into a private room. The door clicked shut. "Pull it out," she ordered, voice sharp and playful, arms crossed under her full breasts.

Leon’s hands shook as he unzipped, revealing his six-inch cock already half-hard. "What… what do you like?" he asked nervously.

Vivienne giggled, eyes sparkling with wicked amusement. "Usually eight inches and up, darling—something that can really stretch my tight pussy and make my ass clap. But you? That cute little thing might earn you a handy if you behave." His face turned beet red. She stepped closer, strong fingers wrapping around his cock, stroking slow and firm. "Look at this modest cock twitching for me. So hard already, yet so… underwhelming. Bet you’re horny enough to drip just from my touch."

She pumped faster, her free hand tracing her own curves. "Mmm, feel how wet I’m getting just teasing you? My pussy’s dripping at the thought of a real man, but you’ll have to settle for this. Panting already? Good boy." Leon groaned, sweating as her grip tightened, witty barbs flying. "That’s it, stroke my ego while I work this tiny cock—imagine if it could handle a blowjob without me laughing. You came here hoping for more, didn’t you?"

Her rhythm built, dirty talk relentless and seductive, until his cock throbbed and he came hard, cum spilling over her fingers. Vivienne licked a drop with a smirk, eyes gleaming. "Explosive for such a small package. Round two might involve my dripping pussy if you impress me."