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The Size Queen's VIP Tease

The Size Queen's VIP Tease

Leon pushed through the velvet curtains of the strip club, the air thick with bass and perfume. His eyes landed on her immediately—Raven, all curves and confidence, her busty frame barely contained by a shimmering black bikini that hugged her ass like a promise. She spotted him and sauntered over, hips swaying with predatory grace.

"New face in the crowd," she purred, stopping inches from him. "Or just another guy hoping the lights hide his nerves? I'm Raven. What's your story, stranger?"

"Leon," he replied, trying to match her smirk. "Just looking for a little escape."

She laughed, sharp and knowing. "Escape? Honey, this place is for diving deeper. Follow me to VIP if you want the real show." Without waiting, she grabbed his hand, her grip firm, and led him past the main floor to a private room draped in red silk.

Once inside, she turned, crossing her arms under those heavy breasts. "Alright, Leon. Pull it out. Let's see what you're working with."

He hesitated, heat rising. "What... what do you like?"

Raven's eyes sparkled with wicked amusement as she stepped closer, her voice dripping with tease. "Twice that size, darling. At least. I like a cock that makes my pussy ache just thinking about it—thick, long, the kind that fills me up and leaves me dripping. Not some average stub that barely grazes the spot."

Leon's face turned beet red. She noticed, grinning wider. "Oh, look at you blushing already. Go on, show me that hard little cock of yours."

He unzipped, revealing his 6-inch erection. Raven tilted her head, circling him like a cat. "Six inches? Cute. But I was hoping for something that could actually stretch my ass or make me beg during a blowjob. This? It's more like a tease than a thrill."

She wrapped her hand around it anyway, stroking with expert pressure. "Hard for me already? Pathetic and eager. Bet you get off quick when a real woman touches you." Her fingers pumped faster, her free hand tracing her own curves. "Imagine me riding something twice as big—panting, sweating, my wet pussy clenching while you watch, horny and useless."

Leon groaned, hips bucking. "Fuck, Raven..."

"That's it, small guy. Cum for me," she commanded, her tone strong and unyielding as she jerked him harder. He came with a shudder, cum spilling over her fingers. She wiped it off with a smirk, already plotting the next round. "Not bad for a preview. But next time, you'll need to earn more than a handjob."

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