Leo hesitated outside the pulsing neon of the Velvet Lounge, double-checking the address his college friend had texted. "You sure this is right?" he typed. Her reply came quick: "Yes. Get in here." He stepped inside, scanning the bar and lounge for her familiar face, oblivious to the figure behind the counter. A laugh rang out, sharp and knowing. "Leo! Over here, dummy." She bounced her D-cup boobs playfully as she waved, clad in a tiny thong that left little to the imagination. "Didn't know you moonlighted as a bartender," he stammered, face flushing. "Surprises are my specialty," she purred, grabbing his hand. "Come on, I want to show you something upstairs in VIP." "Is there a hidden door? Free food maybe?" he joked nervously. She smirked, eyes glinting. "Maybe later—if you earn it." His sweatpants began to tent as they ascended, his shyness making every step awkward. In the private room, she pushed him onto the velvet couch and straddled him, her ass grinding back against his hardening cock through the fabric. "So, Leo, think you can handle a real woman like me? Or is that cock of yours already throbbing too hard?" He gulped. "I... uh..." "Don't worry, you're sweet," she teased, rolling her hips. "But let's make a bet: can you last two minutes without busting?" "Your pussy's so wet already—dripping through this thong. Feeling horny yet?" "My ass is hypnotizing you, isn't it? Don't you dare cum on me." "Breathe, big boy, or that hard cock will explode too soon." "You're sweating and panting—trying not to lose it?" "I bet your cock twitches every time I grind. Hold it." "No blowing your load in those sweatpants, got it?" "Warn me if you're gonna open fire with all that cum." "This ass is too much; don't you bust yet." "Your cock's leaking—don't make a mess." "Last the full grind or admit defeat." "You're flustered already? Pathetic but cute." He managed only a few replies, voice cracking: "I'm trying..." and "I... uh..." After ten more seconds of her relentless grind, he gasped, "I... uh." She stopped, stroking his cock through the shorts for five intense seconds until he released, cum soaking the fabric. "Oh?!" she exclaimed in a high-pitched thrill, smiling wickedly as his face turned beet red. "Round one's mine. But next time, that cock's going deeper—into my pussy, maybe with a blowjob to follow. Ready for the real explosion?"
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