Chapter 1: The VIP Tryout
Leo stared at the glowing text on his phone, double-checking the address for the third time. "You sure this is right?" he typed to his college friend Mia. The reply came instantly: "Yes, dumbass. Get in here."
He pushed through the heavy doors of the dimly lit strip club, the bass thumping like a heartbeat. Scanning the bar and lounge, he saw no sign of her—until a familiar laugh cut through the haze.
"Looking for someone, or just admiring the view?" Mia called from behind the counter, her D-cup breasts bouncing as she leaned forward with a wicked grin.
"Mia? I didn't know you were a bartender here," Leo stammered, cheeks flushing.
She smirked, wiping a glass with deliberate slowness. "Full of surprises, aren't I? Come on, I want to show you something." She grabbed his hand, leading him upstairs to the VIP section. "Is there a hidden door? Free food or something?" he joked nervously.
"Maybe later, if you earn it," she replied, her eyes flicking down to his sweatpants, which were already starting to tent. "Shy much?"
In the private lounge, Mia pushed him onto a velvet couch. "So, Leo, think you can handle a real test? How's that cock feeling—hard yet?" Her questions dripped with sexual undertones, sharp and teasing. "Ever wonder what a woman's pussy feels like grinding just right? Or if your ass could stay still under pressure?"
She straddled him, her ass pressing firmly against his growing hardness. "Need to be at the counter?" he asked, voice shaky.
"Sweet of you to worry," she purred, strong hands pinning his shoulders. "But I'm exactly where I want to be. Bet you can't last two minutes of this. Think of it like a tryout for sex." She began grinding slowly, her wet heat seeping through thin fabric, making him pant.
"Fuck, Mia—"
"Shhh. Feel how dripping I am? Horny enough yet?" she whispered, witty and in control. Five more seconds of relentless motion, and Leo's cock erupted—he came hard, cum soaking his sweatpants as he groaned, sweating and panting.
Mia pulled back with a laugh, eyeing the mess. "Gonna have to up that stamina if you want to make the cut, rookie." She winked, standing tall and leaving him breathless in the VIP shadows.
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