Leo hesitated outside the pulsing neon sign of the Velvet Lounge, double-checking the address his college friend had texted. "You sure this is right?" he typed nervously. Her reply came quick: "Get in here, shy guy." He stepped inside, scanning the bar and lounge for any sign of her, his heart racing. Suddenly, a familiar laugh rang out from behind the counter. "Leo! Over here, dummy." She bounced her full D-cup breasts playfully as she waved, clad in nothing but a tiny thong that left little to the imagination. "Wait, you work here as a bartender? I had no idea," he stammered, face flushing. She smirked, strong and confident. "Surprise. Now come on, I want to show you something special upstairs in VIP." As they climbed the stairs, Leo's sweatpants began to tent embarrassingly. "Is there a hidden door up there? Free food maybe?" he joked weakly. She glanced back with a wicked grin. "Maybe later, if you behave. Or are you already too horny to think straight?" In the dim VIP room, she pushed him onto the velvet couch and straddled him, her ass grinding slowly against his growing hardness. "Think you can handle this?" she teased, her voice sharp and playful. "Or is that cock of yours already throbbing too much?" "I... uh," he managed, sweating. She continued, biting her lip as she looked back at his hypnotized stare. "Don't bust on me yet, college boy—this ass isn't done with you." "Bet you can't last two minutes without painting those shorts," she challenged, grinding harder. "Pussy's getting wet just watching you squirm." "Hold it in, big shot—no cumming until I say." "That hard-on feels like it's ready to explode any second." "Keep panting like that and I'll know you're close to dripping cum everywhere." "My ass is owning you—don't you dare release early." "Horny much? Your cock's twitching like it wants to cum right now." "Warning me yet, or are you about to open fire without permission?" "Sweating bullets? Good, means my grinding's working." "No blowjob for you if you bust too soon, loser." "Feel how wet and dripping I am? All for teasing that shy cock." "Last ten seconds—don't you cum on my ass!" Leo groaned, "I... uh," as she stopped and stroked him through his shorts for five intense seconds. He came hard, cum soaking the fabric. "Oh?!" she squealed in a high pitch, smiling triumphantly at his beet-red face. "Told you to warn me."
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