Stripper's Surprise

CHAPTER 1 "You've got a gorgeous ass," he told her in a loud whisper. Immediately the boss observed what was happening. He came over instantly. "I run a respectable place here," he told her, "and I'll thank you if you won't wiggle your ass over the customer's drinks." "I'm sorry," Linda giggled. She moved away from the customer. But his eyes never moved away from her. For he was thinking about her every erotic second. She went back to her routine. She straightened up and reached up as if she were clawing at the ceiling. She wiggled her ass at the same time. Then she bent over once more and shook her hips vigorously. As the lusty blond man watched the beautiful brunette wiggle her bottom, he could just picture his p***s sliding into her asshole. He knew this was exactly what she was trying to do. And his erotic imagination was indeed aroused. However he had a hunch that the owner of the topless-bottomless place was getting uptight. Maybe he was worried about getting his c**k up there tonight. Maybe he sensed that the brunette girl felt something for him. It gave him a certain feeling of exaltation. When her dance was over and the rock group took over, it seemed as if the entire show had collapsed. For Linda had a way of making everything come alive when she was in the spotlight. She always could pick up some extra money if she found a guy who got especially excited as he watched her wiggling. She made it a point to notice the mens' responses. It wasn't difficult to find out the men who were turning oh. The blond man's flushing complexion told her what he was feeling around his crotch. Linda had him figured for a good price. But her boss was concerned. For he knew very well the rules and restrictions that had been imposed on his dancers. There was to be no fraternizing with the customers. It was not supposed to be a lure or come-on for prostitution. And this was what bothered Tim. He had tried his best to keep a respectable place. But some of the girls in their selfish desire to make money obviously didn't care one bit. That night when Linda finished work, sure enough the young blond stud was hanging around the place for her. Tim went over to him and told him off. "I don't want you dating any of my girls. I run a respectable place. It's artistic dancing, not a front for prostitution." "Yeah, she's got a real artistic ass," the blond man chuckled. He went out. But that wasn't going' to be the end of him. He parked his car in the parking lot and waited for the beautiful bottomless dancer to make her exit. When he saw her leaving the place, he followed behind her car. When he was safely a couple of blocks away from the club, he tooted his horn and waved at her. She turned back in surprise. Finally, she parked her car and got out and went over to talk to him. "I'm sorry," Linda explained nervously, "but I can't date anybody from the place. I was only kidding tonight when I wiggled my ass over you." "You shouldn't tempt a guy like that," he warned her. "You really got me thinking." "Maybe we could have coffee together," Linda reluctantly agreed. "I'm Bill," he smiled, "and let me tell you something, Linda; you've got an ass on you that I'd like to photograph." "You don't kid me, Bill," Linda told him bluntly, "you want to have s*x with me. Look, I may be a bottomless dancer but that doesn't mean I'm a hustler." "I never said that you were," he laughed. "It was a very artistic performance." "Yeah, that's what I am," Linda laughed, "an artistic dancer. I'm glad you can appreciate that fact." "Sure I can," he replied, "but you don't know what it does to my balls. When I look at you wiggle your ass, I have one thought in mind." "Don't tell me it's photographing it," Linda chuckled. "You know what you want to do with me. Bill managed to talk her into coming over to his place that night. He promised all he would do would be to photograph her beautiful body. "I'll pay you fifty dollars an hour to have pictures of you," he told her when she began disrobing. That was what he wanted to do. Get her clothes off. Linda nodded and accepted the money gladly. When she pulled off her panties and bra and stood before him stark naked, he began giving her positions he wanted her to get in. "Stretch out across my bed," he told her, "and let one leg dangle to the floor. That's it." "On my stomach?" she questioned him. "Yes, baby," he told her. "I want to catch some nice pictures of your breasts and your bottom." Linda stretched out just as he told her to. She was lying on her stomach, raising herself up so her bosoms were fully exposed. At the same time the outline of her ass was beautifully displayed, with one leg falling to the floor. Bill took a couple of pictures of her. But finally he told her he was feeling hot. "Around your crotch," she told him. "Look don't take your clothes off. You said you wanted to photograph me. I'm sure not interested in taking pictures of you in the buff." Bill paid no attention to what she was saying. He hastily removed his shirt. Next, he unfastened his belt, unzipping his fly. As he pulled off his pants, a startled Linda got off the bed. "What are you trying to do?" she demanded. "It's hot in here," he smiled smugly. She glanced between his legs when he took off his shorts, Sure enough, his huge c**k dangled magnificently. She walked over to him and began gently massaging it. "You like to play with it?" "In a way," she smiled. "How about sucking me?" he suggested. Linda nodded. Bill stretched out on the bed. He spread his legs conveniently. She got down there between his legs and played with his balls. She pulled his huge c**k to her mouth with her free hand. Then she let her pink tongue tip slide over the head of it. "That's what I like," he told her. "Oh, baby, you're wonderful." He was deriving an enormous amount of pleasure at this point. For it was obvious to him that Linda was going to give him an excellent blow job. The talented bottomless performer let her mouth move from the head of his shaft to the base. She continued tugging on his testicles, adding to his excitement. "Suck me," he insisted. "That's the way, baby. Suck my c**k. Suck it good." Reaching out, Bill guided her head. "Suck it slow," he told her, "make it last." Linda slowed the tempo of her mouth action. She knew how much he enjoyed it and she wanted to give him every moment of erotic satisfaction that she knew how, "Now you're doing it," he told her. "Oh, baby, suck me. Suck me good." All at once Bill's c*m exploded. As the hot stream of white c*m surged in her mouth she sucked vigorously. "Eat it," he told her. "Suck me dry." Bill's hot c*m tasted good to Linda. When she had finished blowing him and pulled her mouth off his c**k, she looked up at him with a happy smile across her face. "Did you like it?" "You know it," he nodded. He didn't waste time with words. He began sucking on her bosoms. Linda loved the way his tongue worked around her bosoms. Then Bill let his tongue slip from her bosoms down to her p***y. He flipped it back and forth across her slit. "Yes, yes," she prompted him on. At this point his tongue slipped into her v****a smoothly. She loved the feel of his tongue licking and lapping at her hot p***y hole. "Eat my box," the bottomless dancer begged. "Oh, lover, lick it." Bill knew what to do. He let his tongue flip up and down her love button. Then he added another surprise. He eased his index finger up her asshole. She loved the feeling of his finger gliding up her behind. At the same time he went on dipping his tongue deeper into her willing p***y hole. Bill went on licking and lapping and loving her p***y. And she loved it more every moment. "Eat it," she cried enthusiastically. "Oh, baby, lick it." His hot tongue continued penetrating her p***y until she was juicing. "It's juicing," she exclaimed. "Lick me. Oh, baby, Suck my p***y juices." Bill was more than willing to accommodate her lusty desires. He let his tongue lap up her sweet p***y juice. Finally he withdrew his tongue from her p***y box. He looked at her adoringly. "Oh, baby," he told her, "you know what I want of you. I want to slip my pecker up your asshole. That's what I've wanted ever since I met you." It bothered Linda to have him talk like this. It was true she got a big charge out of wiggling her buttocks in front of men at the bar. However, as far as anyone ever driving their peckers up her behind that was another story. "Nobody ever f****d my ass before," she shrugged. "Virgin ass," Bill exclaimed. "Oh, that'll be great. I know it will be tight." "What are you talking about?" "It's just this, honey," he exclaimed. "I am an ass man. I like to f**k the ass more than anything else. A lot of women at these topless-bottomleas places have been all f****d out. Their ass gets loose when it's overfucked." "That wouldn't be the case with me," Linda assured him. "But I'm not certain I want you to do it." "Think about it," he smiled, He rolled her over and began caressing her buttocks. "I think it's just your streak of perversity," she told him. "I've sucked you and I'll let you f**k my p***y. But damn it, I don't want you stabbing that huge thing of yours up my ass. Isn't anything sacred?", "I don't think your asshole is sacred," he told her. "It can be used for f*****g. Let me show you." At this point Bill mounted Linda's behind. He applied some of his own spit to his p***s shaft. When she raised up her ass cheeks in an open' invitation for him to f**k her, he accepted it. Grasping her buttocks he quickly rammed his thick p***s up her rectum. "f**k it," he told her eagerly, "f**k it good, baby." He pumped his long, hard c**k right up her ass, It was tight all right. He was really enjoying drilling her butt. "f**k it, baby," he told her enthusiastically. "Twist your tail for me." He was driving it into her with deep, driving c**k stabs. "Oh, yes, yes," she urged him on. "That's how I like it. f**k me." His long hard c**k went on jabbing her. She loved it. She enjoyed the sound of his balls slapping against her bottom as he rammed, At this point he bent over. He reached out to grip her breast. He pinched her n*****s as he went on assaulting her asshole. Linda finally found she was enjoying it. At first the pain was terrifying and she hated it. Now it was becoming erotic and pleasurable. He could feel his balls tingle as he went on sliding his thick prick up her behind. Linda's ass muscles squeezed his c**k. She twisted her hips around. She wanted to provide all of the erotic excitement she knew how. "Give it to me, Bill," she urged him on. "f**k my ass. Go ahead, f**k it." It was a new erotic experience for the beautiful bottomless dancer. She was beginning to understand why men were so fascinated by her swinging bare behind. She figured that it was a dangerous erotic weapon. Perhaps she had been much too generous to swing her ass as wildly as she had done. "Keep your ass moving," he told her eagerly. "That's how you do it. Come on, f**k it off." All at once his hot white juice shot out of his p***s head. "I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly. "Oh, baby, milk my dick." His hot white juices shot out of his c**k in a steady stream. She twisted her hips and squeezed her ass muscles. More sperm spurted from Bill's p***s. When he'd finished f*****g her ass, he slowly withdrew. It was much easier sliding out of her c*m-slick asshole than it was forcing it in. He slapped her buttocks playfully and complimented her. "You make a super ass fuck." "Maybe that's why men look at me so strangely when I swing my butt," she shrugged. "Naturally," he laughed. "Why do you think men like to look at a bottomless girl." It all seemed easy for Linda to understand now. Time and again she had wondered why men would beg for her to bend over. Now she caught on. "Maybe I'm performing a service," she laughed. "You are," he acknowledged. "When men look at your gorgeous body they can leave their wives alone. They can go home and figure they're f*****g you when they're screwing them."