It was my first night of dancing and I was so excited. I had found the perfect slutty little outfit. Black lingerie and fishnets, real trampy clothes. I had practiced so no one would know that I was a wreck and I was ready for the club. You were the first man I saw when I walked out on that stage. An older gentleman, you just screamed money. I decided to set my sights on you. I licked my lips as I swung on the pole. You motioned me over flashing a stack of bills. Lap dance, you said. I had never done a lap dance in my life. So I just moved to the music, squatting my smooth little pussy right over your lap and twerking that ass. I could feel the heat rising from your linen slacks as your cock strained to touch me. I let you steal a lick from my tits and whispered in your ear how hot you were making me. I could feel my own pussy begin to tingle as I got down and dirty, practically fucking you right there. I dipped and ground and moved like I was fucking you. I could feel the huge bulge in your pants as your breath increased in my ear. I ran my hands down your thighs, my thumbs discreetly grazing your nuts. You grabbed me by the waist and pumped my ass vigorously against your crotch while the other men cheered. I could feel your precum ooze through the thin pants as you came right there. I discreetly slipped you a linen napkin and a smile as you pressed a wad of money into my palm.
I was feeling my power. I went on to fake-fuck so many men that night. My reward was a pile of cash and a soaking pussy that needed Daddy to fuck it good when I got home that night!!!
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