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The Stripper Kiss
🕑 Added 2024-01-05 18:41:47 +0000 UTC
"Hey pal, where are you going? What are you supposed to do after this fucking day of plenty of stupid jobs and stress? Please come here and keep having a little bit of fun; there is just a great night to spend with your friends; don't be such a stupid, boring guy," Rick says. With a hint of discomfort towards his friend's bored attitude, he and the rest of the group were sitting on a table, sharing their stressful day jobs, and trying to forget this for a lot of fun and joy in the bar, with plenty of lights and lust from the hot table dancers swaying their hot-toned derrieres on stage.
"Shut the fuck off!" Matt shouted out at his friend, with a sort of concern in his voice and disdain dripping out from his tongue. from the plenty of things that he has been into with his friends, this one is one of the worst.
"Why just don't come here and enjoy these hot ladies swaying their asses on stage? Just look at them," said one of the guys sitting with Rick and the rest of the group, smiling and drinking a can of beer.
"Oh man, this is heaven," he replies with so much enjoyment, tasting the sweet nectar and the beautiful look of the wonderful women dancing on stage.
"Well, good for you to be able to enjoy women's objectification; this is the gruesome world when we live," Matt replies to his friends with a look of discomfort on his face, looking at how they enjoy this show and the fact that this contributes to objectifying women, a thing that Matt has been despising for so long, considering his belief about respecting women and not treating them as sexual objects.
"Oh, c'mon, don't be shouting out again with your typical bullshit of respect and that fucking crap, please." One of the guys shouted at his comment; the noise and the music made the conversation very difficult between them.
"Yeah, man, we are there just by letting loose and just don't be thinking about annoying things like jobs and stressful morality lessons from you, so please, Matt, just sit and enjoy," Rick says, giving Matt a beer, with the hope to just sit there and enjoy a moment of fun and relax.
"The moment when you said about a fun moment, I thought into another place, but this fucking shit," he replies coldly, looking around the bar with absolute disdain.
"You know what? I'm done. Have a nice night." Matt couldn't stand there any longer, and with his anger and frustration growing at a steady pace, he just turned and made his way towards the exit, not before taking a visit to the bathroom for a little brief urgency.
"I almost forgot to piss; that fucking soda is killing me," he says to himself, finally releasing what he has been holding for over an hour.
"Oh, finally," he says with a tone of relief, adjusting his pants and making his way towards the exit, thinking about the sort of gruesome behavior present inside this place, the exhibitionism, the lack of morality—everything about this place makes Matt wrinkle in despise.
"Hey boy, what happened to you?" A woman says to him in a sultry tone of voice. Matt shocks to see a woman inside the men's bathroom, his eyes scanning every kind of her curvaceous and very plastic body, massive tits, incredibly tiny waist, cocksucker lips, and a look of her plastic face that exudes sex. In fact, everything about this woman says sex, and a lot of plastic work in the string bikini leaves nothing to the imagination.
Matt is shocked to see this plastic exhibitionist woman standing in front of him, and even worse, she is inside the men's bathroom. "Hey, miss, what are you doing here? is the men's bathroom, ma'am." He replies, There is more about this woman that seems Matt very unwholesome, and not because of her evident sensuality whorish look, there is more about her that could be described as strange.
"Oh boy, you are so fucking boring; just take a look at her marvelous tits." She grins and strips the tiny bikini top off, leaving the garment to fall to the floor, her massive tits exposed, caressing her thick nipples with her slim hands.
"I think this might help you to relax a little bit, don't you?" She giggled, rubbing her nipples, and a moan escaped from her mouth. Matt was shocked to see this sort of exhibitionism from a woman. How could someone be disrespectful to herself?
"What the hell is that? Tell me the truth. Is Rick right? Did he tell you to come right there??"He says it in a concerned tone. "I'm not going to waste time on this, sorry," he coldly says as he is about to leave when the woman takes him by surprise and devours his lips with her plump ones in a very deep kiss, so stunning and marvelous that it seems like an eternity.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING WITH YOU?" Matt broke the kiss, shouting out at the oversexed stripper in front of him. The stripper grins at him with wanton desire, rubbing her tits with both hands.
"You like it, right?" The stripper says, looking directly at his crotch, that a tent forms between his legs. In fact, Matt finds himself very aroused; for some reason, maybe the kiss was too much for him to handle.
"Oh sh*t, what did you do to me?" He cannot help but caress his throbbing manhood with his hand; the ragging erection pushes hard through the fabric of his pants.
"It seems like your body has some needs to satiate, baby. I think this could be hard for you, so conservative and moron, but look at your dick, which is growing big and hot." She grins at him, looking at his raging erection. Matt cannot help but stroke his ragging manhood with his hands, feeling the hardness of his erect member.
"God, what's wrong with me?" he thought, unzipping his pants and stroking his manhood with wanton desire. His mind focuses on just one thing, and there is pleasure.
"Oh boy, you are so horny; let me help you." The striper says, kneeling through his manhood and giving him a blowjob with so many skillful maneuvers from her naughty mouth.
"Oh god, I don't want this; I don't." He screams in utter joy, his worries slipping away from his mind; the fog of pleasure overcomes him entirely; there is no space inside his mind but pleasure this slut gives him with her well-experienced tongue.
"OH GOD, YEA." He moans, considering his current state of mind, that he is unaware of the changes in his physique, for example, his hair growing long and luscious, into a mane of blond hair cascaded to his back, or his face morphing, turning feminine, his nose becoming tiny, his eyes turning long and with a vapid look, his round face turning oval, his lips plumping, forming a permanent O. There are such kissable and cocksucker lips.
"Oh sh*t, yes...yes..." He screams in utter joy as he feels his manhood spurting hot loads of semen; he can feel his dick releasing his sperm directly to the slut, naughty mouth.
"God yes, yes, yes." He moans in utter joy. There is not only the pleasure affecting his thoughts but also his body, his entire body shrinking, losing fat and muscle, and turning more feminine by the second. He didn't notice his chest expanding at an alarming rate, a massive pair of tits hanging from his chest, his ass inflating, gaining shape and tone as his fat beer disappeared entirely, turning into a flat, sexy stomach.
His dick kept spurting more loads from semen directly to the stripper's mouth, draining his balls to the max, leaving his masculinity by the second, turning into a wet dream fantasy like her, sluty and very horny, his thoughts erasing completely as foreign slutty ones invaded his mind, and sex and lust filled his entire brain by the second.
"What is this? This is not me. I don't think like this. What are these nasty thoughts invading my mind?" He screams in utter bliss, an electric shot of pleasure assaulting his body while his dick spurts his last remains of masculinity before shrinking into nothing, leaving in its place a wet tunnel with so much need to be impaled by a big veiny cock, his entire mind replaced by the new ones to match with this new slutty creation.
"MMMM is complete," the stripper says, finally swallowing all the masculinity from Matt, leaving a hot, slutty nympho instead.
"Oh, god, I'm so fucking horny." The slut purred down, looking at the stripper standing in front of her. "It's normal to see why you are so horny; you're going to get so many dicks once you get on stage. Remember, it's your turn, Lexi.
At that moment, Lexi reminds me of anything; she works here as a stripper, and she is hottest, judging by her oversexed physique; wearing nothing but a yellow string bikini, the top barely covering her nipples, leaving the rest of her massive tits fully exposed; the same is true of her toned butt; she is as much a whore as her friend, which is giving her an orgasmic massage to her hungry pussy.
"Oh yeah, I love dicks so much," Lexi giggles, rubbing her shaved pussy with her hand, feeling the wetness of her naughty cunt and moaning instantly.
"We can do it later; first of all, it's time to show that fucking body on stage, my love. Go kill'em all with your sluttiness." Lexi's friend says, slapping her tight ass, making Lexi shudder in pleasure. She heads towards the stage; her audience awaits her, and she needs a big cock to fill her pussy.
