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October 19, 2009

Sexy Stripper's Pleasing Striptease
Image courtesy of Only Tease .

Is there anything more enticing than a sexy stripper's pleasing striptease? There's just something about a woman giving you just a taste of what she has to offer that will drive you round the bend. Check out Only Tease to see what I mean and then read this week's story for sexy tale of teasing.

Some say stripping is degrading to women.

I disagree.

A flash of a breast here, a lush ass in a thong, and a swivel of the hips, and you can have any man eating out of your hand.

A bachelor party had rented one of the private rooms. There would be expensive scotch, cigars and I was the piece de resistance.

With my blonde hair, perky breasts and double joints, I get a cool grand for every party I do.

I entered the room in a very demure outfit: knee-length skirt, white blouse, black stockings and tie. My hair is back in a bun. As the music beats around me, I hear the catcalls of the men and

I smile, undoing the Velcro that holds the slit of my skirt closed.

They see the hint of a garter that holds the top of my stocking in place as I brace my legs apart. I hear whistles as I move towards the pole on the stage. I take the pole in my hands, arching against it a few times and then free one hand. I release my hair, letting it fall down my back as I shake it out. Some of the men go silent and I smile saucily, knowing they are in my spell.

One tug and my skirt is gone, revealing my garter belt and lace thong.

The men whistle holding out twenties and fifties. I lower myself, taking their generous offerings.

Walking forward on the stage, I peel of the blouse, revealing my breasts in the matching black bra.

More money comes out and more men go silent as I arch my back and move my hips in a slow seductive rhythm

As I peel off my bra, I know that in that moment they are my slaves.

Posted by sloth at October 19, 2009 1:01 AM

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