The Striper! (femdom Smut)

Y/n's p.o.v

It's my best friend's bachelorette and we've decided to give her a surprise striptease in this famous strip club. The party started with everyone wishing her and shouting at the top of their lungs with cheers filled in their glasses.

Slowly, guys entered our booked room with their shortest clothes on. Teasing every woman in the room, but there was one pretty boy who caught my eye. The quiet one, who's not sure if he should do this, he's uncomfortable with his clothes, fixing his shorts.

My friends approached him, making him grove to the music, his body slowly slays with music, watching here and there. He knows what could happen if one of us liked him. Girls seem to be having fun with other guys, who are seducing them with their every movement.

But my eyes are fixed on him, who doesn't even look at my side. I pick my heavy self from the dim lighting and walk in his direction, slowly wiping other girls from the way. He flinched from my touch as I gently stroked his cheek, grooving with him, slowly making him comfortable.

He's calmed now, since no other woman is there to manipulate his comfort zone. He's trusting me bit by bit. "You're new here?" I whispered in his ear, grabbing every view I can get of him in this dim light.

"Ye-Yes, but how do you?" His eyes are innocent as a kid, trembling under my touch. "I can tell."

"Am I so obvious?" He looked scared. I know what the manager does to the boys who don't do what other stripers are doing. "Hey, it's okay, I won't tell your manager, just relax." He seems relax now, putting his hands on my waist, still uncomfortable with all the seductions from the other ladies.

"It's okay, just look at me. You're doing just fine. What's your name, and why are you doing this type of work?"

"Robbert, I badly need money for my tuition fee."

"What about your parents?" He looks down, not replying. I think I hit the wrong nerve. "It's okay if you don't want to tell me. I'm still an unknown person to you."

"But you're the good one."

"Don't say that. My friends are good too."

"Oh, I didn't mean it--"

"Hey, relax. I was just playing with you." He gets tensed easily, but he's cute. "So, do you live here or--"

"No, I live here." I smiled at him, reaching for the drinks that our waiter just offered us. "Would you like one?" I asked I can't just go and assault him to drink one for me.

"If you want to." He said with a soft grin on his face.

"No, I'll give you this if you want to. You don't have to do anything which doesn't please you." he looks surprised, "No one asks me like this." He suddenly is upset. I gulped down the shot not giving him any.

"If you want to." He said with a soft grin on his face.

"No, I'll give you this if you want to. You don't have to do anything which doesn't please you." he looks surprised, "No one asks me like this." He suddenly is upset. I gulped down the shot, not giving him any.

I decided to sit in the corner where no one can see us. I made him comfortable sitting next to me. He wasn't sure what was happening, fisting his hands, he was crumbling.

"How long have been working here?" I asked as I caressed his cheek, fixing his fuzzy hair.

"One week." He said, ignoring my eyes.

"Did anyone, -- do something to you?" I'm suddenly so worried for him. He's so innocent of all of this. He explained the things that other women did to him, forcing him to drink and spend the night with them. I suddenly saw a mark on the back of his shoulder which was hidden until now.

"Is this?" He instantly got up, ready to leave, but I pulled him back, making him fall on top of me. His eyes look filled with pain and I just couldn't control myself. His lips are so inviting but I can't do it. It would look so bad.

I breathe hard and pull myself back, running my hand in his hair, ensuring him that I won't do something he doesn't want to.

The night is on its lead, boys dancing around me as Robbert's sitting next to me but not closer. I told my friends not to force him, that's why he's talking to all of them making me feel this weird emotion. Am I jealous? I ask myself. I'm hating everyone talking to him like that and him being so sweet with them.

I took off, reaching the drinks counter. I asked for the strong shot, turning to look at his cute face, who was busy talking to others. I saw my girls flirting with him, fixing his hair, and playing with his soft skin, but I lost it when one of them kissed him. "That's it!"

I walk towards him, erupting with anger and jealousy. Making him stand up by my force, I pressed my burning lips on his. He's as shocked as others and I am. Why did I? I told him I wouldn't do something he wouldn't want me to, but that's what surprised me more? He kissed me back.

Replying with his wet lips, sliding his hands on my body. I released and looked at him with disbelief. "I'm so--"

"You don't need to be."

"But I could've done more than this. I wanted to."

"Well, me too." Is he playing with me? I looked at him with the biggest question written on my face.

"Are you --- sure?" I asked, before pulling him to my room. He nodded cutely, which was a hint to pull him with me. I ran holding his hand to my room, laughter echoing on the empty floor.

I locked the door, looking at his cute and shy self. Stepping towards him as he took one step back with my one step forward. He's backing up until he reaches the end of the bed and falls on it, making me stare at him from upside.

I slowly dive deep to his level, reaching to his lips and his chest. Slowly making my seat on his abdomen, I kissed his soft lips with his closed eyes. I move back my lips to see him, and if he's okay with this.

I saw his eyebrows crunching and asking for something. "Are you okay with this?" I asked as he got up, me still sitting on top of him. "Yes, I am."

"You wanna do this, right?"

"Yeah, are you --- not sure?" He asked with his curious mind. I'm sure he's regretting kissing me back, but soon I took off laying on my back, inviting him on top of him. "Come here!"

He slowly walked towards me, covering my body with his strong muscles. "Kiss me." As soon as I said that, I felt his lips on mine, moving with the rhythm of my body, sliding my hands under his shirt. Struggling with his clothes. I'm in no mood to take over him. I just wanted to give him more, give him what he deserves, what he's been lacking, and what God forgot to give him, more.

His skin felt so soft on my fingers, running my hand through his hair, pulling his head back to kiss his neck. He gave in to me. He was ready to be mine. Taking everything further, he was naked in front of me. Hiding his soft cheeks, which are burning from the heat in the room.

Hiding, he was lying on his back, not able to look me in the eye. "You're so beautiful. Calling you handsome would be an understatement. You're an angel in the skin of man." My words made him cover his face with his palms.

Kissing his hands, I slowly took them off, seeing his eyes filled with desire. His lips are so fucking inviting that I might never get enough of them. Kissing him deeply, and biting his neck, I was afraid to leave marks on him. His body got so many marks.

Tracing those marks with my kisses, I watched him wince. "Does it hurt?"

"Not when you kiss it." I love his reply. He's opening up. It's just weird that we're unknown but still know each other so much. He's the person whom I was looking for.

"You don't deserve these marks. You serve everything but not hurt." Kissing him again, he was replying with the same passion, holding me closer to him. I was able to hear his heartbeat. He was breathing faster than before, with fuzzy hair and sweaty skin, rubbing himself together.

I started moving on his crotch, seeing him open his mouth to gasp. That was my chance. I kissed him and slide him inside me. Slowly moving with the tempo, my hands on his chest, his on my waist, kissing his neck, him moaning.

The deeper he goes, the louder we moan, him throwing his head behind, his skin inviting me to kiss it. His moans were making me go harder on him. "I want you!" I moaned out slowly, decreasing my speed and gasping from all the pleasure.

Feeling him kiss my neck as he climbed on top of me was the sweetest feeling ever. Slowly I felt that burning sensation again under my thighs, him hugging me, and he humped slowly.

With every second passed by me, the heat got up, sweating both of us, him moaning under my lips, kissing me. His movement got faster, making me dig my nails into his shoulder even tho I don't want to hurt him. "You can hurt me, from you I want it."

He says kissing me. I saw his eyes close as he kissed me, he's really into it. I covered him under my arms, reaching to my end. His moans got louder, so was mine. Biting my neck, his muscles were pumping. I bit his lips, calling him adorable one last time before he fell on top of me.

His heart was pounding as he laid on top of me, his face on the crook of my neck, wrapping me tighter to himself like I'll disappear and he doesn't want me to be. "I won't go anywhere. I'll take care of you. No one is going to hurt you from now on."

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