Sinners Corner

Pushing his shirt away from his hard chest, Destiny slowly ran her hands down his chest, her tongue now leaving a hot trail down the side of his neck, drawing a soft moan from his lips. Trailing hot kisses down his chest, she took his nipple in her mouth, sucking on it, her tongue expertly teasing his nipple till it was hard. Taking his other nipple in her mouth she proceeded to do the same thing, her one hand undoing his belt while the other stroked him gently through his pants.
 
He arched his back in pleasure when he felt her take his nipple in her mouth. Her lips were soft but skilled, and her tongue...well..

"oohhh...god" he moaned, feeling her manipulate his nipple, feeling them hardening in her wet mouth. "Mistress, that feels so good." he finally managed to say, only to let out another moan as she did the same to his other nipple.

Down below, he felt hands on his pants. He couldn't see, since her head was still on his nipple, tortuoulsy teasing him with her tongue. But he felt the familiar sensation of a hand rubbing him through the fabric. And the feeling of his belt being loosened. His thighs quivered with the sensation, and he twisted his lower body, trying to rub itself against the hand.
 
Angel was becoming aroused watching Destiny as she toyed with her man of the night. Still she dance, she was waiting for someone special, someone she had been watching for weeks. not touching the pole but close to it Angel let her ass fal quickly to the floor then she stood slowly ass out so everyone got a good looks at her wet glistening pussy.
 
Destiny could feel Tristain's body begin to react to her soft touch, his moans loud and clear. Dark Angel's slap on her ass on caused her to become more aroused. Finally undoing the Tristains belt and lowering his zipper, she reached inside his pants and took his hard cock in her hand, stroking him once then letting go again. Kissing down his chest and trailing her tongue across his stomach she kissed slowly down the trail of hair leading from his belly button and disappearing in his underwear. Stopping, she slowly ran her tongue along his stomach above the waistband of his underwear, taking it in her teeth. At the same time she worked to remove his pants, leaving him in just the underwear.
 
Tristain gasped as he felt her hands stroke his cock. But to his dismay, she pulled away. Her touch had been soft and sensual, but exuding with a air of control. She knew how to toy with me, and was obviously enjoying doing so.

His eyes closed and threw his head back, as he felt her kisses travel. Her tongue was wet on his bare chest, and he felt her moving down. "oh god, please." he thought. His cock was standing upright, begging for attention. But once again, she cut him short, stopping at his waistband, kissing along the line. "uhhhh..." he moaned, revelling in the pleasure, and realizing how close she was to his throbbing member. Seeing her grab the waistband between her teeth, sent another quiver through his body.

"this....is going to be a good night," he whispered to himself.
 
Pulling gently with her teeth, Destiny managed to pull the waist of his underwear down over his large, hard cock, her breath warm against him. Using her hands she drew his underwear completely off, his body fully exposed to her. Licking her lips she breathed softly over the tip of his cock, her mouth hovering above him but not touching, her hands on his hips, keeping him from being able to thrust up to meet her mouth. She flicked her tongue across the tip of his cock, tasting the precum that was already there. Slowly she licked up the side of his hard shaft, taking just the tip in her mouth.
 
The warm air of her breath made his cock quiver, and sent more precum out. He watched as she moved her mouth over his head, and stop. His eyes widened. Part of him wanted to thrust into her, feel her mouth around him. She must have known that, for her hands had planted him down, preventing his movement. Another part of him enjoyed this teasing. He let out a low gutteral groan, as her tongue licked the tip, and up and down the shaft. Her tongue...she was truly skilled with it, recalling how she had already used it to expertly tease and torture him.

his reminisences were cut short, but he feeling of her lips around the head.

"Oh Des...i mean..Mistress! that feels soo good!" he had caught himself before making the mistake.

He tried again, to thrust into her mouth, but her hands kept him flat on his seat.
 
Julius felt himself hardening as he watched the events that were unfolding over at the VIP table. One of the newer girls looked to be ravishing a fairly young man. He felt his cock start to harden as the scene grew in intensity.
 
Destiny felt someone watching her as she continued to tease Tristain. Looking up she saw a young man seated at the corner table, his eyes intent on the show. She had forgotten that anyone seated at that table had a good view of what was going on in the booth. She quickly pulled the curtain of the booth, blocking his view. Turning back to Tristain, she slowly began to lower her mouth down over his cock, feeling him struggle a little against her to thrust up to meet her. Humming quietly, she slowly licked his cock as her mouth continued to move up and down upon him. Cupping his balls with her hand she squeezed softly and was rewarded with a soft moan.
 
Striaghtening her back with a fluid motion Angel let her hair fall over her breast, reaching back with her hand as she girated up and down, legs spread her ass almosted touch the ground each tome she dropped down to the beat of the music.
she slowly undid the lacing of her corest holding it up with one hand she slowly slid it down her body revealing her breast inch by maddening inch to the crowd.
 
Tristain was in heaven. Her humming had sent shivers up his entire body, causing his handcuffed hands to rattle. Her descending tight, wet, and hot mouth did wonders to his shaft, as her tongue continued to tease.

He looked down at his mistress, sliding down on him. Seeing her eyes on his as she took more into her mouth, drove him wild. He looked deep into them, as they stared back at him, sexily, knowingly. her hands found his balls, causing him to jerk his head. It was only then that he noticed the curtains drawn. he had been so lost in the pleasure, that he hadn't even seen when it happened. Realziing he was now isolated, alone with her, made him even more excited.

"Please mistress," he begged. "don't stop." He breathed deeply, and regularly, trying to control himself, and trying to hold back the feeling that was buildling up deep within him. No matter how good she was, he wanted to last...wanted to show her he was capable of resisitng, holding back.
 
With his words, she slowly drew her mounth off of him, delighting in his reponse. She could tell he was having a hard time controlling himself. Leaving his erect cock alone, she slowly started to slide back up his body, her tongue leaving a hot trail across his stomach, chest and then up the side of his neck. Climbing onto his lap again, she lowered herself over the tip of his cock, the soft folds of her exposed pussy just resting above him. Leaning over she softly bit his neck and whispered. "You are not allowed to cum without my permission, slave."
 
"You are not allowed to cum without my permission, slave."
He groaned, feeling her teeth on his neck. He saw her pussy just above his cock, and once again fought the urge to thrust upwards. His hands rattled in the handcuffs, as his body shook.

"Please mistress....please..." he begged. Moaning as he felt her bite harden. Her pussy was resting right there, so close, and yet she was holding back. Denying him for the moment, the pleasure he had wanted. He threw his head back in frustration, and hear a chuckle come from Destiny.

He knew she had him exactly where she wanted. She had total control. Sighing, he finally turned to face her. "Ok. I promise mistress...not without your permission." He knew that he would have to be work harder than ever to hold back. But he was sure he could do it.
 
Hearing his promise, she slowly slid herself down on his hard cock, enjoying the feeling of him inside her. Taking him deeply inside of her she began to move up and down on top of him. As she road him she leaned over and captured his mouth with hers kissing him passionately, her tongue once again teasing at the roof of his mouth. Her hands held his shoulders as leverage as she continued to move against him. His breath was coming faster now and she wondered how much he would beg her to cum and how soon.
 
Andrew Patterson
Age 27
Single 6ft 2
slim athletic
Blond hair blue eyes

Andrew is one of the top earning soccer players in the world his current contract earns him 90,000 pounds a week playing for one of the top clubs in England. Its off season he's here to relax and he's come to America because its the one major country where he can walk down the streets without being mobbed.

It also allows him to satisfy his tastes with discretion
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Andrew looked at the young lady in front of him , he'd been coming to this place many times since the season ended and felt his chance had come with a rather interesting stunner currently doing some rather interesting things to a pole.
 
Tristain sighed, as her pussy finally descended upon his cock. Her wet tightness, pulling him in, dragging him deep into her. She wasted no time in reaching a rhythm, and he soon found her lips upon his.

This time, he parted his lips, taking her tongue with his. They intertwined, like snakes, locked in the throws of passion. He sucked on her tounge, keeping her mouth on his, as he felt her arms rise to his shoulders for support. He could easily beg to cum now, but no. He wanted to last. He felt an urge to show her that he was worthy of being chosen...that he could control himself. And he knew too, that this was exciting her as well. He felt her pussy walls tighten, as her wetness increased.

Tristain suddenly was overcome was a desire to hold out long enough to have her cum first. With a fervor, he bucked his hips up at her, seeing if she would allow it at this time.
 
When her correst hit the floor Angel leaned her head back letting her hair fall from herr breast and down her back exposing her firm round breast in all of there up thrusted glory.
Slowly as ahe conintued to wind down and up whe rubed her hand down her body. just grazing her own pussy.
Swaying over to the pole she thought she spotted the guy she was waitng for yes that was him. her body stopped moving, looking directly at him she slowly made her way to the stairs.
 
Destiny moaned against Tristain's thrusts trying to decide if she should stop him or allow him to continue with what he was doing. Then she remembered, she was the one in control. If she allowed him to continue thrusting into her like he was she would surely reach orgasm and then loose all resemblance of control. She was going to let that happen. She wanted to bring him to orgasm first, to hear him beg for release. Only then would she allow him the opportunity to pleasure her in return. Tightening her knees around his hips she help him in place, stopping his thrusts but allowing her to continue to move up and down on his hard shaft. Breaking their kiss once again, she kissed down the side of his neck and took his nipple in her hot mouth, nibbling softly, her hand softly pinching his other nipple at the same time.
 
He growled in frustration, as her knees locked down on him. "I guess thats a no for the thrusting," he told himself. She wasn't going to make this easy. His hands strained against the handcuffs. It wasn't fair, she had him at every angle. his hands were tied, his hips were imobolized, he couldn't have any control at all.

Still, he wasn't going to give up just like that. Thats what she wanted. He would hold out for as long as he could. His thoughts were interuupted by her sucking on his nipple, and the pinching of the other. "ooohhh....fuck," he moaned. His breathing became even more rapid, as he tried to stabalize himself.

"Is that the best you got, Mistress?" he teased, through gritted teeth, full well knowing that he was already having trouble holding back.
 
slowly walking down the stars she never took her eys off him, as she passed by other in the club, her breast in full veiw, her hair shimmering in the dim light. She smiled at him, realising she never went to her pick usaully, that is why she had the other girls wondering what had drawn her she looked deeply into his eyes.
 
Those legs , that face and what a body , she was flawless and heading in his direction.

Andrew understood ladies choice an dso made no move to her letting her walk nearer and nearer, until she suddenly stopped, in front of him .

A small smile barely reflected to excitment he felt inside the only thing that needed to happen was that she confirmed that choice.

Andrew tried but failed to stop his mind rushing ahead to a night of perfect sex with one of the hottest women he'd ever seen....and he'd seen a LOT of very attractive women, many of them hadn't said no to pretty much anything he said .

Maybe that was the attraction with these ladies here for he had no control over their choice
 
"Is that a challenge," she whispered in his ear, riding him faster. As much as he acted tough, she knew he was very close to wanting release. Running her hands down his back she pulled his body even closer to hers, pulling him further inside of her. Biting his neck softly she tickled his neck with the tip of her tongue. Moving further down his body she kissed the soft skin at the base of his throat, just below his adams apple and then started to kiss his chest taking his nipple into her mouth once again, this time biting harder before she began to tease him with her tongue.
 
Reaching hand out Angel touch his arm, leaning in she whispered "there is still room for the two of us in the VIP booth." Without waiting for his response she took his ahnd and led him up front, all eyes were on them as this was the first time she had personally brought her choice to her booth.
 
Tristain was in trouble now. She was using a lot of skills on him, and his body was in heaven. Their bodies were almost right up against each other, as he felt her torrent of kisses, down his neck, to his throat, and now back again to his nipples.

He yelled in surprise, feeling her hard bite, but it also caused him to twitch with pleasure. He was so close now, he knew it. Their bodies now close together, his cock moving deeper inside her. He was almost letting out a continual moan, as she moved from on skill to the other.

His hands were rattling hard on the chains now. His body twisting, writhing as her mouth wrecked havoc on his sense. He began to lose control of his throught processes, blocks of words just came out instead.

"Christ, I...god..feels...ahhhh!" he breathed heavily. "Mistress...let me..ughhh.." he trailed off...not able to finish his sentence. His eyes transfixed on her, as she moved up and down his body.
 
Andrew's natural confidence masked what he hide, which was a bundle of nerves.

there was something about these ladies and this one in particular that spoke not only of beauty, but of genuis. She was a women in control of her body and her environ

Upon reaching the VIP booth Andrew felt completely under her control whatever she willed he would do if she asked him to decide he was sure he would decide that which she willed.

She was so very different to all the others who simply parted their legs in return for having been seen in the company of a famous footballer.

"Thank you for choosing me , my name is Andrew"
 
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