Miss Stripogram

It was getting late. Zoe had arranged for the stripogram to come about midnight. It was half past twelve now. Just as she thought there had been a hitch and the girl wasn’t coming there was a knock at the door. “Where is the lovely man?” the eager girl screamed, “let me at him.” She was wearing what looked like an attempt at a schoolgirl’s uniform, with a very short skirt and open blouse. She had pig-tails and wore a stripey tie that was not properly knotted and she was carrying a hockey stick.

Gary was excited. This was some hot chick. What a cracking present from Zoe for his twenty first. Zoe had been Gary’s girlfriend for a year now. Gary thought maybe this present was just too good. The moment he saw her, his eyes were transfixed. All that adrenaline began pumping in his veins. He wanted to pump her, take her from the back and pump his nuts into her.

As she sang her musical tracks, her blonde hair was flicked back by her painted nails, and her full red lips were pouty and available. Her breast jounced and bounced as she bobbed up and down to the music, and at one point a nubile breast came right out of her blouse, for she was not wearing a bra. She was not quick to put it back in her blouse. She let it bounce under Gary’s nose for she was enjoying this almost as much as him. She was a terrible flirt.

Zoe went quiet. She could see the lust in Gary’s eyes. Maybe this had been a mistake. Miss Stripogram was really turning him on - she was one hot little number. She had legs that went up to her navel and now she was loosening her skirt, skimpy enough to start with, but it was coming off to reveal scanty little panties with red hearts on them. Next was her suspenders and red garter. She threw them at Gary and they covered his face. He drooled over them, sniffed them and held them high in the air.

“Come on, big boy,” she said. “Get a load of this,” and whipped off her blouse. Her beautiful boobs were nice and big, plenty of flesh on this chick. She was definitely page three material. Gary was getting a hard on. She moved closer to him and thrust her breast in his face. He started to tongue her breasts in full view of everyone, even Zoe. On seeing this, Zoe stormed out of the room. He had overstepped the mark. Who was this tart? Zoe would want her fired. Gary could see her go but now he was caught up with the magic of Miss Stripogram. He didn’t want to give up on this sexy chick. Soon the strip was over and the party went quiet, but Gary knew Zoe had left. He had burnt his boats. He was going to try his luck with the stripper.

“How are you getting home, hun?” asked Gary.
“Well, I could do with a lift.”
“Right on, I’ll take you back, don’t worry.”
After an hour or so the party was over but many were disapproving of Gary’s attitude to this new girl. Zoe had been let down. Gary was following his trousers.

“I’ll get the car out, hun, get your things together.”
Soon the two were in Gary’s car and heading for another party, a party of two. Both knew what it meant. They were hot for each other. Zoe had been dumped. There was an all night off-license near where Miss Stripogram lived. They stopped off and bought some champagne.

As soon as they got inside, Gary was all over Miss Stripogram. She said her name was Candy. Gary wanted to eat her all up. “Do you like peanut butter?” she asked. “Love it,” said Gary. And then she began to smear it all over her body. “Lick me, honey, lick me up and eat me.” They went into the bedroom and Candy lay on the bed, still holding the tub of peanut butter.

“I’ll put some in your crevice, Candy,” Gary said. She turned over and Gary smeared it over her bum and slightly opening her ass cheeks smeared the peanut butter into her tight little crevice. His eager tongue licked up the peanut butter, probing her tight ass cheeks. He wanted to suck and fuck this chick. He fucked her from behind for a full ten minutes. Then it was Gary’s turn to lay on the bed.

With his big erection pointing upwards, Candy mounted him and once astride his magnificent body, she eased herself down onto his big cock. They were like horse and rider. Candy was riding the biggest cock in town and she was in heaven. Occasionally she would bend forward and kiss him full on the lips, still with the taste of peanut butter everywhere.

Then she grabbed the bottle of champagne and splashed it onto Gary’s chest. She then bent over him, licking up the delightful juice while the cock was big inside her. She massaged his chest, the hairs now wet with champagne, and she put her fingers into her mouth, dripping with the liquor.

She rode him like a Valkyrie, pounding her ass on his body like a wild thing. Soon Gary was coming; great wads of semen, flying from his cock into her receptive body. They were hot; horse and rider racing to victory. Gary came again and again; he was some hot demon. But like all good things it must come to an end.

“What am I going to tell Zoe?” he asked Candy.
“Zoe,” said Candy, “ she’s yesterday’s news With what we’ve got going I want it every fucking night and I’m going to get it.”
“You are one hot chick, Candy. I think I will be eating you up for a long time to come.”