Beauty Rena’s Tongue Slave

Author: lince
Word count: 15184
Gena is 14 years younger than me, but she has a lot more sexual experience than I do. When I first met her, she was dancing at a strip bar. The moment I saw her, I knew she was different. I actually don’t go to strip clubs very often. That night, some of my cronies took me to the most famous strip club in this area. The girls in there are all sensual – it’s heart-pounding to see so many lovely babes there. One of the most special programs in this bar is the so-called “sofa dance”. Girls dancing “sofa dance” stand on the sofa, with their feet on both sides of the customer’s thighs, with their legs spread apart, and their crotch is very close to the customer’s face. According to the rules, customers are not allowed to touch the body of the dancers, but the ladies can rub their hot flesh on the customers, and they often do. They either rub their mustache cheeks with their bare nipples, or they rub their fingers over the swollen private parts. Although direct sexual contact is not allowed in name, in fact, few people come forward to stop it if it occurs. A young woman aroused my keen interest. Her skin was white, her long, straight hair was black and shiny, hanging on her shoulders; her breasts were full and firm, and her small nipples stood up playfully; her legs were long and strong, and her thighs were strong and full. Her stage name was Rena, which I later learned was also her real name. A black leather necklace studded with rhinestones hung around her charming neck; she wore high thigh-high leather boots that hugged her legs tightly at the waist. Besides, the only accessory on her body is the sexy and seductive smile on her face. I watched her dance around the bar, and she seemed to like older men—almost all of them seemed to be over 40. Some greeted her with fistfuls of cash, but she smiled and slid over to the thinner-haired customers. Once she picks one, she brushes the others aside. She stared at the man intently, twisting her waist to the rhythm of the music until she aroused him so much that they seemed to be hypnotized. Obviously, these people are all old customers who came for her.
Their interests are focused and specific, and I think they’re probably eager to give her a blowjob. It could be seen that this stunner had the initiative, and her interest was in perfect harmony with theirs. Her smile was provocative as she twisted her crotch in front of them. Those lucky ones who were selected showed intoxicated expressions on their faces, and the tip of their tongues spit out slightly unconsciously. She seldom accepted their gestures, and only occasionally moved the final distance to let their protruding tongues slide into her honeycomb. The backrest of the sofa is very high, and the lighting is very dim. Few people notice this little “deviation”. It was late at night, my friends were leaving, and I was alone at the table. Several girls came to my table one after another and rubbed their exquisitebody. But soon, they found that I was staring at Gena, and left disappointed. One of the girls came back after leaving and asked if I would like to be received by Gena. I answered her eagerly, watched her go to Genna’s side whispering, and pointed my direction with her fingers, then she smiled at me and quietly left my sight. After a while, Rena came to me with sexy steps, leaned over and whispered in my ear: “I noticed you…I know what you are interested in.” She reached out and grabbed my crotch, and I was immediately extremely strong. She kept smiling, and so did I. “What do you think I want?” I was a little nervous, trying to look relaxed. She looked directly into my eyes, smiled mockingly, and teased mischievously, “Look, you must be very greedy, very greedy” “Oh… why do you think so?” I didn’t expect her to be so straightforward, which made me feel a little embarrassed. “I can recognize people like you at a glance.” Her face showed the expression of a wild animal finding its prey, and her eyes gleamed with a sly and provocative light.
“You’re expecting some slutty bitch to stick her cunt up your face and let you taste her tender flesh…” I tried to hide it, but my little brother gave me away long ago. However, there were some things she hadn’t guessed right. I did want to give a blowjob to a woman, but I definitely knew I wanted Gena to give me the chance. My choice included some factors beyond Pinyu. At that moment, I didn’t quite understand what it was, but I knew that Genna could give me what I wanted. “Our tastes are in sync. Look,” Gena said provocatively, sucking her fingers with her lips, before putting them on her body and swimming down. First the cleavage, then the flat and firm abdomen, and then paused for a moment, and then, her fingers flicked her half-exposed clam pearls like playing a piano. This is exactly the kind of honey nest I fantasize about in my daydreams. The soft, slender, curly short hair clings to the skin, covering only the area of ​​the pubis, and the pink tender labia is smooth and naked… I see that she is very wet. “I can tell you’re thirsty… come on, relax,” she put her hand on the back of my head. “Lick it lightly, taste it…” “Oh…, I’ve thought about it…” I slipped off the sofa and knelt on the ground, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw a few dancers come and surround us,
blocked the view of others.