Masked

Masked

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Amelia Muller has a secret job: she's a stripper. Of course, her parents think she's still the good girl working her job as a writer. Amelia hasn't had a complication until a man comes in, and he asks for a private room with her. They not only are attracted to each other, but this man happens to be her father's best friend.

Summary

Amelia Muller has a secret job: she's a stripper. Of course, her parents think she's still the good girl working her job as a writer. Amelia hasn't had a complication until a man comes in, and he asks for a private room with her. They not only are attracted to each other, but this man happens to be her father's best friend.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Day to Night

Author Chapter Note

Amelia's working Friday night. Little does she know that she's going to meet her father's best friend, Grant.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: February 23, 2016

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Amelia made her way around the room, letting her ass bounce in the lacy underwear while strutting in her stockings and black heels. Her face was partially hidden with her lacy mask that matched her lingerie for that night. They were aloud to wear their masks if they wanted since it was a way to conceal their identity. It was like any other usual night; drunk men with their ties loosened, some young college kids who had no idea what they were doing, and the usuals that came every Friday night for the same girl. Her tip jar was already full and her garter had folded ones as she dropped them in her jar. 

"Jade! Jade!" Amelia's boss called her over. "Hey, do you mind going to the private room? Tiff had to leave early tonight, and this guy said he was looking for a brunette. You mind?" 

"Alright," She sighed. Her boss had her follow him to the private room that was labeled as "VIP" in neon pink letters. 

She walked in after adjusting her bra and garter to find a tall man in a suit sitting on the couch. He also had a mask on his face. It did nothing to hide his handsome features, including his five o'clock shadow. Amelia felt pleased with who she had ended up with in the private room. 

"Heard you were asking for a brunette," she breathed, walking over to him in her tall heels. 

She doubted she was even his height with her heels on. His cologne intoxicated her like a drug, making her flash him a flirty smile which he returned. Straddling him with her legs while he laid his strong hands on her hips, she wrapped her arms around his neck. 

"What's a guy like you doing here?" Amelia couldn't help asking. He seemed eligible, successful, and sexy which was rare for a man like that to be in this sort of establishment. 

"What's a girl like you doing here?" He retored, tucking a strand of brown hair behind her ear. 

She stared at his lips, and the man's eyes that were once playful were now hungry with desire. He couldn't stop running his hands along the length of her body, wishing dearly that he could see everything underneath. Amelia turned around to stop herself from kissing him and started to dance for him. She could feel his bulge growing as she ran her hands along his thighs. 

"What exactly are the rules?" He asked her, noticing her tattoo on her neck of a wave. He smiled and ran a thumb over it, making Ameila shiver a little. 

"You can touch me, as long as I tell you not to. No kissing." She answered breathlessly from his hands that seemed to light a fire in her. 

His groin was hard and Amelia was getting wetter from his hands. He started to trail his hands up to her breasts and he squeezed them. 

"Is this okay?" He asked. 

She nodded and continued to rub herself against his erection that only made her wetter. 

"How about this?" He asked, bringing one of his other hands down to her sex, lightly rubbing her clit. 

She let out a little moan and leaned her head back from his arousing touch. Her hands tightened on his legs, and she could almost hear him grin from behind her. 

"Even better," she rasped. 

"Good, because I'm going to make you cum this way." 

Her eyes widened, but she didn't protest. Something about this man made her want him. Need him. His hands brushed aside the little fabric of the underwear covering her pussy, and he slipped a finger into it. 

"You're dripping," he noticed. His cock hardened even more. "Do I turn you on that much?" 

"Yes. You do..." Amelia replied, bucking against his fingers. "It isn't enough though." 

She turned around on his lap and watched him cock his head to the side in confusion 

"I want you. I want your cock in me and then you can make me cum." Amelia demanded. 

He smirked while looking like he was thinking about it. Without waiting for a response, Amelia took out his dick and ran her hands over it with her mouth. It was large and much bigger than she thought. Hoping that she could fit him inside her, she pulled out a condom from her bra. He raised a brow at her, but she still ignored it. 

"Fuck me. Now." Amelia ordered. 

He groaned as she sat on his dick and let it fill her. She arched her back while gripping the couch tightly from the length that was in her. Her pussy was stretched out from his large dick, increasing pain and pleasure. 

"Shit, you're so tight." He moaned, laying his hands on her hips. 

She started to buck, trying to get a faster rhythm. Amelia was close to her climax as the man took control and lifted his groin to meet her thrusts. 

"Oh...." She sighed as he trailed kisses on her chest and neck. "Fuck... You're so big." 

"I'm going to make you cum." Was all he could muster out from his own arousal. 

He picked her up and he stood up, holding her in the air. He laid her back down on the couch and fucked her faster and faster. She held onto his neck while he plunged into her over and over. 

"God, yes!" She called out until she felt herself rising and rising. "My god, I'm going to cum." 

Her pleasure took over and her toes curled as she came on his dick and her grip tightened on the man. He continued to fuck her until he came to his own release and sighed. Amelia hadn't cum like this in a long time. After cleaning up a bit, he stood up and grinned at her. She felt exhausted from the sex, but she was definitely satisfied. 

"Hope to see you again." She smiled. 

She had no idea how soon she was going to see him...


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