VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo
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				Title: <strong>VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>10-12-2008, 03:44:36</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>10-12-2008, 04:08:19</strong>
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				Fransisco hammered the gears on his Rs8 (http://image.motortrend.com/f/9503966/112_0806_01z+audi_r8_V-12_TDI_LeMans_concept+front_view.jpg) pushing the cars to new limits, giving the stripper he had just picked up the ride of her life. A cop tried to chase, but before he called it in the blur of red was half way across the city, screeching into a private parking garage of a condo complex. The smell of burnt rubber and heat radiated off the car, as he pulled the doors open and took his prize for the night into his arms. Pulling her towards the elevators, his hands opened the coat to get a peak at those fantastic tits. <br><br>"Mami...I am going to get my monies worth out of those tits...I hope you have no plans for tomorrow, cuz you won't be able to walk..." <br><br>The door to the elevators opened, as he pushed her against the wall, lifting one of her legs to his waist, his mouth sucking on her neck. The ride to the top floor gave him time to move across her neck to her lips, his tongue slipping into her mouth and sucking on her tongue. He pulled back with a nod of approval.<br><br>"Yea...girl...if you fuck as good as you look, I'll keep that tight little body in anything you desire..."<br>As the door slid open he had pulled away from her and placed her arm on his shoulder as he led her to his condo, opening the door he let her step in to show him how a true man lived. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Skye</strong> on <strong>10-12-2008, 05:41:38</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">The scent of Fransisco's cologne radiated from the garment she wore. It was a masculine-expensive smell. She wrapped the coat tightly around her once more as she descended into the passenger seat. A chill in the air sent one last breath of icy smoke from Lacy's lips, before she closed the door of the red Audi. The color matched her shoes <em>perfectly.</em> The seats looked as though they'd have race car harnesses for belts. But <em>then</em> she figured that belts would cramp a player's style. Seeing as how there <em>were</em> none to fasten to her thin frame. She hid her wariness well. Although all he had to do was notice how tightly her legs were crossed over each other to see that she was somewhat tense, as their dereliction&nbsp; advanced.&nbsp; It was apparent before she saw his car, that Fransisco liked pretty things in his possession. There <em>she</em> was, another little present in an overly dramatically wrapped gift box. <br><br>With every gear shift, Lacy's heart jumped into her throat. It was like a roller coaster ride, minus the safety precautions. There was nothing wrong with that. He obviously had done this before, by what the girl observed. Even when they were in the lane of oncoming traffic, Lacy wasn't inclined to scream her head off. She felt semi safe. It did give her adrenaline a boost that somehow recharged the drug she inhaled back at the club. Ironically, and expectantly making her super paranoid now. The cherry on top of the cake was when she heard police sirens. <em>'Grrreeaaat. I'm going to go flying threw the windshield. And my parents will find me on the six o'clock news coked out <strong>and</strong> naked.'</em> "Nice car." She casually uttered, wearing a vexed grin.<br><br>To her relief, the car stopped fishtailing and drifting. She didn't know how long before her stomach gave out and spewed all over the interior. Then she'd be a pretty, drugged, naked, <strong>dead</strong> stripper. The garage was concealed well. To the normal passerby, one wouldn't even be able to spot it. Unless however, the door was opened and the red Rs8 was peeking out. Fransisco seemed like a very careful person. Never allowing anyone to catch a glimpse of his life, unless he wanted you to. The smell of burnt rubber filled up the garage. The pungent fumes burning her nose and lungs. But before she could lift a hand to cover her nose, Lacy was whisked up in Fransisco's arms. The little time she spent with him, in such a dangerous situation had stimulated something in her that got rid of her previous uneasiness. The girl was actually able to laugh and smile without the help of an alter-ego.<br><br>Wonderment reflected through her eyes as they walked toward his elevator. "This is <em>crazy</em>." When inside, Fransisco treated himself to an eyeful of her topless chest. Lacy's hands twisted her hardened nipples once, teasingly, as he gazed at them. He still had yet to see the finish her strip tease. On account that her panties were still on, along with the nylons and garters that fastened them in place. <strong>"Mami...I am going to get my monies worth out of those tits...I hope you have no plans for tomorrow, cuz you won't be able to walk..."</strong> She shook her head in answer. <em>'Plans? Oh...just about four or five classes.'</em> She thought to herself. <br><br>Her libido was now imprudent as he touched her in ways she hadn't been before. Boys were so timid with her. They asked permission, where Fransisco took it freely. His roving lips made Lacy's skin tingle. The noises she made let him know all the aching pleasures he was teasing her body with. Holding the back of his neck tight, as he pinned her to the wall, a sudden rush coursed through her. Making her wet between the legs. As he lifted her leg up to his hip, it only encouraged the excitement. He claimed her tongue in his own mouth. Causing her to gasp and moan into his mouth.<br><br>&nbsp;<strong>"Yea...girl...if you fuck as good as you look, I'll keep that tight little body in anything you desire..."</strong> "Then feel free to rip these off me Papi. Unless you wanted to save it for...more dancing?" Her words trailed off as she was led into his place. Her hand dropped from his shoulder as she peered through the black abstract screen. "You come home to <em>this</em> everyday?" The question was purely rhetorical. Lacy shot him an incredulous expression. Creeping her way to the two glass doors, to take in the view. Her arms rested out to the full length of the door's bars. "That's the most fucking beautiful view I've ever seen."</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 00:26:38</strong>
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				"It looks better from here now..."<br>In the upper corner of the glass screen he was staring at her body as she looked out the window. His Hands moved up to unbutton his shirt, sliding out of it and hanging it over nearby stool. Emptying his pockets as he fixed himself a drink and walked up behind her. Moving his hand he pulled the coat of her body and tossed it aside carelessly. His hand pushing her chest against the cold glass, leaning his head close to her neck. <br><br>"I still want you to finish my dance chula...only the house rules are different in my domain." <br>Sliding his lips down to her bare shoulders, he nipped at it and tugged at her sweet smelling skin, before sucking on it. He swirled his drink in the other hand, the ice cubes jingly against the class. The hand that held her back moved down to squeeze her firm ass.<br><br>"Damn I like this..."<br>He released her body and came down on it with a firm slap, his imprint left on her lightly tan skin. Circling his palm over the area he smacked before leaving her and finding a seat. <br>"Common baby, come dance for me...unless you want skip all that and get fucked now."<br>Setting the drink down after a quick sip, he clapped his hands twice as it was a direct order. It took his stereo a few moments to start up, playing a selection of music that would suit the occasion well. <br><br>(In order &nbsp;Lapdance (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8_fuoypsik&amp;feature=related), &nbsp;She wants to move (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GC7q0xftCmE&amp;feature=related), &nbsp;Go girl (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=469cXOUk0Ig&amp;feature=channel))
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				Title: <strong>Re: VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Skye</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 11:01:46</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">As Lacy peered through the picture windows, she caught Fransisco's reflection, watching her. She hid well the fact that she was intimidated by him, still. His nearness caused her pulse to percolated rapidly under her skin. Her quietness could be interpreted as many things. Yet, Lacy suspected that the thought hadn't even crossed his mind. Nor did she think he cared to get into her head that way. The garment falling off of her vouched for that. <em>'What am I doing here?'</em> Turning tricks was another thing making her teeter totter with morality. She was a long way from her life back home. Things changed a lot when she got into College. Yet, Lacy never thought in a million years that she would be standing in a stranger's house, getting paid to give him her body. <br><br><em>'It's just sex.'</em> She reassured herself mentally. Eyes closing at the touch of the cold glass against her nakedness. She thought it would be harder than this to give in. Fransisco's lips caused a heavy amount of coercion. Every time she thought she might back out, he kissed her somewhere that turned her 'no' into '<strong>yes</strong>', faster than she had time to react. <strong>"...the house rules are different in my domain."</strong> "Rules?" Her smooth voice sneered playfully. "For me, or <em>you</em>." She turned her head so he could catch her defiant smirk. Her fingers grasped the door handles as Fransisco spanked her ass. He left but a moment after. Quicker than Lacy would have liked. Teasing her with that little tinge of roughness induced her to curiosity. A desire to see what he would do to her next. <br><br><strong>"Common baby, come dance for me...unless you want skip all that and get fucked now."</strong> She was was now leaning against the glass doors, facing him. Hands still clutching the door handles. Subconsciously holding her back from doing anything stupid. She watched him clap his hands. Half expecting the lights to dim and some tacky disco ball to descend from the ceiling. Albeit, she knew better. This guy was too suave for that. What happened instead was a prelude to temptation, as a beat resound through the room.<br>Lacy pushed off the door an succumbed to the music.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br><em>Dirty dog<br>I'm a dirty dog<br>I'm a dirty dog...</em><br><br>She went over the ottoman first. Crawling on top of it. When she got on all fours she spread and straightened her legs. Her arms perched up on the large soft footstool. Her ass now high in the air. She thumped her backside to the rhythm. Keeping her limps locked, her torso snaked a few times. Letting Fransisco's imagination run. Showing him what she would do if he was under her.&nbsp; Lacy moved her body so that her legs came together now, at the edge of the ottoman. Ending the fast song with a climactic smack on her ass.&nbsp; <br><br>When the next song came on Lacy's hand went under her hair. Sweeping it so it was strewn across her face. Slowly tricking back down her neck, shoulders and back again. Some strands still in her face. No audio came out as she mouthed the words, <em>'She's sexy'</em>. Moving her hands up and down her half naked body, until she reached the chair Fransisco sat in. Lacy remained standing, but outstretched an arm so it resided on the chair's headrest. Her chest in his face, but not quite close to taste. The opposite red heel went up to rest on the outside of his hip. Her black cherry spankies grinding the air in front of Fransisco. When Pharrell declared, <em>'Cause it's HOT!'</em> Lacy unclasped the red garter clips on her stocks and flung them at Fransisco's chest. The elastic pieces tumble to to couch from the impact. She turned around and finished the song with her ass osculating his crotch once, before standing back up.She was glistening at this point. Wondering how many more songs she could go on for. The coca still stimulated her. But how long would that last? <br><br>With the last song she danced out of her panties as slow as a peepshow dance would. Making him think it was almost off, only to yank them back up again. Eventually she did whine them off of her. It twirled on her index finger before she took the tiny fabric to the back of his neck. Using it as a harness to hold his face in her tits, as she danced. "Are you getting your monies worth papi?" She whispered, more like moaned in his ear.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>11-01-2009, 04:24:40</strong>
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				"Only one...when you are here, you purpose is to please me and nothing more..."<br>It was hard to not stare at the very sexy display before him, his own body began to move as she almost surgically avoided his body with her seductive dance. He swore he could feel the blood leave his brain and engorge his cock, the bulge in his pants growing by the second. <br><br>As the dance continued he stared lewdly at her body, his face projecting all the dirty ideas entering his head. His heart began to race, his breathing increased and his pants began to feel like they would rip at the seems. Something about this girl was driving him wild, as if Aphrodite her self has appeared to him for this one night. <br>The songs came to an end, but a quick push on the remote triggered the next one on he picked out before his face was buried into her luscious chest. The music had droned out while his mouth found its way over to one of her nipples, instinctively sucking on it a few moments before giving it a nibble. He did not answer her as his mouth hungrily licked and sucked on those tits, before he could no longer stand the strain in his crotch.<br>"Not yet baby...I want you to hop on this dick and ride it like your life depended on it..."<br><br>His hands reached up for her chest, squeezing the flesh with his fingers to pull them into his mouth again. Pinching each one with his index finger and thumb, he let her go so she could undo his pants and free his large cock. Pushing a button on remote resting on a small table, a new song came on. <br>&nbsp;I like the way she do it (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2e1_0O_DHYo&amp;feature=related)
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				Title: <strong>Re: VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Skye</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 05:13:01</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Lacy's body was glistening from all the dancing. She sat naked on Fransisco's lap, running fingers up the back of his neck, through his hair. When his lips greeted her nipple, Lacy's body magnetically pressed into his. Her legs spread wider as she bore down on Fransisco's lap. Her bare sex could feel his erection, hard against her. Lacy bit one of his ear lobes. Moaning near his ear as her grinding movements against his crotch mimicked the new songs beat. <strong>"Not yet baby...I want you to hop on this duck and ride it like your life depended on it..."</strong> She only displayed a minxish grin at the remark. The expression told him that she could do it, and then some.<br><br>She took her time with removing his pants. As a hand undid the button from the eye and carefully pulled the zipper tab down, Lacy's tongue gently caressed the side of Fransisco's neck, below his jaw line. Her other hand snaked down the back of his neck to his naked chest, feeling every curvature down his abdomen. Her lips moved to his collar bone. And as Lacy hopped off only long enough to get Fransisco's pants off, she leaned into him. Her teeth playfully connected with one of his own hard nipples. She pulled of Fransisco's socks and pants, flinging them behind her. Not caring where they fell. <br><br>Her right leg went up. The bottom of her red ankle strap stiletto pressed against his chest. A tiny silver buckle at eye level with him. "Do these stay on?" Meaning to ask about the shoes and the nylons, her hand teasingly ran up her thing where the sheer material ended midway.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 20:11:58</strong>
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				A growl left his lips like a hungry dog eye a meal right out of his reach, but in this situation she was very much in his reach. <br>"On...they stay on!"<br>His voice was harsher than he meant it to be, both hands went to her hips and brought her back onto his lap. A hand went to his thick and rigid cock, guiding it to her folds. The tip began to slide in, once he was sure he was inside of her, his hand reached back to her waist and pulled her down in one sharp thrust. <br>"Ohh fuck...this pussy is tight...I love it...work it baby..."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Skye</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 01:37:59</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">The thing about girls is, that they can think about a million and one things at any given moment.&nbsp; Some examples of randomness as followed. The mess needing to be cleaned up in their room, whilst flipping through two different shows on TV. Writing a novel, during a worrying session about whether or not the new year will suck or not. Planning to go out, what they'll wear, who'll they'll call, all during a class test. At the same time her body was on the verge of being fornicated, <em>Lacy</em> couldn't help but wonder why Fransisco had to pay for sex. His features were striking. He looked as though he could have been born with his muscle tone. He had killer gray eyes. The kind that could make you ashamed for starring too long.&nbsp; Yeah, he looked kind of scary, but it was the <em>hot</em> kind of scary. Not the serial killer kind of scary. His Latin accent made goose bumps dance across her body when he talked. And when he called her 'Mami'... Lacy swore her sex flexed each time-uncontrollably. What <em>was</em> his deal? Although she wanted to find the right time to ask, she knew she wouldn't. Her mind reeled, as her body was having culminations of it's own.&nbsp; <br><br>His mild acrimony and firm grip on her only spurred her on. Lacy watched feverishly as Fransisco's lengthy dick opened her up. When his hands went to her hips, Lacy had that same "roller coaster" rush. Like she did when they were speeding in his car. She should have anticipated how hard the impact would have been. She should have known it would be a pleasurable pain upon impact. But she still couldn't control the things that came out of her mouth when she was caught off guard. "<em>Uhh</em>...shit!" It came out in a loud moan. Lacy's eyes closed, and her brows furrowed a bit. Her forehead pressed into his. Her nails dug into Fransisco's shoulder blades. It was difficult to catch her breath at the moment. Feeling something tear prompted Lacy to check herself with her fingers.<br><br>She had just gotten a single outer Labia piercing a few months ago. It would not have been fun if the pretty little thing was ripped away from her skin. As Lacy lifted her wet cunt, two of her fingers spread like scissors around Fransisco's cock. At the same time, they examined the piercing carefully. It was flush to his cock. The first dick to ever have the pleasure of the cold steel touching it. "I need...you to help me.. stretch this little pussy Papi." Lacy's wet pussy had half of Fransisco in her. The rest of him being teased below her. Her lips went straight to his ear. Like someone would overhear her secret. Lacy let out a breathy whisper. "It's not used to your size...yet." Her fingers weaved through his thick dark hair, and held on to it tight.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 03:41:15</strong>
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				He was trying to gauge if she was being sincere or if she was teasing him, but she was very tight. His hands moved to her waist, impaling her on his cock, inch by inch. <br>"What's the matter...none of the boys you been with before pack anything brag worthy?" <br><br>A smile crossed his lips in between a groan that was almost a pleasurable whimper after he looked down and caught the erotic sight of her body stretching for him. All he could think of what fucking her, nothing else in the world mattered to him. She was worth every single cent and more, a hiss was sucked in through his clenched teeth.<br>"Your pussy better get used to me...I plan on spending lots of time inside of you..." <br><br>When their hips met, he began to grind into her slowly, stretching her out. Pushing her away from his chest, he began to thrust into her to see her breasts bounce with ever stroke. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Skye</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 04:26:53</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Lacy bit her lower lip at the intense feeling of skin stretching down <em>there</em>. His forceful hands made her exhale gasps of ecstasy. While Fransisco's rock hard dick made her tiny sex hole wet, and full of pain. <strong>"What's the matter...none of the boys you been with before pack anything brag worthy?"</strong>&nbsp; As he pushed deeper into her, Lacy couldn't find her voice. All she could give in response was a head shake. There was no audio as she mouthed the word <em>'Fuck.'</em> <br><br>Her hands now behind her, clutching Fransisco's knees for balance. She watched lasciviously at his veiny muscle bore into her. <strong>"Your pussy better get used to me...I plan on spending lots of time inside of you..."</strong> "Uhh." She used a hand to rub her clit faster and faster. "Then I have to find ways to keep it tight." As her wetness eased the size of him, Lacy was able to roll her pussy over Fransisco. Her grinding hips met his to cause the most lustful friction Lacy had ever felt in her. As she exerted herself with the riding motions, her moans got louder, and louder. Until her head went back. So far that it almost touched the coffee table behind them.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>05-02-2009, 01:01:28</strong>
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				Fransisco had to grip her hips and lower back to prevent her from cracking her skull on the coffee table behind her. One hand moved her legs behind his back so he could push his full length into her core, catching the shiny piercing glitter in the light of the room. The music had ended, all that could be heard was the combination of both of them breathing heavily. <br>"No...you are tight enough...ahhh..."<br>He hissed at the overwhelming sensation of her pussy on his member. Once he was sure she would not kill her self by tossing herself backwards so unexpectedly, he began to thrust up into her bent backward torso. With every stroke, her luscious chest bounced up then down for him, motivating him to stroke harder to make her body react to him accordingly. <br>"You don't care that I don't have a rubber on...are you on the pill?"<br>It was to late to put one on now, the only thing he feared was getting her pregnant and ruining her body, which he was really enjoying. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: VIP Room-Fransisco's Condo </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Skye</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 05:44:27</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Lacy's body was now nearly parallel to the floor, as she inclined away from her partner. Her hands reaching far behind her. Gripping the ledge of the coffee table for leverage. Otherwise Fransisco's knees would have been mangled by her newly manicured talons. All of which would have been from heightened pleasure of course. But she thought it better to leave the kinky, rough stuff out tonight. More so for her own safety, rather than his discomfort. Lacy still didn't know what kind of temper or tolerance level Fransisco possessed. It was better to be <em>safe</em> than sorry.<br><br>She flexed her cervix tighter still. Finding that Fransisco's hard dick was now burning her insides. Lacy came harder as his hands anchored her hips onto his lap. <strong>"You don't care that I don't have a rubber on...are you on the pill?"</strong> It seemed far too late to worry about that <em>now</em> that they were at the height of climaxing. <br><br>Lacy felt as though stopping to put on a rubber would kill the mood. Truthfully, the thought had not crossed her mind until now. It was usually the girl who worried about get cream-pied. Not tonight-not with her. Lacy gave Fransisco a dirty smirk. "I'll worry about that later." She lifted herself from the incline and sat upright on Fransisco. Her hands traveled up his lusty chest. Snaking 'round the back of his neck, where she clasped her fingers together. She drove herself down on him, hard. Letting his tip sneak out once in a while. So he could feel her tightness upon it's entry over and over. "You feel too good to stop now." Amid her moans and screams of ecstasy, she cried out, "I want you to come inside me papi."</span>
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