Category: Stripper sex stories

Creampie Slut Sexy Alyssa Wants You All To Herself Right Now

Creampie Slut

Omg… I’m already shaking just thinking about you. The second you step into the room, my body buzzes, my lips curl, and I can’t stop the wicked little grin spreading across my face.

“You’re such a Creampie Slut, You know I love leaving my cum deep inside your wet pussy” you whisper, voice low and teasing, and I smile because yes… that’s exactly me. You love every bit of me, and I love knowing it. I’m addicted to the way you watch me, the way you can’t get enough, the way every second I tease you makes you lean closer, wanting more.

I move closer, hips swaying just enough to make you notice, to make you want me even more. I love being this naughty, high-paid girl who knows exactly how to make you lose your mind with just a look or a whisper. And baby… I live for it when you pay me to give every bit of attention, every naughty little tease, every ounce of energy I’ve got.

I let my fingers trail slowly, teasing, letting you feel how much I crave your focus. “I’m all yours… tell me what you want,” I whisper, breathy, playful, and a little messy. You laugh, low and satisfied, and it makes me shiver because I know I’ve got you right where I want you. “Damn baby I can’t stop fucking your nigger pussy, it’s super addictive and I crave it every minute of the day” you say aggressively while trying not to explode your huge load all inside my yummy pussy. 

Every look, every word, every subtle move draws us closer. I feel the tension, the excitement, the addictive pull between us. You can’t get enough of me forcing yourself inside me continuously nonstop, and I can’t get enough of the thrill of being your naughty little nigger cum slut.

Even when I pause, letting anticipation hang in the air, I can feel how much you want me. I grin, loving the control, loving the way I can tease and tempt, loving the fact that you’re completely hooked on me. And yeah… I’m addicted too. I crave your attention, your energy, the way you can’t resist me, and the way every moment makes us hungrier for each other.

By the time the night stretches on, I’m lost in the mess of teasing and temptation, and I know one thing for sure: I’m yours, completely, addictively, and you’ll never forget me.

Ebony Girl Fucking Her Paying Customers Without Regret Again

Ebony Girl Fucking

The alley behind the strip club smells like smoke and spilled drinks, neon flickering above like it’s alive. I step in, heels clicking on cracked concrete, hair loose, eyes sharp. They’re already whispering. “You know that ebony girl fucking always stirring trouble is running the streets again.” I smirk. Let them talk. They don’t even know the half of it.

The group closes in, circling me, trying to look cocky, trying to impress me. I tilt my head, letting them feel the heat of my stare. “Go on, Alyssa,” one calls, voice rough. “Show us why we’ve been talking about you all week.” Another shouts, “Don’t hold back, girl. Own it.” I laugh, low and sultry. “Oh, boys,” I tease, spinning around, “You better hope you can keep up.”

From the shadows, one mutters, almost reverently, “The cheap crack whore… that’s her.” I let out a sharp, daring laugh, tossing my hair. They think they know me. They don’t. Every clap, every shout, every hungry glance feeds me. I tease, I provoke, I own the night. They all pay me like they usually do and all form tight group circling me, fucking me one by one, making me earn every penny for my sex work. 

“Yeah, that’s it! You like that cock you little nigger? Show us what you’ve got!” one yells filling my mouth up with cum. Another hisses, “Eat it up, baby, don’t be shy!” I smirk wider, leaning into the energy, letting it roll over me like fire. “Careful, boys,” I purr. “I bite back when I’m bored.” They laugh nervously. Good. That’s how I like them… hungry, daring, and unsure who’s really running the show.

I step over a tipped-over bin, heels sharp, laughter echoing against the dumpsters. Every glance, every cheer, every murmur is mine to command. I move through the circle like a storm, twisting their energy, letting them feel like they’re in control while I own the night. All of them together shoot their sticky loads on my face, and I take it ruthlessly with no morals. 

By the time I step back into the street, sperm dripping all over me, I’ve left my mark. Every whisper, every glance, every dare belongs to me. I am unapologetic, untouchable, and always in control. I now have enough money to feed my daily high. And I’ll be back. Always for more. Always without regret, hungry for cum.

Crack Whore Anal Alyssa Begs You Hard Needing Every Inch

Crack Whore Anal“Hey… yeah, it’s me. I’ve been craving you all day. Crack Whore Anal, that’s who I am, and I can’t hide it from you. I’m desperate… addicted… and I’ll do anything to feel that rush.”

I can already hear your breathing through the phone, and it makes me shiver. I want you to feel every inch of me, every curve, every trembling moan as I beg for it… beg for you.

“I’ve been thinking about how much I love feeling your hands on me,” I whisper, voice dripping with need. “I wanna stuff that dick up my asshole so bad… I’ll take it hard, I’ll take it rough… I’ll do anything you want just to feel it.”

I shift, imagining you right there, pushing me closer and closer. “Do you want to hear how desperate I am? How wet I am, dripping for you, trembling, begging for every inch of you inside me?”

I can’t stop myself. “I’m addicted to this… addicted to the way you make me feel. I want you so bad, I want it all… I’ll take every hard thrust, every filthy touch. I’m yours tonight, completely, and I want you to know it.”

“I love hearing you moan, every gasp, every groan… it drives me crazier than the cravings ever could,” I admit, gasping softly. “I’m completely lost in you… completely addicted, completely desperate… and I love it.”

By the time I pause, I’m shaking, dripping, consumed with need. As much as I crave crack, right now it’s your cock, your hands, your control that I need the most. I’m a mess… and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Pole dancing, dirty druggy whore who always needs more of you!

Stripper phone sex

One of my favorite things to do is dancing, especially on that damn sexy pole and I know for a face that y’all love watching me dirty dance. Swinging and swaying. Looks even better when I naked. My soiled sloppy wet snatch in the air, splashing your face with yummy cum. I’d love nothing more than you sitting below me as I flying around your throbbing cock like a fairy princess, with a bad girl pulsating clam.

Cum call me up and let me fill your filthy fucking ear with steaming hot stripper stories….

My past involves dancing, that how I made it big before porn, which I’d love to share with you btw, getting me flexible and able to bend like a badass.  I fucking love stripping part time now it’s a sexual release while performing poll dancing, spreading my sunshine far out with my sexy ass snatch lips flapping. I had so many dollar bills thrown at me.  I was the talk of the town, the girl that can make any throbbing girthy fat cum under five minutes to almost none.

I can run my own damn club with the work I do. I love telling you all stories on the phone while filling your ear with nasty slurping sucking sounds. I wanna fill your nasty cheeks with your rock hard balls of steal. I have the special ability at controlling every throbbing muscle that cums through me whether on the phone or in your face honey.  I know how to fuck and make a buck, racking those stack and buying fancy cars. 

Private coke dances are my fucking favorite. Taking my clients to a private room for that boom boom bumping. I had customers lining up my ass and sniffing it all up before sucking down on my nasty ass. These guys just can’t get enough. I consider myself the best bitch around. Doesn’t take much and my regulars already know baby.

Drunk girl fucking

My absolute favorite was bending my badass bitty popping butt cheeks in your face so you can watch everything that cum through. High as hell as your cock works it’s magic. I’m a highly flexible girl. Running circles, hot spanking splits, or my legs wrapped around your back.

Smashing my face in laps and choking giving my all on the most expensive cock, turning me blue for that extra extra cash. Your dipping wet cockhead with pre cum tips aiming right to my moist hole. Always sitting on as many laps as my tight tingly twat can handle.

Swing me around, pin me on the ground and throw my knees up to my chin. I wanna watch cum guzzling  in like a flowing rive. I’m a cum slut whore who’s so high. Your dick feels like a speed cock blaster blowing massive amounts of spunk. 

Hot Stripper Sex Alyssa Sets The Stage After Midnight

Hot Stripper Sex

Hot stripper sex starts the moment I slip into the champagne room and feel his eyes lock onto me. He always comes back. Always pays more. Always wants me messier, hungrier, and completely under his spell. I know exactly what I am to him, and I lean into it hard.

I move slow on purpose, letting the silence stretch, letting him watch every inch of me while dropping to my knees giving him the best blowjob his wife could never give him. I whisper just enough to keep him hooked, letting him think I’m his dirty little nigger slut, the one he can’t resist, the one no one else could ever give him like I do. I love the way that look crosses his face when I tease, like he’s helpless for me tonight.

The lights stay low and tension coils thick in the room. A glass of whiskey sweats on the table while I edge closer, letting him burn on every move. I proceed to gobble up his cock down my throat as i stoke him slowly but swiftly, letting him feel the full pull of my hunger and submission. I know exactly how to make him ache without giving it all away, how to leave him desperate for more every time he sees me.

He tips reckless, desperate. I twist the anticipation, hold him on the edge, and watch as he crumbles under the tension I create. Every smirk, every flick of my hair, every whispered tease keeps him coming back, craving the chaos only I bring.

By the time the night ends, he’s spent more than he expected, and I’ve left him thinking about me with my tits dripping with his sticky cum, replaying every look, every word, every subtle motion.

That’s how I like it. Wanted. Paid. Remembered.

Hot Stripper Sex on Amateur Night Turned into an Girl Orgy

hot stripper sexI might seem too old for hot stripper sex to you, but the sexy mommy still has a lot of moves. I keep my body in shape with yoga and Pilates. And a lot of fucking. So, I don’t think I feel like I’m in my 40s or even look like I’m in my 40s.

Everybody’s home from college for the holidays. So, I have my whole family here. My oldest daughter attends grad school and my middle daughter is a sophomore in college. And my youngest daughter still goes to high school and lives at home full-time. My oldest daughter thought it would be fun if we went to a local strip club.

Now she did not tell me that she signed us up for amateur night. Something you probably already know about me, but in case you don’t, I’ll tell you. I’m a greedy whore. I’m always worried about the bottom falling out so I want a nice nest egg. So, I doubt I will ever stop hooking. Or working my phone sex line. Because I make great money doing both.

Even if I’m less busy than I was two years ago, I’m still making money beyond what a woman with a GED could possibly make in this world. So, I told my daughter I felt game for amateur night. Even if I didn’t hold any hopes of winning, I still thought it would be fun.

My youngest daughter felt left out, but I told her I would take care of her with a special date when we got home. She’s not old enough to get into a strip club. My youngest still has that baby face. Even a fake ID probably wouldn’t work.

Wherever I Go, I Recruit New Talent for My Home Brothel

Now a fake ID works with my daughter who’s 20. Nobody can tell the difference between a 20-year-old and a 21-year-old. I thought my daughters would compete in the same contest too. But I guess they felt like they wouldn’t be able to hold a candle to their sexy mommy. And they just let me have the honors.

Well, I worked that stage and that crowd and I won the amateur contest much to the dismay of a lot of the younger girls competing with me. I think they thought I rigged the contest. But I told them that I had a job for them if they wanted to join an elite brothel.

Strippers make good money yes. But hooking makes the real money. And I’m always looking for young nubile talent for my hookers for hire enterprise. The girls’ curiosity seemed high, so I invited three of them back to my place after the contest ended. Every brothel needs money hungry girls. And hot ones.

We enjoyed an orgy with three bonus girls. But it was all girls. Me. my three daughters and these three new hookers I just hired. Lots of pussy eating. In fact, I think I still smell like pussy. However, I am not complaining. I love that smell. Best smell ever right boys?

So, it turned out to be a fun night. I won $5000 and got a job offer to be a feature dancer at the strip club. Which I’m considering. Plus, I recruited three new girls for my home brothel. And I ate six pussies. Just another night in the life of a sexy whore.

BBC Phone Sex Whore is The Best Way to Be

Just last night I got a call that confirmed my choices are suitable for men alike. A BBC phone sex whore like me will always bring in the sissy fags that love the BBC as much as me. And I love to hear their stories.

Obviously after a good hard coking and gangbang taking night, the craving continues. That need to feel more big nigger dicks in that slut hole is a fucking high. And this high needs to be fed.

When I am all coked up and been fucking the VIP room into a smell of quim, and jizz I can’t stop craving more. My fucking stinky fucked pussy needs to get that slamming filthy hot fucking. Without any hesitation I am ready for the next one to just come fucking drill me.

Finally my holes will be skanky like a two cent hooker taking bum loads in the back alley of a jack shack all night long. And I don’t fucking care as all I want is more party favors and dick flavors.

BBC phone sex

Stripper Sex Stories From a Total Whore That Does More

Stripper Sex Stories

I Stripped for a little bit, to help momma pay bills. I have tons of stripper sex stories. Mommy would pimp out this little pussy when I was young. I remember shaking my money maker and showing my gash in the living room to all kinds of pervert peters. She always said I had to help keep the lights on. So I did what momma said.

Hell I even charged boys at school! They wanted to see what a pussy looked like, felt like and smelled like. By That time I was a hustler. I ain’t never minded droppin my drawers to make a dollar. You wanna see tits, ass and pussy. I got em and for the right price I’ll show em, and you can even get your dick wet.

Ill tell you one time My momma had a party in our living room and we were dancing for dollars and these were some sick trashy fuckers! They wanted me and momma to make our and lick each others snatches. I aint never sucked on a snatch like I latched on to my mommas. We made so much money that night, and we both got off good. Squirting cooter juice everywhere! Those dudes really liked it to because Some of those guys paid even more to fuck us.  All those big fat cocks just shared me and momma. It was hot, and we got paid!

Toilet Sex and Forbidden Fucking Stripper With Big Dick

 Toilet sex and the forbidden fucking a stripper when I just can’t deny a big dick. At 47, I am one of the oldest strippers at the club. However my stripper whore body is still  toned, tanned, and barely concealed beneath a sheer, sequined G-string.

Obviously, I know  that the real money was in the private dances, in the back rooms and the bathrooms. And that’s where I truly excel. Men loose their minds with a flick of tongue and a squeeze. My draining of balls is my true bread and butter.

There was my next target, Tall, dark, and handsome. Sporting a twinkle in his eye and a bulge in his pants. Just like I like them, big..

Toilet Sex and A Good Time

“Hey, big boy,” I purred. “Looking for a good time?”

The man grinned, his eyes roaming over my body. “I think I’m in the right place.”

Now taking his hand I led him towards the back of the club, past the flashing lights and the thumping music. Then I pushed him down onto a ratty couch and straddled his lap,  G-string riding up to reveal the curve of my ass.

“You like what you see?” I asked, grinding hips against his.

“Fuck yeah, I do.” he exhaled with a groan.

Then I stood up and led him towards the bathroom, a small, tiled room with a single toilet and a cracked mirror.

“Now, let’s see what you’re working with,” I said, reaching for his belt.

Finally I dropped to my knees and took his cock in hand, stroking it slowly, feeling it grow harder with every touch. Then leaning forward I ran my tongue along the shaft, tasting the salt of his skin.

The man groaned, his hips bucking forward. Living up to my name I took him into my mouth.  I sucked him down deep and really gave that dick a joy ride.

Then I felt his cock twitching, his balls tightening. Pulling back off that cock “Not yet,” in a husky voice “I want you to fuck me first.”

Finally I stood up and turned around, bending over the toilet. I slid the G-string aside, revealing my wet sloppy pussy to him. The man groaned, his cock throbbing with need.

Toilet sex

I’ll Fuck and Cum for Daddy Anytime, Anyplace

Creampie slutI couldn’t believe how hot this guy was. He was in the front row, watching me strip. I loved his eyes on me, the way he made me wet. He grabbed me when I came off stage, pulled me into a dark corner, and kissed me hard. I was moaning, rubbing against him, desperate to get his cock in me. He lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around him. He thrust into me, and I was in heaven. He fucked me against the wall, our moans echoing off the walls of the strip club.

He flipped me around, bent me over, and drove into me again. His cock was so deep, I could hardly stand it. I was cumming all over his cock, cumming like I never had before. “Fill me up,” I begged him. “Shoot your cum deep inside me.” He growled and thrust harder, pounding me until he shot his load deep in my pussy. I felt it spill out of me, some dripping down my thighs, some staining his pants. “Good girl,” he panted, pulling out and kissing my cheek.