1. Threads: The Island Chapter 4


    Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: Fiction, Author: xmistiex, Rating: 87.2, Source: sexstories.com

    it as a sign she was pleased with his compliment and while she slipped her panties around her ankles, he pulled another twenty from his pocket. Sahara stood, bent over at the waist and slid her panties back up her legs. It was the first glimpes Kyle got of her ass and of her pussy from the rear and it made him lick his lips. She straightened as she slipped her black panties with the silver lace back up, adjusting them on her hips and then she half-turned and sat on his right thigh. "Here," Kyle said, lifting the twenty and handing it to her. "Best dance I've ever had. If I could give you a hundred bucks I would, and you'd stil deserve a tip." "Aren't you sweet," she said, and gave him a brief peck on the lips. "Thank you, Kyle." Sahara slipped her bra back on in a swift, practiced movement, fastening it and then running her fingers quickly through her hair, shrugging it back into place. "Shall we?" she said, standing and holding a hand out to Kyle to help him get up. He smiled, took her hand and stood up, feeling a little wobbly for a moment, making her chuckle. "Knee trembler?" Kyle nodded. "Told you you were good." "Oh, I know I'm good," she said, smirking. "Honestly though, I don't usually get turned on when I do a lapdance, but there's something about you, Kyle." Kyle smiled, but he knew that was a line. He didn't say anything further, but let her lead him from the booth and back through the beaded curtains to the main room. She stopped and gave him a peck on the cheek, ...
    and with a whispered, "Thanks for the dance," she was off. Kyle looked over at his friends, watching a dancer up on the main stage doing naked acrobatics with her thighs clasped around a steel pole, and smiling, he headed for the bathroom. Kyle, Ed and Casey arrived at Club Boca but had to wait in the queue. The time passed quickly with Casey repeatedly reminding Ed not to be a total dick and Ed repeatedly quizzing Kyle about the lapdance. Since he cleaned himself up in the bathroom at the club, Kyle hadn't said a word about it to his buddies. He'd also ditched his boxers in the restroom waste-paper bin and ended up going commando. There was no way he was going to tell Ed that story. At a little after twelve they were admitted to Club Boca, a large place focussed around dancing and drinking, with DJ's playing a mixture of mainstream dance and latin house music, and Kyle immediately picked up on the cool chilled vibe of the place. Ed and Casey hit the bar while Kyle went looking for the girls. The guys had caught up with him again by the time he spotted them, so the three of them walked over to join them. "Hey," Kyle smiled as he approached Julietta. "Hi Kyle," she said, smiling back. "So you guys made it then? We thought you weren't gonna show." Kyle smiled, knowing without a shadow of a doubt that Sahara wasn't Julietta, but the similarity to her was frightening. Realising he hadn't answered her, he smiled. "Yeah, we got stuck in the line outside. Here now though." "Glad to ...
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