Slowly, Angel straightened again but, though she smiled at me over her shoulder, she kept her back to me. Her ass came towards me while her hips continued to move to the music. I gripped the couch on either side of my legs to resist the suddenly strong urge to grab that spellbinding ass. Angel moved over my legs, hovering there for the longest time still moving to the music. Then agonizing inches at a time, she lowered herself on to me and I let out a shuddering breath. I could feel the heat from her body as her ass began to buck against my pussy. I couldn't help it. I jerked my pussy up against her ass. She made a purring sound deep in her throat.
"There you go, baby. Let me know you like it." Her head fell back to my shoulder and she kept her ass moving so I kept moving against her. We developed a nice rhythm but I was embarrassed by how erratic my breathing was becoming since my mouth was basically at her ear. I didn't want to do anything wrong but I couldn't stop my nose from burying in her hair. I was all but nuzzling her as I inhaled her intoxicating scent. Suddenly, she spun around. She was on top of me again and straddling me. Angel looked into my eyes before she leaned in to kiss me. I've never experienced anything as sensual as those lips on mine. She was soft and sweet but then she turned demanding. Her mouth opened against mine and I felt her tongue reach out to stroke mine. I moaned long and loud. She purred again and then I whimpered as she took her lips from me.
"Baby, you're too sweet." She watched me as she brought her hands up to my tits and kneaded them. I sighed and she smiled.
"Yeah . . . That feels good doesn't it, Toni?" She saw where my eyes trained – to her much larger tits as they bounced freely between our bodies, her long nipples stood out straight. They pointed at me like twin little erect dicks. Her purr this time was one of disappointment.
"Aw, baby, I'm not allowed to let you touch me. Rules of the lap-dance. But here." Angel released my tits and leaned forward, rubbing our chests together. I could feel her hard nipples stab into my own and I cried out,
"Oh, Angel! Please!" I didn't even know what I was begging for except that she never stop causing me to feel this good. She kissed me again. This time, she held my face in her hands and angled my head to her preference. The kiss was hot and carnal as our tits continued to rub and mash together. Angel was still grinding her pussy against mine and the heat I felt coming from her was matched if not surpassed by my own. I couldn't get enough of her. And I was about to have an orgasm. It was as though Angel sensed this because her hand left my face and traveled between our bodies until she slid it down over my crotch. I bucked even more furiously against her as her fingers dug into the fabric of my knit pants and panties. The force of her hips accelerated, driving her hand against my pussy again and again. All the while her tongue fucked my mouth and I whimpered against her.
"That's it, baby," she whispered against my lips.
"Cum for me, Toni." That purr was back as she dove into my mouth again. My orgasm swept threw me so powerfully that tears poured down my cheeks.
"Yes, Angel!" I yelled.
"Yes!" Her hips dug her hand into me one last time and I realized she was cumming too. I had made this gorgeous creature cum! I couldn't imagine how that was possible since my fingers were still tightly curled into the couch cushions but somehow I knew it had. Angel kept kissing me while she sighed and then she was licking my lips and all down my neck.
"Baby, oh, baby . . . I'm not done with you yet." She purred against the top of my tits and I shivered. She laughed softly.
"Not by a long shot." But then there was pounding at the door and one of the other girls said,
"Time's up, Angel. I need the room." Angel sat up and looked down at me.
"I get off in an hour. Wait for me?" I was more shocked by this question than anything that had happened tonight so far. Before this I was convinced Angel was playing a part. Sure she may have enjoyed herself a bit but I assumed that was all part of her game – that she simply enjoyed turning other women on for fun.
Now she wanted to extend my lap-dance? Into what? A make out session in the alley? As much as I wanted to keep feeling this way, I was getting in a bit over my head now. Angel could sense my hesitation it seemed.
