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We're all laying in wait in the club, as instructed, a thick cloud of barely contained lust around us. The announcer told everyone to wait for a surprise but I can hardly keep still. Still, here I sit, a few candles lighting the room, waiting to see what the main act for today has cooked up.
I know my waiting has come to an end when the announcer come back on stage and the remaining lights that aren't the candles go out a spotlight on the curtain being the only indication the performer was about to come out. "And now, ladies and gentle men. The mistress of death, the beauty of terror...Cency!"
Her short jouncy leg comes out from behind the curtain. It's bare, looking squishy and smooth, and she has black heels with a teal stripe on the bottom. Her other leg follows, looking similar to the first, and she completely steps into view. The collective breath in everyone's lungs escapes at the sight of her. I'm instantly hard, my craving for her peaks, but I have a feeling that I won't be able to get a private show tonight. Her legs go all the way up, ending at her wide hips, her thic cool almond hourglass figure highlighted in the candle light. A teal high waisted sheer panty covers her body, keeping her chub tucked in. What they can see of her stomach shines faintly in the light. Her firm thirty six D breasts are held captive by a matching bra. Everyone gasps as a fairly large furry black spider crawls down her arm. With the theme that I've gathered it's no surprise that the spider is there. Most amazing to behold is the cloak she's wearing. Unlike everything else it's black with teal trim, has long sleeves, goes down to the floor, and has a hood that's up and framing her gorgeous face, framing it in shadows. She has black dreads and part of it is hiding half her face. Her eyes are drowning in teal, pupils scarce and glittering at us with mischief and a hint of nervousness. She has sharp features but they seem dulled due to her dark skin. She twirls around, the cloak and her hair flipping out then settling back into place as if by magic, as she moves to the edge of the stage.
"Happy Friday the thirteenth, everyone," she says softly wrapping her hands around the pole situated at the front. The guys sitting there are undeniably lucky. "Enjoy the show," Suddenly over the speakers I hear an altered but familiar tune. I'm in utter shock and a smile creeps onto my face when she starts singing.
"Your butt is mine, I'm gonna tell you right, just show your face in broad daylight," she sings as she runs her finger down the front of her body, rocking her shoulders back and forth slowly.
"I'm telling you on how I feel Gonna hurt your mind, don't shoot to kill," she continues while she leans over, sticking her chest out, and flicking the cloak up dramatically behind her. Fire erupts behind her at the cue.
"I'm giving you on count of three To show your stuff or let it be 'Cause I'm telling you just watch your mouth I know your game what you're about," she purrs as she wraps the cloak around her, hiding it, and doing a shimmy down to the floor of the stage, the spider crawling up her breasts.
"Well they say the sky's the limit And to me that's really true But my friend you have seen nothing So just wait till I get through," she blows a kiss at me. "Because I'm bad, I'm bad, c'mon You know I'm bad, I'm bad, you know You know I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm really really bad," she sings as she stands back up and kicks her leg up.
"And the whole world's got has to answer right now Just to tell you once again," she pauses and cocks an eyebrow at them. "Who's bad," she lets the cloak fall to the floor as she sings the line.
"The word is out, you're doing wrong Gonna lock you up before too long Your lying eyes gonna tell you right," she drawls as she rubs her swaying body with her hands and ends biting her finger.
"So listen up, don't make a fight Your talk is cheap, you're not a man You're throwing stones to hide your hands," she sings as she runs her hands through her hair.
"Well they say the sky's the limit And to me that's really true But my friend you have seen nothing So just wait till I get through," her voice rings as her hands move from her hair, scooping up the spider and placing both at her hips, the spider stays there as she puts her hands up behind her, to the clasp of the top of her bra. She undoes it and holds it to her with one arm while the other slides the straps off. She keeps her arm in place so the top doesn't fall as she keeps swaying.
"Because I'm bad, I'm bad, c'mon You know I'm bad, I'm bad, you know You know I'm bad, I'm bad," she sways more dramatically to the guitar playing as the spider crawls up her chest and over her arms to slowly crawl up her face and over her lips. "I'm really really bad," she whispers as her free hand pulls the bra out and down just enough to see a peak of dark hard nipples. "And the whole world's got to answer right now Just to tell you once again...," she stops and a dark giggle escapes past her lips as she lets the bra drop, releasing her breasts to move the spider to lay on the cloak she'd dropped. "Just to tell you once again," as she sings the line she pushes her panties down her body slowly, stepping out of them.
"Who's bad." at the end she draws her hand up her body and squeezes her breasts. She's naked, apart from her heels, her perfect body glistening in the light, her hair teased but still falling over part of her face as her hands slide down till her hands are on her hips. I have a childish grin on my face and I politely clap, the whole club erupting with noise.
"Wow, baby, that was unbelievably sexy." I tell her, when she walks down the stairs and directly to me, my hard-on still firm and full, while my eyes continue to drink up her image.
"Not your baby," she says chides as she crawls onto my lap. She my jeans down so my dick is exposed. Eying it hungrily and licking her lips, as she reaches for it. I put my hands behind my head and continue to watch the show. She grips my member firmly, rubbing her thumb over the tip, enticing pre-cum to appear. She smiles and brings her thumb up to her mouth, sucking me from it. Using her thumb, now holding me again, she spreads it around the tip and works it down the head. Her grip tightens slightly as she slowly starts moving her hand up and down. After a short time she begins to twist her wrist back and forth. She kneels between my legs and moves her mouth just above my dick. She sticks her tongue out and lightly circles the tip, flicking over it quickly, while continuing to stroke me. Increasing her speed and tighten her grip she traces her tongue down the bottom of my shaft. She goes down to my balls and comes back up. I'm moaning loudly, in the middle of the club, guys looking on jealously as I look down into her unsettling eyes.
She stops stroking me when her mouth gets back up to the head of my penis. She lets a small amount of saliva drip down onto my dick before she opens her mouth and lowers her head down. She takes me deep into her mouth, I slide in easily, and she begins to work her, now that I'm paying attention, forked tongue around my dick. I reach down to grab her hair and grips my hand fast before pinning it to my side and continuing.
"Don't be naughty," she says coldly. I laugh out loud at what I presume to be a joke and resume watching her. She licks up my shaft her tongue splitting on either side before taking me back into her mouth, working quicker, sucking hard and fast. Her hands caress my legs as I go deeper and deeper into her mouth. I close my eyes and lean my head back, feeling that feeling, knowing I'm close.
"Oh baby I'm close." I say as my breathing becomes shallower. She moans loudly, her nails replacing her delicate fingers as they scratch down sharply into my thigh. I yelp in pain and she moans the sensation vibrating thru me, and despite the blood dripping sluggishly down my skin, pushing me over the edge.She removes her mouth and looks me in the eyes, I feel trapped, consumed. "Not your fucking baby," she hisses, stroking me as I orgasm, shooting into the air, it landing on me and her hand rapidly. She doesn't stop stroking, and I don't stop cumming, my cum just covering my dick and her hand, until I'm convulsing in the chair. I scream as she sits there smiling at me with sharp teeth, still jerking me off, the teal dripping from her eyes.
"shh, it's ok baby." she says in her soft voice.
My eyes roll back into my head as it tips back one last silent scream being ripped from me before....nothing.
