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Stripper Hoe

LECTURES 1,482
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Durée 55m

LECTURES 1,482
Votes 52
Parties 10
Durée 55m

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My mama Dont know and my daddy Dont care. So I'm out here trying to make it. No matter if its shaking my ass on the pole or if its having a  private section with a big balling nigga. Money is money.

But would I ever find love?Tous Droits Réservés

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Hidden Flames [The Ludovicas: Second Generation Book Three], écrit par ameesaAhlam

(Can be read as a standalone.) My parents are hell bent on getting me married, convinced that a wife will magically "fix" me. As a mafia leader, idle talks and constant affection makes no sense to me. Never had and never will. Thanks to some dumb rule and my parents' constant nagging, I settle down with the girl of their choice. Irene's the type of girl I would never give a second glance to, the type I would deem average looking. And that's just not it. She's a chatter box who can't survive without physical affection. A complete opposite of me. I never had a need for a wife but with every innocent touch, every stupid smile, every word of hers my walls break down until I am left yearning for her with an intensity I can't even comprehend.

His sweet addiction [EDITING], écrit par Ivyaza3

Everybody knows that strippers are not the best persons to find love in, she would belong to the streets. She already showed it to thousands of men. But what if I told you it wasn't the case for a multi-billionaire who meet a stripper at the local club in his home town. He went with his friends back from college and was just having fun. Everyone knows he is not the type to even date its just a touch and leave and that would be few lucky girls that would enjoy his dick. And most of those are bitches who sucked his thing and not directly having sex. When he met her and took her to the hotel he realized something he hadn't seen in any other woman. You must be saying this dude is crazy. Something in a stripper. He started to like her sloowly. At the hotel, they didn't do anything that's how he started saying she isn't all that bad. She was in the shower and while that was happening, on the television news reporters reported about the encounter at the club and were wondering what went down after they both left the club. They were making some opinion that she isn't the one for you. Because of class and she belongs to the street. But who knows who what love can take you to. Become addicted to something that would lead to his downfall. Addicted to something that could kill him.

Veronica's Story, écrit par MissShantiBaby

I'm only 17 and got the weight on the world on my shoulders. I'm struggling to do good in school, keep a job, and find a place to live. I ain't got no parents, never knew my dad and my mama ain't shit. It's a hard situation for me. Don't know what the next hour will bring me. Scared that I'll walk into the wrong place at the wrong time. Well they say everything happens for a reason. Maybe something greater awaits me ? Excuse any errors !!!

My Summer break., écrit par Blitsrainer

I'm just an every day girl that get's off of work till many try to date me but I always remain single till I get ready but at my times on being seceret I did not want my work place to know I have a persional life on dancing at a pole but well seriously it's a kind of work out and yes I did order a pole just to dance on and well it helps me flex my legs and my tail though since it's my summer I should hang out at the beach often or hang around at my pool either way one of em sounds fun but my bigger question is... will I find love or just another simple bad luck on being a surrogate for something I would not want. (the picture belongs to hexami) (his DA: https://hexamithefreak.deviantart.com/ ) (his FA: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/hexami/ ) (Give him Credit for letting me use his picture.)

The Jungle, écrit par Certified_papi

I can't feel or can I feel? He wants to love me but I don't know if I'll ever be ready. Being trapped in this confined place is harming me and killing me on the inside. I just need to be freed but how can I when its so much things I'm unaware of. Twenty two years strong and I still don't know my identity because of all the harm they caused me. Will he be my thug in shining armor or will I get sucked into the vortex of The Jungle.

In Too Deep, écrit par lesha

Skye's parents were killed and she was put into foster care at the age of 11. Now at the age of 18, she's a legal adult with no where to go and no one to help her. So she turned to the club. She's a stripper living a decent life. But what happens when the cutest stud Skye has even seen came in the club and requests a private dance? Offering a higher paying job at The Bunny, Skye accepts before realizing that Zayne was more than the mere owner of The Bunny but the ruthless King Pen, Z, of Easton. And she has taken a special liking to Skye. But will they last with Zayne's infidelity and Skye's trust issues? Will Zayne be okay with Skye shaking her ass and removing her clothes for money? Will Skye be happy knowing Zayne could be murdered at any moment while she's selling drugs and weapons? But more importantly, will she be Zayne's ride or die?

Blindsided By The Boss, écrit par JeniRaeD

Enemies-to-lovers * Bickering/bantering Boss/employee * Romantic comedy with a HEA He says I'm a hemorrhoid and a massive dark cloud without a silver lining. I consider him a bosshole and heartless prick--because that's what he is and more. I've never met my boss. He works only through emails. I was two months in at my new job, when I had to fly to Florida to bury my grandmother. The night of her funeral, an overly hot man approached me while I was in the middle of trying to meet a deadline, wondering if I'd be interested in having a wild night with him. It had been a couple years since I Iast been with a man. I was pissed at my boss, and he was good looking, so I accepted his offer. Next, I emailed my boss telling him I wasn't making the deadline because I was going to get laid. And I did... lots of it. The next morning he was gone. Months later, I run into my boss--in the dark--on masquerade night at a sex club. Let's just say we had an interesting moment. After that I wanted to kill him more than I already wanted to. Weeks later. I had the shock of my life when we met face to face at my best friends wedding. Callum's a one-and-done type of guy. And I wasn't looking for love either. But our friends had other plans for us. They thought we were the perfect match and did all they could to set us up. Will us two stubborn hotheads see we're meant to be? Credit for cover: https://selfpubbookcovers.com/RLSather

Talk to strangers!, écrit par KellyVanhoutte

During pandemic Ilsa is bored as fuck. She tries to find some kind of distraction. She struggles with her own demons but also miss talking to people. She is very social and loves to meet new people. One night she can't sleep and stumble upon a platform where you can meet new people. Can she really find a new friendship or maybe even love online? What happens next... well you have to read. Sorry for any mistakes.

𝐾𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠 ✔️, écrit par briinlovee

MxMxFxMxM "It's okay to quit, mami." Elliot whispered in my ear. Shivers shot down my back as I felt him move around me. I stared ahead, my heart beating wildly. The feeling of wooden pole lightly grazing my back. "He's right, honey. You can, we won't be mad." Vincent said. My eyes shot to his from across the mat. He stood there with his hands behind his back. I growled softly. I quickly turned and went to grab the pole but was stopped short when my body was slammed to the ground. "Mmm. Our angry little baby is getting quite frustrated." Close to my face was Sammy smirking at me. He had my body trapped under his. I felt desire and anger boil in me. "You guys don't play fair." I said softly. Sammy chuckled while he was doing that, I shot my knee up and hit his stomach. He yelped out and I quickly shot up. "Ha! I won." I said while doing a little dance. I felt a little kiss on my neck then my arms were being drawn back behind me. My eyes drooped a little as they continued down my neck. "Good job, little one. But what's going to stop you from me?" 𒊹︎𒊹︎𒊹︎ Arabella Davis is a orphan who can't remember anything from the time she is 10. Now that she is 17 she finds herself in a mental hospital but was transferred to a school for the gifted. The Academy of Dark Arts. She meets four mysterious men who find interest in her and now they want her to themselves. DISCLAIMER- THIS IS A GROUP RELATIONSHIP AKA A POLY RELATIONSHIP. IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED IN THAT OR UNDERAGE PLS CLICK OFF!!!!! Thank you

Try me, écrit par riotink

I know that I'm fucked up we all have one thing that fucks us up wether its a person or a thing. But the problem is nobody owns it i own the fact that I'm fucked up to feel better about myself and my problems. I might be damaged goods. But all i want is for you to fucking try me. not edited

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Hidden Flames [The Ludovicas: Second Generation Book Three] cover

His sweet addiction [EDITING] cover

Veronica's Story cover

My Summer break. cover

The Jungle cover

In Too Deep cover

Blindsided By The Boss cover

Talk to strangers! cover

𝐾𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠 ✔️ cover

Hidden Flames [The Ludovicas: Second Generation Book Three]

(Can be read as a standalone.) My parents are hell bent on getting me married, convinced that a wife will magically "fix" me. As a mafia leader, idle talks and constant affection makes no sense to me. Never had and never will. Thanks to some dumb rule and my parents' constant nagging, I settle down with the girl of their choice. Irene's the type of girl I would never give a second glance to, the type I would deem average looking. And that's just not it. She's a chatter box who can't survive without physical affection. A complete opposite of me. I never had a need for a wife but with every innocent touch, every stupid smile, every word of hers my walls break down until I am left yearning for her with an intensity I can't even comprehend.