Pure Pussy

You been cooped up for three days, with only seventeen people to fuck. A little trip to a bastion of lust is just what you need.

"Steve to the car. You'll be taking me to Pure Pussy."

The two of you walk to the car and are soon on your way. You arrive rather early. Amateur night posters line the blackened windows.

Amateur night, not what you were hoping for, but there are...possibilities.

You saunter in drawing appreciative stares. You take a table near the stage. Sitting at the table next to you is a woman wearing a leather mini-skirt and corset. Her essence is dark, but could still do with a little cleansing.

The dancer on stage is uninteresting. Her essence is dark, and she is simply not that attractive. Her song ends.

The announcer's voice booms. "Next up, Jezebel!" And, the next dancer takes the stage. You almost whistle. She is both incredibly sexual and in dire need of a cleansing.

Your neighbor leans in. "Great isn't she? Bitch is loyal too, I've been trying to get into her pants since the first time she did amateur night."

"Today is your lucky day, get me in to see her and I promise if you don't get her, you can have me."

You let your aura of lust work on her. She licks her burgundy lips.

"Well..."