Riley gives Lana a show

“Oh God,” Lana whispered, unable to move as she watched her long-time crush gyrating on her lap. She had an unobstructed view of Riley’s breasts as they pressed against the fabric of her dress.

“Oh my, they look bigger than ever, am I seeing things?” she thought.

Meanwhile, Riley was enjoying her little prank way too much. At first, she only wanted to tease her friend for a short moment but she was getting carried away. The corrupt **** wasn’t just eroding her inhibitions, it was fueling her desire to prove she could be better than the stripper behind her. With a naughty smile, she removed the straps of her dress, the garment gradually revealing more of her body with each movement. Lana’s breathing came slightly harder as she watched with rapt anticipation Riley’s white bra, the tender flesh overflowing the lace cups, a proof that her body was changing to match her lustful actions.

Angel smirked while watching Riley’s actions. It wasn’t the first time someone tried to compete with her, either in the club or in the bedroom, and each time she showed her superior skills.

_“This bitch is no match for me,” _Angel thought, finding a perverse pleasure at masturbating Riley’s boyfriend between her asscheeks. And Riley couldn’t see that, Angel blowing her a kiss when the blonde looked backward.

“Remember, no touching,” Riley said again. Unless this time she clearly didn’t say it out of jealousy rather to annoy the dancer.

“Don’t tell me how to do my job,” Angel responded. “Is that all you can do?” she added, a hint of jealousy in her voice when she saw Riley freeing her perky pair of DDs, not realizing that her smaller set of Cs were growing too.

“You see, I’m not a stripper, so that’s mean that Lana can do whatever she wants to me, isn’t that right Lana?”

The young lesbian didn’t have enough time to answer. Leaning back, Riley dragged her bare breasts across Lana’s face, pausing as the erect nipples crossed her lips. Tentatively, Lana let her tongue dart out to flick a nipple, before closing her lips around it. Riley grinned approvingly as her hands roamed on Lana’s body, sneaking under her dress to massage her soft skin.

“So do you still want a stripper dancing for you? Because she won’t let you do this,” Riley said, staring condescendingly at her friend.

Riley’s words were pushing Angel to do more, she wanted to see the bitch’s face after she made his boyfriend cum inside her. She wasn’t caring about Alice’s reaction or the bouncer in the other room. Now naked except for her heels and fishnets, she grabbed Danny’s shaft and guided it until it was pressed against her drenched cunt.

“Keep it quiet and I’ll give you a ride you won’t forget, unless you want trouble with your girlfriend and the bouncer,” she whispered to Danny. The young man was hypnotized by the stripper’s tattoos. The corrupted ink was swirling as it expanded on her back, a line of dark ink slowly creeping along her spine toward the tattooed wings on her shoulder blades. Other lines were plunging down her asscrack, eliciting new desires as they circled her asshole. Angel was tempted to let him fuck her ass, instead she let him fill her pussy, doing her best to restrain a groan of pleasure as she gyrated on his cock, her hands hiding their joined crotches.

Riley didn’t see this, in fact, she wasn’t caring about her boyfriend. Right now she was entirely focused on what she was doing with Lana. Her friend was totally subjugated, kissing every part of Riley’s body she could reach. Lana started to get more adventurous too, her shyness overran by her fantasy becoming true, albeit not the way she imagined it at first. Their lips ended up connecting and they kissed, gently at first before their lips locked, tongues swirling around, moaning softly into each other's mouths as they made out.

“Mmmhh, not bad for someone who pretends to be straight”, Riley said as she stopped their passionate make-out session, failing to notice that she never kissed a girl like that before. Lana didn’t answer, eyes closed, she tried to regain her senses, her abused mind trying to understand what was happening. She didn’t react when she felt Riley moved forward. But her train of thoughts was brutally stopped when she felt a cold liquid rain on her. Looking up, she saw Riley pouring the bottle on both of them. The blonde was on her knees, naked, her thighs on either side of Lana’s head. Some of the **** ended up inside Riley’s open mouth but most of it soaked Riley’s curvacious body as well as Lana’s clothes. Lana stared at the mesmerizing show above her, Riley’s luscious body glistening under the spotlights as rivulets of alcohols ran down her. Instinctively, Lana tried to drink the delicious fluid spilled on her, but with little success, eliciting a chuckle from Riley. She revered manipulating Lana like this, her initial desire to tease her shy friend was turned into a drive to turn her into a shameless dyke. She took a large gulp of champagne but didn’t swallow it. Instead, she grabbed Lana’s head and hold her still as she began to slowly dribble the **** into Lana’s open mouth.

“Yesss, good girl,” Riley said, watching gleefully while Lana licked her lips, lips that seemed fuller than a few seconds earlier. Her words pierced through Lana’s clouded mind to make her heart fluttered as she realized she was pleasing her long-time crush.

“Do you want to help me improve my little show?”Riley asked with a false tone of innocence in her voice.

“Yes, oh yes please, love you, I…” Lana sputtered, Riley gently moving her head forward while her other hand moved toward her cunt. Riley spread it open with two fingers, her crotch, drenched with a mix of champagne and her own arousal hovering a few inches above Lana’s face.

The rational part of her mind screamed that this was madness, that she shouldn’t do this here, both of them could be in big trouble. But this part was currently muffled by her desires, a thought popping in her mind telling her that if she’ll do a good job Riley will reward her.

Riley moaned when the tip of Lana’s tongue connected with her pussy, she began to lap it with a growing hunger, snaking her tongue inside her pink pussy, going about her business in just about every way that she could think, the corrupt fluids fueling her lust.

“Oh fuck… that’s so fucking good… you’re a good little pussylicker...” Riley was urging Lana to continue her ministrations, her obscene compliments encouraging Lana, but also making Angel hornier than ever. Gradually she intensified her thrusts, caution forgotten as she got closer to climax.

“Yes, don’t stop, I’m almost…” Riley moaned. But louder moans and grunts of pleasures coming from behind temporarily distracted her. Turning her head, she was shocked to see Angel riding her boyfriend with abandon, the stripper gasping with pleasure as she came on Danny’s hard cock, the poor boy unable to cum while Angel’s velvety walls clamped on his shaft.

Riley was angry, angry because Danny is cheating right in front of her, angry because Angel shouldn’t do that, but most of all she was angry because she thought she was by far the one giving the hottest show and clearly Angel was giving her a run for her money. She briefly considered calling the bouncer, stopping this once and for all. But Lana’s nimble tongue erased her thoughts when it finally bought her to the edge. She shrieked, the music barely covering the noise as squirted on Lana’s face, the clear fluid exploding into her mouth and washing over her chin and cheeks all at once, the dark-haired woman hungrily gulping down Riley’s girlcum, the taste even better than the champagne she just drank.

To Riley’s surprise, what was the best orgasm she ever had wasn’t enough to quench her desires, she could already feel the premises of another one coming. And apparently, it was the same for Angel who was now groping her now DDs tits while riding Danny.

The stripper was so caught in her intense sex that she didn’t notice the newcomer approaching the group. But Riley did and waved at the newcomer with a naughty smile on her lips.