Sue Storm Has A Talent For Exotic Dancing

The Invisible Woman pulled at the pole, hauling herself up. The back of her right knee wrapped around the metal and she let go with her hands, leaning back as she began a slow rotation down the pole, controlled only by her leg muscles.

"Good form," Nissa said. "You're in excellent shape, and you're a quick study. But..."

Sue frowned as she grabbed the pole and her high heels clicked on the floor of the stage. They did their lessons in the club, during the day when it was closed to customers. The blonde heroine was dressed in a plain white wifebeater tucked into the elastic band of blue athletic shorts, he heels were cheap three-inch clear plastic.

"But what?" Sue pressed.

"You lack passion," Nissa said firmly. The small, dark-skinned Asian woman was dressed in a pink T-shirt that proclaimed her the world's best teen mom, and a matching pink bikini bottom. Her pink latex boots were laced up to the knee, and she stood with hands on hips. "You have the form, but you need to sell it. The audience needs to **** you with their eyes. They have to believe that you are the most desirable piece of fuckmeat on the planet."

The blonde chewed that over.

"So what do I have to do?"

Nissa raised an eyebrow.

"You want to win this?" she said. "Lose the clothes. Let yourself go."

It felt stupid for Sue Storm to be taking orders from a woman nearly half her age. Yet the heroine did not lack determination. With barely a moment of hesitation, she pulled off the wifebeater and pulled down shorts and panties. The blonde stood there naked, her lean, toned body totally exposed. Nissa's dark eyes focused on the sight of the mightiest MILF she had ever seen.

"Marvelous," the stripper said. "Now. Show me what you can do."

So Sue did. She climbed the pole, hand-over-hand. Gripped the hard steel between her thighs. With a display of strength and agility, the Invisible Woman gyrated up and down the poll. She swung, her labia almost brushing the cold steel, her breasts moving uncontained. At the foot of the stage, Nissa stood, her pink bottom down around her knees, fingers rubbing at her stiff little clit, a knowing smile on her face as Sue lost herself in the pleasure of the dance, the blonde slapping her own ass hard.

It was time for the next step.