Zoe gives you a lap dance

“I know what,” Naomi says. “She can give you a lap dance.” She looks down at Zoe, who doesn’t look up at either of you. “Can you give a good lap dance, ****?”

“Yes mistress,” Zoe says.

“Go sit on the couch,” Naomi says.

You pick a sofa to sit on, leaning back in the middle of it. Naomi looks for the stereo, then uses your phone to put some music on, starting with Pour it Up by Rihanna.

Zoe gets up from her kneeling position, walking over to you and standing in front of you as Rihanna sings about strip clubs and dollar bills. Zoe’s wearing a tight see through top and black short skirt, with a pair of black heels that are shiny. Having seen her crawl around, you already know she’s wearing no underwear.

She dances in front of you, and you can see from Naomi’s face that your girlfriend/**** is turned on by it. She seems entranced by Zoe’s dancing as the brunette lifts her arms by her sides. She gets up on your lap, looking you in the eyes and you look from her eyes down to her collar, then to the nipples that poke tightly against the dress; they have rings in them. Her boobs aren’t as big as Naomi’s but they’re a nice shape, and the rings are a nice touch, you think about pulling them when she’s undressed and your cock hardens through your pants.

Zoe must notice, because she immediately rubs back and forth on it with her legs spread wide and her hands up behind her head, lifting that short brown hair and showing you the shaved side of it. The tattoos up and down her arms are of dragons, snakes and flowers, all in black.

She gets off of you, crouching on her heels and she nibbles your cock through your pants. Her mouth looks so pretty, you wish you can put your cock in there when she's done.

She stands again, looking at you as she lifts her top over her head. As you see her sexy, topless body, you let out a satisfied deep breath. Naomi watches, smiling all the while as Zoe continues to dance for you. She slips her skirt off, and you admire her pussy as she walks towards you, sitting on your lap again.

Zoe is wet as she rubs on your through your pants. You stroke your hands up and down the sides of her waist, then your hands explore her ribs and you slowly move them over her breasts, squeezing them and they’re so firm. You hold the rings in her nipples and lift them a little and she moans in pain and pleasure, looking in your eyes as though you own her. For tonight, you do.