Yes she does

You imagined that there were a lot of things going through Beth Anne's mind. How did I get here? Do I really want to do this? None of it mattered though, as Beth Anne Riley, without saying a word, raised her hips and whisked her G-string down to her knees before kicking them off.

Your hand quickly moved back between her legs. Thrusting your middle finger deep into her sopping cunt while your thumb played with her clit.

"OH FUCK YESSS," the teen cried out as her hips jerked as she came for you.

Feeling her twat's vise-like grip on your finger deepened your hunger.

"No more bitchy cheerleader; you're just a needy whore craving my cock, aren't you?" you taunt as you add a second finger to her still spasming pussy.

"Aren't you!" You repeat louder.

Gasping for breath, she nods, replying, "I'm your needy little whore."

"Good girl," you assure her before ordering, "Turn around and fish me out."

At your order, Beth Anne Riley stands up, her legs still shaky. Turning around, she leaned down, her hands undoing your belt. Your button being freed was followed by the sound of your zipper moving. You hiss in pleasure as she reached into your boxers, her hot hand wrapping around your throbbing shaft.

Extracting you, your 8-inch cock stood straight up, precum already leaking from the head. Beth Anne studied your cock, her tongue wetting her lips.

The hunger in her eyes had you saying, "You want a taste, don't you?"

"Yesssss" was her whispered reply.

"Go ahead," you tell the teen.

Beth Anne dropped to her knees, her eyes glued to your cock. Leaning in, you caught her by surprise when your hand shot out, grabbing her neck. Drawing her in, you savagely kissed her as you dominated her mouth.

Breaking the kiss, you tell her roughly, "Only a taste; my cum is not going down your throat but in your tight little cunt."

Beth Anne had that unique look of slutty hunger mixed with fear, which told you everything you needed to know when she asked, "Do you have a condom?"

"Nope, is that going to be a problem?" You inform her.

You could see the wheels moving in her head. It was very much going to be a problem.

A shark-like grin took over your face as you taunted, "Working at a strip club without birth control, you naughty little girl."

You could see the indecision in her eyes. Before her better sense could come to the fore, you decided to act. Reaching out, you grab her wrist, wrapping her hand around your dick.

"Give it a lick," you order.

With that act you saw the hunger win in her internal struggle. Leaning down, her delicate tongue whipped out and gathered up the precum welling from your cockshaft. The teen shivered, moaning as she tasted your cum for the first time.

Looking up at you, she growled out, "You're delicious."

Sitting back, you tell the teen, "Let's see how you feel wrapped around me."

Nodding, she stood and straddled your thighs. Looking a little daunted, she tells you, "I've never had anything that big."

Staring into each other's eyes, you felt yourself split her lips as she slowly lowered herself onto your rampant prick.

Beth Anne kissed you, her eyes getting a faraway look. Moaning into each other's mouths, you fought not to cum as inch after inch of you entered that furnace called her cunt. Finally, pubic mound mashed into pubic mound.

"Soooo deep," she babbled as you groaned at every ripple of her body.

Finally, ready to ride you, she started to move up and down just a few inches at a time. Attacking her breasts with your mouth, you grab her hips and draw her down to the loud slap of flesh on flesh. Both of you were on a hair trigger, and it didn't take long.

With one last thrust, you came screaming into her tits as she wailed, "YES YES YES."

Replete Beth Anne remained draped on you, and with every throb of your cock, more and more dangerous cum was injected into her needy womb.

Eventually, she looks you in the eyes. She looked confused and uncertain. "I have to dance again in 30 minutes."

Getting up as you leave her body, cum starts to drip out. Plugging her pussy with her finger Beth Anne quickly, if awkwardly, put her G-string back on.

"I'll, um, um, ahh," she says before giving up and grabbing the money on the table left.

Exiting the private booth yourself, you exit Shooters, heading to the burger joint.

Entering the store, you find your two lovers finishing off a burger and fries with a big to-go bag for you.

Sitting down, Jennifer quickly asks you, "Well, what happened?"

You tell them with Jennifer giggling, "that slut," as you describe what happened in the private booth. You could see the wheels start to turn as Jennifer considered how this all fit into her plans for you.

Driving the teens back to Jennifer's, you're informed that you're staying at Jennifer's all weekend and to have your blue pills ready.

You are not unhappy with those plans. You kiss each of your lovers goodnight as you drop them and their shopping off before heading home yourself.