Of Strip-Clubs and Sex Kittens

You grunt as you pump your shaft into Ishtar’s cunt, her **** moans filling the room. You had decided to go visit her to discuss an idea you had while messing around with Mars. Of course, the woman started putting the flirt on and thus you accepted the offer of free snatch. What Ishtar didn’t count on was that you decided to synchronize orgasms. That alone would be an interesting experience for the sex goddess, but no you also decided to hold back your orgasm.

Currently, courtesy of the mirror at the other end of the bed you are fucking Ishtar on, you can see that she is making a rather obscene ahegao face as her orgasm is denied until you are good and ready.

With a mental flick, you release your hold and almost immediately your orgasm builds up. You can feel the build up of thrills and tingles like a blocked pipe before finally, with a groan of pleasure mixing with an orgasmic scream, you cum. You squeeze the last few drops of orgasmic pleasure into her well worn snatch before pulling out and flopping onto your back to enjoy the afterglow.

With a very happy sigh, Ishtar falls onto her side and then wraps herself around your chest. With a chuckle, you slip an arm under her and wrap it around her waist.

“So what did you wanna talk about?” she sighed happily, eyes closed as she basked in the afterglow.

“I was thinking of starting up a strip club” you reply as you enjoy the warmth of her soft body pressed into.

“Oh? By the title, would this be a place where girls peel their clothes off? Or another name for a brothel?” Ishtar asked, cracking an eye open to give you an inquisitive look.

“It’s a place where girls dance, some with clothes, some without, and some with and then ending without.” you explain.

“Ooooh, sounds spicy” Ishtar commented.

“Your thoughts?” you ask.

“Well, what exactly are we going for here? Something like a tavern, but with dancing girls? Or an amphitheater with a stage in the middle and seats around it?” she asked in reply.

“If I had an exact idea of what I wanted, I wouldn’t need you now would I?” you say to the little minx. Ishtar giggled in reply to your comment before twisting herself in such a fashion that she ended up with her back to your chest. You snort in amusement as you wrap your arms around her waist to keep her from rolling off while she enacts some form of the thinker pose and hums in thought.

“I think we could have a single stage for the ‘strip-dance’” Ishtar mused “And that will play only a few times a night and will involve the girl or girls on stage stripping until they are naked and horny” she continued. You idly began running circle patterns into her pelvis and thighs with your fingers. “Mmm yeah, that helps me think” Ishtar purred as she arched back into you “More on the labia” she directed and you slip your hand down to idly trace the folds of her labia. “Mmmmm yeah that’s the spot” she purred again, her legs folding up to give you better access. “Now where were we? Ahh yesssss the strip-dance” the minx muttered “That’s the main attraction, but I think it would be better if this was an erotic drinking establishment, so more than one stage” she mused “Multiple stages set around seating for people to drink at, and girls in sexy costumes from rather modest right down to the nearly naked can be dancing at them” she said “mmmmmm yeah that sounds gooooood” Ishtar moaned. “But it will need to be a pleasure house as well, don’t wanna blue ball the mmmmmmmen” the woman added, bucking her hips a little.

“Why don’t we start from a single stage, the main event, and work our way up from there?” you ask, dipping a finger into the woman’s snatch slowly before drawing it out equally slowly.

“Mmmmmm, yeaaaaaah” Ishtar moaned. “We’ll need to find girls that are interested and then train them up” she added “That’ll take timmmmmmme” she moaned as you switched to slowly rubbing the woman off.

“I can make it easier to find the girls, but training them will still take time” you comment.

“I like this plan,” Ishtar said airly, “I need to think like this more often,” she added.

“I’m always happy to oblige.” you say with a grin.

“Then it’s settled!” Ishtar chirped before, somehow, managing to twist herself around until her boobs were pressed into your chest. She then perched herself on your pelvis, her hands on your shoulders for support. “First thing tomorrow I’ll set out to find myself some willing whores, and then I’ll go looking for some girls to do the strip-dancing” Ishtar told you.

“I think we should wait until after we’ve established the dance part before we start with the brothel part” you comment as Ishtar began grinding herself on your shaft.

“Oh no, for me not the club, I’m horny” the minx replied. You chuckle at her antics. “Now, how soon can you be hard?” she asked.

“On command” you reply with a smirk.

“Excellent! Now get hard and stay hard!” Ishtar chirped “no magical denial this time, you just get hard and stay that way, I don’t care if you cum, you just stay hard” she ordered you. With a snort of amusement you obey and Ishtar slid herself down your shaft with a rather loud moan. “It's soooooo good to be out of that cursed place” Ishtar moaned. You lay back and relax, removing that stupid sensitivity that men get after an orgasm and making sure you’ll stay hard until Ishtar finally decides she’s had enough, whenever that will be.