You go even further than you'd expected

"Li," I whispered to her, "This boy wants more, do you reckon I could charge him for a private dance? If so, is there anywhere out back I can go?"

Li giggled. "You really have caught on quick, Lilly. Yeah, there's a private room - but make sure he pays well and that you... well... behave yourself and don't get carried away."

Wow - the thought of money excited you, but... so did the thought of being alone with this hot guy, and of getting carried away, albeit in a different way.

I turned back to Steve. "You sure are a lucky boy." I smiled back at him.

He just grinned. He was quite a looker. 5'11, 165 pounds and had a body defined by the workouts he had clearly been doing since junior high. His slight body fat made the muscles that he did have very defined. His smooth upper body and torso tapered down to form a perfect v-shape at his waist. He also had a perfect, round ass that stood poised atop his strong soccer jock legs. He had spiky, light brown hair and brown eyes.

Why was I looking at him like he was meat - or like I was buying him?

My thoughts were answered by a buzz through my new sex between my legs. Boy, did this body need it...

I lead him into the dingy room that Li had pointed out, cluttered with many husky fake-velvet dark sofas and dim lighting. It was full of cigarette smoke. I was shocked to find myself lighting up - I'd never smoked once as Luke, but I loved the kick it gave me now.

"So you got cash?"

"For you baby!" Steve grinned.

"Take a seat then."

Steve lounged against one of the sofas, showing off his pecs as he leant back in his half-unbuttoned white shirt. The nusic picked up again and I straddled his firm legs and began to sway my wide hips from side to side. I stretched forward, placing my slender and thin arms either side of his head on the back of the sofa. He just grinned at me. I lowered myself so my soft ass was on his knees. "Really firm legs," I thought to myself.

Then I became staggered at how raunchy this dance became. I was writhing literally all over him.

At one point I was so engrossed by what I was doing that I hardly noticed his five friends come in, complete with beers and Shelly, who must have finished.

I had my feet up on the sofa either side of his waist as he slipped bills down my suspenders... at the same time my ass was grinding into his clearly hard crotch sending him crazy. I ripped off my bra/bikini top and starting massaging his face with my breasts. The sensation of his tongue on my nipple sent me crazy. I should have stopped him there, but his face was so gorgous, that grin so delightfully sexy and this body needed him. I kept gyrating for him, waving my butt in his face and, to be honest, toying with his body. Then I almost jumped off him, and as I saw the look of disappointment on his face grinned and winked at him.

As two of the others received a typical backroom dance with Shelly I asked, in my fuck-me sex kitten voice, "So who's the birthday boy?"