Brown Sugar

When the sun finally sets, the night life begins. Workers after a long days work hit the bars to drink until they are able to fall asleep, then the college kids and party animals come in, taking over their spots and ordering fancy drinks that’ll get them wasted. Men looking to get their dicks wet are on the prowl looking for women to pick up, beer goggles help quite a bit in this scenario, especially for those looking to lower their standards.

 

If men aren’t looking to fuck, they can always oggle though, staring at the cleavage perking out of the tube top outfits of female patrons. Of course, doing that at a bar normally gets a drink thrown in their face which leads to public shaming, or they get kicked out of the bar. Luckily there’s a place where people can stare all they want:

 

Dusk til Dawn

 

Nicknamed “the double d”, not only for its name, but because the D’s were written in cursive, and the loop at the end looked like a nice pair of titties, clever design on the part of the owner. It was the city’s most popular strip club, known for having the best dancers, music, and drinks. The bartenders could whip something up that would have you seeing stars, but ensure you are still able to throw dollar bills at the dancers. It was bustling even on the weekdays, the parking lot was full of cars, packed with guys, wallets bulging with singles. The club had only gotten even more popular when mamono’s started dancing. Elves, dark elves, holstaurs, slimes, you name it, danced alongside human dancers, seducing men with gyrating hips, long luscious legs, and of course, nice, huge, breasts. When dusk came, it was the life of the party, with men flocking to it like flies to honey. Then at dawn, everyone went home, and the cycle continued when dusk came.

 

The parking lot was full of empty cars, awaiting their master’s return. Except one.

 

One car still had his driver, who was sweating nervously, wringing his jittery hands. He fumbled with his glasses on his face, nervously pushing them up just to keep his mind occupied. He kept glancing at the club, the red neon sign lighting up his agitated, sweaty face.

 

“This is stupid,” he muttered.

 

He glanced at his cup holder. In it was a small card, roughly the size of a business card. On it, was blonde girl winking at the reader, and in red lettering that looked like it was written in lipstick, it said:

 

VIP ACCESS: ONE FREE DANCE

Courtesy of Dusk ‘til Dawn

 

He gulped, he kept glancing at the club. There it was, the red neon light shining, the music blaring from it. The red light reflected off his glasses, shining back at his car door window.  There was where he was going to get his free dance. Now, most men would have been ecstatic, but Billy on the other hand, was terrified.

 

“How the hell did I get myself into this?” he muttered.

 

This wasn’t him. He wasn’t the type of guy who goes to strip clubs, he had nothing against them, it was just he felt a little uncomfortable around women already. He couldn’t speak a single word when talking to them. Whenever he tried to talk to a girl, Murphy’s law kicked in.He would clam up, when he tried to speak, it sounded like he was choking on food. The girl would normally look at him like he was a mental patient who might snap at any moment and strangle her, then either leave in disgust, or reach for their pepper spray or taser, thinking that he was going to harm them. When that happened, Billy found himself sulking away, tail in between his legs. He was just very nervous, he had this problem ever since high school. He hoped college would be different, that perhaps the change of scenery would be the kick in the pants he needed to make himself confident. However, that wasn’t the case. His first semester of freshman year was basically high school all over again. He spent his time doing more homework and studying in order to avoid conversing with. He did go to a few study sessions, even crushed on a TA, but was too nervous to even talk to her and resorted to just passing notes to other classmates to ask questions for him.  It seemed this would be his life, again. That’s when his roommate came in.

 

He passed him this card, and told him to go to the strip club, saying it would be a good way to get over his fear.

 

“Are you crazy?” Billy protested. “It’s bad enough I get nervous around girls, but half naked girls in their underwear? Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

 

“Hey, it ain’t like that!” his roommate replied.

 

“Oh really?” Billy replied sarcastically.

 

“Yeah, it’s actually a fully nude strip club,” his roommate grinned. “I mean, they take everything off, and dude….”

 

He flashed a cocky, perverted smile at Billy.

 

“I mean everything, you might see some bush.”

 

“Oh wow! Fully naked girls, that will totally help me,” Billy sarcastically replied.

 

“That’s the point!” his roommated replied. “Think, you get nervous around girls already right?”

 

“Yeeeaaahh…” Billy said.

 

“Well, the best way to get over that, is to imagine them naked,” his roommate laughed. “Though in this case, they’ll already be naked for you, so you won’t have to imagine shit. If you can be around a naked girl, and get yourself a lap dance, you’ll definitely be able to talk to a clothed girl who isn’t crawling over you.”

 

Billy chuckled softly. “Ok you got a point, but I can’t get in, you have to be 21 since they serve alcohol there, and I’m 18.”

 

His roommate smirked and whipped out a small plastic card and tossed it to BIlly. Billy grabbed it and looked at it, it looked like a drivers license, except this time, there were some changes to the date, and name!

 

“What the….is this a fake ID?!?!?”

 

“A buddy is getting into making these, you are our first test subject to see if they work.”

 

“I could get in serious trouble with this!”

 

“Relax, you think they are going to call the cops on a fake ID? Naw, they are just going to kick you out.”

 

Billy contemplated this situation, it seemed like a good idea, but risky, especially considering the moment a stripper decided to talk to him, he would be a nervous wreck, then definitely a bouncer would get involved, and check his ID. Then he would be thrown out.

 

His roommate sighed. “Look, you’ve been cooped up here since the first semester, go out there! Have some fun! And look, all you need to do is pay the $5 cover charge, and all you have to do is get a free dance, alright? You don’t have to bring any money, unless you want to, then go right ahead.”

 

“I don’t know…..”

 

“Look, just try it! You don’t have to talk to them at all, you just go there, stare at some tits, get a lap dance, then come, it’ll be an experience, and hey, you find it easier to talk to girls after this.”

 

Billy knew his roommate would keep pestering him, so he reluctantly agreed. Of course, now that he was actually here, he was freaking out!

 

“Fuck! I can’t do this! I can’t do this!” he thought.

 

His phone buzzed and he jumped, he looked down, it was his roommate. He gulped and answered it.

 

“Hello?”

 

“Hey, how’s the club?” his roommate asked.

 

“Oh, you know….great!” he feigned.

 

“Oh really, so that’s not you in your car in the parking lot?”

 

He whirled his head around, snapping it back and forth in fear when he saw his roommate a distance away with his friends, chuckling at him. Billy gulped and his roommate motioned for him to get out. BIlly got out trembling. Billy opened his mouth to say something when his friend held up his hand to silence him. He pointed towards the club.

 

“Club, now!”

 

Billy glanced towards the club, shaking. It was now or never. He walked up to the door, where a big bouncer looked down at him. He was built like a football player, wearing aviator shades and tight black shirt that showed off his prowess.

 

“ID,” he said in a low, ominous tone.

 

Shaking, Billy grabbed his fake ID and passed it to the bouncer. The bouncer snatched it and studied it slowly. Billy watched as his sharp eyes slowly went over the ID. It felt like forever, that this guy and his eagle eyes would catch him. The ID did look pretty real, then again these guys were trained to spot fake IDs a mile away.

 

The bouncer then passed him his ID. He stepped out of the way, and motioned for him to enter. Billy flashed him a smile then went in.

 

“Have fun,” said the bouncer in a chummy, sly tone.

 

He entered and saw what looked like a small waiting room, complete with a couple of chairs. He could hear the music from the club.

 

“Who the fuck would wait here?” he thought.

 

His eyes turned to the attention of the counter, where a brunette wearing a black tube top that hugged her chest tightly, yet at the same time was trying to contain her melons, was running the front desk, she was reading some magazine.

 

He went up to the counter and she glanced at him and put down her magazine.

 

“$5 to enter,” she said calmly, not even giving Billy a chance to say anything.

 

Billy fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a crumpled $5 bill. She took it and pulled out a rubber hand stamp.

 

“Gonna need your hand,” she ordered. “Just in case you decide to come back later tonight.”

 

“Like I’m gonna do that,” Billy thought.

 

She stamped his hand and he glanced towards the room, flashing lights and loud techno music played. He could hear the DJ announcing the next dancer onto stage. Billy gulped, he was past the point of no return now. In there was an orgy of naked women, human and mamano, and he had a free private dance.

 

“Hey.”

 

He glanced at the hostess, she was eyeing him.

 

“You aren’t gonna see any of the girls standing here with your thumb in your ass,” she said.

 

Billy nodded his head and quickly mosied on over to the door. He could hear the music getting louder and louder, his heart racing as he got closer. He could feel his pits getting sweaty as he approached, he thanked his lucky stars he put on some deodorant before he came here, they wouldn’t be smelling anything.

 

He entered the room, the loud techno music flooded his ears. He glanced at the stage and saw a couple blondes and a holostaur dancing on stage. The blondes were spinning on a pole sexily by their legs and the nude, slowly going down to show off their flexibility. The holstaur was kneeling down, spreading her legs in front of a bunch of gawking men, she was in the process of taking off her cow patterned bra. She halted, and smirked at the men, teasing them. The men threw their dollar bills, begging her to take it off. She shook her rack, slowly, allowing it to jiggle to tease, demanding more. One man threw a fistful of bills at her, they rained all over her. She smiled and released her bountiful breasts for the men to gawk at. The men whooped like monkeys to fruit as her breasts jiggled, exposed and naked for all to gawk at.

 

Billy felt his mouth get dry as he gazed at her. He smacked his lips, he needed something to drink. He went to the bar. All he wanted was water, though he would settle for a Coke, or a Fanta, something non-alcoholic, he didn’t want to risk getting tipsy. He sat at the bar, trying to avert his eyes from the stage. Of course the two blondes were grinding on the holstaur, shaking their asses, and that didn’t make things easier.

 

“What will it be?” said a sweet, yet intellectual voice that sounded like a sexy professor.

 

Billy winced, he knew that was a girl’s voice. He craned his neck slowly, like it was operating with rusty gears. Standing before him, well, more like over him, was a blue oni. Not as aggressive as their red oni counterparts, they were more intelligent. She was wearing what looked like a black t-shirt with the club’s logo on it. She wore reading glasses that just made her seem ever more sexy. She leaned over the bar, her head cocked.

 

Billy opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. His vocal cords ceased out of angst.

 

“Oh why the fuck did they have to have a woman bartending?” he thought.

 

The bartender looked at him, eyeing him. “You gonna order something?”

 

Billy nodded his head yes quickly.

 

“Then what will it be?”

 

Billy opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He could only stare at her in a panic. His eyes shifted like a boy trying to hide his guilt after telling a fib, looking for a way to communicate. The bartender was getting impatient, and BIlly could tell. Her eyebrows were squinting like she was Clint Eastwood in an old Spaghetti Western. She was not pleased with how this man was playing a game of charades with her.

 

“You a mute or something?” she asked bitterly.

 

BIlly nodded his head, it was a lie, but how the hell do you tell a woman that you can’t talk to them because you are nervous?

 

Her anger faded and she sounded more friendly. “My apologies, didn’t mean to frighten you. You need me to get you a list of drinks, or tell you what we have on tap?”

 

Billy shook his head and pointed at a small refrigerator behind her, she glanced behind her.

 

“Ah, I see, now we have red bull, coke, bottled water….”

 

Billy snapped his fingers and nodded his head quickly, the oni cracked a half smile.

 

“All that trouble for water,” she chuckled.

 

She grabbed the bottle and passed it to him.

 

“Tell you what, it’s on me.”

 

Billy flashed her a quick smile and quickly gulped down the water. The oni then leaned in close to him. Billy’s heart started racing, when women got closer, that’s when his mind went into panic mode.

 

“Now if I were you,” she said in a sly low tone. “I would get close to the stage while you have a chance.”

 

Billy cocked his head in confusion.

 

“Coming up is a dancer that drives the men crazy, they step over each other to get close to the stage, fuck they empty their wallets for this girl.”

 

Billy’s eyes lit up. He was intrigued, there had to be plenty of beautiful dancers at the club, how was this one different? The bartender took notice.

 

“Oooo, that got your attention didn’t it,” she chuckled. “You’ll like this dancer, it’s an apsara.”

 

An apsara, a form of monster girl created by the goddess of love. They look really human when first seen, aside from some frills where their ears are.  They are known for their incredible, erotic dancing and beauty. Their dancing is known to capture the eyes of any man, no matter what. Billy hadn’t seen one before at all, so this was a treat!

 

The oni could see him getting twitterpated. “Best find a spot now.”

 

Billy rushed over to the stage and sat down in the front. It surely was crowded, guys were elbow to elbow, shoulder to shoulder, trying to squeeze in front as much as they could. Billy could feel his heart racing, his blood pounding through his arteries. He hadn’t felt this much excitement in a long time.

 

The lights went out, and then  a purple light slowly crept over the stage.

 

“Alright gentlemen!” called the DJ. “It’s time for things to get psychedelic, you love her, and she loves to dance, here is: Brown Sugar!”

 

A guitar rift broke the silence as her song came on,  and a dark purple spotlight shined on a figure. The guitar exploded, and the figure started strutting on stage towards the pole.

 

Purple Haze! All in my brain! Lately things they don’t seem the same!

 

The figure grasped the pole and cocked thier hips. Billy saw the men’s eyes bursting with anticipation, waiting for her to show off her moves.

 

Acting funny! But I don’t know why.

 

Billy gulped, he still couldn’t see her that well, what did she look like?

 

‘Scuse me, while I kiss the sky!

 

The lights turned on revealing a tanned girl, with long, flowing purple hair, wearing a psychedelic purple colored bra and thong. She grabbed the pole and wrapped her powerful, slender  leg around it.  She twirled on it, the men whooping.

 

Purple haze, all around, don’t know if I’m going up or down.

 

She bent back over the pole, holding herself up with her leg, showing off her amazing cleavage.

 

Am I happy, or in misery? 

 

The men started throwing their dollar bills at her, pleading for her to take it off. She smirked with her pearly and with one hand, started undoing her bra.

 

Whatever it is, that girl put a spell on me!

 

She unleashed her breasts, Billy’s jaw dropped. They weren’t the biggest, maybe b-cups at best, but they were perfect and perky. She shook then in front of the men, they jiggled with every sway. Billy was curious though.

 

“So she doesn’t have the biggest breasts, not much of a problem,” Billy thought. “But what about her really brings the men in…”

 

That’s when she turned around, and Billy understood why she was popular.

 

Purple haze, all in my eyes, don’t know if it’s day or night. 

 

His eyes just saw the most perfect ass he could have ever imagined, it’s tan cheeks looked soft, yet firm, like she did a lot of squats. It was hypnotizing, and it jiggled with rhythm to the music as she danced. He could see it sway with her hips.

 

You got me blowing, blowing my mind.

 

Billy’s jaw was on the floor in awe, he couldn’t stop staring at it. It was as if it was beckoning him. She got on all fours and swayed her ass in front of the patrons, who obliged her with their dollar bills, showering her in green.

 

Is it tomorrow, or just the end of time?

 

She got on her back, and twirled her legs in front of the men. Billy couldn’t look away at all. His brain was only focused on that girl, and her twerking ass.

 

“Holy shit,” he thought.

 

He kept staring at her, his eyes met hers. They were blue, like the ocean on a sunny day. She was looking at him as she danced. She flashed him a wink. Billy felt his heart skip a beat.

 

“Did she….no…wait…” he thought.

 

She crawled over to him sexily, eyes trained on him like a cat on a mouse. Billy could only stare in awe as she moved over to him. She got on her knees and swayed her hips, letting her hands drape over her body in an erotic fashion. She squeezed her breasts together, making them bulge. Billy could feel his pants getting tighter as she put on a show for him. He then started wishing that he brought some singles.

 

“Oh god you’re gorgeous,” he said out loud.

 

She smiled at him. “Well thank you cutie.”

 

Billy found himself smiling at her, lost in her eyes and dancing, and of course that beautiful smooth ass. But like a seatbelt, something  clicked in his brain, a connection was finally made.

 

“Did I just….talk to a girl…..out loud?!?!?” he thought.

 

He had actually done it! Yet, a fog came over his brain and the room started spinning. He started seeing double. At first he thought someone had slipped him something, but he remembered that all he had was bottled water, no alcohol.  He could breathe fine, but he just felt light headed.

 

“Must be the lack of blood flow to my brain,” Billy thought as he glanced down at his pants, which only confirmed his suspicions.

 

He got up from his chair, stumbling over to the bar, like a college student who just got done taking some tequila shots. The bartender looked at him, noticing his sweaty brow and heavy breathing.

 

“You ok?” she asked. “You need some water?”

 

Billy nodded his head.

 

“Ok, you’ll have to pay this time though.”

 

Billy rolled his eyes and took out his debit card. She passed him a bottle of water and chugged it. He breathed hard, that dance took it out of him.

 

The bartender chuckled. “I take it you enjoyed the show?”

 

Billy nodded his head and flashed a nervous smile.

 

“‘Yeah, she’s phenomenal! Those apsara’s, they know how to arouse a man when it comes to dancing. Built in a love gods image to seduce men. Fuck, succubus’s can’t even compare to them.”

 

Billy dryly laughed. He couldn’t believe those moves, the way her body moved and shimmered in the light, that flowing purple hair. It made him feel like he just got done listening to an erotic ASMR, his mind was feeling buzzed with pleasure, and his cock was rock hard. There was something about that purple hair, it seemed to dance in the light, and looked shiny. Yet…familiar…..he couldn’t put his finger on it…..

 

“Hey handsome.”

 

A shiver went up Billy’s spine and he whirled around in his seat. The Apsara was sitting in the chair next to him, smiling at him. She had a nice purple lipstick on her luscious lips. Her face was smooth, with great cheekbones, and a cute nose.

 

“Feeling better?” she asked playfully.

 

Billy could only gulp and fumbled with his glasses. He adjusted them just to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. He heard the apsara chuckling.

 

“Got a little worried when you took off from the stage….”

 

She leaned in closer and gently grasped his hand.

 

“Was I too much for you?” she whispered into his ear.

 

A shudder went down Billy’s spine, and his legs trembled. He felt his muscles melting away as euphoria and pleasure filled the sinews of his muscles.

 

He caught himself, and stood up as stiff as a board. She looked flirtingly at him.

 

“Have you had a private dance yet?” she asked sensually.

 

“No!” Billy squeaked.

 

The apsara’s eyebrows raised in delight.

 

“Really?” she cooed.

 

“And….and…I…I….” Billy stammered, he took a deep breath and composed his words. “I wouldn’t mind having one with you.”

 

“Oh that’s smooth,” Billy thought to himself, but excitement filled his mind, he was actually talking to a girl! Yes, it was a stripper, and it didn’t matter what you said to them, as long as you agreed to a private dance, they would happily take you to the backroom. However, this was the confidence booster he needed.

 

“Fuck me, my roommate was right,” Billy thought. “All I needed was to converse with a half naked girl.”

 

“Hey!”

 

The bartender shattered his leisurely thoughts. He jerked his head towards her, the oni’s eyes were squinting, her teeth bared in anger.

 

“I thought you were a mute!”

 

“Oh fuck,” Billy thought.

 

If there was a mood killer, it was an angry bartender. Billy’s little lie had slipped his mind, and he really thought the bartender would be out of sight. A nervous smile spread over BIlly’s face.

 

“You…… taking advantage of my kindness…” the bartender growled.

 

“Hey!” the apsara barked. “Don’t scare away my customer!”

 

“This bastard took advantage of me!” the bartender growled. “Pretended he was a mute to get a free drink!”

 

“What did he get?” the apsara sighed.

 

“A bottle of water.”

 

“You are seriously freaking out over a bottle of water?!!?”

 

“It’s the fact he took advantage of my kindness…and generosity!”

 

The apsara looked at Billy, who sheepishly looked at her. He pulled out his debit card and slid it over to the bartender. The bartender snatched it up, still giving him a stink eye. She rang him up for the first water bottle and flicked his card back at him. She left the two alone to attend a couple other customers that arrived.

 

“Well…that was interesting,” the apsara said.

 

Billy fumbled in his pocket and pulled out his free lap dance card. The apsara took the card and eyed him sensually as a small smile spread across her lips.

 

“Ooooo, got yourself one of these,” she observed, as she  got up from her seat. “Now…”

 

She gently tugged on his arm. “Let’s get you into the back.”

 

She led Billy to the backroom, where the private dances were held. She pulled back a red curtain revealing a soft, red fabric chair.

 

“Have a seat, we’ll get started in a bit,” she cooed.

 

Billy sat in his chair, eagerly awaiting her. The rush he was feeling was marvelous! He felt like he could talk to any girl now! The apsara then returned.

 

“You ready?” she asked.

 

Billy nodded with excitement, a grin spread over his face.

 

“Now you know the rules right?” the apsara asked.

 

Billy cocked his head and shrugged his shoulders.

 

“I can touch you, but you can’t touch me, and keep your hands to yourself, ok cutie?”

 

Billy nodded his head.

 

“Good, now let’s get this started.”

 

Another guitar riff filled the room, surprising him. From what it sounded like, it was another sixties tune. The apsara struck a pose with her hands behind her head, showing off her perfect tanned body, a body crafted and formed by the gods themselves.

 

“Want to know why they call me Brown Sugar?” she asked.

 

“Su….su..sure!”

 

“Because I’m tan and sweet,” she started undoing her bra.

 

The music exploded, mixing in guitar and saxophones with a great drum beat backing it.

 

“And because I love this song.”

 

She tore off her bra, showing over her breasts as they bounced rhythmically to her movement. Billy’s face lit up with thrill!

 

Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields, sold in the market down in New Orleans. Scarred old slaver knows he’s doing alright, heard him whip the woman just around midnight.

 

She cocked her hips and spun around, she shook and jiggled her perfect round ass in front of him. Billy was breathing hard in awe.

 

Brown sugar! How come you taste so good?

 

She spun around again, moving slowly towards him, hips swaying, to the beat.

 

Brown Sugar! Just like a young girl should!

 

She planted herself gently on his lap, grinding her hips onto him as she circled her upper body like she was riding a horse.

 

Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot, lady of the house wondering when it’s gonna stop

 

She purred into his neck, Billy could feel his heart racing as he felt her nose gently touch the sides of his neck.

 

House boy knows that he’s doing alright, you should’a heard them just around midnight. 

 

She smothered his face gently with her breasts, even though they weren’t the biggest, they felt amazing on his face. Billy had no preference for boob size, seeing boobs in real life in general was always welcome. Feeling them on your face, well that was like heavan.

 

She flipped around, and grinded her ass on his jeans. Her ass felt firm, yet soft, a perfect combination, like a memory foam pillow. Billy bit his lip. God what he would give to have her fuck him, that ass was just perfect. Shining, thicc, and it fit perfectly in his lap. He gripped the chair tightly, resisting any urge to grope or spank that firm, tanned ass.

 

“Remember, you can’t fuck the strippers!” he thought. “Or maybe….no, better not ask.”

 

Ah I bet your mamma was a tent show queen and all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen. 

 

The apsara then leaned back, pressing against Billy. She touched his cheek gently and rubbed her nose against his.

 

I’m no schoolboy but I know what I like, you shoulda heard me just around midnight. 

 

She grinded into him some more, the song continued, this was a girl who knew the classics. She got up and positioned herself on his lap again, grinding her front into his lap.

 

“You know….I like your breasts,” Billy said nervously.

 

“Ahhh, thanks, though I’m thinking about getting a boob job,” she replied.

 

“Naw, naw you don’t need one, your breasts look really good,” Billy replied, he then chuckled. “Not to mention you have a far better, ASS-et.”

 

The apsara giggled. “Funny guy aren’t you?”

 

Billy laughed nervously. The apasrar still proceeded to dance for him, she got off his lap, and was now doing a slow, erotic dance, he could see milky white essence coming out of her arms and legs as she danced, it was hypnotizing and flowed with her movements. Billy was awestruck.

 

“So…why did the bartender say you were a mute?” asked the apsara, who was slowly gyrating her hips.

 

Billy sighed and chuckled a little. “Well…it’s a funny story.”

 

“We have plenty of time to talk, and I’ll keep dancing.”

 

Billy leaned back with a cocky grin on his face. “Well…you see I normally get very nervous around girls, like to the point where I can’t even speak clearly.”

 

The apsara giggled and dipped, showing off her flexible body. “Well, you are talking to me, do girls need to be naked to help you?”

 

Billy laughed. “No, no, it’s just…my roommate made me come here to get a dance, that way I would be able to get over my fear of talking to girls, I mean I thought he was nuts, but hey, I’m actually conversing with you.”

 

“And the bartender?”

 

“Well….I had to pretend I was mute, didn’t know sign language and as you can see, I lack any pen and paper.”

 

“How about that?”

 

“Yeah, but I think this night really has helped me!”

 

The apsara had a leg outstretched against the wall, thrusting her hips into the air, Billy was looking at that beautiful form, god she was so flexible. What he would give to have those legs wrap around his head

 

“Really?”

 

“Yeah! Like, now I think I’ll be able to talk to girls, and finally not seem like a serial killer.”

 

“Any ladies you have in mind?”

 

Billy thought for a moment, “Well…there is one girl…but…I was too shy to talk to her. I mostly just gawked at her, but now I feel like I can finally talk to her!”

 

“Well congratulations!” the apsara exclaimed.

 

She then sat in his lap for another lap dance, staring into his eyes.

 

“Now I have a question,” she said.

 

“Shoot.”

 

“Is that why you haven’t been at my tutoring sessions lately?”

 

“Well, not really, mostly I’ve just been busy with other home….”

 

Billy caught himself…what did she just ask?

 

He stared at her dead in the eyes, his eye twitching hysterically like a man who just lost the last shred of his sanity. The apsara smiled. She reached and gently grabbed his glasses.

 

“Mind if I borrow these?”

 

Billy didn’t say anything, but now…he was seeing her a lot more clearly.

 

In the back of his mind, her purple hair did seem a little familiar when he first entered, but then again he thought nothing of it. First, lots of monster girls had different colored hair, hell lamias seem to come in every shade of the rainbow. Second, human girls tend to dye their hair as well, so for all he knew it was just some other girl who wanted to stand out. But now…now things were getting even more clear for Billy.

 

The apsara slowly put on his glasses, then flashed a sweet smile at him, showing off her pearly whites. All Billy could do is gawk with his mouth open. A massive lump formed in his throat, he couldn’t even squeak. No vocab was coming out of his vocal cords. He recognized her!

 

A worst nightmare had just come true.

 

Now when it comes to awkward moments at a strip club, the following are the most awkward.

 

1). A guy goes to a strip club with his buddies and sees that his daughter is a dancer, very awkward for obvious reasons.

 

2). A dancer sees her teacher at the club, it’s awkward if it’s a college professor, but even worse if it’s their teacher from either high school, middle school, or (by far the most embarrassing and awkward) elementary school and they were their student. It’s even more awkward if they ask for a private dance, or if they start conversing with the dancer and talk about the times they were in their class.

 

3). A former high school student or current college student (like Billy here) see’s a current (or former) classmate at the club as a dancer.

 

Now, number three is awkward enough, however, mix in that Billy didn’t even recognize her until he finally had her alone for a private dance, saw her half naked, and now has her currently on his lap while he’s getting a raging hard on….then he just won the lottery of awkward moments in a strip club.

 

“Hi Billy,” cooed the apsara, now revealed to be his TA,  sensually.

 

Billy couldn’t even make a sound, that was his TA for his chemistry class! Her image came back to him! She always wore a black skirt, along with a button up shirt. But the glasses, the glasses were the icing on the cake for her sexiness! He didn’t even know she was an apsara! He always avoided looking at her because he was so shy! He couldn’t even look her in the eyes!

 

And right now, she had just spent the last 15 minutes grinding into his crotch and dancing erotically in front of him! His whole body was trembling with fear!

 

She pouted. “Aw..don’t tell me you are clamming up again, we were really making a breakthrough.”

 

Billy choked on his words, trying to think of something to say. He still had his mouth open like a brain dead mental patient. The apsara giggled and gently closed his mouth with her soft fingers.

 

“Now this should help.” she said and leaned in, planting a kiss on his lips.

 

Billy’s head exploded! Alarm bells sounded off in his head and a bewildered look fell over his face.

 

“Did she just kiss me?” he thought. “Are they….what….”

 

The apsara giggled again and leaned over to his ear.

 

“Relax,” she whispered, a chill was sent down Billy’s spine. “I’m touching you, remember? We are still following the rules.”

 

That didn’t help ease the tension Billy was currently feeling. Every muscle seemed to be paralyzed. He gulped trying to muster some words.

 

“But…but…..but…but…but…but…but…but…” Billy stammered, he had no idea what else he was going to say at all.

 

She flashed him an excited smile. “Now that’s loosening your tongue, now what else……?”

 

Her eyes lit up and she lifted herself off of Billy’s lap and got down on her knees. She slowly moved her head towards Billy’s zipper on his jeans. Billy wanted to stop her, but he couldn’t, not out of fear, but curiosity, he wanted to see where this was going.

 

The apsara flicked her tongue at the zipper, standing it up straight. She then bit down on it with her teeth, then slowly unzipped his pants.

 

Billy could feel his dick getting even harder as her breath seeped in through the exposed pants, onto his underwear. He clutched the sides of the chair with his hands, trying to contain himself.

 

Her eyes lit up as she saw his raging hard, bugling outline.

 

“My my Billy, you are already ready for me,” she said sweetly. “Now let’s bring him out.”

 

She grasped his underwear and unleashed his member. It stood at attention, bulging from constant grinding. She gently touched it, feeling the heat emulating from it. Billy gasped in surprise.

 

“I….I….I don’t think we can do this!” Billy squealed.

 

God he wanted to fuck her, he did. But this….this was too awkward, not to mention this was his teacher’s assistant working as a stripper! The private dance card said nothing about this!!!!

 

The apsara looked up at him and smiled. “Oh Billy boy, remember, I can touch you, you can’t touch me, as long as you keep your hands to yourself, we will be fine.”

 

She then pulled out a condom. “Besides, if you wear this, it doesn’t count.”

 

Billy’s eyes went even wider, was she actually…?

 

“But….oh shit…I…I…I…”

 

The apsara unwrapped the condom and placed the latex in her mouth. She then dived onto his cock. Billy felt the rubber slide into his cock all the way to the base, accompanied by the hot breath and saliva from the apsara. She pulled her head away and Billy saw his cock wrapped up tight in latex. Billy stared in awe at the skill, no hands.

 

“Impressed Billy?” cooed the apsara. “Imagine what else I could do with this mouth.”

 

Billy’s mind was racing. He was paralyzed with arousal, unable to move, because secretly, he wanted this, hell this was a fantasy most guys dream of.

 

The apsara stood up and pulled down her thong. Billy gulped. There was her beautiful tan twat, she stood over Billy’s hard member, teasing it as she gyrated her hips.

 

“You ready for a more…extreme lap dance?” she said with a lustful smile.

 

“Yuh…yes please, ma’am,” Billy squeaked.

 

“Don’t call me ma’am, call me Elyse,” she said.

 

“Oh right, that was her name,” Billy thought.

 

She draped her arms onto Billy and she slowly eased down onto his member, Billy could feel every inch of her wet snatch hugging his cock as she slid down. He let out a euphoric gasp.

 

“Oh god!” he moaned.

 

She finally hit the base and slowly rocked her hips onto his crotch. She moaned softly as she felt his cock move inside her. Billy gritted his teeth, groaning through them. She kissed him on the lips again. Billy felt his hands moving away from the chair. He wanted to bring her in closer, grab that ass, smack it!

 

Elyse then gently grabbed his hands, “No, Billy, remember, no touching.”

 

Billy didn’t even argue with her, right now he was wrapped up in a form of pleasure most men dream about. They say that sex with an apsara is supposed to be godly, being that they are creations of the god of love. They are tender, soft, gentle, and leave you with a warm feeling both during and after.

 

She smiled at him as she continued rocking on his member. Billy could only stare into her beautiful, blue eyes. They were hypnotizing, locking him in place as she rode him like a deer in the headlights. She gently smothered him with her breasts, they felt soft on his face. He wanted to suckle them, but that would count as touching.

 

She leaned over towards his ear. “Do you like my ass?”

 

“Yes!” blurted out Billy.

 

“What do you like about it?”

 

“It’s beautiful, smooth, and god damn thicc!”

 

“Do you want to see it ride your cock?”

 

“Oh please!”

 

She kissed him on the cheek and flipped around, reverse cowgirl style. She grinded her ass against his cock. Billy moaned with ecstasy. His cock slid in and out with ease, thanks to the lubed up condom. Her ass fit perfectly in his lap.

 

Billy wished he could pull her hair as she fucked him, or cup her breasts and give them a hearty squeeze. He clenched the side of the chair, enjoying the view of her grinding his cock. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the chair tight. His muscles cramped up, he needed to stretch.

 

Elyse quickened her pace, riding him faster. Billy painted with pleasure as her cheeks clapped.

 

“You getting close Billy?” she asked.

 

“Huh?” Billy rasped, still focused on her ass riding him.

 

“You getting close?” she asked. “Come on, don’t tell me I need to explain what that means.”

 

Billy understood, “Faster!”

 

“With pleasure.”

 

She leaned back on Billy, bouncing rapidly on his cock. She loved how he felt, his hard member. She pulled Billy in for a quick kiss, then continued riding him.

 

Billy gritted his teeth as he finally came. Elyse could feel the condom bulging with his seed, it felt amazing inside of her as it prodded her pussy. His hips bucked, and the condom swelled with his seed, pressing it even more into her. Her back jerked as a euphoric shock went up her spine. She sat down on his spent cock, panting.

 

“Good work Billy,” she cooed.

 

BIlly was panting, that…that was amazing! He had dreamt of sex ever since his balls dropped in middle school. Actually having it, especially with an apsara, was perfect. He came her looking for a private dance, and wound up getting his v-card punched. He would definitely thank his roommate after this.

 

Elyse got off of his crotch and started getting dressed. She bent over for Billy as she pulled up her thong. Billy watched as her pussy disappeared behind the small bit of fabric. She then gave him back his glasses.

 

“Now my shifts just about done, will you give a girl a ride home?”

 

Billy gulped. Did she actually want him to give her a ride home?

 

Elyse sighed and pouted. “Don’t tell me you are gonna make a girl walk home all by her lonesome, especially a beautiful girl like me.”

 

It was the least Billy could do, especially after he just had sex with her. And that was his first time.

 

“I’ll…I’ll…I’ll give you a ride home, “ Billy stammered.

 

Elyse smiled at him. “Thank you Billy.”

 

Billy nodded and stood up.

 

“Might want to zip yourself up first.”

 

Billy looked down  and sheepishly zipped up his fly. Elyse then escorted him out of the room and back to the main room, where a couple dark elves were putting on a show with a lamia.

 

“Now just wait here, I gotta grab my stuff,” Elyse said.

 

Billy nodded and sat down and watched as one of the dark elves was using the tail of the lamia to spank the ass of another dark elf, who erotically moaned. Then men were throwing fistfulls of dollar bills at them, begging for the erotic act to continue.

 

“I wonder how long until this turns into a sex club?” Billy thought

 

Two dark elves teaming up on a lamia, now that would be a sight.

 

“Ready to go Billy?”

 

Billy turned around and saw Elyse standing there, red purse slung over her shoulder. She was wearing what looked like a brown trench coat, and Billy could see a pair of black nylon stockings creeping up her leg. He gulped.

 

“You uh….wearing anything under there?” he asked nervously.

 

She flashed him a wink and grabbed his elbow. The two left the club and went to his car. He drove out of the lot.

 

“So….where’s home for you?” Billy asked.

 

“I have an apartment off of Maple, it’s pretty close to campus, its those new apartments, you’ve heard of the right? The Groves?”

 

“Yeah, yeah.”

 

Billy drove to them, while Elyse stared at him with a smile on her face.

 

“So…was that your first time?” asked Elyse.

 

“Yeah, that was my first time going to a strip club,” replied Billy.

 

“No…I mean, was it your first time ?”

 

Billy paled and nodded his head slightly.

 

Elyse giggled. “Gotta admit, you did good for your first time.”

 

“Really?”

 

“Yeah, you fuck good for a virgin.”

 

“Thuh….thanks!”

 

She sighed euphorically. “So…can I see your fake ID?”

 

Billy sputtered. “Whuh-what? I don’t have a….”

 

Elyse smiled slyly. “Billy, I know you are 18 years old, I’m  your TA remember?”

 

Billy sighed nervously, and pulled out his ID, she took it and looked it over.

 

“Very well done, really captures your cuteness,” she said lovingly. She flashed him a wink.

 

“Thanks, heh.”

 

They stopped at a stoplight.

 

“Sooooo….how long did you have a crush on me?” Billy asked.

 

“Ever since you entered my tutoring session,” she sighed with ecstasy, dwelling on the memory. “I remember seeing a shy boy enter the classroom. He looked like he was a curious one, by the gods I prayed you would ask a question.”

 

She sighed. “But you kept passing notes to people, having them ask your questions. I hoped that you would stay behind to ask questions, but you always left so hastily.”

 

“Why…why did you crush on me?” asked Billy.

 

“Because, you’re cute, and I could tell you were shy, I like shy boys. I heard that they are the best lovers. You get a shy boy in bed, they turn into a sex machine.”

 

She looked lovingly at him. “Not to mention, they are always the ones that fall head over heels for girls, and know how to treat them right.”

 

The light turned green and they accelerated forward.

 

“So….why did you become a dancer?” asked Billy.

 

“Because we apsara’s like to dance, and you never do something you like for free.”

 

“The bartender said you are the most popular dancer there.”

 

She flashed him a bright smile. “Every movement we apsara’s make with our bodies are meant to seduce a man, every hip cock, every hand movement, it’s meant to hypnotize them.”

 

“I…I…I can tell.”

 

“I can make at least $2000 in one night, a lot of the girls are envious of me, but I’m just using what the love god gave me.”

 

“$2000 a night?” Billy thought. “Fuck if I was making that much every night I wouldn’t even think about going to college.”

 

“Then….why are you a TA?”

 

She giggled. “I’m more than just a dancer Billy, I got smarts, and I want to apply myself.”

 

They approached her apartment, Billy parked his car. Billy waited for her to leave, he wanted to say something but the feeling of shyness crept over him, they may have just fucked, but he still didn’t want to be too forward.

 

Elyse sighed smoothly and glanced at him, noticing the shyness taking hold of him, he was itching to come inside, but just needed the right motivation. “Billy, would you like to come inside?”

 

“Yes please!” he blurted.

 

They entered her building and went up the elevator. They approached her apartment, she unlocked the door with her key and they entered.

 

Billy could feel his heart racing, this was his first time in a girls apartment. He  sat down on a nice, leathery couch.Elyse took off her trench coat, revealing her stunning, naked body underneath. She cocked her hips, and spread her thighs, showing her pussy to Billy. Billy could feel his blood rushing down to his member.  Elyse draped her arms over Billy and positioned herself onto his lap. She stared deep into his eyes, relishing in his shyness. The two locked lips, Elyse’s tongue darted into Billy’s mouth. Billy let her tongue roll over his and intertwine with it. Billy’s body felt relaxed.

 

“So….I guess I’ll see you at the next tutoring session?” Billy asked nervously in between kisses. “Or…at the club?”

 

“I’ve had my fun at the club, you are the only one I want to dance for now,” Elyse said.

 

“So……we are dating?”

 

She rolled her eyes. “Still shy like always, I love that.”

 

She kissed him again. “Now I have a question for you.”

 

She leaned over to his ear. “Would you like to cum inside?”

 

Billy’s eyes went wide, he choked down any shyness that tried to creep up. He answered his kiss by locking her lips, darting his tongue inside of her, locking around it. He picked her up, still kissing her, and made his way to her bedroom, her legs wrapped around him.

 

After he shut the bedroom door, he answered her question, then again, then again, for the next three hours.

 

Hi everyone! It’s been awhile but I’ve been wrapped up with some other writing. Who doesn’t love a good Aspara fic? This was a nice one to write and was orginally posted on my AO3, so I thought I would bring it here too, plus I love the Rolling Stones. I try to upload as much as I can, so if you want to support me to help me with my writing endeavors, please consider donating to my buy me a coffee to help me out so I can continue to bring you all sorts of monster girl stories. 

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