She opened the door in a black silk robe that stopped about three inches above her stockings. They were black thigh-high fishnets that went down into black strapless 3 inch heels with fuzzy balls on top of the toes. I felt the blood drain from my head past my predictable smile. Just looking at her made me euphoric. I grabbed her and kissed her deeply, my hands running up from her stockings, over her bare skin.... She pulls me in and closes the door by throwing me against it. She took a few steps back and untied her robe, letting me see a bit of the corset that was underneath. She slowly pulled the belt from her robe and twirled it in her hand. Her eyes grabbed mine and showed them where I needed to sit down. It was an oversized ottoman, but before I could sit down, she pushed the tip of her heel into my chest and made me. She straddled me, kissing my neck and ear. She moved her hands down from my neck to my wrist. She tied them behind my back with her belt. She walked to the stereo, slowly in that way only a woman in heels who wants you to look can. After a few steps, she start let her robe fall down. She pressed played and then tortured me. She stripped and started grinding against me, not letting me touch her for songs. Pink by Aerosmith, Closer by Nine Inch Nails, Playground Love by AIR, and some songs I've never heard.
When she was naked she sat in my lap, her back against my chest, her ass against my crotch, and her mouth next to my ear so I could hear her moan while she played with herself. She came at least four times before pushing me down on the ottoman and taking me there, then on the floor, and then in her bed.
We laid naked and she told me I was the first guy she did that for. It amazed me, because I believed her. I wondered how girls did this. We caught our breath and rested, but my mind kept with the thought. I thought about how women seemed to be so much better at absorbing things. She'd never done this before, but she did it so well. She was able to piece it together from striptease scenes in movies, dancers in rap videos, and maybe from some of those attention starved girls on the internet begging for recognition on YouTube. I couldn't ask now what kind of research she did. I kissed her and told her how great of a birthday she made this for me.
Later in the shower, I had to ask how she could do that for the first time and be so damn good at it. Where did she learn this? Her sister used to be a stripper.
"You told your sister about this?"
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