The club was packed with people, all dancing, fucking, having a good time. Full on debauchery. Just how she liked it. She had already had her way with some of the weaker men and women. She used her powerful sexual energy to lure them in, trap them, make them do her body's bidding. She was bored now, and lay back on a couch, fully nude, just lounging.
She then spotted a tall, well built man from across the room. He had a very dominant air about him. For the first time that night, she was mildly excited about a conquest. She locked her eyes on her prey.
He had a much softer face than she anticipated; clearly he wasn't a cruel man, which was just as well, because cruelty wasn't her thing. She got up and walked over, her big, luscious ass swaying as she did so. She turned more than a few heads when she strode.
'Why don't you come over and fuck me?' she said outright.
Without batting an eyelid he replied 'make me, you're just another woman in here'.
She was taken aback, she had never been rejected in that manner before. She thought about just ditching him, but then she saw his massive cock and took a closer look at his chest. He would be well worth it.
There was a pole in the middle of the dance floor. She climbed on it and started doing a slow, hypnotic routine, making sure she highlighted her ass, thighs and boobs. She exposed her pussy on numerous occasions. She locked eyes with the stranger, licked two of her fingers and stuck them deep into her pussy as she moved. She knew it was working, as she could see his cock begin to stir. She got off the pole and onto the floor where he came walking toward her.
