Paint It Black (Desi) M

[Jarren Lowry]

Kitty Kat Strip Club seemed the a popular spot for men of all ages in town; not that Jarren Lowry was surprised by this. In a small town like Chesapeake City, Maryland, population 787 plus one, strip clubs and bars were where the most action was at on a Friday night. And this Friday night was no exception. What other way would single men making minimum wage spend their week's earnings on a Friday night? Jarren had figured that most of them had decided to come to the strip club. More than three quarters of the seats were being occupied by men in hopes of getting their money worth of one hell of a strip tease. They had even higher hopes of leaving home with one of the strippers, and surprisingly, Jarren wasn't one of those men.

Digits slipped into the denim of loose jeans as Jarren leaned back comfortably in his seat. Jarren was thankful that he gotten a seat in the front row and was glad when the first stripper had come out and did her little tease. Nothing that he hadn't seen before, but it was still nice eye candy, which Jarren never minded at all. Fingers tapped against the leather binding on his wallet as Jarren waited for the next stripper to come on the stage.

He was on a hunt, a likely succubus hunt, and this was turning out to be his favorite hunt by sure. He was able to watch beautiful woman with curves that drove his insane strip and dance teasingly right before his eyes. Blue orbs watched intensely as another stripped took her spot on the stage. This one, however, got his full undivided attention the second his eyes landed on her slender form. Jarren slouched further back into his seat and placed both hands on his lap as he waited the see the girl's talents.

[Desiree Preston]

"Christina!! You’re up next!" Desiree turned to face her boss who had hung his sleazy head around her dressing room door. She turned back to the mirror in front of her and checked her make up one last time. Desi hated this. Fake name, fake job and a fake life - at least it was only going to be for another week or so. She had scrapped her way out of hunting but somehow she had fallen back in and this was the dump she landed in - a strip joint. Not her first choice but hey, she just followed what she now thought was a Succubus and this was where it led her.

Standing in front of the curtain, Desiree sighed heavily as she adjusted her bra for the billionth time since putting it on, all of 10 minutes ago. She had to admit it, she looked hot. Wearing a simple black two piece. The bra was black lace with a pink ruffle running down the straps and over onto the cups with a front fasten and the bottoms were tiny boy shorts, also black with the pink ruffle running over the edges, her outfit was finished off perfectly with black stiletos and her long brown waves flowed over her shoulders and down her back. If she was going to do this gig, she was going to do it her way! Hearing 'Mustang Sally' start up through the club Desi sighed one last time before putting one confident foot in front of the other - she was through the curtain in no time.

Her sexy strides led her to the pole near the end of the stage. As the purple and blue lights flashed around the club in time with the music, a set of blue eyes that mirrored her own caught her attention. The closer she got, the clearer this guys face was and a seductive pout curled her vanilla lips. Placing a hand on the pole she teased him with her eyes, never taking them from his. This guy was a welcome change from the usual bums she had drooling over her and she wanted to play up to it as best as she could. Desi rand her hand up and down the pole slowly but then very quickly wrapped her left leg around it, spun herself around almost effortlessly and very slowly allowed herself to land on the stage without so much as a bump. She even shocked herself as to how well she could work with a stripper pole.
On the ground she lay back and lifted her legs into the air before seperating them and bending them back down one after another. She ran her hands up over her chest as she tilted her head so that she could see this beautiful stranger again, she bit back on her lip to stop from moaning as she imagined it was his hands running over her body. Wanting to tease him more and see how far she could push him Desiree brought her legs to the side of her body and sat herself up into a kneeling position where she was met again by her steel friend. Placing both of her hands around it she bounced up and down before jumping upto her feet. Wanting to fix that she was still facing away from him she strut around the pole and smiled to herself when she saw the lust burning deep in his bright blue eyes. Dropping to her knee's again, she was going to do something she hadn't done before, she went down onto all fours but kept her head held high and crept towards the end of the stage where he was. Now in front of him she smirked before rolling over onto her back, her head was hanging over the stage and she could feel her hair in his lap, her usual smirk being replaced by an almost innocent smile and her eyes softened as she took in his scent. He smelt good, just like a guy should - her own sweet scent mixing perfectly with his musk.

[Jarren Lowry]

Jarren's blue eyes locked on those of the woman as she worked her magic on the pole. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. There was something about this stripper that was different than the others. Yeah, the other strippers had done there tease, but this little minx had something else behind her's. Jarren felt as if this was a private viewing just for his own personal viewing pleasures. He felt as if he was the only man in the room, the only one that the girl was giving the time of day to. A small smirk made its way across Jarren's lips as he watched the woman's slender, curvacious body work up and down the pole. Not blinking, Jarren leaned forward in his seat, hands on his lap as she watched the woman slowly and teasingly crawl her way over to him.

Of course the hunter should have known better. A stripper wouldn't just come over to him and settle herself right on his lap without pausing to do a little more teasing. Jarren bit down on his lower lip and tilted his head to the side as if trying to watch the girl from a different angle. She wasn't hiding any of what she had, and Jarren respected that. Hell, he throughly enjoyed it. There was nothing better than a better who felt comfortable in her body. Well, maybe a woman who felt comfortable out of her clothes, was ranked pretty high up there, if not even higher. Jarren shook his head to clear his mind of the lustful thoughts, but the second the stripper's legs spread open and those bright blue eyes landed on his, the thoughts returned. This time, they were more sinful and lustful than before as Jarren started to picture what was underneath the sexy lingerie-like clothing.

Before he knew it, the stripper settled herself onto an all fours position as she finished crawling the distance from the stage to his seat in the audience. Jarren watched as she set herself on her back, the lust in her eyes still present as her smirk turned into an almost innocent smile. He smirked and leaned out of his seat more. "Well, hi there." Jarren said above the music. He slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. Reaching into his wallet, he took out a ten dollar bill and waved it teasingly infront of the stripper's face. Jarren sat back in his seat and smired a "come and get it" sort of smirk.

[Desiree Preston]

Seeing the $10 bill being waved around in front of her brought Desiree crashing back down to reality, from the moment she had laid eyes on him it was as if she was doing this in their own space and it was his own private show, so now with him waving the note, she realised that it wasn't. But when his husky voice met her ears, she was sent soaring again and a very seductive "Hey..." tumbled from her lips. Still lay on her back Desi bent her legs so that her 4 inch heels were flat against the stage floor, she opened them wide so that the view from where this guy was sitting was just too perfect to tease him some more. She brought up her right arm and ran her hand along his, touching his skin just enough to cause him to tremble under her touch. Desi wrapped her hand around the $10 and a smirk crept across her lips - she had an idea.

Slowly she pulled the bill from his hand and brought it back down to herself. Very carefully she ran it down from her hair line, over her face and across the rise of her chest where she stayed running it from left to right. Lying her legs back down, Desiree rolled back over onto her stomach. Her long brown hair moving effortlessly with he. She licked at her lips before biting down on her lower lip, only now when she could see the stranger up close and from the right angle did she notice how good looking he was. His demin blue eyes, chisled cheek bones and strong jaw, all finished off with a full head of thick wavy brown hair - he was perfect.
Desi got back up onto all fours, then back onto her knee's as she brought her free hand up to her bra, pulled at the top of the cup and slipped the dollar bill inside with the other before she offered him a greatful smile.

The music was starting to end and Desiree knew she had to wrap this up pretty fast, truth was she didn't want it to end. She quickly went from being sat on her heels to her ass, she spread her legs right out to her sides, stretched her toned arms out in front of her and lowered her body to the stage, only then could she push herself forward that tiny bit using her hands and thigh muscles. When she came back up, she very quickly again brought her legs back but because of the push forward that she gave herself, now she was sat on the edge of the stage.

Desi was getting excited, she had never done anything like this before. She smiled towards the guy and pulled her legs up into her chest before slowly lowering them back out around him. She did it slow enough so he could protest against it, but she knew he wouldn't. With her long legs around him she lowered them down to his hips, locked them into place and in time with the music finishing and the lights going out she pulled him into her - she loved to feel like she was the one in control. "We have 12 seconds before the house lights come on to get back stage" she purred into his ear.