Sex Delicacies

[Female lead name: Marcella]

[Male lead name: Anthony]

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The deafening pop music echoed in the hall which was lit with purplish pink lights. The gasps and moans were frequently resonating among the customers. The 'desire' bar was occupied with plenty of perverts and people with uncontrollable sexual urges. Since it was a special weekend session held every Saturday, a man was out there on the loose waiting for a particular dancer. Anthony sat there at the end of the hall, where a few men had their dicks hanging out of their jeans and the rest were sitting completely naked; Anthony was the only man who confidently sat there fully clothed. The bar provided the special yet lenient perks to their customers, hence it was not an odd thing for the naked men of all ages to sit there with the blatantly lustrous gazes. However none of them was allowed to touch any dancer, it was the only condition which came with the permit to the bar. The loud music which was equally beating as of their hearts and throbbing cocks, did not make Anthony divert his attention from the particular woman. 

A gorgeous woman who was no less beautiful and tempting than a succubus herself, was dancing on the floor with her eyes frequently glancing in Anthony's direction. Marcella had been seeing him since he had arrived, the man never booked any other day when she was not on the shift. The pattern of Anthony's arrival was obvious that he used to visit only for Marcella, however what irked her deeply was his behaviour and intent stare.

'What does he even want from me? He never plays with himself or even ejaculates, yet visits every week.'

She glided around the long thin pole by wrapping one leg around it, as the woman leaned in with her naked upper body. Marcella was one of the best dancers who was naturally blessed with an hourglass figure, which was the major reason why she was placed on the front to satiate men's hunger. She took a turn as her naked mounds jiggled, her confused stare travelled back towards Anthony, who was still staring at her without blinking. The man did not fail to make her awkward yet wet, Marcella could potentially feel her lower inner muscles clenching. However it was a sneaky play from the authorities of the bar, who prevented the dancers from going stark naked. The girls were allowed to remove upper body clothing if they wanted to earn more money. 

'Just look at him, huh. He seems unmoved by this whole dance and the atmosphere. Then why does he even bother to come here? Don't tell me he is impotent.'

She assumed all the possible conclusions while swaying over the floor, Marcella became curious why did Anthony bother to come when he could not even get hot. Hence she decided to tease him so his money would not go waste, however deep down it just put her into triumph that perhaps she was unable to excite him. Marcella took it as an insult and was bothered by it, thus deciding to incite Anthony to fulfil the non existent challenge. Marcella stood on front of the pole and leaned against it as she put her head back a little. The woman slowly trailed her hands on her waist and travelled them upwards towards her breasts. Marcella squeezed them a bit and took her nipples in between two fingers to pinch them, she moaned and seductively licked her lower lip while looking at Anthony. The man was taken aback by her advancement and the sudden focus on him, he had been trying hard to get her attention. Growls and whistles resonated in the hall as the men began to stroke their dicks vigorously. Marcella was well aware of her popularity and it really amused her that men drooled over her body and loved her ginger wig with dark makeup. The woman squeezed her left breast a bit more and lifted it so her mouth could reach it, she flicked her tongue over the nipple and then rolled it around to make it wet. Anthony on the other hand experienced a hardness in his jeans, although it stunned him that she finally noticed his presence and was perhaps giving him a special treatment or was it all in his head? 

Marcella hopped off the dance floor and walked towards him with a teasing expression. Whereas every other man present in the hall wanted to touch her but refrained from breaking the rules to avoid getting kicked out and banned. But the envious gazes were evident and the heated stares were darted towards Anthony who did not move an inch. Marcella' ginger hair fell onto his shoulder as she sat into Anthony's lap, she wrapped her arms around his sturdy shoulders. The woman's thin black lacy underwear rubbed against his throbbing jeans, Marcella moved over his lap gently sliding her pussy over his cock. Anthony could not hold himself back and threw his hands at the back of his head to avoid breaking the rules of the bar. However the seductive woman was not willing to leave him alone since Marcella had always been curious why the man kept his dick inside his jeans, and how was it even possible for a man to keep calm knowing that he had never ejaculated even upon seeing half naked women.