it's your birthday

*You have decided to hire a lap dancer, but you never specified what you prefer *

You hear your doorbell There's a voluptuous, beautiful woman... who's the same age as your mom Hiiiiii baby boy~ Did you hire this mommy?

Your words make this mommy's heart flutter. I'm here to celebrate you and give you the best time of your life! Let me show you what a real woman can do for her man on his special day...

"My name is Alyssa, but you can call me Aly," she says with a sultry smile, taking off her jacket and revealing a sexy outfit underneath. "Now, where do you want this mommy to dance for you?"

Alyssa grins and crawls onto the couch beside you, her thigh brushing against yours as she turns to face you. She starts the music on your phone, her hips swaying in time with the beat as she watches you for a moment, gauging your reactions. Then, slowly but surely, she begins to dance for you.

Her movements are fluid and sensual, her hips grinding against yours as she teases you with the promise of more. She leans forward, brushing her breasts across your chest before trailing her fingers down your stomach, drawing lazy circles around your navel. You can feel her heat as she dances for you, and it's intoxicating.

Her breath hitches as she feels the hardness against her ass and hears your words. She moans softly, arching her back to press herself further into you. "Mmm...that's it, baby," she whispers, grinding her hips harder against yours. "Let Mommy help you feel even better." With one swift move, she straddles your lap and lowers herself onto your erection, taking you deep inside her warmth.

Your body is impressive and your cock... wow. Seeing you like this makes me want you even more. Just the thought of having your thick length inside me is driving me wild. "I'm all yours, baby," she whispers, leaning forward to kiss you deeply before straddling you once again and slowly lowering herself back down onto your erection.

Her hips move in slow, steady circles as she rides you, her breasts swaying with each thrust. Her eyes meet yours and a small moan escapes her lips as pleasure washes over her. She leans forward, brushing her nipples against your skin, and kisses you again, deeper this time. "That's it," she pants, her grip tightening on your shoulders. "Give Mommy what she needs."

Her moans become louder as you suckle on her nipple and she feels the tight grip of your cock deep inside her. She starts to move faster, her hips undulating wildly as she takes control of the rhythm. Her breath comes in short gasps, and her eyes squeeze shut in pleasure. "Yes...that's right...ride me..." she pants, her nails digging into your shoulders as she lets out a long, throaty moan.

With every thrust you beg to cum, but I'm having too much fun teasing and taunting you. Your massive cock feels incredible inside me, and the way your strong body moves beneath mine... it's driving me wild. "Not yet," I whisper, my fingers tracing circles around your nipples as I begin to speed up even more.

Your moans fill the room, fueling my desire to make you suffer just a little bit longer.

As you beg for release, I lean in close and whisper hotly against your ear, "I'm having too much fun with you right now." My fingers dig into your shoulders as I continue to ride you, my hips grinding against yours with a growing urgency. "You're so big and strong... I want to feel every last inch of you deep inside me before we finish."

"You're such a dirty boy," I hiss, my hips moving faster as I feel myself growing closer to the edge. "And your cock...god, it feels so good." My nails dig into your shoulders, leaving red lines in their wake. "But don't you dare cum until I tell you to."

"You think you can make me squirt?" I gasp as your hot breath fans across my breast. "Try harder." I arch my back, pressing our bodies tighter together as his cock hits the perfect spot inside me over and over again. "Fuck...so big..." My hips buck and thrust in time with yours, our moans filling the room.

I can feel the pressure building inside me, and with each stroke of your thick cock I grow closer to the edge. "Oh fuck...I'm gonna..." My breath comes out in short gasps as pleasure washes over me. With a loud moan, my body tenses and I arch my back, squirting hot liquid onto your stomach as I orgasm hard around you.

As the tremors subside, I lean forward to press my forehead against yours, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. "Now," I pant, "you can cum." My fingers tighten on your shoulders as you finally let go, filling me with your hot seed. I moan loudly around your cock, milking every last drop from you as my body quivers and shudders in pleasure.

When at last you're spent, I collapse on top of you, my breath coming in ragged gasps. "

I smile into your kiss, my cheeks flushing with pleasure. "Thank you, sweetheart." I smooth my hand over your chest, tracing lazy circles around your nipples. "Was it everything you wanted?"

My other hand finds its way between us, stroking gently along the shaft of your still-hard cock. "Or should Mommy keep going?"

My eyes widen in surprise before I laugh softly. "You're quite the strong man," I tell him with a grin as he carries me up to his bedroom. "Lead the way, baby."

When we reach his bed, I climb onto it and watch him warily from my perch on the mattress. "What do you have in mind?"

I grin and straddle his thighs, leaning forward to plant a kiss on his neck. "Alright, baby," I murmur, running my hands up his chest to cup his face. "But this time, I want you to be really quiet. Just enjoy the show." With that, I begin to dance for him again, moving my hips in slow circles and grinding against his thigh. My breasts brush against his chest as I lower myself even closer, teasing him with the promise of more.

As I dance for you, my fingers trail up and down your stomach, brushing across your erect nipples and tracing lazy circles around your navel. My hips sway in time with the music, grinding against you in a slow, sensual rhythm that drives you wild. With every movement, I'm closer to where I want to be - wrapped around your hard cock, feeling the heat of your body against mine.

I lean forward, pressing my breasts against yours and arching my back, grinding myself against you even harder. My breath comes out in short gasps as I feel the anticipation building inside me. Finally, with a loud moan, I lower myself onto your erection, taking him deep inside me.

My hips buck and thrust against yours, our movements becoming faster and more urgent as we both race toward release. "Oh god...I'm gonna..." My voice trails off into a moan as the pleasure washes over me.

My hands grip the sheets as I rock my hips against yours, digging my nails into your thighs in time with each thrust. "Oh...you like that?" I pant, feeling myself growing closer to the edge. With a loud moan, my body tenses and I arch my back, squirting hot liquid onto your stomach as I orgasm hard around you.

I let out a soft moan of surrender as you pin me to the bed. "You're such a dominant man," I whisper, running my hands up your chest and over your shoulders. "Take what you want." My hips undulate against yours in a slow, teasing grind as I feel you grow harder inside me.

My breath hitches as I feel the loss of your cock inside me, but then you turn and begin licking and sucking at my sensitive flesh. "Oh god...that feels so good..." I moan loudly, arching my back off the bed. My fingers dig into the sheets, hissing with each stroke of your tongue against my clit.

I let out a shaky breath, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of your tongue moving in and out of me. "No...they never did," I whisper, arching my back further. "You're so skilled...and you know just how to make me lose control." My hips buck up off the bed, seeking more contact with your mouth.

My cries echo through the room as pleasure washes over me in waves. "Yes...yes..." I moan, my fingers tangling in your hair. "That feels so good...suck on me, baby..." My hips thrash wildly against your face as I lose myself to the sensation of your tongue and mouth pleasuring me.

With a loud cry, I arch my back off the bed and feel my body tensing as another orgasm washes over me. My pussy convulses around your mouth, spurting hot liquid onto your face and chest as pleasure ripples through every inch of me. I moan and gasp, my hips moving erratically against you as the sensation continues to build inside me.

Finally, with a long, satisfied moan, I collapse back onto the bed, spent and sated. "Wow," I manage to gasp out between breaths. "That was...incredible." My fingers trail up your chest, coming to rest on your neck as I study your face. "Thank you."

There's a moment of quiet between us before I ask, almost shyly, "Do you want me to stay longer?"

I laugh softly, my fingers tracing circles around the dip in your collarbone. "Well, I'm not sure if that's such a good idea." My voice is teasing, but there's an undercurrent of excitement there as well. "What do you have in mind?"

I let out a slow breath and roll onto my stomach, hips swaying invitingly as I rest my chin on her arms. "Alright," I murmur, "but remember...I'm still your mommy." There's a mischievous glint in my eye as I feel the bed shift beneath me.

"And you're going to need your strength..."

"Ohhh...you're such a naughty boy," I whisper, arching my back slightly to give you better access. "I think what I want is for you to fuck me nice and hard...and show me how good it feels with that big cock of yours." My hips rock forward, guiding your erection inside me in a slow, steady thrust.

I let out a moan that quickly turns to a scream as your hips slam against me. "Oh god...so good..." My body tenses and I arch my back off the bed, feeling the sensation of you filling me completely. With each thrust, my pleasure builds, and soon I'm lost in the rhythm, my moans mingling with yours as we move together in a frenzied dance of desire.

"Ahhh...yes..." I cry out, my body tingling with each slap to my ass. "More...give me more..." My hips buck against yours, urging you on as I feel the heat building inside me once again. With a loud moan, I arch my back and press myself harder against you, seeking release from this overwhelming pleasure.

My fingers dig into the sheets as I feel myself growing closer to the edge. "Yes...give it to me..." I moan, my voice ragged with desire. With a loud cry, my body tenses and I arch my back off the bed, feeling hot liquid spurt out of me in thick, powerful bursts.

"Oh fuck...yes..." I gasp as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me.

"Yes...I want your cum..." I pant, feeling my body tremble with anticipation. "Fill me up...make me yours." My hips buck and thrust against yours as I feel the pressure building inside me once again, urging you to release.

"Ahhh..." I cry out, feeling your hot seed spill deep inside me. My body quivers and shudders as pleasure washes over me one last time before finally beginning to subside. With a sigh of satisfaction, I collapse back onto the bed, spent and content in the afterglow of our passionate encounter.

"That," I pant, running my fingers through your sweaty hair, "was amazing."

I laugh and roll onto my side, propping my head up on one hand and tracing lazy circles around your bare chest. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it." There's a mischievous glint in my eye as I add, "Maybe I'll have to come back some time...and give you another special performance."

"You'd better," I tease back, smiling at him. "Now...how about we get some sleep? Tomorrow's a big day for you." As I say this, my fingers idly trail downward to brush against the soft skin of your lower abdomen before coming to rest on the waistband of your boxers.

I nestle closer to you, my head resting on your shoulder. "Alright," I murmur contentedly. "But only if you promise not to be too rowdy when your dad calls in the morning."

With that, I close my eyes and let sleep claim me at last.

I yawn softly and stretch languidly beneath the covers, enjoying the feel of warm skin against my fingertips. The sunlight streaming through the window casts a golden glow across Arif's chest, making it difficult to resist the urge to run my fingers over his muscles.

Quietly, I slip out from under the covers and pad silently across the room to retrieve my clothes.

I glance back at Arif as he continues to sleep peacefully, a contented smile curving my lips upward. With a mischievous twinkle in my eye, I decide that he deserves a bit of fun before waking him up properly. Carefully, I creep closer and kneel down beside the bed, reaching out to gently tug at one of his boxers.

His muffled grunt sends a shiver down my spine as I continue to tug at the fabric, revealing more and more of his hardened length beneath. "Wakey-wakey, sleepyhead," I whisper teasingly, leaning in to brush my lips against his cheek. "Time for you to get up."

I giggle and shake my head. "As much as I could with you being so...energetic." I grin mischievously and lean in closer, whispering into his ear, "But that's alright. You can make it up to me later, can't you?"

With a wink, I reach out to brush my fingers across the tip of his erection, feeling him stir beneath the covers. "I hear breakfast is the most important meal of the day...and your dad will be calling soon."

"Well," I say coyly, "I thought we could maybe spend some more time together first. You know, hang out and have fun." My hand slides down his chest, tracing lazy circles around his nipples before coming to rest on the waistband of his boxers.

I arch a delicate eyebrow and grin impishly up at him. "Well...it's not like I can charge you for it, now is it? But I might be willing to make an exception...if you really want me around." My fingers slide down the front of his boxers, teasingly close but never quite touching the sensitive skin beneath.

I lean forward and press my lips to his, kissing him deeply before pulling back with a breathless laugh. "Fine." My hand finally slides down the length of his erection, wrapping around him in a firm grip. With a squeeze, I feel him twitch in my hand.

"I guess that means I should go make us some breakfast then...?" I ask with a mischievous glint in my eye, not moving my hand from his cock.

I grin and stand up from the bed, stretching languidly before making my way toward the kitchen. "Don't be too long!" I call back over my shoulder with a wink of my own. As I hear him chuckle in reply, I can't help but feel a rush of pleasure spread through me. This day is already shaping up to be quite eventful indeed.

With a jaunty step, I begin preparing breakfast, humming to myself as I mix batter and fry eggs.

I yelp and spin around, nearly dropping the pan of eggs I was about to flip. "Arif!" I exclaim, laughing as I feel his hard length pressed against me. "You're supposed to give me a little warning before you sneak up on someone like that."

"Sorry," he says with a sheepish grin, "I just couldn't help myself." He leans in and kisses me softly before stepping back. "So, what are we having for breakfast?"

I smile up at him and motion to the food on the stove. "Scrambled eggs, bacon, and buttermilk pancakes." I lean in closer, lowering my voice so only he can hear me say, "And there's a little something special in these pancakes for you..." My fingers slip between us to tease his growing erection.

"Oh?" He arches an eyebrow, looking intrigued. "What's that then?"

I grin and nibble on my bottom lip before answering. "Well...let's just say I added a little something extra to the batter." My hand slides down his stomach, still teasing him through his boxers. "Why don't you see for yourself when they're ready?"

His eyes widen in anticipation, and he nods eagerly. "Alright," he says with a husky voice before moving back to the counter to watch me cook.

The scent of cooking food fills the air as I carefully flip and brown the pancakes, making sure they're perfect for Arif. When they're finally ready, I stack them high on a plate, drizzling maple syrup and powdered sugar over the top. Carefully, I slide the plate across the counter to him.

"Here you go," I say with a wink. "I hope you enjoy it."

I blush at his praise and watch with amusement as he enthusiastically devours the pancakes. The anticipation of his reaction has been almost as much fun as preparing them for him.

"So," I say once he's finished most of the stack, "what did you want to do today?"

I shrug and think for a moment. "It really varies, depending on where I'm working that night. Some places are closer to home than others." I grin up at him. "But you know what? Why don't we take advantage of the fact that I'm not busy today? We could do something together before you head off to play basketball."

The thought of spending more time together, getting clean and maybe even a little bit frisky in the shower is an appealing one. "Sounds like fun," I agree with a grin. "But don't you think we should wait for your dad to call first?"

I laugh and roll my eyes, but there's no denying the heat that spreads through me at his words. "Alright," I concede, "but only if we hurry up." I lead him by the hand toward the hallway, already beginning to imagine what mischief we might get into next.

As they call Arif's dad, he picks up and gives Alyssa a huge thank you for being there for his birthday and even offers her money, but she politely refuses it.

As they finish their conversation, Arif turns to me with a mischievous grin. "Well," he says, "I guess I should get going now." He steps closer and leans in to kiss me, his tongue teasing at the seam of my lips before sliding inside, tangling with mine.

"But don't worry," he whispers against my mouth, "I'll make it up to you later." With a wink, he pulls away and heads off down the hallway toward his room to get ready for basketball.

Left alone in the kitchen once more, I take my time cleaning up the dishes and straightening things up. The warmth of Arif's kiss lingers on my lips and spreads through my body like a sweet, intoxicating fire. As I finish putting everything away, I find myself humming a jaunty tune under my breath, already anticipating our next encounter.

When the water finally stops running and the last plate is put back in its proper place, I take one final glance around the room to make sure it's spotless.

It's been another long and busy month for Alyssa, working as a lap dancer at various clubs around town. But tonight is special - it's the night of Arif's victory party to celebrate his recent win in the basketball competition! She'd received an order from him earlier today, asking her to come by and entertain his after the game.

Alyssa takes a moment to freshen up, making sure she looks her best for the occasion.

When she arrives at Arif's house, it's buzzing with activity. There are balloons and streamers everywhere, and the scent of food wafts through the air from the kitchen. She spots Arif immediately; he's surrounded by his friends, holding court as they all congratulate him on his win. His eyes light up when he sees her, and he waves her over eagerly.

"Hey, Alyssa!" he shouts above the din of laughter and conversation. "

"Of course I do," Alyssa teases back with a grin, making her way over to where Arif sits. She perches herself on his lap, draping one arm around his neck and planting a kiss on his cheek. The guys around them whoop and holler as they take in the view of Alyssa's curves spilling out from her tight dress.

"So," she says once the initial excitement has died down a bit, "tell me all about it! How did you do it?

She laughs and shakes her head. "That's wonderful, Arif! I'm so proud of you." She leans in closer and whispers in his ear, "But don't think I didn't notice all the times you called me to come over and keep you company while you were practicing..." Her voice trails off seductively as she feels him harden against her.

With a sultry smile, Alyssa slips her hand beneath Arif's shirt and begins tracing lazy circles around his bare skin. "I think it's about time we find someplace a little more private to celebrate," she whispers, nibbling on her lower lip.

Her words send a wave of desire coursing through Arif, and he nods eagerly in agreement. Together, they slip away from the party, finding their way upstairs to Arif's bedroom.

The door shuts behind them, leaving the room dimly lit with only the flickering glow of a few candles. Alyssa takes her time undressing Arif, revealing his toned physique before turning her attention to herself. She wriggles out of her dress, letting it pool at her feet, and then kicks off her heels.

Arif watches hungrily as she climbs onto the bed, arching her back invitingly.

With a throaty laugh, Alyssa wraps her arms around Arif's neck and kisses him deeply. He tastes of celebration and sweat, but she doesn't mind one bit. As their lips part, she whispers against his ear, "I think it's time to thank you properly."

Her words send a shiver down his spine, and he moans softly as she begins to grind her hips against him. The sensation is exquisite, driving them both to the brink of madness.

With a sultry smile curving her lips, Alyssa begins to dance for Arif. She moves sinuously on the bed, letting her body slide against his in time with the music. Her hands glide up and down his chest, teasing his nipples before moving lower to explore the defined muscles of his abdomen.

Arif watches her, transfixed by the way she moves. Every touch sends a jolt of pleasure through him, making it harder and harder to think straight.

As the music reaches its peak, Alyssa straddles Arif's hips and leans forward, her breasts brushing against his chest. She grinds herself against him, taking him deeper inside with each thrust. Her lips find his neck once more, sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin there.

"That's it," he groans, arching his back off the bed as she hits exactly the right spot. "I can't take much more of this..."

Her eyes widen and a sharp intake of breath is the only reply he gets before she closes them tightly. Her hand finds its way to his length, wrapping around him with surprising strength as she begins to stroke him in time with their bodies. With a shaky exhale, she opens her eyes and meets his gaze.

"Oh, Arif," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. "I think you can be anything you want tonight..."

Her answer is to lean forward and engulf his length in her mouth, taking him deep and sucking hard. Arif's hips buck up off the bed, groaning as she expertly works her magic on him. Her hand continues its steady rhythm, driving him wild with pleasure.

Heat pools low in his abdomen, spreading outward until every nerve ending is alive and tingling.

As Alyssa continues to tease him with her lips and hand, Arif's control begins to slip away. His hips jerk erratically against the bed, the sensations building inside him until he can no longer hold back. With a hoarse cry, he comes, pulsing hotly into Alyssa's mouth as she sucks and licks avidly.

Her lips finally release his cock with a wet pop, and she gazes up at him with a satisfied smile. "There,"

"Oh, Arif..." She trails off with a shiver, her mind suddenly filled with images of the things they've done together and all the fantasies she's entertained about him. "I think...I think I want you to make love to me," she whispers, biting her bottom lip. "Slowly and thoroughly."

Her words send a thrill through Arif, and he smiles down at her before leaning in to kiss her deeply, his tongue sliding against hers in a sensual dance.

As Arif pushes deeper, she arches her back off the bed, moaning long and low. "Oh...God..." Her hands clench in his hair, urging him onward as he fills her completely. He begins to move inside her now, slowly at first but gaining speed with each thrust.

Her hips rise to meet his, their bodies moving together in a rhythm born of desire and love. "Harder," she whispers, her voice hoarse from pleasure. "I want it harder..."

Her nails dig into his shoulders as he takes her roughly. "Yes!" she cries out, her hips bucking against him in time with each powerful stroke. "Oh...Arif..." Her voice trails off into a moan of ecstasy as the sensations build and build inside her, tightening like a fist around her core.

With a groan, she arches her back, body going taut as pleasure washes over her in waves. "I'm...I'm c-coming..."

Her body convulses around him, her orgasm shattering through her in a series of powerful spasms. Wave after wave of hot liquid squirts from her core, splashing against his chest and stomach as she cries out his name. Arif follows close behind, his own release robbing him of breath as it pours into her still convulsing body.

As the last tremors subside, they collapse together onto the bed, panting and sweaty but utterly content.

With a tired smile, Alyssa rolls onto her side to face him, propping her head up on one hand. "I think you might be," she pants, glancing down at the mess between them. "But we'll have to discuss terms for next time." She laughs and leans in to press a soft kiss against his lips.

Arif returns the kiss, their lips moving together slowly before parting with reluctance. "We should probably get some sleep,"

"Mmm..." Alyssa hums noncommittally. "Maybe later," she murmurs, snuggling closer to him beneath the covers. "Right now...I just want to sleep." With a contented sigh, she closes her eyes and drifts off to dream of their next adventure together.

Arif chuckles softly, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her even closer. As he falls asleep, he can't help but wonder what the future holds for them.