Seduced

Aletta Ocean stands in the empty bar, hips rolling against the pole in tight black lingerie. She’s halfway through her warm-up when Blue Angel walks in, heels clicking across the floor. Aletta tells her to sit and behave, but Blue Angel steps up, says she wants to feel what the pole is like. She peels her dress off, leaving only a skimpy thong and bra, and wraps her hands around the cold metal. Aletta watches from the couch. Blue Angel swings, arches, lets the pole slide between her thighs. The sight hits Aletta low and hard; her pussy clenches, already slick. She gets up, steps behind her friend, and runs both hands over Blue Angel’s waist. Blue Angel turns, eyes half-lidded, and Aletta kisses her hard. They drop to the small stage. Aletta spreads Blue Angel open, fingers sliding through wet lace before she yanks the thong aside and licks straight up her slit. Blue Angel moans, pulls Aletta’s hair, grinds against her tongue. Aletta pushes two fingers inside, curls them, sucks her clit until Blue Angel’s thighs shake. Then she flips, sits on Blue Angel’s face, and rides her tongue while Blue Angel fingers her from behind. They stay locked together until they both come, loud and shaking, the pole forgotten above them.