Thread: Family Ties --Futafanatic and I--

Hey Becky. Busy tonight? Jenna asked the bouncer with a smile. Becky was a big, rugged looking woman who had probably spent more time on a motorcycle than in bed. But she was a good bouncer, and kept all the dancers of the Lucky Futa safe. Yeah Jen. It's open floor night, so we've got all kinds of gorgeous new girls on stage. Jen grinned. She loved open floor night. The girls that came in were usually desperate for cash, or just plain slutty. Either way it was a great way for a sexy futa like herself to get laid. While the club wasn't exclusively for futas, a lot of them were regulars, including Jen. She slipped Becky a twenty and went through the door. As the loud music washed over her she took a deep breath and headed right for the bar, ordering a strong drink. When the bartender passed her the glass, he slipped her a strange sort of masquerade mask as well. What's the deal Bobby? Special deal tonight. New girls find it easier to dance for people in masks apparently. So all mask wearers get a discount on private dances. Jenna quirked an eyebrow. Must be her lucky night. A quick look around showed all kinds of ladies and gentlemen wearing them. Another look honed her attention on one particular dancer, and made her jaw drop. Kira?! She didn't shout it, but even if she had, the music was too loud for the dancer to hear her. But her surprise was warranted, as the sexy young thing practically fucking the stripper pole was her younger sister by four years. She had to get a closer look, since she'd never let her live it down. After slipping on the mask she wormed her way through the crowd, to the base of the stage where she was dancing. Eager to get a good angle on Kira, hoping maybe to snag a cell pic and tease her about it later. Dear....god... Once she was in place, she hammered her drink. Kira was dressed sleazier than she'd ever seen, and showing off all the areas she'd never expected to see. She must have been dancing awhile now, cause her skin glistened with sweat, and the pole was slick. As a waitress walked by Jenna snagged another drink, this was priceless, and being one of the generally sleazier of her sisters, she wasn't disgusted by the sight. At first she found it humorous, but after a minute of watching her sisters tight young body writhing on the stage, she found herself a little aroused. Shit...time for another drink. She had to back away, and when she headed back for the bar, realized that she had a massive erection. Wow...maybe two drinks. She hammered another two, then turned back to her sister, finding the alcohol did little to quell the dirty thoughts rising in her mind. Biting her lip she considered all the possibilities. Of course she could tease her sister, or maybe blackmail her...but that would be just mean. She could always have a little fun with her. You like her Jen? She's a big hit tonight. And she's doing private dances too. Want one? Bobby asked her as he took her glasses. She turned to him, initially going to snap for suggesting such a thing, then realized that he didn't know they were related. No one did....then it hit her...with the mask, neither would Kira. Actually Bobby...yeah. I'd love one! It was so time to have fun with Kira. She wasn't sure what she was gonna do, but it was going to be priceless. After throwing Bobby a tip, she headed to one of the private booths and waited for her sister to arrive. As she waited, she tried to get her cock to stand down to no avail, and eventually settled for adjusting it down her inner thigh.