Thread: You're My Father? (nothingbutporcelain and Quietman)

Big John nearly choked on his beer when the little blonde hit the stage .... Jesus .... that looks just like .... no fucking way ... can't be ... your fucking eyes are playing tricks Johnny he thought as she continued to sway against the pole in perfect rhythm to the hard rock coming from the speakers .... the crowd of hard dicks that had the place packed were coming unglued .... every place you looked was a male with a dopey grin and a bulge in his jeans. The lewd comments were never ending ... almost a damn contest as to see who could be more vulgar than the last guy. He couldn't take it any longer ... he had to get a better look just to make sure ... but god that could not be her ... hell she would be two years younger than his 41 years ... so that would be 39 and no matter how many hours she spent in the gym no 39 year old chica could look like that .... but still the resemblance was uncanny .... but he would know in just a minute ... all he needed to do was get close enough to do the mole check .... yes , he still remember the cute little mole she had on her left thigh ... up high ... about a 12 inch from her little pussy. He fished around in his pocket and came out with a one to use as an excuse to get close .... getting to the stage was not that hard ... especially, when you're 6'2 and packing 250 pounds of hard muscle on that frame .... yep, he was 41 , but duid not look it or act it ... he had always put in a full days work and was in good shape ... damn good shape. The catcallin' mob down front made room for John as he elbowed his way in .... just as he got to the front she had her ass turned to the crowd ... squatting low and doing her cock riding motion that all good dancers use to get the crowd going and the tips flowing .... she was pumping her little ass up and down .... and combining a little pouty look over the shoulder and cock grind thrown in from time to time. It was pretty fucking amazing .... John admitted that the waitress was right ... he was certainly being entertained by this one .... what was the crowd chanting ... Candy yes indeed ... this was some candy all right .... eye candy! Well , he stood there like a fool ... thinking how long had it really been since he stood waiting to put a one in a g-string ... years ... 15 to be exact ... lol Hell, it was kind of fun though ... being this close to a hot little slut ... a big difference from the cold fish waiting back at the house. He had a good shot at her crotch now ... if she would just slow down her pumping motion he would be able to see ... the bright lights working there magic down here ... she was real up close and personal .... one thing about it if a girl had any flaws at all they would show up under these lights ... and now as she slowed and began a slow back and forth motion he could see ... this one had no moles ... at least not on her inner thighs ...... but still the resemblance to his first wife Cathy was amazing. Glancing up John looked right into her eyes as she was looking back over her shoulder with almost a questioning look on her face ... now seeing that she had his attention she whip her head around, arched her back and pumped her little ass up and down once more ... then came up to a standing position ... wrapped her leg around the pole and humped it as if it was a lover's cock ... the place went nuts ... and John's cock grew down the leg of his jeans .... she was special ... that's for sure. Turning now to face the leering men at the front she began to move her whole body in a mesmerizing sway and slowly began to make her way up front to get her pay for being such a good girl .... and Big John watched her all the way .... he knew he should be checking out the goods but he could not take his eyes off her face ... again he told himself it could not be her ... and now he could see it wasn't ... she resembled Cathy for sure , but it was not her ... this girl was young ... possibly too young ... she could not be a day over 19 .... but John was thinking younger ... one thing for certain though she may have been 19 but the way she moved and the look in her eye was much more mature and knowing than her years .... this little bitch would be a handful in the bed John thought to himself. A moment of shame spread through him as he realized the thoughts he was having for this girl ... and girl is exactly what she was ... he admonished the pervert in him ... waited until she was close enough and quickly slipped the one in the waist band of her g-string ... not even looking in her eyes as he did so .... not seeing the almost hurt look in her eyes at his quick and abrupt departure from the front stage area. Making his way back to his table he ran across his waitress and told her he needed something a little stronger than beer ... he wanted a double shot of bourbon along with another beer. She said Coming up and he said Already there and turned once again toward the stage as his cock throbbed in his jeans ..... Damn you old pervert ... the girl is young enough to be your daughter he thought as he sat down and made the proper adjustments to his jeans .... young, hot, tight ..... don't go there ... he thought as a smile spread across his face.