On the Seventh Day BEFORE Xmas...Teaser 6

So some brief updates...

Worked on Lapdancing 06 on and off again all yesterday.  Currently the chapter is around 78 pages (Word format)...which comes to around 10+ Literotica pages.  A new scene popped into my head as I was writing, so spent all day writing about it--which was NOTHING I had originally planned, but that's some of the enjoyment I get when writing and just letting my mind wander.  There actually is an interesting twist or two that I NEVER planned, hehehe, so it will be interesting to see people's reaction--which is also some of the fun.

Almost done with my 3D Graphics Xmas scene (clean version).  I had a minor set back when my Daz Studio crashed on me and lost 6 hours of work.  I had been taking saves after major changes; however, the crash corrupted my save!  Thankfully I had another save I had named different, but literally lost SIX HOURS of work.  Obviously pissed off, but what can I do but move forward.  Hoping to finish it today or tomorrow, but we'll see.  Immersing myself into the graphics is like entering a time warp...one minute it is noon, and the next time I look at the clock it's almost midnight!

Have a job interview this week...keeping my fingers crossed.  Actually surprised they are interviewing me so close to the holidays, but as the person who contacted me explained, "We read your resume and instantly thought 'Wow!' and wanted to contact you as soon as possible."  Praying it works out as things are now getting tight, so we'll see.


So that's it, the day in the life of DocCIS Author, hehehe.  So without any more boring details, I will leave you with today's Xmas teaser of Lapdancing Girlfriend Chapter 06!

After hearing Mr. DeWight’s speech twice now—more if you counted the girls’ rendition—Diamond immediately lowered her hand to her crotch before Mr. DeWight could even said a word. She was familiar enough now what he demanded of her, so without hesitation slowly inserted three fingers into her core, gasping out loud as her entire pussy heated up.

She silently groaned in the realization of still having an excess of the gel upon her hand, the warming action now suffusing her entire cunt as she began moving her hand in and out, her hips suddenly bucking wildly as she fucked herself with her hands.

The entire time she stared straight into the DJ’s eyes, a deep dark place in her mind wanting to give each man his own personal experience of her masturbating, her orgasms private to each man.

When this third orgasm hit her it was with the force of a punch to the gut, her scream of pleasure unconstrained as her hips lunged up wildly against her hand, her fingers and hand now completely soaked with her release.

Without realizing it, she reached up with her other hand, grasping her left breast roughly and pinching her nipple between two fingers lick a clamp as she stared into George’s eyes.

Her body quivering with her release, she heard Mr. DeWight tell George he was luckier than the other guys, this being the most intense orgasm she had yet today.

As George got up and left, Diamond slumped back into the couch, her hand still buried in her pussy as her vaginal muscles continued to clamp down upon her fingers.

She only removed her hand when Mr. DeWight handed her another glass of champagne, quickly downing the drink as he sat back down at his desk.

And then Gregg came into the room.

Gregg was probably the closest person in terms of friendship to Dan than any of the other men working at the club. Dan had developed a special relationship, as Gregg was primarily the one manning the security cameras, so when Dan watched her perform in the VIP room on the nights he visited her at the club, they came into contact with each other often. Diamond recalled it had been Gregg warning Dan about Mr. DeWight and what could happen with her if Dan left her near the man.

As the large bouncer walked into the room and looked at her, she was taken aback seeing nothing but contempt in his eyes. After her last intense orgasm she was sprawled out on the chaise couch, her legs spread wide open, her body covered in oil, and she knew from the wetness still on her hand her crotch was soaked with her fluids. It dawned upon her that Gregg’s opinion of her—based upon his friendship with Dan—had lowered her to the equivalent of a backstabbing, gold-digging, slut.

She did not know what Dan had told him about their situation—or even if he had said anything—but she knew from that moment on Gregg’s view of her was even less than Mr. DeWight’s, although unlike Mr. DeWight, his contempt repugnance was limited solely to her.