The Outsiders Smut pt.2

stripper | sodapop & dallas

A/N: HEYYYY!! sorry that i haven't been posting in a looonnngg TIME so enjoy this!!

I sway my hips to the music playing in the background while 30 to 40 year old men stare at the other strippers including me.

I look down and see these two cute men looking like they're in their 20s or so, the one in the leather jacket looks attractive but the one next to him, he looks hot.

I squat down to their faces and gave them a show, I sway my hips and got up to stand at the same time, then I grabbed the pole and started to pole dance. I see them whispering to each other then I heard the bell for the strippers and I to get back stage to perform our solos.

I walk to my makeup station to fix myself up for the little dance I'm going to do until I hear,

"Y/N!"

I turn to the direction where the voice was heard and it was Allison aka Baby Blue.

"What Allison?"

"You got a request."

All the girls look at me and giggled.

"You have to meet them at Door 9."

"Wait, them?"

"Yeah it's, 2 men."

"We never get 2 men, we normally get 1." Kelly says.

"Well then, this is my lucky day isn't." I say.

"Get ready!" Allison says.

I go get ready in my white lingerie with the angel wings on it. And my stripper name is Angel.

I walk to Door 9 and open the door and see the two men that I saw at my section.

"Hey beautiful, what's your name?" The guy in the leather jacket says.

"Angel."

"No, what's your actual name sweetheart?" The guy that I thought that was hot.

"Y/N."

"It's suits you." The guy in the leather jacket says.

"What's your names?"

"My name is Dallas and this is Sodapop."

"Sodapop? That interesting."

"I get that a lot."

"Now, I normally don't get two men at once so I'll do what I normally do but there are rules."

"Rules?" Sodapop says.

"You can't sexually harass me, you have to listen what I say, and you can't undress me."

"So what you're saying is your in charge?" Dallas says.

"Yes. Now go sit at the couch and enjoy the show." I said.

They go sit down and waits for me to do something. I walk to Sodapop and got on his lap and started to lap dance. I see Dallas getting sexually frustrated so I make out with him. What? I sometimes break the rules.

I hear Sodapop moan and feel his boner.

"Enjoying this?" I say.

All can Sodapop do is nod, I just giggle.

Dallas just looks at me and grabs my waist and puts me on his lap, he has a boner to.

"Let's us kiss you."

I might get fired by doing this, oh what the hell, I start make out with Sodapop and I feel Dallas' lips on my neck, I can tell he's giving me a hickey.

"Take your costume off." Dallas says.

I get off of them and unzips my costume and let's the costume drops down on the floor and I can see that Sodapop and Dallas want me so bad.

They get out of the couch and walks towards me and I get kinda scared, I never had this happen to me before.

"Don't worry Angel, we won't bite." Dallas says.

I some reason trust them, I grab Sodapop and starts making out with him. Dallas joins in and makes out with my neck again and, I want one of them to fuck me.

I moan by they're touching, Sodapop puts me on the king sized bed and lays me down gently. Dallas lays next to me and takes his clothes off and holy hell, his body looks so good. Sodapop takes his clothes off as well and, he looks like he works out a lot.

I think I got the most amazing customers.

Dallas gets on me and got his cock right at my entrance and starts thrusting inside me. I start screaming in pleasure. God! He takes me so well.

It's Sodapop's turn to do something to me. Sodapop gets ready to thrust into me and holy shit! He's huge!

We hear the door open and it's my boss, Michael Jones.

"Hey! What's going on here!"

All I can do is say nothing.

"Get the fuck off of her!"

Sodapop and Dallas gets off the bed and I just sit on the bed and try and hide my body.

"Sorry man, we just wanted something." Dallas says.

"Get out."

Dallas and Sodapop leaves and says "Bye Angel."

When the door closed Michael comes to me in a worried matter and says, "Are you okay Y/N?"

"I think so."

"You're just going to dance at the poles and do a solo that's it!"

"I'm sorry."

"If you get pregnant, give me a call."

Michael walks to the door and opens and leaves and closes the door behind him and I just sit there shocked and I turn my head and sees a piece of paper and I pick it up and open it and reads it.

It says,

Call us Angel,

555-893-2865 (Soda)
&
555-903-5163 (Dally)

God those two.