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ELECTRA ( SYMONI CLERMONT )
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KAY FLOCK ( KYRIE LANDON )
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KYRIE wrapped his Cuban link around his neck, clicking in on the back. As he put a hat on his fresh braids, grabbing his phone and stacks on cash. Since he was going to the strip.
"Y'all niggas ready or what?" Kyrie said, speaking to nas, cblu and dthang. While he made his way down the stairs.
"Yeah we was waiting on you dumbass." Cblu spoke, kyrie laughed before making his way to his Bentley. Kyrie drove every time.
"Why won't you let me drive?" Dthang asked, making Kyrie turn his head as he heard 3 doors slam shut from the boys getting inside.
"I'm 24, can't lose my life right now." Kyrie said, making dthang smack his lips as Kyrie drove out of his garage making his way to naughty night strip club.
ARRIVED
"Now get yall bitch asses out my car." Kyrie said unlocking the doors. His duffel Louis vuttion bag filled with cash.
He walked inside, already having his id checked waiting for the rest of his people smacking his lips looking around the strip club.
And one female stood out to him, the way she spun around the pole. Her body moving to 'partition by beyonce' as he licked around his lips.
He walked up, grabbing a seat as he zipped open his duffel bag. Grabbing stacks of money, taking off the rubber band throwing it onto the woman.
Her eyes fell on him, he licked around his lips sending her a wink as she smiled going back to what she was doing. Rubbing all over her body in slow motion.
Whining her hips up and down, Kyrie was drawn to this woman and he didn't even know her name. It was all in her dancing.
"Kyrie mane what the fuck you doing." He heard from behind him knowing it was cblu, he turned around seeing his friends. "Throwing money fuck."
"Take this." Dthang said, handing him a shot of whiskey. Making him throw it down before hissing, "that shit not my flavor." He mumbled.
He went back to see the stripper he just saw dancing, but when he got back. She disappeared. "Fuck." He mumbled to himself.
Kyrie was very familiar with this club, so he went inside seeing the person who runs the building. "Jason, my man." He spoke dapping up the owner.
"I wanna request a dance, from that one girl with the bangs. She was dancing partition? She had a bang, black hair, big puffy lips." Kyrie explained making Jason hum to himself.
"Yea you talking about... Electra?" He questioned, making him nod his head not knowing her name. "I gotchu. Come with me."
The private room, the sign read. He licked over his lips, the duffel bag he once had still with him. Still filled with a grand amount of money.
He followed behind him, Jason opened the door. The purple lights buzzing, the music of pony by ginuwine blasting through his ears.
He sat down, "finna bring her for you." Jason said, making him nod his head setting the bag by himself as he plopped on the couch, opening the bag. Grabbing a stack of cash, pulling off the rubber band.
He waited exactly 20 minutes, before seeing the petite woman enter inside of the room. "Heard you were looking for me?" She asked, her voice laced with seductiveness.
"Definitely was." He mumbled, before she stepped on the stage. Immediately doing the dance of interest, as Kyrie licked around his lips.
She turned around, shaking her ass infront of his face. Immediately making Kyrie harden under his pants throwing the money in the air for her.
"Damn.." he mumbled, as Electra got closer to him. Sitting on top of him moving her legs to both sides of him, as he flipped her hair.
He stared at her, only seeing lust inside of her eyes. Licking around his lips, his hands moved to her ass wanting so desperately to touch it.
She moved closer towards his face, laying a kiss upon his lips. Before he pulled back, looking at her once again smashing his lips against hers.
He picked her up, moving towards the door and locking it. The kiss was rough, nasty like how he liked it. He smiled, laying her on the couch.
"You so pretty." He mumbled, moving off the tight bathing suit panties she had on. Discarding them somewhere around the room.
He rubbed her breast, taking off the bra by untying it. She unclipped his jeans, moving his Calvin klein draws down as his member sprung out.
"Just put it in." She moaned aggravated, grabbing his face kissing his lips desperately closing her eyes while kyrie grabbed his 9 in a half inch member, sticking it inside of her wet pussy.
Both of the moans matching with eachother, "ride my shit ma." He said smacking her ass, the recoil making him lick around his lips.
Symoni moved her hips back and forth, "that's my spot, right there." She moaned out, the song now changing to 'Beg For It, by Chris brown."
Kyrie wrapped his hand around her throat, her whines and cries becoming louder. "Fuck me just like that." Symoni whispered, a pout of her face.
"Hey kyrie! You good in there" Jason spoke as he knocked on the door, trying to open it making kyrie put his hand over symoni mouth.
"Doing just good, I like her." He spoke, before kissing symoni's lips. Making her blush slightly, as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
