the STRIPPER diaries (EDITING!!!)

After the Club

This nigga was fr. He really waiting for me at the bar. I aint gone lie about it. I was surprised that he had waited. I been giving lap dances all night and sliding up and down the pole on stage. He never seemed to take his eyes off of me. The other strippers had approached him and he was turning them all away. Was he just trying to put on a front? What is this nigga doing?

"See you waited for me huh?"

"I said that I would Ms Honey. You ready to get out of here?"

I dont ever leave the clubs with niggas but something about him just felt so safe. He got in his car and I got in mine and he followed me back to my place.

"Damn ma you doing it big in this apartment huh?"

"Well when you're a stripper you make good money."

"Why do you strip? You're just so beautiful. You need to be a doctor or a teacher or some shit."

When I was in high school.. I always said that I would go to college and become a nurse. I always wanted to work in the hospital. But when my parents kicked me out.. I lost all motivation to go to college. I had my body and I used it to get everything that I wanted. I lit up a blunt of kush and proceeded to open up to this nigga.

"Well my parents are devout Christians. They actually own the church in Downtown Atlanta. The Millers?"

"You're Pastor Miller's daughter?"

"Yea. Unfortunately. They raised me to be the exact opposite that I am today. But when they learned that I wasnt a virgin anymore when I was 17, they kicked me out. They left me with nothing and I had to find a way to get on my feet quick."

"Sometimes you got to do what you got to do to make it through life. But are you trying to make a career of this?

"No im not. But I dont know what to do next. This game is all that I know. I dont know anything else."

"Well if you were my woman, you would never have to worry about yout next moves. I'd always take care of you."

"I dont know what to say to that. It sounds so good but too good to be true."

We were vibing so good. This kush was flowing through my lungs. Im feeling myself. Im feeling this sexy ass nigga on my couch. I pass the blunt back to him and get on top of him.

"You must be feeling a nigga huh?"

"Yes I am."

"You better slow down Ms Honey. You aint ready for this dick."

I loved for a nigga to say that I wasnt ready for his dick. I took it as a challenge.

"Try me."

And thats exactly what he did. He flipped me over to where I was laying on my back and he was on top of me and he was between my legs. He put the blunt out and started tongue wrestling me. I feel him sliding my dress off and squeezing my breasts. He starts to lick and suck on my nipples. I just lay back and let him take charge. He spreads my legs open and starts licking my pussy. This nigga got his tongue doing circles around my clitoris. I just want to scream his name but its feeling so good that I can't even speak. Next thing I know.. this nigga slid his python ass dick into my pussy. It was hurting like a mf. Nigga had me running up the bed. Everytime I ran he would follow right behind me and fuck me even harder and deeper than he did before. I was so happy when he finally nutted. I was out of breath.

"Told you that you couldn't take this dick."

I didnt want to admit defeat. But i didnt want to risk him tryna dick me down again. So I told him that he won.

"I'll call you tomorrow Ms Honey."

He gave me the most passionate kiss and left me to sleep with my aching pussy.