LUNATIC

cafe

This is a cafe look outside but if you go inside you see those whores dancing in a silver poles  i thought it was a cafe and damn i hate it  The way their asses move in front of my face to the music in the background. Those dirty whores would do anything to get a money dollar .  Well as i see they do a little show, they climb on their silver poles and swing around effortlessly. This one's name is sammy. Her skin was radiant soft and smooth as i know she is mid 20's , so perfect and ready for me to touch. She swing on the pole then swings landing upside down only holding on by her legs. Once she grabs onto the pole with her hands, her legs open into the perfect split showing all of her not so special and private treasures through the thin cotton of her see through underwear. Just as the chorus to the song Na Na plays, she turns right side up and swirls down the pole until her pink plastic stripper shoes hit the floor.
She gets on all fours swinging her black head of hair in circles. Putting one arm on the black sparkly floor over the other, she crawled her way closer to me stoping right in front of where I was sitting. A few more brutal movements and her girls would pop out onto the front porch. Face to face noses almost touching she ran one of her hands through my hair. I slipped a couple of dollar bills in both of the cups to her bra. She jiggled them in my face before she turned and shook her ass making it clap. Just as the song ended, she walked backstage.
Any other man would be completely hard by now, wishing that she would suck them or even better, fuck them. But not me.
All the other men around me clapped for her, honoring her for her sluttiness. Suddenly another girl walked on stage, only wearing underwear with a cat's tail attached, cat ears, and her black stripper shoes, she was taller then the girl before. Her breasts were entirely too fake given the fact that they looked straight up at the ceiling and were too round to be real. Kitty was her name.
Even though she was putting on her show and her sacks of plastic silicone were bouncing up and down, Sammy caught my attention. She was walking out from backstage and heading towards my way. Before I knew it she was standing in front of me asking me, "Would you like a private show papi?"
I noticed she was Hispanic. I shook my head no but she wouldn't take no for an answer so she straddled my lap. I got a closer look at her face now that the light was hitting her. I could call her beautiful, but she's a disgusting whore like the rest of them. Her crotch grinded on me as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "I can make you feel so good baby, you can't even imagine," she said moving up and down on my lap. She smelled of cigarettes and cheap beer.
"No thank you," I said looking away.
"Come on papi, I know you want me," she said.
"Please get off of me," I said in the politest and calmest way possible. The last thing I wanted was her filthy hands all over me.
"Have it your way," she said pulling her bra down and letting her breasts slip out before she got up and walked towards another man. The other man gladly took her offer. She was willing to pay up to 100 dollars to fuck her STD filled pussy.
The waitress with a green wig came back to me with my scotch. I gave her the money along with a tip for herself then took a sip from my glass and observed Kitty as she danced.
Sammy or Kitty? Who would be my next victim? Which of the two was the sluttiest, the dirtiest, and the nastiest whore?
After Kitty's dance Sammy went back on stage and danced with Kitty. Both of them rubbing against each other. All you could hear were the horny men around the stage chanting out their names and cheering them on. Who knew. They are also guilty, just as guilty as those whores. More than half the pigs here are married, some of them even have children, children that they should be tucking into bed but instead they are here watching as two grubby girls rub against each other.