I lay back on the leather couch, sippin ' my Henny relaxing while I let Honey take care of me. Honey was the finest stripper at the Hot Spot, one of the few remaining strip clubs in East Ocean View. No on had an ass as big and soft as hers, and on top of that, the bitch was fine. If she wanted to she could be in any nigga's rap video, no question asked. She had cinnamon brown skin that glowed like she was covered in baby oil twenty-fo' seven, and these big ol' titties that seemed to hypnotize. I had been fuckin' wit' her for a minute. I came to the club and checked her out, even made it rain like a hurricane lettin' loose tens and twenties all over the stage. In return, I knew that this was my piece of ass until I decided otherwise. Honey climbed on my lap and leaned close to me. She started to whisper in my ear.
"I missed you, Demarcus. You ain't gave me none in a week."
I gave her my famous boyish grin and playfully whispered back, "You know what to do." And so it began. She reached down and grabbed the belt of my pants. I had been missing that pussy
a li'l bit so I decided to help her get to it a li'l faster. I set my glass down undid, my belt and pulled out what I like to call every's bitch bad habit. You see, every nigga think he got the biggest dick in the world until he stand beside a nigga wit' a bigga one. I ain't sayin I peek at other nigga's Johnson but I could damn sure say I got that crack rock, dopefiend, call me Jerry Springer 'cause I'ma leave yo ho sprung dick!
Honey was 100% addicted.
First, she massaged it wit' her hand. I didn't know what this broad be doing wit' her hands, but they were soft as hell and even made a nigga shiver.
I was getting excited as I listened to August Alsina's "Kissin' On My Tattoos" playing in the background. I grabbed the side strap of her thong and untied it. I could feel it fall on my lap and I started to palm her ass. Damn, this bitch had a nice ass. I couldn't even grip all of it in my hands, but damn if I wasn't trying. I suddenly had the urge to feel her wet lips. She wasn't experienced at givin' head. From what she told me, she'd just lost her virginity the year before when she was eighteen. I could believe that shit, 'cause a nigga was a breath away from punchin' her in the top of her too damn expensive Brazilan weave the first time she ever went there with me. I can't stand feelin' teeth, nails, any of that shit grazin' my dick. I made it a point to teach her' cause a nigga like me need that I'm my life for sho. Good head and good pussy from the same bitch is a hot commodity (look it up if you don't know what it means). You can find a million and one chucks who'll give it to you but only a handful can do that shit like Pinky the porn star or Supahead. I like these young chicks cause they got more potential and they definitely more willing to learn. I'm not that much older than Honey five years ain't shit in this day and age.
She looked kinda surprised, like she didn't understand what was going on.
"What's wrong, baby? You want me to stop?" she asked.
I loved her voice. It was kinda hoodish and whiny, but still sexy.
"Naw, girl, I just wanna watch you such that shit for me."
"But, baby, what if somebody see me? I could get fired." She really sounded like she was worried about it.
Somebody needed to remind her that I owned the fucking club. We were secluded in the smaller one of three lounge areas. They were primarily for private dances but every now and again someone would rent a section for a bachelor party or whateva. I had already requested this section be reserved and undisturbed, so Honey was worrying for no reason.
Besides, the only person with the audacity to even go against my word in here is was my biz partner Derrick, and last time I checked he was busy tryin'a holla at a new bitch who came in yesterday lookin' for work. She looked a li'l old in the face by my standards, but she had an hour glass, wide-body physique that left a nigga speeches! Shit, with the right makeup and lighting we could pull in mad paper off her shots for sure. I smacked Honey on her ass, gave her a little grin, and told her get to work. She hesitated at first , then got down on her knees and started her practice test. She was getting better. I felt less teeth, and damn, this shit was starting to feel real good. I had to grab her head a couple of times to stop her cause I didn't want to bust I'm her mouth. I wanted to feel that pussy tonight.
