UNCHARTED TERRITORY

Strip Club

Call out my name- the weekend.

"Chyna and I are finally trying for a baby." Jason blurted in front of his work colleagues on game night. The noisy men froze, looking at Jason as if he grew an extra head, who was now rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "Wow! Wow! You want kids?" Brandon asked him as if having kids were a nasty thing.

"Hey! Brandon chill man. Its time for Jason to settle for kids. He's not getting any younger either. Hey man, congratulations. A toast to Jason having kids!" Wesley said giving Jason a slap on his back knocking off bottles of beer while Brandon watched them.

"I slept with Chyna." Brandon blurted out.

"What the fuck did you just say?" Jason asked pouncing on Brandon, he punched him on the face hard, Wesley tried to separate them, "Jason calm down." He said

"Yeah, its not like Chyna is that loyal." Brandon said trying to stop his nose from bleeding. Wesley gave him a hard look then gave him another blow which sent him to the ground. "You're such an asshole!" He said. Body guards flew to where they were, carrying both Wesley and Jason outside while Brandon yelled, "yeah take them out. They started it."

Outside Jason paced up and down. He had bought tickets to Bahamas this weekend so that they can have an easy time bonding, he called it new beginnings. "I can't believe she cheated. And with that asshole?" He said pain visible on his face. Suddenly the doors to the club opened and out came Brandon.

Jason rushed towards him and added several more punches on his face before Wesley separated them.

"I don't ever want to see you son of a bitch!" Jason yelled trying to reach at him again but Wesley held onto him tightly.  Brandon stumbled on some tiny rocks, walking away from them cursing, trying to fix his broken nose.

"Let me drive you home man. C'mon." Wesley offered.

"Home is the last place I want to be right now. Lets go somewhere else. Get wasted and fuck some bitches. Do you know of any strip clubs? What I’m I asking, of course you do. Lets go." Jason called out.

"Dude! Are you sure that's what you want to do? You leave that to Brandon and I. Let me take you home. Don't wreck your life just for news you aren’t sure of. I've known you my entire life, you aren’t that type of guy."   Wesley said

"Believe me, I want to go to a strip club tonight. And don't mention that asshole's name again or else I’ll send punches to your face as well. Come on lets go." Jason said leading the way to where Wesley's car was packed. Wesley shook his head and followed him. He drove them to a strip club just like Jason requested.

Wesley knew very well that his friend would never act wreck less like them. Him and Brandon always asked him to loosen up a bit but he wouldn't even have a lap dance at a strip club.

While inside, Jason and Wesley find a table, order drinks and surprisingly enough, Jason ordered for a private lap dance.

"OH no  no...you wasting your cash man" Wesley said trying to talk him out since he knew very well Jason was a loyal dog. He wouldn't cheat on Chyna.

Soon a beautiful black girl in a thong waved at Jason. Her tits were huge...Wesley swallowed.  She had wide hips, her big booty was what made her look more adorable. What’s with black women with big booty? Fuck!

"Hey man, let me have her. We both know you wouldn't cheat on your girl. This is a one chance thing. No refunds here." Wesley said to Jason his eyes fixed on the juicy black doll.

"Forget Chyna. Find yourself another girl and fix your problem." Jason said indicating Wesley's visible boner. He stood up  following the girl.

The black girl held Jason's hand sending vibrations to his skin. She led him into a booth like chamber covered with red curtains. Inside, there was a flat bed like seat with huge fat red cushions covered in red satin covers.

The black girl looked at Jason. "You haven’t done this before have you?" She asked fixing his collar. He stiffened from her touch.

"Uh, is it that obvious?" He asked.

"You look tense. Relax. We wont do anything you don’t want." She said.

"Isn’t that what I’m supposed to say to you?" Jason asked.

He then asked her name. "Alisha." She said.

"You're so beautiful." Jason said.

"Not everyone I bring in  here says that. I should be sucking your dick not taking compliments." Alisha said running her hands on Jason’s trousers.

"Mm, not bad. I could work with that. Strip boy!" Alisha demanded. Jason unbuckled his belt, and dropped his trousers and was left with his pants on.

Alisha gave him a look that say, "everything nigga" Jason read that right Quick and took his boxers off. His member betrayed him. It was already stiff. Alisha’s ass couldn’t go unnoticed. She knelt down, took his large member into her mouth. Bobbed her head up and down. She sucked him like a star. Chyna never sucked his dick. She said it grossed her out. He wondered if she ever sucked Brandon’s dick. These thoughts were clouded when Alisha pulled on his balls, deep throating his dick.  He moaned.

Soon he was shooting cum all over Alisha’s huge tits. That visual turned him on as fuck.
"If we go again. You'll have to pay more." As if she read his mind, she said.

"Turn around. I don’t mind spending some dime on this fine ass." Jason said pure lust in his eyes.

"Sure thing." Alisha said turning around showing off her big booty.
Jason grabbed her two huge butt cheeks, startling Alisha, "Mm, they feel so good." Jason complimented.

"Now bend over Alisha." Jason said.

She did as asked. Jason ripped the tiny thong  that was on the way and shoved  his cork right up her cunt. Closed his eyes and  pictured how Brandon and Chyna fucked behind his back and that made him fuck Alisha even harder and harder. Alisha was
Screaming loudly, moaning asking for more.

While all this was happening, Wesley was behind the curtains watching with disbelieve, he opened his zip and jerked off from watching his friend give a stripper a good fuck. He was jerking, rubbing his dick furiously, while Jason was pounding on Alisha’s pussy, "you like that Alisha?" Jason asked
"Yes! YES!" She screamed.
Jason came the second time inside her, shooting hot seeds into her.

"Oh fuck! Are you on the pill?" He asked soon after he slipped off inside her.

Alisha shot him a stare. "Do you think I want to have babies with everyone in here?" She asked. Her knees weak from bending over, she dropped on the cushion tired.

"Well, you aint a "rookie at cookie" after all. You knew what you were doing. I don’t get a lot of that good fuck in here. Maybe you can leave me your number, we can become fuck buddies. I like your game."  Alisha said scooping some of Jason’s cum from her cunt  with her fingers licking it.

"You dirty girl." Jason said, cleaning his dick with a clean towel after which he wore his trousers.

"You're so pretty, and I liked your service..." Jason and Alisha were interrupted by a loud moan from outside their cube behind the curtains

Jason took a look and found Wesley shooting hot sperm his hand on his dick. "What the fuck? Oh my God! What the hell man?" Jason closed the curtains before his friend's cum hit his face. Luckily it hit the curtains. Wesley, embarrassed, he ran out of that place fumbling with his zipper.

"That  pervert!" Alisha said before they both burst out laughing.  Jason paid for her services more than he was supposed to pay.

"Call me, I have two free tickets to Bahamas  for you." Jason said before planting a kiss on Alisha’s forehead.

"You naughty girl." Jason called out while he walked outside the booth.

He walked out of the strip club feeling confident enough he did it, though a part of him felt bad he cheated but the relationship was over soon as Brandon said he fucked Chyna. 

It started drizzling outside, he looked up and smiled, Wesley's car wasn't there so he decided to walk home. If he can sleep with a stripper then how bad with being rained on? He chuckled to that silly thought.