Beyoncé imagines(Vol.1)

Stripper

"Shake that ass baby girl, let me see them ass cheeks shake" the guy yelled at Bey.

Beyoncé been working at the same strip club since she was 17 and now she's 22, everyone asked for her because she was the youngest. Guys/females always had to pay more to book her, her boss was making hella money off her. Bey always dresses like a little school girl noticing it attracted a lot of people. She was pulled off stage early to go do a private dance, hearing the person paid a lot. Beyoncé gather her money before locking it in her locker before running upstairs to the private room.

" you Y/N ?" She asked coming inside the room seeing the sad looking person on the couch.

" yeah. My wife left me a week ago and my friends said I need to let lose so they brought me you. I think they paid $600 for 3 hours" You rambled on about.

" I'm sorry about that, but I'm here to make you feel better baby" Bey said turning on the music.

As Beyoncé started dancing against you, you felt yourself getting hard. You haven't had sex in almost a year, your wife losing interest in you. Grabbing hold of her waist you slowed her down , lifting your hips so it felt like you was fucking her.

"I'll give you $1000 to let me fuck you..... and an extra $500 for a blow job" You said.

You was a rich woman, money didn't mean nothing to you at all.

" what!? A blow job!? You ain't got no dick lady" Bey said.

"I was born different..... so is that a yes or a no?" You asked.

" yeah or course, but you can't tell my boss you gave this to me" Bey said as she stood up getting naked.

" that's fine. I really need this release" You said undoing your pants.

"Mmm, so big" Bey said as she got  on her knees in front of you.

Bey began to suck you off while she rubbed her hands up and down your thighs. She couldn't believe that you was paying her $1500, all that money she wasn't stupid to turn that offer down.

"Fuck yes baby" You said as you pushed her head further down.

You sat back enjoying the head until you got tired of it.

"Oh damn get up here" you said pulling Bey up.

You pulled Beyoncé down on your lap before you entered her, pushing pass her tight walls. Beyoncé moaned, jerking back.

"Don't run from it baby" You said with a smirk before push Bey all the way down on your dick.

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Beyoncé walked out the room with her $1500, she still felt you in her stomach. Getting back to the dressing room she seen that her shift was over, stuffing all her money in her gym bag she walked out the back door to her car. She drove to the babysitter house who was watching her son, paying the girl $100 she carried her sleeping son to the car. Andre didn't stay sleep for long, waking up complaining he was hungry.

"What do you want to eat baby?" Bey asked her son.

"Nuggets" he said.

"Always"

Beyoncé drove to the nearest McDonald's by the house, getting their food they headed home watching Disney movies while eating their food.