"Sweet Loretta Modern thought she was a woman, but she was another man." -- The Beatles
The loud music blasted from the surround sound system and pounded in my head, causing it to feel as if it would pop with the echo that was coming from the shrieking scream to the loud bass. I watched as the girls danced slowly on the stage under the color strobe lights, the light playfully danced across their bodies, highlighting their tits, cunts, and asses. Each of the bitches was slowly peeling her clothes to the beat of the music, and my cock was beginning to throb and grow. "Come on bitch," I said under my breath, "I got a dollar and something else for you right here," as I thought of my dick pounding into one of these cunts.
The sweet little blonde came up to me as if on cue, and I slipped the bill under her garter and my finger slid across her cunt. I copped a feel of her moist and hot hole as my finger sank into her up to the second digit and I knew that she was hot and ready for a good fucking. I smiled at her and asked if she would like to go into the backroom for a little bit of fun, just the two of us. Instead of answering me she stood and left without saying a word.
"Yeah, fuck off you stupid cunt, there are more bitches than just you here," I yelled toward her back, but the loud music drowned out my words.
I know one of these stupid bitches will give it up to me before the night is over. Damn, it has been two weeks since I got any. That stupid cunt I had been living with had just packed her bags one day and took off; then filed a restraining order on me. Ha, she would be sorry since she would never have it so good again. Maybe if she came back begging on her hands and knees and kissing my feet I would think of taking her back. But I could care less about her now, all I was thinking was to find some hot wet hole that I could fuck right now!
Now that the girls on the stage had removed all their clothes and shown off their tits and cunts, they started to leave and the next act was getting ready to began. I saw the blonde say something to the new girls as they came out and they all looked toward me. One of the new cunts really stood out, she was black or really brown in color. I don't care much for dark meat myself but something about her caught my attention. She looked toward me and while the other girls seem to stay away, thanks to that blonde cunt no doubt, she came over and started to dance just for me.
As she danced, she looked in my eyes. My cock was screaming for some cunt, even if it was her's. I was about to tell her I didn't want no colored bitch when she unhooked her bra and freed her knockers. They were perfect twin cones. The kind that stick straight out as if defying gravity. My eyes were glued on to her dark nipples. Then she stood over my head and I got a whiff of her sex through her panties. My cock felt as if it would rip right through my pants and bury itself in this black bitch's cunt.
Now she leaned over, her tits just inches from my eyes, and in a thick Caribbean accent asked if I wanted to go to the backroom for some fun.
Like I said before, I didn't normally go for the dark meat, but I was hot and after this cunt had teased my dick I wanted a piece of her. Hell, chocolate pussy is just pussy, right? And after all, I just wanted to fuck it, not take it home.
She came off the stage and took my hand and led me through the crowd. We went through the curtains that said "PRIVATE" and walked down a hallway. I could tell that there were private cubicles on both sides, even in the dim light, but instead of doors there were curtains enclosing them. I heard sounds of moaning coming from several of the closed curtains. I could hardly wait to get me some of that same type of satisfaction from this black cunt.
When we got to one of the open rooms, she led me in. "Mon, you come here often?"
"No, this is the first time here; um, at this club," I quickly added. I didn't want the bitch to think I was a cop out to bust her ass; all I wanted was to cop her ass!
"Mon, it be fifty dollars and a tip for one dance," she informed me. "If you want more dances, we can arrange it."
The way she said "more" left no doubt she was willing to fuck my white pole. I handed her a hundred, "what will it get me?"
"Mon, you be having a right good time, tonight. Now you lie down now and let me take all the troubles away. Empty your pockets and remove your belt first, though," she said as she went to the small table by the wall. I watched as she started to remove her clothes. I couldn't wait. I dropped my pants and went up to her back. I reached around her, cupping her tits in my hands and rubbing my hard cock between the twin globes of her brown ass cheeks.
She jumped and started to protest. I ordered her to shut the fuck up, that she would like it; after all, this is what all stupid cunts wanted in the first place. She turned her body toward me and before I could stop her, I felt her knee coming up between my legs and hitting me.
The room seem to spin around. Then the ache went from my balls and spread to each part of my body. I fell to the floor in unbelievable pain and unable to move. I would have puked right there except it would hurt too much.
Through the pain I heard her speaking to me. "So you think that this be what women like, mon? You don't understand nothing about no women, but you shall. Yes, you shall find out right soon enough. You will know all about what women want and desire."
I couldn't move or speak, I just laid there as she said something else in some strange language that I didn't understand and left. I laid in the darkened room alone for a moment or an hour, I couldn't tell, then I felt myself being lifted up, dragged, and thrown outside. I heard the bouncer say not to come back till I learned how to treat a lady.
I crawled to my car and somehow, with pain racking my body, managed to drive myself home. I went inside and fell onto the bed without changing my clothes. Damn, I still felt sick. Soon I was asleep and the pain seem to be less.
When I woke up, it was still dark but there was a hint of coming light of the dawn. I still felt so strange from last night, I just hoped that the stupid black bitch didn't do no permanent damage to me. Maybe a good piss is what I needed.
I tried to stand but the room was so hazy and my head was spinning and I could hardly walk, but I made my way to the bathroom. I stood in front of the toilet in the gray light of first dawn and unzipped my fly. I reached into pull out my cock, and I couldn't find it. Maybe the bitch had hit me so hard it got knocked up inside me. I'd heard it had happened before.
My hand went looking for it and I felt... "what the hell!" I screamed out.
I dropped my pants as I flipped on the lights, blinding myself for a moment. I tried to look down to my cock but my inflated chest blocked my view.
I must be going mad, I thought, as I looked at myself in the mirror after ripping the rest of my clothes from my body. There, standing in the mirror looking back at me, was some stupid cunt bitch that I had never seen before.
My hands went to where my cock should be but all I felt was hair. Then once again my fingers dared to go just under where my balls should be hanging and I felt the damp moist lips of a pussy. My knees grew weak and I felt as if I was going to faint.
I turned the cold water on in the sink and stuck my head in. I had to wake up from this nightmare. I looked back into the mirror and the same bitch was looking back at me with wet stringy hair and with those two big beautiful tits that I wanted to grab and suck on... what the hell was I thinking?
I couldn't help it; my hands grabbed both of them, feeling the round softness and I felt something strange. I felt pain as I pinched my hard nipples.
Get hold of yourself man, I thought. I almost started to laugh as the meaning of those words came to me. I have to get help. I went to the phone and pulled out the phone book. Then it hit me. Who the hell could I call? And just what could I say? "Hey doc, you have to help me, I went to bed last night with a cock and two balls and woke up with a pussy and two boobs." I could just imagine what he would say to that.
The only thing that they would do would be to lock me away in some padded cell as a nut case. In my panic I forced myself to stop and think. I could be dreaming this. Yeah, that has to be it. I am dreaming this. But how do I wake up? I know, I could walk outside and the shock of being nude in public would wake me. It always works, just before everyone realizes that you are nude, you wake up.
I went to the front door and stepped outside. No sooner was I outside than I heard some child say, "Look mommy, that lady doesn't have on any clothes."
I tried to go back inside, but the door had locked behind me. Now the situation felt real as I banged on the locked door, knowing no one was inside to let me back in.
Between the feelings of embarrassment, confusion, and fear, I realized that I wasn't alone when a blanket went around my shoulders, and I turned and looked at the bitch from next door. I had wanted to get into her pants for the past two years, but I never had gotten even close. She guarded that cunt as if it was made of gold. The last time I had tried to get her to open her legs her husband had made it clear that he would beat the living shit out of me if I so much as looked at her again.
Now here this stupid cunt was placing a blanket around me.
"Are you OK honey? Where are your clothes? You weren't with that jackass in there, were you?"
"My clothes are locked in there," I said as I pointed at the locked door.
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