I walked inside Cheetahs Gentlemen's Club, one of the hottest nightspots in Manhattan. As always, I felt like a superstar walking around the club. I had on my custom-made black Gucci jacket, matching crisp black jeans, and Air Jordan 11 Retro Concords sneakers. Meek Mill's "Ima Boss" blared from the speakers, which was my anthem for 2011. The dark and light-skinned exotic dancers clad in sheer see-through and skimpy micro bikinis aroused me as they swayed their hips in time with the throbbing bass. They made the club sizzling! I sat at a table in the VIP area in a nice dark corner where I could see the entire bar and stage clearly.
I have couple hundred dollars in singles in my pocket. I noticed my friend, Candice Jackson, a dancer/waitress who worked here. She was tall, blessed with a flawless cocoa complexion, long black hair, and extraordinarily voluptuous in every dimension. I often ran into her on 125th Street in Harlem. I flagged her down, and she came to the table.
"What's up, baby girl?" I said to her.
"Hey, Mar'e," She said, as she kissed me on the cheek. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm chillin', you know how I do." I continued. "Who's the baddest girl in here?"
"Me, I'm the baddest girl in here!" Candice answered.
"Besides you, who else is worth my time?"
"Well, my girl, Daisy Marie! She is Mexican, and she's called the Mexican Goddess! We're like the Thelma & Louise of Cheetahs!"
"Well, tell Daisy if she takes real great care of me, I'll take great care of her."
"No doubt," Candice replied.
I smacked her ass playfully, and she smiled. Candice's hips swayed enticingly as she walked off. She had the best ASS in this club.
Minutes later, Candice showed up to my table with a pint-sized, olive-skinned woman with shoulder-length wavy hair, perfect curves, killer abs, and a great ASS. She had on a black and yellow mini bikini, which in no way disguised her marvelous figure.
"Mar'e, I like you to meet my girl, Daisy!" Candice introduced us.
We both said hi and Daisy sat next to me. Candice walked off so we could be alone. I think we were both somewhat nervous, sitting down smiling. I ordered some drinks to help ease the anxiety.
"Nice outfit," I told her.
Daisy laughed and replied, "Thanks. You like Latinas?"
"Hell yeah, I love Latinas!" I continued. "They're passionate lovers."
"Latinas do it better!" She smiled. "You know you can't out-fuck a Mexican."
"So, I've been told." I replied. "Well, I hope I find out tonight!"
"You're funny." Daisy chuckled.
As we continued talking, I was sipping on Peach Cîroc mixed with cream soda, and Daisy was drinking Vodka and Orange juice. She looked sexy holding her drink. I put several dollars in her top.
"I want you. Can I have you for tonight?" I asked her.
"Maybe," Daisy answered.
Daisy reached for my hand and brought it to her pussy, which was already wet. Then we kissed while she squeezed my erect dick through my pants. I whispered in her ear that I wanted a lap dance, and she gave me a lap dance for $20. She took off her top and let me squeezed her tits. I loved the feeling of Daisy's hands and thighs on my crotch during the lap dance. Her body moved smoothly to the rhythm of Kid Cudi's "The Sky Might Fall" as she rode me. The song ended, and I placed a ten-dollar bill in her G-string.
I made it rain on Daisy with my dollars as she danced on top of the table. Then I saw a few strippers raced upstairs to my table. I heard a group of men sitting at a table downstairs screaming 'fuck that man upstairs.' Ha-Ha! They were jealous because I had a table full of beauties and their table was full of fellas ... ewww.
Daisy and I were in a party mood and we hit the dance floor. Candice soon joined us and we danced in a small circle. Bronx's popular deejay, DJ Gates shouted me out, and all the women roared. I felt like the King of New York!
When it hit midnight, confetti filled the dance floor and the horns blew. Everybody was going around hugging and kissing. People's spirits were high, and the feeling was great!
I went back to my table because I was feeling hungry. Daisy and Candice also sat at my table since their feet were hurting. I ordered the steak and a baked potato. The women had hot wings, which they finished in no time.
"Boy, I'm going to tear your ass up!" Candice said to me.
"When we get to your place, I'm going to wear your black ass out!" Daisy promised.
"I'm going to suck all your kids out your dick!" Candice told me.
"I want you to bend me over and ravage me like an animal. I want it baby!"
"Yes, I'm thinking about your hard dick inside of me." Candice said.
My steel-hard dick was literally poking a hole through my boxers. It was hard for me to eat. I never had a problem finishing steak and potatoes, but these women had me starving for something else.
I grabbed the skinny Caucasian waiter and told him, "Put my shit in a doggy bag! I am ready to leave! I have to handle these two women."
Candice and Daisy burst out with laughter.
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