Jenni and Connie, arms around each other’s waist, stepped down to the nightclub floor in sync. Connie’s job was to show her off to the crowd. Jenni could barely contain her exuberance. She looked out through the flashing lights and pounding music at a sea of guys in all shapes and sizes. She could feel their eyes watching as she stepped naked onto the floor. Connie pulled her over by Jessie stood at the end of the bar.
“Ever drink tequila?” Jessie asked.
“Once or twice,” Jenni replied.
“Here then,” Jessie said, handing both Connie and her a half glass each of Cuervo. “1800, the good stuff.”
The three of them clinked glasses, tilted their heads back, pouring it in. Jenni’s eyes teared slightly as she shook her head.
“Wow,” Jenni exclaimed.
“Yeah, that stuff’ll put some hair and your chest,” Jessie said. “Now you girls get out there and show these boys what you got.” Simultaneously grabbing each one from behind, he gave their cheeks a squeeze, pushing them out to the crowd.
The floor was packed with tables, every seat taken. Guys were everywhere. Connie laced her arm around Jenni’s waist, pulling her through packed tables, and proceeded to explain the in and outs of stripping.
“First thing you have to know is guys can’t touch the girls,” Connie said, to a tall lean man trying to put an arm around Jenni. “House rules.”
“That’s no fun,” Jenni replied, looking back over her shoulder as his hands slid over her ass.
“The girls do all the touching,” Connie continued. “Guys give girls money to be touched in the right way, and sometimes they give you money for just nothin” Jenni smiled, too excited to hear anything Connie said but played like she was listening anyway.
“Now, about the pricing,” Connie said.
“Pricing?” Jenni said.
“Yeah, pricing,” Connie explained. “You don’t think they get this for free?” As she twisted Jenni around, pushing her through a wall of guys with octopedal appendages.
“Five dollars for a lap dance.”
Jenni looked up, twisting her her head questioningly.
“You’ll learn. Now, what was I sayin? Oh yeah. Lapdance cost five, handjob cost ten, and a blowjob cost twenty.”
Jenni wasn’t exactly sure she was talking about, but she got the gist.
“Now fuckin, some girls charge fifty, others seventy-five, and still a few get away with a hundred. But you can’t do it on the floor, you have to take it to a private room back there,” Connie said, pointing to the doors arranged across the back wall. “And them rooms come with a twenty dollar rental fee, plus you get a bouncer who stands outside.”
A big shit eatin grin went from ear to ear across Jenni’s face. She was all for the fuckin.
“Now you watch the other girls to see how they do it,” Connie further explained, “and you just do what they do. It’s how I learned. Comm’n now, let’s take a walk around the floor.”
Everywhere they went guys either put arms around her or slid hands over one part or another of Jenni’s exposed skin. In a constant state of glee, she purposely paused in the middle of every group to let them talk, touch, and feel their way to her charms.
Connie took Jenni from table to table making her introductions.
“Guys,” Connie would say, “this here’s Savanah, a new girl we got here at the club.”
Jenni did as they asked, sitting on a lap, spreading her legs and bending over, or for the two of them to kiss. Some enquired as to her availability, while others made requests for them both. Connie was quick to announce Jenni wasn’t ready just yet, and the opportunity to have the pair could always be arranged.
In the far back corner, sitting in a darkened half circle booth, Daryl waited for Connie to bring him his prize. Every new girl he brought to the club, he was rewarded with having them first. Approaching the table Jenni was ready to jump out of her skin.
“Here she is,” Connie said to Daryl, “your prize. You two have fun. I’ll be back to get you in a little while, Jessie ‘ill have somethin for you too.”
“Nice,” Daryl said slowly scanning Connie’s protege.
“What do you think?” Daryl asked. “You think you could like it here?”
“I love it,” Jenni squeaked, sliding in beside him.
“Not on this side,” Daryl ordered.
“What?.” Jenni asked, smiling and cocking her head to the right.
“You’ll see,” Daryl said. “The other side is better.”
Jenni scooted out and gently slid back in beside him on the opposite side.
“Better,” Daryl said. “Look around. You can set right here and do just about anything you want and the whole club can catch sight of you.”
Jenni sat up on the edge of the booth looking round.
“You have to remember,” Daryl continued, “you’re putting on a show. The more that watch, the more requests you’ll get, and that means more money”
Jenni was thinking about the money, she had her mind on her addiction. More guys meant more sex, and more sex meant she’d quell the demon lurking inside.
Placing her hands on Daryl’s leg, Jenni pushed up to kiss him.
“No kissing,” Daryl said. “Just touching. I can’t touch you. You have to initiate everything.”
“In that case,” Jenni said, beginning to tug at Daryl’s belt, “I’m going o strip you down.”
“That’s better,” Daryl said, encouraging Jenni to do more. “But, try not to be so obvious with your actions. Watch the crowd. Remember your performing and they may look like they’re not looking, but they’re watching you.”
Jenni looked around the club. Daryl was right, she could see many of the guys watching her every move. With her left hand, Jenni tugged open Daryl’s clasp and pulled apart the zipper.
“That a girl,” Daryl said, his breathing starting to change. “Now talk to me like the nasty little girl you are. Tell. Me what you’re going to do to me. Tell me how much I like what you’re doing.”
“What do I say?” Asked Jenni.
“Let me know step by step what you’re doing and what you intend to do,” Daryl explained. “Call me daddy. Guys no matter how old they are love nasty little girls to call them daddy.”
“Okay, daddy!” Jenni replied, her sly smile leering up at him.
“Let them know everything they have is the biggest and the best,” Daryl kept explaining, “no matter how big or small it actually is.”
Jenni got the gist of what he wanted.
Sliding her hands over his crotch, Jenni began by rubbing up and down on his expanding member.
“How is that daddy?” Jenni asked.
“You’re a kid with a new toy,” Daryl explained further. “You’re unwrapping it, and it’s the best toy you’ve ever got, and you really love it.”
Love it she did.
“Yes daddy,” Jenni said, having a hard time containing her glee.
“There you go, baby.” Daryl continued. “Now do whatever you want, just remember to treat every guy the same. You are every guy in this place wicked little stepchild. Don’t forget your audience either.”
Jenni understood everything. She was once again a performer on a very new stage. She smiled up at him as she pushed her hands down in his shorts.
“How does that feel daddy?” Jenni asked, beginning to delicately entice him on. “Does my daddy like when I do that?”
“Oooh daddy!” Jenni exclaimed, “You’re getting so big. I’m going to get you so big and hard.”
Pushing her hand as far down as far down as she could, she cupped his tightening sack. Daryl sucked in as Jenni it a gentle squeeze.
“Does daddy like that?” Jenni asked, squeezing it once again.
“My, you are so big,” Jenni said, as she pushed her hand around his expanding erection. “So big and thick too.”
Jenni looked up in his eyes while pushing her hand slowly up and down.
“My daddy loves his nasty little girl,” Jenni continued, “doesn’t he. Here let me help you get this big thing out so I can play with it some more.”
Jenni tugged at his pants causing his full erection to burst out.
“Nice,” Jenni said, using his own words on him. “I wanna suck this big thing down my throat. What does daddy think of that?”
Jenni raised her head to look again around the club. A few guys were still transfixed by her every move, while others had moved on. Just as she turned back she caught sight of a booth almost opposite her. Three colored men sat watching her every move. Her thoughts instantly went back to the motel and the colored guy watching her as she laid floating. Jenni squirmed, grinding her pelvis down as a joyous smile spread over her face. A wicked idea shot through her head, yeah Daryl was the guy she was about to fuck, but in her head she was going to fuck those three guys. Every move from here on out was focused on those guys across the floor.
Lowering her head, Jenni let the tip of her tongue dance over Daryl’s erection.
“Does my daddy like when I do that?” Jenni asked.
“Uh huh,” Daryl grunted.
Grabbing him firmly, Jenni rose up, making sure her audience was still watching.
Connie sauntered over, carrying a tumbler of 1800 in each hand.
“How are you two making out?” Connie asked, sliding one across the table to Jenni and pushing the other at Daryl.
Jenni giggled. “Daddy likes his nasty little girl to play with him,” Jenni said, as she slid her hands up and down.
Connie smiled.
“Here, drink up,” Connie ordered. “Take care of this one, Jessie’s got some more lined up for you if you want’em.”
Jenni pulled the glass to her mouth, tilting her head back, she slammed the tequilas down.
Daryl pushed his glass away.
With the back of her hand, she wiped some of the glee from her face. Her head was abuzz with the thought of performing multiple times in this crowded room of guys.
Peering from behind Connie, Jenni smiled at her audience. Connie followed her gaze to catch a glimpse of the three guys across the way. With one glance Connie understood what Jenni was up to. A quick learner. Connie turned back to stare into Jenni’s cheesier eyes. With one quick move, Jenni straddled Daryl’s legs, her back to his chest, pushed up on her knees, lowered her hips to guide his thickness up inside.
“I’ll leave you two alone,” Connie said as she turned to go. “Don’t forget Jessie has plenty more where that came from.”
Jenni pulled Daryl’s hands around her waist, with one move grabbed the edge of the table pushing herself up and letting her hips slide back down.
All Daryl could do was groan.
Jenni, her eyes focused on the booth pushed up. Grabbed a breast in each hand pushing her nipples to her mouth while never missing a beat. Arching her back, arms raised, fingers interlaced around the back of Daryl’s neck, juices beginning to flow, Jenni began to pound hard downward. The tingling she felt meant she was ready to explode.
Daryl grabbed her waist. Forcing her down. With one guttural moan, he exploded.
Jenni was stunned. He had come to fast for her.
With one quick move, Daryl pulled her off squirting the last of his excitement over her leg. He sat with his eyes closed pushing her away.
Jenni didn’t know what to do or think. She looked to the empty booth across the way. Even her audience had left. Grabbing the second tumbler, she poured the Cuervo down her throat.
Jessie stood watching as Jenni approached Connie standing at the end of the bar. Jenni set the empty glass on the bar, looking up to Jessie, “I need another one,” she said.
Jessie pulled it down replacing it with a bigger one and more Cervero. Jenni poured it down. Shaking her head and gritting her teeth, she began to cuss.
“That fucking asshole,” Jenni screamed, pointing to her legs. “He sprayed his shit all over me.”
“Quickdraw McGraw,” Connie replied.
“Huh?” Jenni asked.
“That’s what all the girls call him,” Connie said. “He explodes faster than a teenager.”
Jessie came over with the bottle. “Ready for some more?”
“A short one,” Jenni said. “I need to get cleaned up before I do anything else.” She shot it back as Connie moved to console her.
“Com’on then,” Connie ordered her arms around Jenni’s waist. “Let’s go get you dolled up for the next go round.”
“What a disappointment,” Jenni said, wiping between her legs with a big ball of tissue. “I thought for sure he’d be better.”
“He always a quick comer,” Connie replied. “Jessie says he gets himself too excited.”
“You could’ve warned me.” Jenni urged.
“Better you found it out on your own. Come here, let’s fix you up a bit before we take you back out front.”
Jenni tossed the wad in an overflowing trash can before setting at Connie’s side.
Connie brushed the hair from Jenni’s face.”You sure are a pretty one,” she said.
Jenni blushed and smiled looking away. A nervous silence came between them. Connie coyly moved her lips to Jenni’s. Jenni gave Connie a quick peck, shyly smiled and moved her head back. Connie, sliding her arms around Jenni’s waist, pulled her mouth to Jenni’s.
Let’s get out of here,” Jenni said.
“Huh?” Connie asked, slowly pecking at Jenni’s lips.
“C’mon, let’s go!” Jenni ordered.
“Wha’d mean, go?” Connie asked again.
“I wanna go,” Jenni said. “Just you and me.”
“Jessie’s got it all set up for you,” Connie said, finally getting the gist of her inquiries.
“I know,” Jenni replied. “I think it’d be great and all, but not right now.”
Jenni grabbed the wig and cap and pulled them off her head releasing her flowing blond locks, tossing it on the vanity.
Jenni pressed her mouth to Connie’s before she had the chance to reply.
“Comm’n. Just you and me.” Jenni said, gazing wildly at Connie’s eyes.
Connie took a moment to think. “Okay. Let me go tell…”
“No.” Jenni interrupted, “Let’s just go.” She pulled the wig from Connie’s head, pushed the shoes from off her feet, and stood up tugging Connie by the hand away from her perch.
“You have a car?” Jenni asked.
“Yeah,” Connie replied with some hesitation.
“Let’s go then.”
“I need to at least get dressed,” Connie said.
“No,” Jenni ordered.
Connie stared at her for a minute. “Ah, what the hell. You are a wild one.”
“Comm’n. Let’s go party.” Jenni shouted.
Connie grabbed her purse from her locker.
“Don’t worry. Guys’ll do anything for two nekked girls.” Jenni’s replied, grabbing Connie’s wrist and tugging here at the back door.
Not sure what to say or do, Connie relinquished all control and let Jenni lead the way. Catcalls and yelps greeted their naked jolt through the parking lot to Connie’s cherry red Camaro.
“Get us the hell out of here,” Jenni yelled as Connie revved the engine, throwing the car in reverse.
“Where we headed?” Connie asked.
“South to Strayhan’s. I have to pick up my bag and we can get some booze and smokes there.” Jenni said.
“And after that?” Connie asked.
Jenni climbed across the center console landing in Connie’s lap.
“We find someplace dark where we can play,” Jenni whispered in Connie’s ear.
Connie stopped her car at the edge of the highway, pushed her mouth to Jenni’s. It was as if time froze. Their lips locked to each others. Connie looked at Jenni square on.
“You sure you want this?” Connie asked.
“Uh huh,” Jenni replied.
“Okay. Just so you know what you’re getting into.” Connie said.
Jenni reached across Connie and pushed all the window levers at once, leaned forward cranking up the stereo. Connie slid her hand up Jenni’s thigh. Jenni smiled as Connie pushed her fingers between the lips of her labia and up inside.
Jenni melted falling over onto Connie’s lap. They kissed, deep, passionate. Connie pushed her hand in deeper. Jenni moaned letting her head come to rest on Connie’s shoulder.
“You ready to get fucked, baby? Connie said.
Jenni moaned.
“I said, you ready to get fucked?” Connie said again massaging her faster and deeper.
“Yes.” Jenni mouthed in a low guttural moan.
Connie punched the accelerator forcing the car out of the parking lot and Jenni deeper down her hand. Jenni screeched as Connie’s hand slid all the way in.
“Ride it, baby,” Connie said. “Just the way you ride a great big cock. Com’on now baby, you know how you want it.’
Jenni pushed her body up, released and fell back down.
“Comm’n baby,” Connie said. “You can do this.”
Jenni’s brain was on fire. She couldn’t concentrate. It felt so strange to have a hand all the way inside of her. She shuttered as she pushed up. Connie adjusted her fingers. It was easier for Jenni this time. Sweat pushed out of her temples and across her brow as she pushed herself up and back down. Jenni exploded in torrents of gasps and moans.
“Comm’n baby fuck it.” Connie pressed. “Let’s get that pussy of yours ready for some fuckin.”
Jenni smiled to herself as she pumped, gripping the headrest, shuddering, her body glistening with sweat, as she exploded again and again.
Connie pulled off the highway beneath the Schlitz sign and across the gravel parking lot to the front of Strayhan’s. The Camaro came to a stop beside black Olds.
As the dust settled, Connie pushed the gear handle to park, cut the engine and grabbed Jenni by the back of the neck and pulled Jenni’s mouth to hers. Connie held tight her as the last of ripples of Jenni’s explosions subsided.
“Comm’n baby pull up so we can get started,” Connie said, coaxing her to pull up off her hand.
Jenni pushed up, Connie’s hand slid out. Jenni laughed, pushing her mouth back to Connie’s, kissing her repeatedly.
“You ready to get your pussy fucked baby?” Connie asked, staring her in the eyes. Jenni smiled wide. Glancing over Jenni’s shoulder she could see the three guys standing at the front of the Camaro, watching. “Turn around,” she said, “and lean back against me.”
Jenni exploded with glee. She had an audience all this time watching her.
“Hey boys,” Connie yelled, leaning out her window. “It’s my baby’s birthday and she wants to get fucked. Wanna help out?”
The guy looked at one another and spoke among themselves before splitting up, two leaning through the passenger window and the other coming to stand beside Connie.
“It’s your birthday?” The guy with short dark hair asked Jenni.
Jenni giggled. “Yeah.” She said. “Will you guys help me out?”
“We need something,” Connie said.
“What’s that?” The guy beside Connie asked, expecting her to ask for money.
“Something to drink,” Connie answered.
“Jack.” Jenni blurted out, winking and smiling at the two guys. “And Marlboro Lights.”
“That’s all?” The last guy asked. “We get you a bottle of Jack and some smokes and all three of us get to fuck you? For your birthday?
“Yeah,” Jenni replied. “For my birthday.”
“Meet us around back,” Connie said as she turned the ignition. “Around back. You didn’t think you could fuck her here at the front door?”
Connie pushed the gear lever to reverse slowly backing the Camaro far enough back so she could turn it without hitting the Olds. Spinning the wheel, Connie slid the car forward, disappearing around the edge of the store. The three guys looked at each other for just a second, one turned heading for the store as the other two loped towards the corner.
“Where’s your bag?” Connie asked, turning off the ignition and turned up the music.
“Behind the dumpster over there.” Jenni pointed.
“Go get it before those guys get here and toss it in the back,” Connie ordered.
Jenni climbed over the center console and out the passenger door, and around the edge of the trash dumpster. Retrieving her nap sack, she tossed it to the floor behind her seat.
“Come here,” Connie ordered as she climbed out of the car.
Connie latched her arm around Jenni’s waist pulling her in. Locking mouths, Connie pushed her hand between Jenni’s thighs, pinching as hard as she could on Jenni’s enflamed rosebud. Lightning shot across Jenni’s brain. She slumped, almost falling before Connie could catch her.
“Comm’n baby,” she soothed as two of the three guys came around the corner of the store, “Time to get that pussy of yours fucked.”
Connie turned Jenni round and folded her over the rear of the car.
“Here y’go boys,” Connie said, slapping Jenni hard on her ass. “Fuck this pussy as much as you want. Fuck it good. Fuck it hard. Remember she wants it.”
One guy went straight for Jenni, the other slid his arms round Connie. “What about you?” He asked.
“You can have me too,” Connie smiled and winked, falling back against the car. With one quick move, she unfastened his belt and the top of his trousers. His already engorged shaft fell out in her hand.
He pushed his hand down between her legs, feeling for her wetness. Picking Connie up, setting on the windows edge, she helped to guide him in. Their mouths locked as he began to pump.
The other guy was pounding Jenni hard from behind by the time the third came round the back of the store with the bag of goodies.
He chuckled, entertained by the sight of these two naked girls getting their brains fucked out behind the convenience store.
In little time the one slamming Jenni finished. He was handed the bag and it was now the third guy’s turn. He shoved himself in, reached both hands around her breasts and pinched, pulling her off the car as he began to punch himself in.
“So, it’s your birthday.” He said to Jenni. “How many times you been fucked already?”
“Once,” she said, inhaling hard between thrusts. “Youuu. Maaaake. Threeeee.”
He smiled as he thought of being third. It was time for him to wear her pussy out he thought, speeding up his motion.
Jenni was going crazy. Her brain and body were on fire. She held herself up, pushing her butt to him, palms down, arms spread wide on the trunk. She screeched and jerked as he exploded.
He lost his balance, slipping out, and spraying his juices all up her back.
“Looks like it’s your turn,” Connie said to the guy fiercely pounding her.
“Let those guys have her,” he replied. “I got you.” The two guys watched as he finished with Connie, leaving Jenni splayed out on the back of the Camaro.
Connie pulled Jenni up, turning her round. “Man,” she said, “that guy hosed you pretty good. You got his come all over your butt.”
Jenni slid her index finger through his juice and pushed it to her mouth. “Yum, yum,” she said, popping her finger out.
“Here. Drink up.” Connie ordered, handing over the fifth of Jack. “We made out okay there, a bottle of booze, a pack of smokes, and a fuck. Might say we got the better of that bargain. What y’say to that?”
“I say I got the better deal there,” Jennis replied, after pulling the bottle from her lips,”cause I got fucked twice.”
“We’ll see, baby,” Connie said, “that shit ain’t gonna last for long.”
“I saw you eyein those colored boys back there at the club. Why don’t we find you some and see who they wanna fuck more? Me, or you.” Connie said pushing the bottle to her mouth.
The idea of those three colored guys fucking her sparked an excitement she couldn’t suppress.
“See,” Connie said, pointing out her glee. “I knew you wanted them boys to fuck you. And that’s why you wanted to leave too. Wasn’t it?”
Jenni couldn’t speak. She sat with her back against the car waiting for Connie to push her in.
“Well, come on then,” Connie said as she plopped down behind the wheel smiling as she handed Jenni the bottle. “Let’s go get you and me fucked som’ mo’.”
Jenni smiled back, took a big swig and climbed back to Connie’s lap.
Connie pushed her mouth to Jenni’s. Jenni responded by opening her mouth, pushing her arms around Connie’s neck, tilting her head, and attacking Connie’s mouth with the same vigor.
Connie pushed her hand between Jenni’s thighs. Jenni sighed, spreading her legs to let her hand in. Connie flicked at her rosebud.
“Push it in,” Jenni begged in a raspy, guttural voice.
“Later baby,” Connie replied. “We got to get you good and fucked first.”
“Okay, mama, whatever you say,” Jenni said, with a beaming smile, before pushing her mouth back to Connie’s.
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