“Oh, before we get too far, I’m not alone this weekend, just in case you see him around here.” The words came out in a low whisper as we got on the elevator. Courtland selected our destination for the night. Never had I ever told someone that my husband was here, but with Courtland, I knew it was needed. I promised him no drama and I meant it. I would give him a heads up whenever it was necessary.
I watched his face hold a stoic expression as he hit the second floor.
“Baby, I don’t give a fuck where that nigga at, on this island or this club, you’re my damn woman not his. That muthafucka can come watch me fuck the shit outta his wife for all I care. Don’t bring him up again when you're on my time.” Courtland’s tone was full of aggression that had my pussy throbbing intensely as we got off on the second floor, the perfect floor to make his threat real.
“Yes, Chief.” He chuckled again.
“You talking about nicknames, but I see you love using that Chief title.”
I nodded.
“Trust me, whatever you call me sounds good as hell, but I will admit Chief got me sounding like the man next to you on your throne, your highness, and that shit is turning me on. But not as much as the idea of you giving me a personal dance on the pole.” I turned, fully understanding now that a stripper pole was behind me. I playfully rolled my eyes as my head shook.
“Of course you want me up there. I thought you were here to serve me?” I asked, now slowly backing up while holding his attention on me. Oh I was for sure going to do it. I’d had this fantasy in my head since our eyes connected at the pageantduring my performance. His burning gaze told me he was like me, turned the fuck on.
I went up on the mini stage where the pole stood, waiting for me. I listened for the sultry music flowing through the room, catching the beat.
I wasn’t a professional at all, and had never done this part without my silks, but I was confident enough to at least do a little something. I swung my body around, hooking my leg next, so I could climb up.
“Trust me, this is me serving you while you entertain me.” As I spun back to the front, I noticed his dick was out, and it was already hard as he began to stroke, making it bigger.
Oh fuck, Johnni. He’s going to ruin the walls of your pussy.
“Is that for me?” I asked, still dancing on the pole but taking off the top half of my lingerie, letting my titties free. Courtland’s presence distracted me so much that it wasn’t until now that I caught the eyes of others on me. I had never put on such a display on this floor before, but right now, dancing forhimhad me putting on a good ass show.
“All for you, Queen Lourdè, if you think you can handle him. Something tells me that pretty pussy isn’t ready for all of me though, but I’ma stuff him in nice and slow before I go deep. You like to run from me sometimes.” I moaned as I dropped, doing the infamous squat pose with my pussy on display in his face as I slid my thong to the side. When Courtland sat up, I lay back, now putting my legs up, spreading them wide, giving him the space and opportunity to serve himself.
“And I know she’s all for me though. My name is right there.”
He leaned up, licking her first before he yanked me to the edge of the stage and slowly entered me without a warning which had me gasping, holding my breath again. This time, it was Courtland’s mouth on mine that had me remembering to breathe on my own as he pumped in and out of me.
“I knew I was gon’ be fucked up behind your ass, Lou, but gotdamn, you feel—mmm… shit. I know you want that freaky deaky shit, and I promise I’ma give it to you. Let me have you this way first,” he grunted in my ear, sounding so fucking sexy while I whimpered in his. Courtland couldn’t have been any further past the tip of his mushroom, but I already knew he was about to overflow my pussy with both his dick and my juices.
“However you want me, I’m yours.”
I was so into the way my body was exploding all over from the sensations he gave me that I had forgotten about the room full of people until I heard a woman’s voice in my other ear. She cheered me on while Courtland kept his promise, pushing more inches of his fat dick deeper inside me.
“Ooh Chief, wait a minute—uht uht.” Instinctively my hands moved but Courtland was on me quick, catching them in one hand, putting them above my head.
“I wish the fuck you would piss me off right now, baby. You can take me.” I shook my head as my whimpers grew.
He knew he was too deep and didn’t care that I was losing control. My right leg began to quake, which had Courtland planting kisses down it before he pushed both legs back where my hands were.
“Agh, baby, wait, I’m not that flexible,” I whined, but he shut me up with his mouth on mine. Like our tongues were magnetic, they found each other, swapping my spit with his while he folded me up like origami.
My eyes rolled as I felt my first orgasm.
“Ooh, Chief, I’m right there…I’m there…babyyyy,” I cried since I was unable to do anything else as my body spasmed, completely surrendering my control to Courtland, who was slowly becoming the owner of not just my body, but my heart.
“Me too, baby girl. Agh!” Courtland’s dick began to twitch inside me before he snatched himself out. I moved quick to putmy legs down, laying on my elbows, waiting for him to spray his warm cum on me. Courtland smirked as he aimed for my chest. I reached down to get a sample of the warm goodness, closing my eyes the moment his sweet-salty flavor hit my taste buds. He tasted so good that I moaned.
“Good girl, take care of my babies.”
His words had me pushing my left titty up, tracing my nipple where some of his cum landed, sucking it, then biting gently as I pulled it out of my mouth.
“Gotdamn, do that shit again, Lou.” I did as I watched him and a couple people focused on me. A couple of the guys solo played while one girl dropped to her knees and took one guy into her mouth.
Knowing that I was turning someone else on besides Courtland had me putting my hand on my clit.
