“Things went better than expected, sounds like we’ll get our money from the Jap after all without having to force the issue. But I gotta go talk to Mag for a minute.”
“Can I come? I want to see the back room.” Prove that the idea of dancers and hookers don’t intimidate me.
Dax stared at her again and then finally gave a little half smile. “Fine, fuck. You’re a tenacious little bitch, you know that?”
She decided to take that as a compliment, and the word bitch as a term of endearment. She smiled back and grabbed his muscled arm, giving it a tight squeeze. “But I’m your tenacious little bitch,” she replied. Dax wrapped his hand around her back and reached down to grab her ass, giving it a big squeeze before sliding it around her waist. It felt comforting having it there. She moved her own hand so it wrapped around his waist as well, and the two of them made their way towards the double doors at the other end of the club.
As they approached, the doors opened and a short, skinny man in an oversized sports jacket came out, covered in smears of lipstick and a big smile plastered across his face. He looked drunk, barely swerving out of their way as they slipped through the doors before they closed.
The room they entered now was dimly lit, and was just a long hallway that they had to follow for a few feet until it turned left and opened into a big room. In the center was a small stage adorned with a brass pole. There was already a girl on stage, wearing only a frilly white thong and she was dancing circles around the pole with one hand on it. She had small breasts, probably only a B cup, but her face was pretty and she had long black hair that flung out behind her as she danced. She smiled at the two of them as they arrived, but Madison noticed her smile extended across to everyone else as she spun.
Dax was looking around, but not seeing Magnum.
“Hi Dax baby,” a woman appeared in front of them, blond hair and a tiny bikini top on that barely covered her nipples with a matching bottom. Her hand snaked out right in front of Madison and grabbed Dax’s jean covered cock as she greeted him.
“Hi Bambi,” Dax said, ignoring the hand on his crotch as if it were a normal way of greeting someone. “You seen Magnum?”
Bambi’s hand slid off of his crotch slowly, as if she was giving him a familiar stroke as she nodded. “He’s in the back room, baby. Who’s your cute friend? She a new dancer?”
Bambi’s gaze was on Madison now, and she was eying her big tits appreciatively. “I’d love to see her shake those titties!” Without warning the girl reached forward and grabbed one of Madison’s tits through her shirt. She let out a gasp of surprise and the dancer just laughed. “You’re gonna need a thicker skin that than to work here, honey.” She gave the breast a good squeeze before letting go.
“Nah, she’s not a dancer,” Dax said as he started to walk away, pulling Madison by the arm to follow.
“Pity,” Bambi said as they departed. She winked at Madison. “If you want a private dance, sugar, let me know. Dancing for girls is a sweet treat and one of my specialties.”
Madison was still in shock that the girl had grabbed her tits, she’d never been touched by a girl before. She thought she’d be more disgusted, but it had honestly not been too bad. In fact, she’d actually felt a bit of a tickle between her legs when the girl’s hand was on her. It was probably just the strangeness of the situation, and excitement of being with Dax in such a new environment. Her blood had never pumped so hotly through her veins as it did now, spending time with this biker.
Dax led Madison around the stage and to the back of the room where there was another door and a big man standing in front of it. He nodded at Dax as he approached.
“Magnum in the champagne room?”
The bouncer nodded and stepped aside. He reached down and grabbed the door, pulling it open. Dax walked through, dragging Madison along behind him.
The lights in the back room were even dimmer than the main strip club area, and it took a minute for her eyes to adjust. At first, all she saw were shapes in the corners, moving together as a big blob, but as her pupils dilated to accommodate for the darkness, she realized that the shapes were bodies. Three of them, it seemed like.
On what looked like a dark couch along the wall, there was a girl on her back, completely naked and kissing another girl who was also naked and pressed tightly on top of her. Their breasts were mashed together, and the girl on top hand had her hands against the wall above the other girl's head as they kissed. Behind the girl on top was Magnum, naked as well, and pounding his hips into the girl from behind with his own hands on tops of hers against the wall for leverage. The girl on the bottom had her arms wrapped around both of the bodies above her, and her nails were raking the back of Magnum as he thrust into her friend.
Dax and Madison stopped at the door as they watched the sight in front of them. As her eyes continued to adjust, she could just make out Magnum’s cock each time he pulled out, before it was thrust back into the stripper underneath him. He was grunting with each pound, and the girl's ass would jiggle from the force whenever his hips slammed into it.
Madison looked over at Dax, and he looked back at her, giving her a little smile. “Should we leave?” she whispered.
“Why? Looks like he’s almost done. I need to talk to him.”
Dax turned back to watch the group again, but as he did Madison felt his arm snake around her waist again. This time, his fingers slipped under her shirt to press against her hot skin, and then slowly start to slide upwards. Her own gaze returned to watch the group fucking only a few feet away, but she was very conscious of Dax’s fingertips as well as they continued their ascent.
Magnum started thrusting faster now, and dropped one hand down from the wall to the chests of the two girls, wriggling between their breasts until it was sandwiched between them. She could see him grabbing the breast of the girl on the bottom roughly, as the one on the top pressed against the back of his hand. His tight ass continued to thrust back and forth, picking up even more speed.
Madison quietly gasped as Dax’s fingers found her own breast, sliding up and grabbing firmly onto one of her already erect nipples. What had already turned her on? The quick grab from Bambi? The sight of the VP of the Desperados roughly fucking two girls in front of them? Or was it simply the hand of Dax against her skin? Either way, she could feel a dampness between her legs and the fingers of Dax were causing little sparks of electricity to burn through her chest. She bit her lip in an attempt to keep from letting out a moan. She didn’t want to interrupt the hot scene in front of them until it was done. She was anxious to see the biker finish.
Now Magnum had dropped his other hand down from the wall and had wrapped his body around the two girls, his hips slamming even harder into the one girl. His face was pressed down past her neck and he had taken her place on the lips of the girl on the bottom, the two of them kissing passionately as his cock continued its assault.
With a final loud groan, Magnum gave one final shove forward and then a louder yell. Madison could see his ass flex and tighten and she knew he was finally starting to fill the stripper’s insides with a hot load. She cried out as well and then dropped her hands from the wall, collapsing down on top of the girl beneath her and the three of them landed in a pile on the couch. Magnum’s cock pulled out of her wet pussy with a bounce, still hard and cum still dribbling from the end as he rolled off onto his back beside the girls.
Madison gasped loudly when she saw the size of it. His cock was easily the biggest one she had ever seen. It had to be at least eleven or twelve inches and so thick! Dax chuckled next to her. “Now you know why we call him Magnum,” he whispered.
The girl on the bottom of the pile pushed off the other and then lowered her head onto the large cock that was continuing to spew, catching the rest of his load before it spilled onto the couch. Magnum lay his head back and put his hands on her head, pushing it down so that she was swallowing almost half of his dick as it continued to spasm. He held her there for at least a minute befo
re he let her go, and she pulled away with a gasp, gulping for air and wiping her mouth.
His big cock was finally starting to wilt, although Madison noted that it didn’t really lose much of its size. He cracked open an eye and saw them standing there but didn’t react. She wasn’t sure if he had known they’d been watching him the whole time. For some reason, the thought that he knew made Madison’s pussy ache even more with desire. What is going on with me today?
“Girls, get the fuck out, I have to talk to Dax,” he barked. The two strippers jumped up and grabbed their skimpy clothes from the floor, hurrying out without another word.
“Enjoy the show, pretty?” he rasped, looking directly at Madison. His cock lay awkwardly along his leg, still half hard with a drop of cum leaking from the tip. “I could probably get it up again if you want to have a ride?”
She glanced sharply at Dax to see if he would react, but he just ignored his VPs taunts. “The Jap is paying,” he said. “We’re good now.”
Magnum kept his eyes on Madison for a few more moments before letting them slide over to his Sergeant-at-Arms. His face tightened. “Is he, now? He still needs to be taught a hard lesson. I won’t have our partners thinking that we can be trifled with. He shouldn’t have balked in the first place.”
“I don’t think it’s necessary.”
“I didn’t ask what you think,” Magnum growled.
Dax was unfazed as he kept eye contact with the VP. “He’s paying us what we’re owed, as well as a penalty. That’s enough of a lesson. Anything more would need to be voted on by the club.”
The men continued to glare at each other. Magnum’s dick had finally stopped oozing cum, although a stream of it extended down from the tip to his thigh. Madison could barely take her eyes off of it, still marvelling at the size.
“We’ll see.” The biker stood up and grabbed his pants, sliding them up and covering his cock, allowing Madison to finally break her gaze away. Luckily the men were still glaring at each other and neither had noticed. Her own pussy was soaked right now, but she could feel the tension in the air between the two men. Dax’s hands had pulled out of her shirt and she glanced down to see his fists were clenched.
When Magnum finished dressing, he said nothing else, just walked past them and out the door of the little dark room. Dax watched him go but still stood there, fists still in balls and teeth clenched.
Madison decided that since the tension didn’t leave with the VP, she would take it upon herself to see if she could defuse it.
She turned to her man and put an arm around his waist, squeezing his hips until he finally looked at her. They said nothing, only gazing at each other silently for a few moments. Her other hand grabbed the other side of his waist and started to move up his body, caressing him. Finally, he responded. He reached forward with his own hands and grabbed her roughly, pulling her towards him until they were inches apart and then moved his lips to hers immediately.
Their tongues pushed together as their lips opened, and Madison moaned as the rough stubble of his face scraped along her chin. Her hands slid up his shirt and across his abs and further, making circles on his chest. He took the hint and returned the favor, sliding his own hands into her shirt and palming both of her bare breasts, squeezing them firmly while rubbing.
Their lips broke apart only long enough for them both to yank off the shirt of the other and then they resumed their kiss, this time both with bare chests. They pressed together, her nipples just under his and their arms around each other as their tongues wrestled wetly between their lips. She felt Dax slide his hands down her back, the roughness of his fingers causing a tingly feeling in their wake. She followed suit, and reached his ass just before he reached hers.
Both of them groped each other as they made out, but Dax was first to push his fingers between the waistband of her pants and down against her bare skin. He grabbed a hold of both of her butt cheeks and squeezed roughly, pulling them gently apart as he did so. Her pussy was on fire, and she silently urged him to touch her. She wanted him to feel her wetness, she needed to feel something inside of her.
Dax continued to work his fingers around her ass, sliding lower and lower as she moved closer to him to give him easier access. His fingers pushed down past her puckered rear and finally touched the edge of her pussy, dipping ever so slightly into her wetness.
“Fuck, just take them off,” she panted, breaking her mouth away from his for a moment. She couldn’t take the teasing of his fingers anymore. She needed to feel more.
Dax grinned at her and lifted his hands slightly until his thumb came out. He used them to hook against the edge of her pants and then he yanked them down, pulling them to her knees. She stepped out of them and then he immediately wrapped his arms around her, lifting her off her feet and carrying her backwards to the couch. He dropped to his knees, pushing her backwards until she landed back on her ass against the cushions. Dax immediately lifted her legs up and over his shoulders and then lowered his face towards her wetness.
As soon as his tongue touched her clit she cried out, squeezing her knees together involuntarily against his ears and then grabbing his bald head with her hands. His tongue lapped around her tight little nub and she arched her head back, sucking in her breath as he added a finger into her wet hole.
Her fingers tightened against his head, squeezing his skull as the tension in her body rose. She was already so close to coming after so much excitement in the last little while.
The roughness of Dax’s face against her labia contrasted the smoothness of his tongue against her clit, and kept her mind focused on the fact that she was having her pussy eaten by a real live biker. After years of fantasizing, it was finally happening. Just the thought of it released all of the tension, and her back arched as she started to cum hard against his face.
Dax shoved a second finger into her as he felt her pussy grip the first one, quickly picking up his pace and fucking her hard with them both as his lips fastened firmly against her clit, at once sucking and licking it as he held it captive within his mouth.
Madison let out a scream, pushing his head even harder against her sex, her hips now bucking against his wet face. Suddenly he yanked his head away, standing up and starting to unbutton his pants. She stared hungrily at his crotch, anxiously awaiting the sight of his cock again. The desire to feel it between her legs was almost making her crazy, despite having just cum hard.
Just then, there was a loud bang from outside the room, muffled only by the doors that closed them in. Dax’s head jerked around and his fingers froze as he waited. Another bang was heard, and he immediately flew into action, doing his pants back up and running for the door.
“Stay here,” he growled.
With that, he was out the door. She could hear screaming and yelling from outside that was muffled only after she was shut back in the small room.
Madison’s heart was pounding in her chest as she wondered what was going on. Were those gunshots? She grabbed her clothes and started to quickly get dressed, thoughts of her still fading orgasm still on the edges of her awareness but being quickly forgotten as she feared for what was going on outside.
Once decent again, she walked to the door and pressed her ear against it. She couldn’t hear anything at all. She waited a few more minutes but there was still not a sound. Despite Dax’s order to stay put, she wanted to know what was happening. She pulled the door open slightly and peeked out, but from her angle she could only see a wall.
Pulling it open even wider, she still saw nothing so she took a chance and stuck a hand out, quickly pulling it back before anyone could shoot it off. When nothing happened, she grew bolder and finally stuck her head out. The strip club was empty. Chairs were overturned, and there were various pieces of women’s clothing on the floor, but other than that, nothing else seemed amiss.
Stepping out of the champagne room, Madison picked her way around the overturned furniture, past the stage and around the corner to the big double doors whe
re she again paused to listen. Still hearing nothing, she pulled one open and peaked.
The pit wasn’t completely deserted, although it didn’t look like there were any actual customers there anymore. There were a couple of dealers standing around, and then she saw Lurch talking to one of them. That gave her the confidence to come all the way out from behind the door. She looked around, but didn’t see Dax anywhere. The bar was deserted, even the bartender had fled.
No one noticed her, the remaining people were all engrossed in conversations with each other, but no one that was left seemed overly cautious so she assumed everything was safe now. She started to walk towards the bar, but then noticed that the door to the room Dax had been in earlier was open. Glancing around quickly to ensure everyone was still ignoring her, she made her way over to that room, hoping to find Dax inside and ask him what the hell was going on.
She got to the door and stuck her head inside. Dax was there, standing and talking to another biker that she recognized as one of the bouncers from outside. Thunder. Dax was still shirtless, and his muscled back rippled as it flexed each time he moved, the tattoos that ran up and down his skin seemed almost alive. When her eyes continued past him, however, they almost popped out of their sockets when they saw the mess on the floor. A scream filled the room, and Dax’s head shot around to stare at her as she numbly realized that she was the one screaming. On the floor was Magnum, his eyes open and glazed over, a massive hole blown into his chest and blood was everywhere.
“Shit, I thought I told you to stay put,” Dax said, rushing over and grabbing Madison by the shoulders, spinning her around and pushing her out the door. The other men from the pit were already right outside the room having rushed there when she started to scream.
“Lurch, can you finish up with Thunder, I gotta take care of this,” he barked. Lurch nodded and headed into the room while Dax continued to guide a shocked Madison towards the bar.
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