by A'zayler
“I’m straight sis, let’s keep walking.”
“You want me to go slap that girl?” Nema asked. Taryn had to laugh at her. Nema was so sweet and quiet on most occasions. She stuck to herself when they were at the club, and that was what drew Taryn to her. Nema was average height, light skin, and had a body that could kill. She wasn’t the prettiest girl in the world, but her personality made up for it. She and Taryn had been friends since her first night. She had just gotten dressed and was a ball of nerves, until Nema brought her a drink. Nema drank and made jokes with Taryn until she was comfortable enough to go out. Even then, she made sure to dance next to her the entire night. Next to Kia and Demoto, Nema was her girl. Taryn didn’t trust easy, but Nema had proved to be a good person.
“Nema I knew I liked you! I was thinking the same thing!” Kia said, giving her a high five.
“I don’t know how I got caught up with y’all two crazy asses,” Taryn laughed as she looped her arms through theirs. After stopping to get a few drinks, they headed into the main room to dance. Taryn checked her watch and let Nema know they had another hour and a half before their show.
*****
“Bruh are you coming or not?” Jacko yelled into the phone.
“Yeah nigga I had to get dressed,” Demoto answered. He had just left his house and was on his way to the mansion. He’d gotten two texts and three missed calls from Alicia, begging for him to call her back, but he had yet to respond. He wasn’t really in the mood to deal with her drama at the moment. He kept seeing visuals of the girl’s brain matter splattered across the light pink comforter. No matter how many jobs he’d already completed, it never got easier. He hated to kill women and children, but that came with the territory. It wasn’t often that he accepted those types of jobs because of this reason.
“Alright, well hit me when you get here.” Jacko hung up the phone and walked back into the house. He wasn’t even in the door good when he noticed Kia, Taryn, and her friend on the floor dancing. Taryn’s friend was dancing with one of the double O security guards, while Taryn and Kia danced alone. Dudes all over the floor were trying to get next to them, but they continuously dismissed them. Jacko laughed to himself because they obviously knew he and Demoto would fuck them up. His laugh must have caught Kia’s ear, because the moment she looked up their eyes connected. The way she looked at him and bit her lip made him hard. Her lil ass knows what she doing. He nodded his head in the direction of the room before walking away. Kia’s face held a knowing smile as she told Taryn she’d be right back. On her way up the stairs, she was stopped by loud yelling. The voices were coming from the room to her left. Whoever the two people were obviously didn’t mind others hearing their conversation, because the door was cracked. Kia, being the nosey person she was, wedged her head inside just enough to hear without being noticed. She had to cover her mouth once her eyes focused. It was Demoto’s girlfriend Alicia, and she was kissing some old guy. What in the world? This lil hoe! Kia was just about to turn around and walk away when they stopped. Now the guy’s face was more visible. Before his tongue was so far down Alicia’s throat that Kia couldn’t see anything. He was way older than them, with the ugliest scar across his forehead. Why on earth would Alicia cheat on Demoto for him? Whatever the reason was, it was none of her concern so she continued on her way.
“It took you long enough,” Jacko said as soon as she entered the room.
“I know. I just saw Alicia kissing some old man.”
“Demoto’s Alicia?”
“Yep! They was going at it! At first they were arguing, and by the time I was able to look at them, they were kissing. She nasty because that nigga look old as dirt, he must be paid!”
Jacko just shook his head at Kia. She loved drama. She was like a walking soap opera. As he snatched off his hoodie, he made a mental note to tell Demoto about his girl when he got there. Right now it was time for some loving. He picked Kia up and walked her into the bathroom. After he sat her on the counter, he kissed her neck. He’d figured out just recently that was her spot. The light grey joggers she had on were definitely working out in his favor. He was able to slide his hand in her panties with no problem. He played in her wetness, drawing loud moans from her lips. Jacko ran his hand up Kia’s body and stopped at her neck. He choked her lightly while he massaged her clit.
“You ready for me Kia?”
“Umm, yes Jack! Yes!”
“Come on Kia baby, let me have it,” he spoke in her ear. She was grinding on his fingers feverishly. Jacko knew how to make her whole body shiver with just his touch.
“Right now Kia! Come for me.” Jacko’s demands pushed Kia over the edge; she came all over his hand.
“Yeah, that’s my baby,” he moaned as he wrapped his arm around her body and pulled her off the sink. He had lowered his jeans enough to release his dick without getting fully undressed. With the other hand and Kia’s help, he pulled her sweats around her ankles. Kia was ready for the D, but his mouth looked so good that she had to kiss it. Before she turned around, she slithered her tongue in his mouth. He moaned as he ran his hands all over her body. Kia bit his bottom lip softly as he pulled away and turned her around. She was leaning over the counter when she moaned to him.
“Go slow Jack.” Jacko nodded his head yes, but he already knew that was a lie. He rolled his magnum on and slammed into her.
“Ahhhh!” she yelled. He knew he’d caught her off guard, but it didn’t take long for her to get with the flow. She was matching his stokes with expertise. Kia looked at him over her shoulder; she thought she would bust in that second. He looked so good to her. He was holding the bottom of his shirt with his teeth, exposing his tattoo-filled abs. The tight grip he had on her waist mirrored the intense look on his face. He was filling her insides up with his deep manhood.
“You so fucking sexy Jacko! Shit!” She was almost breathless.
“Yea you too baby,” he said as he leaned over and kissed the middle of her back. Jacko’s hand was up in midair when he heard voices outside the door. Somebody had just come in their room.
“I thought you locked the door,” he whispered.
“I thought I did.”
Jacko didn’t plan on stopping until Kia came. He wasn’t about to stop pleasing his baby because they had an audience. Besides that, she had to pay for not locking that door. Whoever it was would just have to hear her. He slapped her ass hard.
“What I tell you about disobeying me? Didn’t I tell you to lock that door?” he was slamming into her so hard her juices were splashing against his thighs. Kia always got wet when he was rough with her. He could tell she was enjoying herself, because whatever it was she was saying, he couldn’t make it out. She was trying to say something, but it was mixed with her moans so he didn’t understand a word of it. He smacked her ass again as he continued to thrust into her. Kia’s legs began shaking as she squirted all over him.
“AHHHH JACKO!!!”
“Shit” he grunted as came right behind her. He stayed inside her for a moment before he pulled out and flushed his condom down the toilet. He fixed his clothes and wet the washcloth that was hanging on the towel rod. Kia’s body was so weak she could barely move. Jacko turned her around and washed lightly between her legs, cleaning her up. He stared into her eyes the entire time, which only made her wet all over again.
“Give me this damn rag, before we be in here fucking again,” she smiled as she snatched the rag from his hand. She made sure to wash everything over again before Jacko pulled her panties and joggers up around her waist. He leaned against her and stuck his tongue in her mouth for a few minutes before pushing her behind him. He wanted to see whoever was in the room before she came out. He was a man; he didn’t care if people knew he was fucking in a bathroom at a party, but he didn’t want them to think that about her. He really liked Kia; he wasn’t about to embarrass her like that.
“Um huh, bring y’all nasty asses on out here,” Taryn smiled once she noticed Jacko at the door. Her and
her friend were sitting on the bed smiling. Jacko laughed and opened the door all the way. Kia came out, but pressed her face against his back.
“Nah freak nasty, don’t try to hide now; you wasn’t being shy when your ass was in the yelling for the whole house to hear.” Taryn had gotten up and pulled a laughing Kia from behind Jacko.
“Man Pretty Lee, chill out,” Jacko smiled. Taryn, Kia, and Nema were so busy laughing they couldn’t even respond. Jacko knew it was time for him to leave the girls to themselves, so he kissed Kia on the lips again before leaving.
“Y’all two so fucking lame! I know y’all was sitting out here listening.”
“You damn right we were, with your disobedient ass,” Taryn laughed as she hit Kia on her butt.
“That lil thug ass nigga look just like he can put it down too,” Nema said.
“Nema girl, put it down ain’t even the word! That dick be so good I don’t be able to process one coherent thought,” Kia said as she high-fived her. The girls laughed a little while longer before it was time for Taryn and Nema to get dressed for their show.
Chapter 13
“Okay fellas I have a special treat for y’all tonight. It’s my way of showing appreciation for a job well done.”
Taryn could hear the bullshit Cayman was speaking from the other room. Her and Nema had just gotten dressed and been taking a few shots while they waited. She hadn’t danced since the night Demoto had caught her, and her nerves were all over the place. She still hadn’t gotten completely comfortable with the lifestyle yet. She paced around the floor in her six-inch glittery gold heels. The gold and white sequined slingshot she wore was banging! Nema had gotten them matching pieces for the first show. Tonight the men had paid for an entire round, meaning they would do four shows. The first one they would do together. The next two would be individual with Nema going first, and lastly would be a bonus. They would only do that one if the men were tipping generously. The bonus round was always their customers’ favorite because they got completely naked. Taryn was hoping it wouldn’t come to that one tonight. Nema on the other was ready. She had been stripping for years, so this type of thing was nothing to her. She actually favored private parties over the club, because you get paid more. In the club you had to split a lot of the money, but at private parties you split it with one or two other girls and that was it.
“You gon’ be alright Pretty Lee,” Nema said as she put gold glitter over Taryn’s eyelids.
“Ima tell my brother you stole his nickname.”
“I couldn’t help it! It’s so cute and fits you perfectly! You’re really pretty Taryn. I don’t know why you’re nervous. But for real–if you want, we can do it how we did your first night at the club. I’ll dance by you the whole time until you get comfortable.”
“Thanks Nema girl, but we can’t do that tonight. It’s only us two. If we want our money we have to show out!”
Nema thought about it and Taryn was right. She wanted her money by all means, but Taryn was her friend. She would do what made her feel comfortable. The way the show went depended on Taryn anyway. Nema was a person that fed off other people; she’d tried not to be like that, but she couldn’t help it. If Taryn was live, then she would be too. After she finished their makeup, she checked to make sure their music was in the player and ready to go. By the time she got back, Taryn had put her one sided mask on and let her hair down. Nema had never told her, but she loved the whole mask thing Taryn did. She was the only dancer she knew that wore a mask every set. She knew it was to make her feel more comfortable, but it definitely added spice to the show. Nema looked at Taryn and the way her hair fell around her shoulders to the middle of her back. She was flawless. Nema knew she wasn’t the prettiest girl in the world, but she was confident. If she hadn’t been, there was no way she would have ever been able to do a private show with Taryn. After spraying on perfume, Taryn walked up and grabbed Nema’s hand; she said a quick prayer and then smiled. Together they walked to the door to get a closer look. She could see through the peephole that there about thirty to forty men either sitting or standing. She wanted to make sure Buck hadn’t decided to show up; he would kill her. The only familiar face she saw was Cayman. He was the same man that paid her three thousand just to dance with Demoto at the club the last time. Most of the men there were old, with the exception of maybe ten young ones. She had turned to give herself the once over again when the door opened. In walked a man looking to be in his mid-thirties with a baldhead and a double O shirt on.
“They’re ready for you ladies,” he smiled.
“Once we get to the door, press play and we’ll come out,” Nema instructed. He left the room and they could hear him fumbling with the big entertainment system in the closet. Surprisingly, Taryn took the lead with Nema standing behind her. As soon as Taryn heard the beat to Cashout’s “She Twerkin” blare through the room, she walked out. The room erupted in noise from the men. She smiled a knowing smirk and began to dance. She had picked this song to go first because it always got her hype. The music mixed with the liquor she’d consumed had her ready. She was so busy dancing she hadn’t even noticed Nema had the men put a pole in the middle of the floor. This was right up Taryn’s ally. She was acrobat on the pole. The men had already been throwing money, but once she climbed the pole and started doing tricks, it really started flying. The floor was covered in green bills.
“Turn up then baby!” Nema screamed at Taryn as she twirled down the pole and landed into a split on the floor. Nema reached over Taryn’s head and began climbing the pole for her show. Taryn was good, but Nema was better. She got off the floor as Lil Ronny’s Circle came on. Taryn stood and looked around the room at the men. They looked like thirsty little puppies to her. There was one sitting in the front row with a wad of cash in his hand. He looked to be about her age, so she sashayed over to him.
“Oh shit young buck, she finna get you!” some old man yelled. The young handsome boy in the chair smiled and winked at Taryn in response. He motioned for her to sit on his lap, but instead she stood in front of him and bent over. Her hands were on the floor as she made her butt shake. This was a move courtesy of Kia. She’d taught her different stuff once Taryn had disclosed her part time job. There were a host of “oohs” and “ahhs” sounding off in the room. She was sure she’d even hear a couple of “Oh shit’s” to go with it. She had already known they would like it. Money was flying all over her head, and onto the floor around her. By the time 2 Chains Extremely Blessed went off, Taryn had sat down on the boy’s lap and was grinding. He had wrapped one arm around her waist and held her hair in the other. The entire time she danced, he had been kissing her shoulders and feeling on her body. She normally didn’t allow this type of thing, but he was cute and had thrown at least a couple thousand dollars off this one song. The stack of money he held was filled with twenties and fifty dollar bills. The grip he had on her felt so good; every time she tried to stand, he would pull her back down. He was obviously favored, because the older men just laughed and continued to hand him money.
“You can’t handle all that woman Jarrett!” one of them yelled.
“Shit! I can if she let me!” he said loud enough for Taryn to hear. She smiled and kept dancing. That’s one thing that wasn’t happening–no matter how much money he threw. She didn’t mix her personal life with men she met at work. When the last song for their first show went off, Taryn and Nema grabbed the bags of money and left the room. Cayman had one of the bartenders pick up their money and place it in two clear trash bags for them.
“Man Pretty Lee we just racked up girl!” she squealed, wrapping her arm around Tayrn’s neck.
“Didn’t we though! We don’t even have to do anymore sets after all that damn money!”
“You crazy! There’s more where that came from. You better go out there and get that damn money!” Nema joked as she stripped out of her slingshot.
Taryn stripped from hers as well as she walked into the bathroom. She hopped in the shower to
rid herself of sweat before her next show. She had ten minutes to hit the hot spots, get dressed, and be back out there. Once she’d gotten out and dried her hair, she wrapped it in a bun on the top of her head. Her next ensemble was one she’d gotten custom-made. It wasn’t made for tonight, but the way things are going, she’d probably never end up wearing it. It was a black leather one piece with red words written on the back. The sides were cut out with a plunging neckline. She wore big red earrings and her red heels that had small pom poms on the front. She topped it off with a full mask. This one was half-red and half-black, with gold designs on it. The gold letters were the same as the red ones on the back of her outfit. Overall, it was simple, but Taryn was killing it.
By now her drinks had worn off, and she was ready to get it all over with. She was so glad she only had to dance to two songs this time. Fully dressed, she waited for the man to come and let her know it was time again. He’d been paid to get the girls whatever they needed that night. Taryn checked her phone for any missed calls, but she had none. She had one text from Kia letting her know she would be waiting on her downstairs once they were finished, but that was it.
*****
Demoto had just gotten to the party and was immediately glad he’d come. There were wall-to-wall women, drinks, and food! It was just what he needed to get his mind off his previous tasks. He texted Jacko to let him know he was there as he made his way through people. He’d just gotten into the kitchen when he got a text from Jacko. After grabbing a beer and a bottle of water from the cooler, he walked down the hall in search of him. After passing a few doors, he got to the last one on the left and walked in. Kia and Jacko were sitting on the bed playing cards.
“It’s a whole party going on, and y’all in here coupled off, playing cards.”
“Bruh you know I don’t do much partying; besides, I didn’t want to leave Kia alone.”