Two
Athena
My girls picked the strip club to hide and have fun. Yeah, we’re in Vegas for the weekend for my bachelorette party.
We get out of the limo, and I look around at the building with the red blinking lights, Heat in flashing red letters. We stride across the parking lot to the strip club's front door.
Yeah, it’s a gentlemen club, right.
This one is supposed to be a mixed strip club; the guys have a stage to strip and shake their assets. Right. My girls think it’s a great place to have some fun. The bouncers let us in, lifting their chin. We walk inside the club, it’s dark, with of course red lights. The place looks like any other club except it has two stages and a few huge gold-hanging cages with hot guys and girls dancing in nothing but small skimpy thong bikinis. You can look at both stages from any table. I’m excited, it’s going to be fun. The music is loud, and the place is packed.
“Let’s grab that table in front of the stage,” Beth squeals, moving her hands in front of her.
“Yeah, that table next to the guy in that cage works for me,” Stacy hums, biting her lower lip.
“Yeah, I like that table. We can see both stages,” I say, nodding.
We walk to the table and take a seat. The barista walks up to us and takes our order. I look at the guy on the stage; he’s so damn hot. I look at the girl dancing, and she’s incredible. I don’t know if I could ever do it, but it’s great that she can.
“I love it. Oh yeah, this place has a dance area at the top of the roof,” Beth hums, clasping her hands.
“Oh, I like that. We can dance a little later,” I say, adjusting my short sexy black dress.
It clings to my curves and shimmers and has a halter top with a low V neckline. I’m wearing sexy fuck me red high heels. I’m glad that I decided to wear this one with my dirty blonde hair falling down my back in loose waves. Yes, no bra, and I feel sexy.
Yeah, I look hot.
I don’t usually dress like this, but I had to before I married. I have a feeling that Roberto will be controlling.
Hmm, do I want to marry him?
I hate that I get this nagging feeling.
“Damn, he’s hot,” Stacy hums, watching the guy strip.
“Oh my, look at that girl,” Vanessa says, looking at the stage where the girl is bending in half.
“Yeah, I definitely can’t do that,” I hum, smiling.
The barista brings our drinks, and Vanessa asks her to bring another round.
“Wow, you want to get me drunk,” I laugh, throwing back my head.
“Yeah, maybe you will do some hottie before the wedding,” Beth says, pumping her arms to the music.
“Yeah, don’t think so,” I say, rolling my eyes.
I take a drink of my Long Island Iced tea, enjoying the view. The music and the strippers are sexy, making me think of sex. I didn’t expect to react like this, wow.
I finish drinking my first drink and start on the next one. I start feeling a little tipsy, excited, and happy.
“Ohh, look at those hunks,” Beth says, looking across to a couple of tables over.
There is a group of huge men, very attractive men.
“It’s not fair to see so many hot men, and I can’t touch them,” I hum, turning up my lips.
I throw back my head, laughing at myself as if I would ever do that. Then, I look over at the table to check them out.
I look at them, but my eyes stop to gaze at a hot, gorgeous man. He looks like a badass bad boy. He stares at me and runs his gaze down to my breasts. I feel my nipples get hard, and my inner girly parts flutter.
Whoa!
I never reacted to a man like this. Not even Roberto makes me so damn aroused.
“Girl, I see you watching that hottie,” Beth hums, leaning in close.
“Yeah, but I’m just looking,” I hum, taking a drink and looking at him.
“Go ahead and experience a little wild hot night with that hottie,” Vanessa says, pulling out a pack of cigarettes from her purse.
Vanessa pulls one out and passes the box to me. I take one out, light it up, inhale, and throw my head back, releasing the smoke.
I don’t usually smoke, but right now, I need it.
That guy is a totally sinful temptation.
I can’t do that to Roberto.
“Roberto is wonderful,” I hum, taking a drink.
I sway with the music, thinking of Roberto. But it doesn’t help the image of the hottie in my mind.
Fuck!
“Girl, you’re so in love with the bastard that you can’t see his bullshit,” Vanessa huffs, rolling her eyes.
I don’t know if I’m so in love, but I do love him enough to marry him. Besides, Dad is counting on it, so I don’t have a choice, not really. I can’t tell my girls that; they won’t understand.
“Yeah, you’re still in time to call off the wedding,” Stacy hums, grabbing the glass of beer.
I look at my girls. We’ve been BFFs since junior high, and I still can’t believe that they don’t like Roberto.
He’s perfect.
He’s so loving and caring.
He’s a catch, especially in our world.
He’s handsome.
He’s rich.
I don’t get it. Why don’t they like him?
“I’m not calling off the wedding. So let’s have fun and stop talking about it,” I hum, taking a long drink of the Long Island Iced tea.
I look over at the guy and he’s staring at me, and I can’t help but smile. He lifts his chin, and I nod.
What the fuck am I doing.
I take another drink, look at him, and laugh. I can’t believe that I’m flirty.
“I need to go to the bathroom.”
“I’ll go with you,” Beth hums, looking at the stripper wide-eyed.
I laugh because I’m looking at the hot guy, and my girls are looking at the stripper. Yeah, I’m crazy.
“No worries. It’s just down that hall,” I say, tossing my hair.
“Okay,” Vanessa says, taking a drink.
We’re all drinking the Long Island iced tea, and I wonder if they did this on purpose to get me drunk.
Hmmm.
I walk across the room, looking at the hot guy. I smile and walk into the hall. I see the bathroom door, and then, all of a sudden, I’m grabbed.
“Let me go,” I yell, looking at the tall, thin guy.
“Bitch, you’re asking for it in that sexy little black dress,” He grunts.
“Let me go!”
He looks like a college guy. He pushes me against the wall, turns up his lips, and bitch slaps me.
“Shut the fuck up!”
I’m so surprised and scared. My face throbs, and he hits me hard enough to split my lip. It stings, and I can feel the blood running down my chin. I stare at him; he looks high; his pupils are dilated, full of lust. The man snickers and rubs against me.
Agh, nasty bastard.
I’m not interested in this fucking college dude, bastard. I shove against his chest, and it gives me room to shift. My heart beats faster, and I move my leg, pushing my knee into his junk.
“Stupid bitch,” He hisses, grabbing his junk.
Then, all of a sudden, the hot guy sitting across from me is here. He grabs the man from his shirt and throws back his arm, smashing his fist into his face.
The hottie turns to look at me and runs his gaze up and down my body.
“Are you okay,” he asks.
“Ah, . . . . yeee. . .s.”
“Fuck! Come here; let me look at your face,” the Hot guy says.
He looks around, and the club has a few bathrooms that are gender friendly. That’s a good way of taking care of everyone. He pulls me into the women's bathroom, locking the door.
“Uh, what’s your name? I need to know since you’re going to be my nurse,” I say, trying not to smile.
“My name is Thor Miller and yours is?”
“Athena Benson. Thank you so much for saving me.”
“Welcome, let's see,” Thor says, taking my hand.
He puts his hands on my waist, his fingers touch the exposed back, and they feel hot. They send a chill up my back, and my nipples get hard.
We stare at each other as he lifts me up and places me on the sink counter. He then takes a napkin and wets it.
He moves his hand, and it scrapes against my nipple, and a soft moan escapes. I spread my legs, and he steps in closer, taking my chin.
“It looks like a split lip, and your face could swell and bruise,” Thor says, staring into my eyes.
He starts to wipe the blood. He does it softly, and that blows my mind. I’m a nurse, and I don’t take such tender care.
I look at Thor; he has me all worked up. He’s so fucking hot and built. My body is reacting to him, and I only want to kiss him.
I move my hand and place it on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. I look at his lips and then at his eyes.
Thor’s eyes are hazel, not brown like I thought. His eyes are green with gold specks.
“I’m glad that you rescued me from that jerk,” I whisper.
“I’m glad that I followed you,” Thor hums, getting closer.
I move the extra inch, and he kisses me. His hands slide up my back, pulling me closer. I wrap my legs around his waist, feeling his hard cock.
Fuck!
He’s huge and so damn hard.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” Thor says, running his hot mouth down my throat.
Then he returns to kiss me with hot hunger. He slides his tongue into my mouth, and I meet every stroke. He nibbles my lips and kisses me down my neck.
“Hmmm.”
My body is so damn turned on, my pussy is aching, and my nipples are tight.
Thor pulls the halter tie, and the material falls onto my lap. He cups my breast and runs his finger over my tight nipple. I move my hands to rest them behind me, pushing my breasts up. I whimper and moan, pulling him closer with my legs.
“Such beautiful tits.”
He moves his mouth to suck my breast, and it feels amazing. He moves to the other nipple and licks and nibbles my flesh. I can feel my thong wet and close my thighs, caging him in and rubbing against him.
I need him.
Nobody has ever touched me like this. He moves his hand down to my thigh, sliding his hand up, pushing the short material up.
It only makes me more excited. I’m feeling so much all at once, like I’ve never had. This is what they call chemistry.
I let him touch my pussy; he runs his fingers up and down my slit. He strokes my swollen bundle of nerves, and I cry out.
“Yes, that feels so good.”
“Do you want me to eat your pussy?”
“Yes,” I moan, moving my hips.
He falls to the floor and tears the thong off. He runs his fingers up and down, staring at my pussy. I watch him; he smiles and looks up at me.
“Such pretty pink pussy.”
He leans in, licks up and down my slit several times, and swirls his tongue around my flesh. I grab his head and pull him closer.
“More, please.”
“Baby, I’m going to eat your sweet pretty pussy.”
Thor sucks my swollen flesh, and I cry out, feeling the heat spread through my body and my pussy flutters, and I orgasm.
“Fuck! That feels so good.”
Thor thrusts his tongue into my pussy, licks up my honey, and sucks my flesh. He sinks a finger inside, my pussy clutches it. I’m going crazy with need.
“Oh my, I need you!”
“Baby, do you want me to fuck your tight little pussy?”
Thor sinks another finger inside and fucks me as he sucks my flesh.
I’m so damn aroused, my body feels alive, asking for more.
“Yes, yes.”
“Fuck!”
Thor stands and kisses me, tangling his tongue with mine, and I taste myself. It’s so fucking hot. He moves his mouth to suck my nipple and bites it. I feel his cock as he runs it up and down my pussy.
“Baby, look at me fuck your tight pussy.”
“Fuck, will you fit?”
“Yes, you’re going to love every inch.”
I watch him position his cock at my entrance; he thrusts slowly inside my pussy. It’s so hot watching his cock disappear, and I feel him spreading my inner walls. My pussy has a mind of its own, it clutches his cock, and I feel full, so damn good, but it hurts. A sweet burning hurt.
“Oh my,” I groan, closing my eyes.
“Fuck!”
I open my eyes, blinking at him.
“I’m good. Fuck me, Thor,” I say, pulling him.
“Are you okay?’
“Yes. Fuck me!”
Thor gazes into my eyes and slowly sinks all the way inside my pussy.
“Such a sweet tight pussy, and it’s mine.”
“Hmm, yes.”
He holds onto my hips and starts moving slowly in and out. Then he moves faster, thrusting deeper. It feels so good, and I hold onto his shoulders, meeting his thrusts.
“You feel so damn good. Fuck me harder.”
“Baby, you’re so damn hot.”
He takes my nipple and sucks hard, my pussy contracts, clutching him tight. It feels good as he hits me inside. He moves his hand, running his fingers over my swollen flesh, and I tense. My body explodes as I orgasm, releasing all over his cock.
“Fuck, that feels so good.”
Thor tenses; he bites down on my shoulder as his cock releases deep inside me.
“Baby, I love fucking your tight pussy.”
“Come back to my hotel with me,” I ask, looking at him.
“If I go back with you, I’m going to fuck you all night long.”
“Yes, that sounds heavenly.”
“Okay, let’s go.”
Thor grabs some towels, wets them, and cleans me up. I see the blood stains on the towels; he looks at them before throwing them in the trash.
“I’m sorry that your first time was in this restroom.”
I take his hand and pull him close. I kiss him and move my hand to grab his big cock. It’s still hard, and I slide my hand up and down.
Thor pulls away, smiling.
“Baby, let’s go before I fuck you again.”
“Okay, let me tell my girls.”
“Okay.”
Thor pulls up the halter material and ties it. He looks at my breasts, my hard nipples.
“I love your tits.”
He leans down, pushes the material aside, and takes my nipple. My pussy flutters, aching for more.
“Hmm, that feels good.”
“We have such a hot connection. I love every inch of your sexy body. This dress makes you look like a sex goddess, pure sin. I saw you, and all I could think of was fucking you.”
“I felt the same.”
“Come on.”
Thor adjusts my dress and takes my hand. We walk out of the restroom and onto the floor. We walk over to my girls.
“I’ll see you later,” I say.
“Be careful,” Beth hums, looking at Thor.
“Enjoy the hot hunk,” Vanessa hums, smiling.
“Yeah, take care,” Stacy says, waving.
I take my purse, and we leave. We return to the hotel, and as soon as we enter the room, we’re tearing off our clothes.
Thor pushes me against the door and thrusts his big hard cock inside me, stretching my pussy.
“Oh, Thor, you feel so good.”
“Baby, grab my cock with your tight pussy.”
He fucks me hard and fast, gazing into my eyes. We fall over the edge together.
“Come on, let’s shower,” I hum.
We go to the shower, and the water slides over our body. Thor grabs the body wash and spreads it all over my body, making me so damn excited. He rubs my pussy, making me come. He fucks me in the shower, on the bed, and I give him a bj. Yeah, I’ve done that a couple of times and didn’t enjoy them. But with Thor, it was amazing.
The knock on the door wakes me up, and I sit up. I look around the room, and Thor is gone. My heart skips a beat, and I close my eyes. It’s for the best; it would have been difficult to let him go without asking him for more. It’s a fucking hookup, but I never did this before.
Now I have some serious thinking to do because I don’t think that I can marry Roberto, not when I know that I don’t feel anything close to what I felt for Thor.
But Dad will be pissed off, and I don’t want to get him furious at me.
Roberto wanted to wait until we married; I wonder if he knew that I was a virgin.
The knock on the door is harder.
“Athena, open up. Are you okay?”
Oh fuck!
The room smells like sex, and I’m naked. I get out of bed, grabbing my robe. I walk to the door, but I don’t open it up.
“I’m going to take a shower. I’ll go to your room in a few.”
“Okay, that’s good. We just wanted to know that you’re okay. Hurry up because we’re starving.”
“Okay.”