I’m In Lust With A Stripper (Erotica) (2 page)

From the moment Sugah Cheeks stepped on stage, Bryce was mesmerized by him, Vanessa teasingly poked her to get her attention but Bryce shooed her away. Her eyes locked onto him like a heat seeking missile. The color of nutmeg with a shot of red, with high cheekbones and full lips, he was gorgeous. Bryce would bet her paycheck that he was black mixed with Hispanic. His costume hugged his body, highlighting his muscles, and Bryce couldn’t wait for him to undress so that she could see each and every one.

He stood at the edge of the stage and danced while his eyes scanned the faces of the ladies in the crowd, making each one feel as though he was there for her only. But his gaze kept returning to Bryce, her heart quickened every time their eyes locked.

He slowly unbuttoned his shirt while moving his hips to the music. He shrugged it off, exposing chiseled pecs, a six pack and biceps the size of grapefruits. The crowd went wild. Bryce’s mouth dropped open. Wow! She picked up a wad of napkins and began fanning herself. Sensuality oozed off him.
Now this is a man…a real man.

Bryce couldn’t take her eyes off him and her pulse raced while he continued dancing. He casually set down his billy club and tossed off his hat. Just as the tempo picked up, he looked directly at her, blew her a kiss, then ripped off his pants, exposing a leopard print G-string. Bryce inhaled sharply at the size of his dick. While she couldn’t see it, it filled the extra-large G-string. His oiled body shimmered under the bright lights.

She began trembling when he strolled down the stairs and headed in her direction, the crowd went wild. Unlike White Chocolate who needed assistance from security, Sugah Cheeks reveled in the crowd, walking comfortably through it as though he was taking a stroll in the park. Women and men threw money at him, Dara walked behind him, scooping the money off the floor and sticking it in a velvet bag. He walked by her, stunned, Bryce slumped in her chair, but not before looking at his ass, his butt looked like two perfectly rounded cantaloupes.
Aah Sugah Cheeks
. And her heart nearly stopped when he turned on his heel and walked toward her. She couldn’t take her eyes off him, he was getting closer and the closer he got the more her body began to tingle. Her eyes were wide; it was as though it was just the two of them.

Finally, he stopped in front of her. He eased down and pressed his pelvis against her breasts. Before she knew what was happening he grabbed her by the waist and with the crowd cheering them on, he carried her to the stage. Bryce was too stunned to struggle.

While he was out in the crowd, someone had brought a straight back chair on stage. He deftly flipped her around so that she faced him; she wrapped her legs around his waist to keep from falling. He cupped her ass and squeezed it. He eased down in the chair; she rested her feet on the bottom spindle of the chair while straddling him, facing him. Their mouths were only inches apart; she inhaled sharply, a pulse of heat went to her pussy. “Trust me,” he whispered. “Just hold on and don’t let go.” His grip tightened and he pressed her against him so that his dick rubbed against her crotch. He began rotating his hips while moving hers.

Everything except him disappeared while they grind on each other. Bryce wrapped her arms around his neck. Soon her hips began moving on their own accord, she Velcroed herself to him while her pelvis rotated.

“
Does it feel good?” he whispered and Bryce nodded shakily. “I want my dick inside you,” he said insistently. “I wish I could pull your panties off right now and fuck you until you’re dripping wet.”

He squeezed her ass and she moaned as she imagined they were on a beach screwing each other’s brains out. Bryce spread her legs wider. She gasped at feeling the friction from her panties and his cock rubbing against her clit. Bryce slowed her movements and lost herself in the sensations.

“
Let yourself go!” Sugah said softly. Her arms tightened around his neck and her hips moved faster as though his dick was inside her. Heat rushed through her, zapping her pussy and making her feverish. Her orgasm snuck up on her. She began whimpering and she shook as she had the biggest non penetration orgasm in her life. Satisfied, she slumped against him. The crowd roared.

“
Stay here for a minute,” he whispered in her ear. He had correctly assumed that her legs were a little too wobbly for her to use. After a couple of minutes, he picked her up again and carried her off the stage. The crowd cheered when he sauntered back to her table, where the members of her bridal party saluted her. He tenderly set her down. After a kiss on the cheek he danced away.

“
I’ll be right back,” Bryce said to Cooper, still dazed by what happened.

“
You gonna cool off? I would too, especially after that,” Cooper teased.

“
Naw, just need to use the bathroom,” she lied. She really needed to be somewhere quiet where she could process what happened.

She shoved her way through the crowd of people; many paused long enough from watching the show to give her congratulatory pats on the back. Bryce pushed her way through to the bathroom, where once inside she plopped down on the sofa and let herself be enveloped by the silence. She dropped her head in her hands and let out a shaky breath. “Oh my God. I want Sugah Cheeks.” The need for him was so strong that it made her woozy. The image of his muscled body glistening with oil swam in front of her. And her orgasm, she had never had an orgasm that intense, her body was still tingling from it.

The door opened and a lady strolled in. As soon as she saw Bryce she smiled. “It looked like you had a good time out there.”

Bryce blushed. “Yeah, too good.” The lady winked at her before going into one of the stalls. Bryce sat on the couch a couple more minutes before she got up to use the bathroom, wash her hands then repaired her makeup.

Feeling refreshed, she stepped out of the bathroom and made her way back to her friends. She was almost there when someone tugged at her hand; she snatched it away and continued walking. A few seconds later someone grabbed it again.
Dammit!
She pulled away.

“
So you don’t want to talk now?”

Bryce stopped walking, she recognized the voice. It was the same one that had been whispering in her ear just a mere fifteen minutes ago.

She turned to face Sugah Cheeks. “I want you,” he drawled. “Right now!”

Chapter 3

Sugah Cheeks, or Donté, his government name, followed Bryce to a motel. She was familiar enough with the neighborhood to know that there were several cheap motels nearby.

Vanessa and Cooper were shocked when she announced that she and Donté were going to a motel to finish what they started on stage. But she told her friends that she was tired and wanted to go home early, no one in her bridal party suspected the truth. She knew that she could rely on Vanessa and Cooper to keep their mouths shut, neither one of them would relay the information to Bernard.

She paid for their room in cash. As soon as she opened the door to the room, she nearly changed her mind. It smelled like it hadn’t been cleaned in months, and judging by the stained carpeting, the dirty comforter and the dust covering the nightstand, she was correct.

But all that was forgotten when Donté crooked a finger at her. “Come here.”

Bryce’s purse slipped from her hand and she went into Donté’s arms. He had changed his clothes into something surprisingly conservative, a pair of khaki shorts and a polo shirt, the entire outfit showed his body off to perfection.

He stuck his hand into her long hair and jerked her head back, Bryce gasped with surprise. He ran his tongue down her soft neck and nibbled at the soft spot right above her collarbone.

“
I want to fuck you so bad; I almost pulled it out and jacked off on the way here.”

“
Pull it out now.”

“
You ain’t said nothing.” He stepped away and kicked off his sandals, his clothes quickly followed.

He stood in front of her naked and she hungrily took him in. Although the oil that he wore while he was dancing was gone, his skin had a healthy sheen to it. And because his body was totally free of hair, he looked like a Greek statue. He was the epitome of perfection. His body was perfectly molded; she took in his light cinnamon colored eyes framed with extra lush lashes, his full luscious lips, his broad shoulders, his chiseled pecs and six pack. Her gaze purposely went south, to his cock, even though it had rubbed against her just hours ago when it was safely ensconced in his G-string she wanted…no she needed to see it unencumbered and free.

She inhaled a shaky breath. “Oh my, it’s beautiful.” Her hands shook as she tentatively reached out to touch him as if to prove to herself that he was in fact real. Bryce stroked his cock, it was hot and smooth in her hand, she swiped a finger over his tip and it pulsed in her hand.

“
Yes it is,” Donté arrogantly replied. “Get undressed, I want to fuck you.” He stepped back, pulling his dick out of her hand, she automatically reached for it. “Take off your clothes,” he repeated as he reached down and pulled a condom out of his short’s pocket, he ripped it open before slipping it on.

Without any hesitation Bryce immediately peeled off her clothes and tossed them to the floor. Donté sauntered toward the bed.
He is Sugah Cheeks
. So focused on his penis she had forgotten about his lovely ass. His perfectly rounded globes bounced with each step.

He pointed to the bed. “Lay down right there; put your ass on the edge.” The dirty comforter was quickly forgotten as Bryce got into position. “You got a pretty pussy and I’m about to bust it wide open.”

Bryce shivered with desire. There were none of the loving platitudes that Bernard liked to spout, no lengthy caresses that bored her, or the constant reassurances that he was doing everything okay. Donté was going to fuck her, no lovemaking, just raw unadulterated passion, just what she wanted.

Donté stepped between her legs, grabbed her waist, she planted her legs firmly against his chest. Without any warning, he plunged into her and Bryce screamed.

Bryce closed her eyes and let herself be swept away by the power of his dick. Donté grunted loudly as he pounded her. With each thrust, his balls smacked against her pussy.

Donté watched as Bryce’s breasts bounced enticingly with each thrust. “Lick your nipples,” he ordered, startling Bryce out of her ecstasy induced daze, but she did as he said. She cupped her breasts and squeezed them before bringing her stiff nipples to her mouth. Donté groaned while he watched Bryce play with her breasts and suck on her diamond size nipples. “You look so hot doing that.”

She peeked up at him long enough to answer. “You can do it too.”

“
Nu uh, I’m loving this pussy too much.”

“
And I’m loving that you love it.”

He watched his dick move in and out of her; it was slick with her juices. Suddenly he felt pressure building, he didn’t want to come yet, so he did what any man would do in his predicament, he pulled out.

Bryce’s eyes snapped open. “Why did you stop?” she wailed, while looking up at him.

“
You were making me feel so good that I was about to come. I had to stop because I want to enjoy you a lot more,” he admitted sheepishly. He wiped his forehead, little beads of sweat was forming all over his body. “I got something for us. Let me grab that chair and you snatch a pillow off the bed.”

Donté dragged a dirty recliner from across the room. And Bryce couldn’t take her eyes off his body, while he was moving the chair, his biceps rippled and his sugah cheeks tightened. He planted the chair in front of the bed. Bryce’s gaze shifted from Donté’s body to the chair, she eyed it with revulsion. “Hand me the pillow.” She was just about to object about the chair’s unsanitary condition when Donté placed the pillow under his leg. “Now straddle me.”

Bryce happily hopped on him. Grasping the arms of the chair, she pushed herself up while Donté grabbed her waist and lowered her on his dick. Bryce shuddered with desire, having his cock in her a second time was like visiting an old friend. She hooked her legs over his shoulders then rested against his thighs.

“
Oh my God, this feels so good,” she whispered. Donté thrust slowly in her, she helped him go a little deeper by pushing her feet against the chair and rocking slowly. The earlier feverish movements of sexing was gone, they had a slow groove going that was occasionally punctuated by a groan or a gasp.

They continued the slow rocking movements until Donté’s grip tightened on her waist and he began pumping her on his dick. Suddenly, he began gasping, drove deep in her, then forced her still as he exploded.

Bryce gingerly eased off him.

He glanced at her, wearing a silly grin. “Aww shit baby you didn’t come.”

She looked away self-consciously. “Oh, that’s okay, I usually don’t…not by intercourse.”

“
I know how to make you come,” he said confidently. He snatched off the condom and sauntered to the bathroom. Bryce watched him the entire way. He closed the door and she heard the toilet flush then water running, a few minutes later he came out. Bryce was sitting on the pillow.

Donté pulled on his shorts. “I’ll be right back, I need a drink. I’m sure there’s a machine somewhere around here. Do you want something?” he asked, while slipping into his sandals.

“
A Coke will be fine.”