The Bad Boys of Summer (69 page)

The two of them sat quietly, each watching the crowds in the pits as they yelled and laughed, throwing dice and watching cards fly as money changed hands over and over. By the time Madison had finished her third drink, she was starting to feel tipsy and annoyed at having to wait for so long.

Was he talking to the owner of the club, Yamada? They'd just gotten their payment less than a week ago, and she didn't think they would need another so soon. She looked down into her empty glass, contemplating getting another one. She turned her head to see if Lucy was nearby and saw her at the other end of the bar talking to someone. She then handed him something small and he pushed some bills into her hand in return. Whatever she gave him definitely wasn't a drink. Madison thought back to the first time she'd been at the bar. Drugs. Lucy was still selling drugs to the clientele. And unless she had gone all entrepreneurial and decided to branch out on her own, that meant that drugs were still on the menu at this place. She'd thought Dax had cleaned that up already. She needed to tell him what she had seen.

"Is Dax with Yamada in the office?" she suddenly asked Troy.

The skinny biker turned his face to her, the scar that extended from his left eye to his lip stretched as he scowled. "I told you, club business, which means none of your business. Know your place, woman." Troy picked up his whiskey and drained it again, turning back to continue staring out into the crowd.

Madison's face grew red but she held her tongue. No good would come in fighting with Troy. She found it annoying, though, that he had dismissed her so readily just to stare blankly out at a bunch of strangers.

She watched him a bit longer and noticed that his eyes weren't really looking at the crowd in front of him so much as above them. She followed his gaze and saw they were actually fixated on the two big double doors that led back into the VIP Lounge. She knew from last time that
VIP Lounge
was just a fancy name for strip club. Of course Troy would be staring at that. He was probably hoping the doors would suddenly open and he'd catch a glance at some tits. All he cared about was the club and getting laid, not necessarily in that order.

Madison watched the door for a while as well as she thought about that. Was Troy really watching the doors to see some stray boobs? Or was he watching because something else was going on.

"Dax is back there, isn't he?"

Troy said nothing, just continued to stare at the doors.

Madison was annoyed now, the alcohol in her system fueling her irritation. Why had Dax gone back there without telling her, and why was Troy not saying anything? Could Dax have gone back there to carry on the tradition of the old VP? Her first - and only - trip to the back had led her to the Champagne room where Magnum had been double teaming a couple of strippers. The thought of Dax doing the same thing back there now, while leaving her to sit at the bar with Troy, was making her head being to spin.

"He is. Fuck him. Who does he think he is?"

Madison slid off her stool and onto her feet. Her head spun a bit so she grabbed the bar for support as she steadied herself.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"I need to talk to Dax, I'm going back there. I've waited long enough."

Just as she started to take a step, Troy's hand shot out and grabbed her arm tightly. For someone so thin, he had a strong grip.

"No you're not, Dax said to wait here."

"Wait here while he fucks some strippers?" She was practically yelling, but she didn't care. The booze was dulling her normal desire to avoid a scene, but it was loud enough in the casino that no one was paying attention to her anyway.

Troy's lip curled up in a smile. "Is that what you think is going on back there? And what if it is? You think a biker has to remain faithful to his ol' lady? This isn't high school anymore, sweetheart."

Madison said nothing, she just glared at him and then spun out of his grip, walking quickly into the crowd of gamblers. She heard the biker call her, and by the sounds of his voice he was pushing his way through the crowd as well. She sped her pace, weaving in and out between people with the occasional outstretched hand to steady herself on a table. She knew Troy wasn't going to run after her, the club was extra sensitive about making a scene in front of customers so soon after the shooting.

She reached the double doors before he did and was surprised to see a little sign on them that read "Closed for a private party". She hadn't noticed that from across the bar. Hoping it wasn't locked, she yanked on one of the doors and it opened, so she stepped quickly inside and glanced back to see Troy just a few steps behind. She quickly shut the door and flipped the lock, leaving the biker out in the casino area.

T
he door shook
as Troy tried to open it from the outside, and then she heard a couple of dull thuds as he banged on it. It sounded like he was using the flat of his hand, still unwilling to draw attention to himself. That would work in her favor, he likely wasn't going to be able to do anything drastic to get the door open. She'd probably have at least a few minutes before he'd think to go ask Yamada for the key.

Now that there was no one around, she quickened her pace, almost jogging as she followed the little hallway around until she reached the open strip club area. The thought of Dax in here cheating on her, especially after agreeing to bring her along, was something she couldn't bear to think about, biker or not. There was a line that decent people just shouldn't cross. But she wasn't sure whether bikers had the same line as everyone else.

When she did finally reach the dancers area, she was surprised to see that there were very few people - even smaller than she would have expected from a private party. Dax and Guts were there, standing off to one side with two other Hispanic looking men. All four of them were watching the stage. Her eyes moved across the empty chairs and to the raised platform adorned with a big brass pole. On it, were two women. At least, she thought there were only two. She had to count the body parts she could see, as the two were completely naked and lying intertwined with each other as they kissed.

She recognized the girl on top as Bambi, one of the strippers she had met the first time she'd come to the club. Her blond hair was falling down across the face of the girl underneath her as they kissed, obscuring her face. Bambi's hand was between the other girl's legs and she was slowly rubbing her fingers between her completely shaved lips. Even from where Madison stood she could see that the girl's pussy was very wet. It was a pretty hot show, and the men were all completely fixated on it, not a single one of them had noticed her arrival.

She wasn't sure if it was just the booze, but even she was finding the two girls on stage very erotic. Bambi's fingers were still sliding wetly between the legs of the girl beneath her, and her other hand was massaging the girls relatively small breasts. Meanwhile, the girl on the bottom was holding Bambi's cheek as the two of them kissed passionately.

As she stood watching for what had to be at least a couple of minutes, the sudden sound of an unfamiliar voice surprised her. "Hola! What do we have here? Another girl to join the party?"

She turned to look at the group of men who were all now staring at her. She realized suddenly that her hand had slipped down between her legs and she had been absently rubbing herself through her pants as she watched the hot scene. She could feel her face redden in embarrassment as she snatched her hand away quickly.

The two unfamiliar Latino men approached her, with Dax and Guts following closely behind. Guts was scowling silently at her, and Dax's brow was furrowed as well. He also didn't look happy to see her. She glanced quickly back to the girls on stage and saw that even they had broken off their kiss to look over at the disturbance, although she did notice that the look on Bambi's face was more amused than annoyed, and the pace of her fingers rubbing the other girl hadn't even slowed.

As the strange men approached her, she noticed both of their eyes land firmly on her chest and they made no attempt to hide it. "This one has some big cans, no? Where do you find these girls, Dax?"

"She's not a stripper," Dax said, shooting another glare at Madison from behind the men.

The two men stopped and looked up at her face now, their smiles fading slightly. "No? I thought this was a private party, Dax?" He half turned, raising an eyebrow at the biker. "You ask me here to discuss our arrangements over a little entertainment and promise me privacy, yet you now have strangers coming in?"

Guts was standing beside Dax, not saying a word, but Madison noted the ever so slight smile on his face as he watched the other man admonish the VP. She had no idea who this guy was, but it seemed like this meeting was important to Dax and she was about to screw it up - and Guts seemed to be happy to see that happen. Without thinking, she attempted to salvage things.

"I'm no stranger," she said. The man stopped talking and turned back to look at her. "Dax just meant I'm not one of the regular girls. He called me in by special request."

"Oh really," the man said, interested again. His eyes dropped back down from her face to her breasts once more. "I think I know what it is about you that makes you so special," he said.

"I think there are two things," his friend added. His eyes were also now fixated on her tits again.

While they were distracted, she chanced another look at the bikers. Guts was just staring at her with a raised eyebrow, clearly not sure what she was doing. Dax had a shocked look on his face, but other than that she couldn't read his expression. Was he happy or angry? She couldn't tell for the life of her, but she wanted to make sure she didn't give him a reason to be angry. She was determined to salvage this situation she had created or she knew he would never let her come on a ride along with him again, assuming he didn't kick her out of the clubhouse completely.

The two men were inching their way closer, and she could see Guts taking an interest now as he watched, clearly wondering how far she was willing to go. All of a sudden she heard Bambi's voice from the stage calling out to save her.

"Madison, darling, so glad you could make it. Come on up here with us, we've been waiting for you!"

Before the men could come any closer, she breathed a sigh of relief and spun on her heels, almost running to the stage. Bambi was sitting up now, as was the other girl, a raven haired girl that Madison didn't recognize. As Madison approached the stage, Bambi reached her hand down and helped her climb up. Madison kicked off her shoes, leaving her feet bare as she scrambled onto the stage. She chanced a look back once she made it up top. All four of the men were watching her now, each interested in what she was going to do next for different reasons.

"I was wondering when I'd get to see these puppies," Bambi said, grabbing hold of one of Madison's breasts and giving it a little squeeze. It reminded her of the first time they had met, Bambi had done the same thing, thinking she was a new stripper. This time, though, Madison knew she wasn't going to be able to get away. She'd gotten herself into this situation by not trusting Dax and being impatient. She should have stayed at the bar like she was supposed to. Instead, she almost ruined whatever deal it was that Dax was doing here, and the only way to save it, it seemed, was to pretend that she was part of the entertainment. And she had already gotten a good glimpse when she came in as to what that would mean.

"Come here, give us a kiss," Bambi's hand closed around her shirt and she pulled her firmly forward until she was face to face with the beautiful stripper. Bambi closed her eyes and tilted her head as she began to move forward. Taking a deep breath, Madison did the same. As their lips touched, she felt a surprising tingle between her legs that began to grow as their kiss completed and started to get deeper. Bambi's tongue pushed against her lips and she opened her mouth slightly, letting it in to touch her own before responding. When she finally did, her tongue slid slowly at first around Bambi's, and then faster as she began to realize that this wasn't as terrible as she had expected it to be.

All of a sudden she felt a hand on the back of her neck, pulling her away from Bambi's soft lips. She turned her head but found herself immediately in a kiss again, this time with the dark haired girl. Bambi's lips pressed against her ear as Madison began to kiss the second stripper, and then she heard a soft whisper. "This is Cleo. She and I are going to take good care of you up here, so just relax and enjoy."

Her lips continued to press against Cleo's, whose kiss was firmer than Bambi's, more urgent. She felt Bambi's hand begin to squeeze her breast again, but this time she only did it for a moment before she began to run her palm down the front of Madison's body until she reached the bottom of her shirt. At that point, she grasped the hem and started to pull it up along Madison body. Dax's girl raised her arms and broke her kiss for a moment, letting Bambi pull the shirt from her chest and freeing her breasts with a bounce.

She heard a couple of murmured comments from the men once her tits were finally free, but she was too busy kissing Cleo again to pay them much attention. She did notice, however, when Bambi's lips suddenly wrapped around one of her nipples and she gasped into Cleo's mouth at the overwhelming feeling of pleasure that shot out across her tits as she did so.

Bambi and Cleo both giggled at her reaction, but then they immediately resumed their attention, their mouths hungrily nibbling again at the innocent girl that they had on their stage. As Bambi's lips and teeth fastened once more on her nipple, she felt the girl's hand slid down between her legs, pressing hard against the fabric of her jeans as she rubbed at the growing warmth beneath them. Madison couldn't help but gasp again, tilting her head back in pleasure as the hand between her legs pressed hard against her clit.

As she did that, Cleo's mouth fastened on her neck, a very sensitive part of Madison's body. She could feel herself start to quiver in pleasure, the dual stimulation almost more than she could handle. She didn't know what to do with her own hands, so she just pressed them down onto the floor. Madison had never been with a girl before, let alone two of them at once, and she was completely out of her element.

Cleo's lips continued down her body until she reached her other nipple. Now both of her tits were being stimulated at the same time, and this was definitely not something she had ever experienced. The pleasure was intense, and she lifted her hands up and pressed them firmly against the back of the head of both strippers simultaneously, desperate for it to continue.

By now, Bambi's hand had stopped rubbing against her jeans and was instead struggling with the button, trying to undo them. With one hard tug, she finally got it and then pulled the zipper down quickly, shoving her hand down past Madison's underwear and along her lightly trimmed bush until she reached her swollen clit. Madison cried out as soon as she made contact, the pleasure from her nipples had put her right on the edge and she wasn't sure how much longer she was going to hold off.

She felt Cleo's hands at her hips, hooking into her pants and tugging them down. Madison lifted her hips slightly, letting the stripper pull the pants down past her ass and along her legs. She finally ripped them from around her feet and tossed them off to the side of the stage where her shirt had landed, Madison now joining the other two girls in complete nudity.

Cleo wasted no time, sensing that Madison wasn't far from coming. Her mouth broke away from the nipple she had been licking and she dropped down between the girl's legs, pushing them apart as she did so. Madison had never had a girl go down on her before, but she had come this far so she may as well let them do whatever they wanted. She was desperate to cum now, and she wasn't about to turn anything away that could lead her to that goal. Besides, as much as she wasn't sure she wanted to admit it, she was actually loving the attention she was getting from these two girls, and finding the experience incredibly erotic.

She felt Cleo's hot breath against her sex only moments before she felt her tongue. The feeling was electric as soon as she was touched, and she immediately felt goose bumps spring up across her body. Cleo's tongue pushed against the wetness between her legs, adding to it, while at the same time taking some away.

The pleasure caused Madison to arch her back, shoving her breast deeper into Bambi's mouth as Cleo continued the oral assault on her pussy. Her lips were wrapped tightly against Madison's clit now, and she was sucking hard on it while flicking it with her tongue. Two fingers of her hand had also pushed forward now, past Madison's labia and into the depths of her sopping wet pussy. It was too much. She let out a groan of pleasure as she felt her body bear down, clamping tightly against the fingers that were pushing into her. Her hands whipped around and grabbed fistfuls of Cleo's hair as she held the girl steady, ensuring that she didn't pull away from her sensitive button before she was ready to let her go. Her hips bucked involuntarily, and her legs lifted up and wrapped around the head that was working between them, squeezing as an orgasm began to rip through her.

Bambi grabbed her other breast hard, pinching her nipple as she came while still sucking hard on the other one still in her mouth. Cleo's tongue was working furiously now, as were her fingers, and Madison could barely catch her breath against all of the stimulation. She let out a scream, still holding Cleo's head tightly with both her hands and her legs, but the girl between her legs had no intention of stopping.

Madison felt a third finger push into her and all three curled up, rubbing against her g spot. It was too intense. Another shuddering scream escaped her lips and her thighs tightened again. She felt hot liquid flowing from her pussy around the fingers and hand that was fucking her as she came yet again. The mouth and hand on her breasts were almost forgotten as the intense pleasure from between her legs were all that she could focus on.

All of a sudden it was too much. She relaxed her legs and used her hands that were still wrapped in Cleo's hair to pull her away. The stripper took the hint and withdrew, slipping her wet fingers out and pushing back from between her legs. Bambi stopped as well and turned to her friend, giving her a long slow kiss. She then pulled back and smiled. "Mmmm, Madison tastes so good on your lips, baby."

"She tasted even better first hand," replied Cleo, also smiling.

Bambi grabbed Cleo's hand and brought it to her lips, sticking one of her still wet fingers into her mouth and sucking on it slowly, then moving to do the others. "God damn this girl is sweet. I hope she recovers quickly, I need a turn down there."