A Groupie's Diary | By : Rainesama Category: Celebrities - Misc > General Views: 4126 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Encounter #2
On another busy night, Yolanda ventured to a famous nightclub. She was dressed to kill in a pair of jean bootie-cutters, a gold chain belt, knee-high brown stiletto boots, a matching jean jacket rea reached her waist, and a sheer black top with the word ‘DIME’ scrawled across her chest in jewels and glitter.
Inside the club, the guys were on it bad and even one or two women. The rest were hatin’ on her. She soon caught sight of a famous rapper, DJ Quick, heading into the VIP section with his large entourage. Her eyes lit up as she cut through the long line of girls and stopped before the bouncer. After whispering something in his ear, he let her in.
She headed down the stairs to a narrow hallway. There were guys walking into roomst oft of rooms, some with girls, some without. There were a couple up against the walls making phone calls or just standing there. They all checked her out as she entered the hallway. They all knew who she was and started licking their lips and blowing kisses her way. One guy came up behind her and squeezed her butt really hard. She didn’t bother looking at the guy. Hey, if her ass cheeks were hanging out of her shorts, some guy was bound to reach out and grab one.
She finally came to a spacious room at the end of the hallway. There was a big group of guys, about seven, surrounding a black wooden table and they were all playing cards. Blunts were being passed around as well as bottles of expensive liquor. They paused their game when she entered the room.
“Hey baby,” one of them said as he got up and approached her.
Yolanda smirked, “Hey yourself. So what’s up with you guys?”
“Nothin’, what’s up with you?” another asked.
Yolanda grinned and walked up to the table, leaning slightly to draw their attention to her chest. The guys behind her had their attention drawn to her back. One of them rubbed up and down her thigh while the other palmed her ass.
“Why don’t you strip for us?” the same guy asked.
“How much you offerin’?” Yolanda inquired.
The guy dug in his pocket, holding a thick wad of $100’s. Yolanda’s eyes lit up.
“You might want to clear the table for this one,” she said and they did so before she climbed on top.
The guys whistled and smirked as they got a good view of her ass from below her. She bent over to slip out of her boots and she could feel someone’s hand on her ass again. She paid it no mind and started wiggling her hips as Truth Hurt’s “Contagious” played on a boombox.
She slipped out of her jacket, tossing it to the floor, letting the guys squint at her sheer shirt, hoping to spot a nipple under the ‘DIME’ scrawled across her chest. She trailed her hands up her shirt and rubbed her nipples, making them hard.
“Take it off!” one of the guys yelled and she complied, ever so slowly.
The word ‘damn’ went around the whole table as they got a good view at her pierced nipples.
“Hey baby, come down here. Lemme handle that,” another guy said.
She slowly got down to her knees and crawled up to the person in questions. She bit her lower lip and rubbed her nipples in front of him, as if daring him to reach out and touch them himself. But he resisted. He only gave her a big grin as she moved closer towards him and without warning, pushed his face into her breasts. She giggled when she felt his tongue between her breasts and pulled away.
She then slipped out of her booty-cutters, letting the guys get a good lookher her thong, which matched her sheer top. She heard a couple of whistles and felt a hand stroke her thigh up to her butt. After slipping out of her thong, she then stuck her butt up in the air and began to shake it in front of them. The men laughed and cheered. Some muttering how they wanted to stick their dicks in between her cheeks.
“How do you like that?” she asked and they all voiced their appreciation.
They were about to bring out their money when she stopped them, “Oh wait, we’re not finished yet. You didn’t get your chance to punish me for being so late.”
They all jumped out of their seats and got behind her. One of the guys grabbed her thighs and pulled her closer to the edge, raising her ass higher in the air. He gave her ass a good hard slap, and it jiggled from contact. The guy was really happy, but went to the end of the line as another guy stepped up to slap her other cheek. She gasped, but stayed down as guy after guy lined up to slap her on the ass and see it jiggle. After a good ten minutes, they all sat back down, their hands sore, as well her ass. Yolanda then got off of the table, knowing that she’d need some kind of crème for this if she ever planned on sitting any time soon.
She started heading over to clothes when one of the guys stopped her, “Wait. You ain’t leavin’ till you suck my dick.”
She simply smiled and walked up to him. She started ppinpping his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. She pulled down his boxers and got a good view of his large, erect dick. One of the other guys tried to come up behind her and grab her hips, but she stopped him, “Don’t. It’ll ruin my concentration.”
The guy backed off and they all sat and watched as she got on her knees in front of their comrade. She placed her hands on his thighs and started to gently lick the tip of his dick. He jumped and grabbed her shoulders.
“Ooh, I like that,” he said.
She smirked and gently nibbled on it, making him jump again. She giggled and started licking circles around it and then licking the hole and then blowing on it gently to make him shiver and harden. She then started licking his entire length, up and down in a lazy motion. His grip tightened on her shoulders. She then lowered her head to lick under his dick in the same motion. He jumped again and tried to push her closer so that she’d take his whole length in her mouth, but she wouldn’t. She then took his length in her hands, causing him to gasp and his friends to laugh at him. She lifted it up ever so slightly so that she could lick more underneath. Then she started licking on his left nut. He literally twitched and he tightened his grip even more. She did gentle ice cream licks on both of his nuts before moving his leg so that she could take one in her mouth. The guy was clearly biting his lower lip, trying to remain cool. She was driving him crazy!
She then started sucking on the other, just before chewing on it. The guy nearly jumped out of his chair. His comrades were amazed and found themselves staring at her technique. She finally quit her torture and deep-throated him. The look on his face showed true bliss as she went up and down on him and then sucking on him. He grabbed her hair push her further down on him. He didn’t want it to stop, ever. She continued to deep-throat him before chewing on his dick, causing him to jump again. She smirked and moaned as she sucked harder, making him jump again. He jumped once more as he felt her cool hands massage his nuts with her gentle fingers. He could feel his cum building up and he couldn’t hold it, try as he might. Before he knew it, he was cumming in her mouth and she lowelowed every drop.
When she pulledy, ty, the men applauded her. They each tossed her two $100 dollar bills each. But they were disappointed that she could only give one of them a blowjob. But she promised that if they could get her in free into the next club they got into, she’d give two others a blowjob and they happily agreed after she left them her number.
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