Mature content, violence:
Dana led her husband into the club where Tracy worked, finding them a spot next to the stage. She wasn't over the loss to Tracy by a long shot, and committed herself to a campaign of harrasment and humiliation. Tracy had turned down three offers to fight again, each time raising the stakes from simple rematch to $500 to losers husband and $1,000. Turning her down wasn't enough, Tracy kept acting like Dana wasn't good enough or a rematch, was woman enough to be worth the bitch's time.
Tracy was a little suprised to see David's spot occupied by both him and his skank wife, but she recovered without missing a step and decided to turn up the heat a little. The bar was topless only, but sometimes management turned a blind eye to draw a better crowd. Her pussy wasn't covered by much, and she ground it round and round in David's face, her middle finger toying with the g-string, and probing her lips. She was wet, and got even wetter seeing Dana's face come to a boil. "Time for a little fun," she thought, and sat on David's lap after her set was over. There was enough tension between the two women as Tracy played with David's lip and wiggled in his lap, and people were beginning to notice. The manager came over and whispered in her ear, "Time to take it to the back, Tracey." Smiling at Dana, she slid to her feet, pulling David up by the hand and leading him towards the VIP room. She winked and smiled at a stunned Dana as she waltzed off, David in tow.
Dana sat stunned, her plans crumbled around her. She had wanted the whore to mess up her number, storm out, or cause a scene and get fired. She pulled in the top of her bottom lip, catching it between her teeth, thinking, while a curvacious brunette about her size and shape with some very extensive tattoos took up her set in front of her. She came out of her revelry as warm breath from the brunettes lips opened close to her own...she had stretched out from the stage, titties hanging, and was within kissing distance..."Your supposed to tip me honey, if you want the stage seats...and appreciate the view." The brunettes nipples seemed to engorge and harden as they hung in front of Dana. What the fuck, Dana thought, licked the brunettes chin and bottom lip, "You set is finished sweetie, why don't we do this in private?" The dancer smiled, twisted, pivoted on her tight ass, landing lightly in front of Dana. "I'm going to rock your world, honey," the brunette purred and brought Dana to her feet, and off to to the VIP room they went.
It was dark, illuminated by red tube lights along the bottom and tops of the walls, and a few panels between the widely spaced couches. There were two dancers with their marks already hitting it pretty heavy on opposite sides of the room. One of the couples were David and Tracy. His shirt and fly were both open, Tracy grinding along his pole has she buried her tongue in his throat. Dana pulled the dancer to a stop, "There! Next to that couple, it makes me hot to feel like I'm in a group." The dancer smiled thinking she was lucky to get a live wire, and she crawled up on top of Dana, and started to grind. Dana was wearing a tube top and cut off jeans, not much more than the dancer above her. They explored each others chest, and Dana pulled her down to her neck to nuzzle, and looked up and over at Tracy, still at work on her husband. She flicked out a long nail, laying a scratch down Tracy's hanging melon. Tracy broke the kiss and looked over, eyes flashing, "Watch the nails you...." and saw it was Dana. David noticed too, and a slow breath broke between his teeth. He wanted to get up, and take Dana out, but his legs just wouldn't work.
Tracy and Dana locked eyes, and both began to work. Dana started to fingerfuck the dancer on top of her, pulling her tighter against her with her left arm, her right hand still free. In response, Tracy eased up, grabbing David's rock hard cock, and it slurped firmly into her own cxnt. She placed her left hand on David's chest as she began to fuck him cowgirl, but her eyes never left Dana's. The nails on their right hands clicked against one another and they bucked, both taking a deep breath...then their hands and fingers locked, nails digging in. The harder they fucked the harder the grasp increased until their knuckles and fingers were white from the grasp, and fleshed scooped and back up from the piercing pressure of the nails. The brunette began to climax, thrusting her head up from Dana's neck and began to shake and moan. Hearing the girl cum next to him, David arched deeper, matching Tracy's thrust and a low groan began to leave his throat as he began to lose his load.
Tracy and Dana were both red hot and sweaty from the exertion from both the sex and their battlling hands. Both their chests heaved, their eyes still locked. Dana felt like her fingers were going to snap, as Tracy pulled up off David, and leaned over into Dana's face. "The thousand, you blow my man, and I ass fuck you til you can't walk." Dana bit her bottom lip again. She couldn't speak, and instead gave a quick nod. Tracy walked away.
To be continued...
