Kylee Nash strutted confidently across the floor of the strip club. She had been having a great night dancing for a lot of men, making tons of cash and having a lot of fun. The club was packed and every guy there had his eyes on her. The blonde sex goddess was wearing a tiny purple club dress from one of her photo shoots that just hung loosely off her huge fake boobs, showing off tons of cleavage as well as her legs up to almost her pussy. Under the dress she had on no bra and just a tiny purple thong. She had on a lot of bracelets and bangles, and work a gold heart necklace that dangled enticingly right between her breasts. She also had on big gold ghetto hoop earrings and was wearing super high platform heels. With every step her big tits bounced and every guy she passed stared at her openly, practically drooling.
She had just gotten out of the VIP room with a wealthy lawyer who was a huge fan of her movies. Despite her best attempts to not get him too worked up, he cummed in his pants after just a few songs of her grinding him and putting her boobs in his face. He gave her a huge tip though, so she was still very happy. Looking around the club, she sized up the customers looking for the next big spender to approach. As she walked through the crowd, she noticed a table filled with young, muscular black guys in basketball jerseys motioning her over.
"Hey boys, I'm Kylee. How's it going tonight?" she asked them, smiling and putting her hands on the shoulders of two of them. There were some whistles and exclamations of "Damn!" as they stared at her hot body. Black men loved her and she always sold a lot of dances to them. She wasn't racist or anything but sometimes she was a little reluctant to approach them even though she made a lot of money off them. Sometimes they got too pushy. She really pushed the limits in her dances but they always wanted more and she didn't date black guys and hated to dance for them for that reason.
"We're in here celebrating winning our big game" the leader of them said. "We're on the ball team at the local university, and we just won the championship!" The group of guys cheered.
"Well congrats, boys! That's wonderful! So would you like me to be your personal cheerleader tonight?"
"Only if you'll do the nasty shit that other cheerleaders won't!" one of them called out which caused them all to laugh. They looked like they had a lot to spend but once again it looked like they might be tough to deal with. Still though, she was on a roll tonight so she totally went for it anyways.
Kylee came over behind him where he was sitting and rubbed her hands down his chest, causing her big tits to wrap around his head from behind. "Honey, you know I can be as nasty as you need..." she sexily said as she caressed his muscular chest. The guys hooted and hollered with approval. "So who is the star player that needs his reward?" she exclaimed.
Everyone began to murmur and point at the biggest guy there. He was a huge black guy with a shaved head and looked to be very young, only maybe 19 or 20. Instead of being more skinny and tall like a lot of them, he was built more like a football player or a bodybuilder than a basketball player. He was very tall, but also had huge muscles. Kylee was really surprised because she thought he was really good looking even though she wasn't into black guys and was way younger than her.
She sat down in his lap and put her arms around him, pushing her big tits against his chest. He put an arm around her waist and held her firmly in place.
"Hey girl, my name is Dante, but you can call me Big D" he said with a cocky smile.
"Big D huh? I hope that stands for more than just your name, Dante" Kylee said back with some flirtatious sarcasm. The group of guys laughed.
"Hell yeah baby, you know it. How bout we go back into VIP and I show you how I got my nickname? It ain't because of how tall and muscular I am."
Kylee laughed. "Okay honey, let's go! You boys don't wait up for us, sounds like I might have to keep Big D back there for awhile!"
The guys cheered as she got up and took Big D by the hand, leading him toward the VIP. As they walked away, one of the others shouted to her, "I hope you know what you got yourself into!" and the group started laughing even harder.
Kylee led Big D back into the plush VIP room. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him checking a huge wad of bills in his pocket, and knew she was in for a very profitable time. As they approached the bouncer she tipped him $50 and whispered to him to make sure not to pay too much attention to them. He nodded and led them back to the most private of the private dance areas. All of the VIP lounge had walls between the cushioned couches, and the bouncer led her back to the one that was around a small corner and totally out of the way. Unless you actually walked into the booth area you couldn't see what was going on, and she made sure to tip the bouncer whenever she had a customer she thought would pay big for a little extra attention.
Kylee never went too far, but she would let guys really bury their faces and squeeze, grope, and fondle her big tits while she stroked them through their pants. She had made a lot of money making many wealthy men cum in their pants without ever having to actually take a dick out in VIP, and had a large number of regular customers that came by all the time to get off with a little help from her.
Big D was wearing basketball shorts though, and she usually was a little more hands off through the very thin fabric. Still, with his large muscles and fit body he was a lot better looking than most of the pudgy businessmen she had to pretend to be into all night long. She was very surprised how attracted she was to the decade younger black man. Maybe she would have a little bit of fun and go all out with him anyway, despite the thin shorts, she thought to herself...
He sat down on the couch and she smiled and began to run her hands up and down his body as she danced in front of him. He happily leaned back and indulged in the feeling of her manicured nails scratching over his large muscles, over his nipples, down his stomach. The jersey he wore twisted as she caressed him, letting her fingertips sometimes rub over his bare skin. He let out a deep murmur of appreciation as she continued to feel his body.
Kylee couldn't believe how ripped this guy was and how hard his muscles were. It was like someone had carved a statue out of pure black onyx. She continued to work her hands down his body, leaning in close to his face and letting her hair fall forward and tickle his face, only an inch or two between their lips. She gave him a seductive smile and began to work her way down his body, rubbing and massaging him as she slowly fell to her knees before him. Rubbing her face down his chest and taut stomach, she start to give him a few small kisses, nibbles, and licks as she breathed in his manly smell.
As her hands worked their way down his thighs, gliding over the silky material of his shorts, she got more daring and began to move them inward across his thighs. She began to push them apart to get better situated in between them when she suddenly became confused by something in his shorts near his knee. Pushing against it again, Kylee realized with absolute shock that it was the head of his cock.
Big D looked down at her with a big grin. "I told ya they call me Big D for a reason, girl. You like it?"
Kylee was stunned. She had always been a size queen, only sleeping with well hung guys, but this was unreal. It had to have been dangling down almost a ten inches from his crotch, and was thicker around as the biggest dicks she had ever enjoyed despite it not even being hard yet. Fascinated, she stared openly at the outline of it. Even in the dim club lighting she could make out the form of his huge cock, the prominent head bulging out making an obvious outline.
"Oh my god, I had no idea... I mean, holy shit... It's just so fucking big!"
"It ain't even hard yet! You curious? Why don't you give it a little stroke? Get that shit nice and hard and see how big it gets?"
Kylee bit her lip and looked back and forth between his face and that fat fuck log running down his leg. She was enthralled by it and wanted to badly to see how big it could get but she was a little worried too. She pushed the limits in her sexy, heavy contact dances, but never crossed a line. Faced with the most enormous cock she had ever seen she wasn't so sure she could keep herself under control. Still, though, it looked so amazing. Kylee told herself that she wouldn't go too far, she'd just do a normal very high contact dance for him and get him hard so she could check it out and that'd be it. She managed out a breathy, uncertain "Okay, but I won't go too far." Before she even finished the sentence though, she started to trace the tips of her fingers up and down the length of D's huge cock.