WASTED

I fully entered the VIP area. The sight was horror. No wonder they had a lot of privacy here. They were fucking the girls, and there was Kendrick fucking a stripper who was riding his dick.

"Ah, mmh baby fuckk!" she moaned out. He was underneath, moaning and smacking her ass as she rode him, holding her hair up. The other girls were involved in one sexual activity or the other, and they were all shameless. They didn’t care. I was watching them. I spotted an empty seat next to two strippers who were giving a man a blowjob. He was hitting their faces with his dick; they were on their knees in front of him with their mouths open like they needed his dick badly.

I don’t know anything about investigating. How am I going to catch the person that is trafficking girls? I sat on the empty chair, trying my best not to look at what was happening in front of me, but I couldn’t help but look, and it was making me horny. I stroked my dick a little.

"Here you go," the stripper I had been talking to outside said, handing me a cocktail. I took it from her and sniffed it before drinking it all in one go. A little drink won’t do any harm. I felt the taste of the strong alcohol on my tongue. Fuck, I have been screwed and I am not a good drinker, before I could process what was happening, she pecked me on the cheek and took the glass from me putting it away.

"I am sorry for underestimating you, big boy." She said and sat on my lap, stroking my bulge. I groaned. She was only making things worse.

"I…thought you couldn’t afford the VIP treatment." She said, feeling my cock. She was stroking it hard and my dick was just a few layers away from touching her hand. I blinked my eyes, trying to control the situation, but I couldn’t. My body was acting up and my head was spinning.

"W…what did you put in the drink?" I asked her. She turned into two in my eyes. I couldn’t see her. My body was aroused, and I was feeling pain all over my body like I was going to die if I didn’t have sex.

"Nothing big boy, it was just alcohol." She giggled, trying to unzip my pants. I grasped her hand, glaring at her.

"Alcohol? Are you sure you didn’t put something else in my drink…" I said, and she looked at me in a confused manner.

"Come on, pretty boy, is this your first time drinking?" she asked before I could reply. She grasped my hand with her soft hands and landed her lips on mine. I couldn’t move. I found myself kissing her back. My body was on fire. It was like I had been drugged.

She started kissing me aggressively, sucking all the saliva in my mouth. It was becoming a dry kiss and she didn’t want to break it. Her hands were moving all over my body like she was the guy. I felt her taking something from my pocket, but I didn’t pay attention to her.

All the screams and moans from the other girls in the room were gone. She was the only one I could see. I squeezed her big round ass hard and carried her on my waist. I got up from the chair with her still in my arms. She was still kissing me.

I broke from the kiss, and she started kissing my neck. "Whoa, slow down..." I muttered and dropped her on the chair. She ran her hands over my body as I let go of her and opened her legs, positioning my face in her panty region. I moved my back closer to her pussy and licked her bikini with my tongue. Her body shook as she held my head, pushing my face closer to her pussy. I could feel the wetness of her pussy. I pulled myself back and shifted her lacy panties to see her cunt. I fixed my eyes on her perfectly shaved pussy and started licking. It tasted like alcohol, and the more I sucked, the higher I got.

"Mmmmm, yes right here baby!" she moaned out, moving her hips.

"Get out of here! All of you!" I heard a woman’s voice behind me. It felt like she was talking to me. I stopped sucking and pulled away, turning my head to see who was talking. I saw the chick I had been admiring standing in front of Kendrick. They were both having a staring competition. They were both looking at each other in an intense way like they wanted to kill each other.

Kendrick moved closer to her, with his naked butt. With the tip of his dick touching the skin of her lap, he wrapped a strand of her hair around his fingers, smiling at her.

"What do you want, little girl? Do you think I am going to get out of here just because you asked?" Kendrick asked.

"You are…" he cut in, preventing her from speaking.

"You might call yourself the queen of the streets, but I run this city, and everyone listens to me, including you." He said and grabbed her head, trying to lower her to his dick level.

"Argghh!" she struggled in his grip with her butt against the guy that had been around her all this time. Instead of helping her, he held her waist. It seemed he was enjoying being close to her. He was also drunk, including her, and he started dry-humping her.

"Jake, you asshole." She muttered under her breath as her mouth touched the tip of Kendrick’s dick.

"Suck my dick bitch, it would be good to fuck you, fucking bitch of the streets," Kendrick said. "Even if I couldn’t kill your dad, I would fuck you good to get revenge on him," Kendrick added.

"Arghh!!" She winced in pain and grabbed his dick, shoving it into her mouth. Wait, what? She is sucking his dick. She is such a slut; I can’t believe I had a crush on her.