Dricki Sex Files: Sex In The Lounge

Drake walked into the dim lighted place. He made his way to VIP and sat down. This was his first time in Perfections in New York City. Waitresses wearing as little as they possibly could with still leaving something some mystery as to what was covered. He watched as the girls seductively bent down to put the bottles of champagne he order on the table, making sure to sway their hips as they walked off. Aubrey sipped the light golden drink as he watched girl after girl take the stage, unamused by their typical moves and outfits.

Suddenly, the whole club went dark and a spotlight was seen in the center of the stage. Dancehall and Reggae music boomed through the speakers, making Drake stand and go to the edge of the VIP lounge to get a closer look.
A short, curvy, dark caramel skinned woman strutted out from behind the curtain to the beat of the song playing. Drake didn’t dare to blink, he didn’t wanna waste a second of the sight in front of him. He watched as the curvaceous woman whined her hips and grind her way to the shiny silver pole. The unique music and simplistic outfit choice gained his interest. She was different from the others. Not afraid to stand out in a crowd. His type of woman. Not to mention the big, perfectly round ass and a matching pair of breasts to match, she had, really caught his attention. He had never seen a woman so perfectly built before. Her face struck innocence but something about the way she danced made Drake doubt her innocence. He was hers. No ifs, ands, or buts about it.
The music ended and the dark caramel skinned beauty flipped her long ebony colored locks over her shoulder and looked in the direction of where Drake was. Immediately locking eyes, she blew him a kiss and winked at him as she exited the stage.
One of his bodyguards saw the way he eyed her. Before Drake could say anything, his bodyguard, Spoons was already conversing with the bodyguards of the strip club. Nodding his head at Spoons, he went and sat down, trying to sit as comfortably as possible thanks to the tightness of his lower half made due to what he just saw. Steady, sippin on the champagne, he saw the familiar face and hips out of the corner of his eye. He put his glass down as she stood in front of him.
“Not gonna stand for a lady or is it because of the limited space in those jeans from my performance.”
Confident and sexy, more of the things Drake liked in a woman.
“Hmm no comment, Papi?” She purred leaning down.
Drake smirked at her dominance, little did she know it was all coming to an end. Grabbing and pulling her down on his hardened groin, he heard a light moan escape from her plump lips.
“What’s your name?”
Surprised at his sudden behavior, the woman couldn’t say her name.
“I asked you a question.” Drake growled pulling her long raven hair, making her head turn so that his lips were inches from her ear.
“N-Nicki.” She stuttered.
Nicki could feel her wetness ooze of her entrance as he continued to be rough and controlling with her. Usually she was the dominate one, it was like she was under a spell. Frozen in place, she let him move her. She saw him lick his two fingers and ripped the thin material of her g-string from under her fringed skirt, he inserted them inside with no warning making her gasp and dig her nails into his chest and arm.
Her breathing started to get heavier and heavier as she neared her orgasm. She felt Drake’s fingers slow. Placing her head in the crook of his neck, she whispered ‘please’. He felt her walls squeeze his fingers as she came, trying to be as quiet as possible.
Withdrawing his fingers, he shoved them in her mouth and pulled her hair.
“Whatchu being quiet for?”
Nicki tried to speak but her words were muffled by his fingers. She pulled them out of her mouth and wrapped her tiny hand around his neck and squeezed as she planted her lips on his. Removing her hand from his throat, she brought both hands down to his belt buckle and undid it as fast as she could. Drake reached his hands down to his jeans and pushed his pants down. He stroked himself as he rubbed the head of his dick on her opening, teasing her. Nicki, growing impatient, slammed herself down on his member, making herself cum instantly. She heard a low groan come from Drake as her tightness, clenched his shaft.
Bouncing and grinding herself on him, she stared at the look of pleasure on his face. It wasn’t long until Drake rolled them on their side, never withdrawing from her slick ocean. He grabbed her leg and held it up as he pumped inside her hard, fast, and deep. All making her moan uncontrollably. He took his hand off her legs and placed his fingers on her hard, sensitive nub and rubbed it fast in tight circles, making her scream and shake as she came.
Still thrusting all of himself in her, he felt his stomach muscle tighten and his dick swell, warning him of his approaching orgasm. Lowering his head to meet her neck, he sunk his teeth in her soft and sweaty skin. He heard her hiss as the pain quickly turned into pleasure.
“You ready for me?”
He saw her weakly nod her head as he pulled out of her. Nicki turned around as fast as she could and wrapped her lips around his size. She began to bob her head up and down while stroking him with her right hand and cupping his balls with her left. Drake’s fingers got tangled in her sweaty hair as he guided her to keep going. Nicki smirked as she thought of idea that would make him cum. She rubbed the tip of his head and looked up in his eyes. She felt his hand above hers as he stroked and released himself in her awaiting mouth.
Nicki got up and wrapped her hair in a bun as she wiped the corners of her mouth before turning on her heels and leaving.

“You know where to find me Papi.”