A Little Something on the Side
We found this strip club called Nikki’s on Stewart Ave and went in. It was just like we had heard, the sisters were butt-booty naked and popping pussy close in our faces. There were several sisters in the place, but this one sister really caught our attention. She was a pretty, tan-skin sister with long, black, dookie braids. She had nice breasts with perfect baby bottle nipples. Her waist was tight and small; it led to an incredible ass, powerful thighs, hamstrings, and calves. She was wearing a thin top with her stomach out and a G-string that disappeared in the crack of her fat ass. She had on combat boots and was drinking beer out of a long neck bottle. Edwin called her over to table dance for him, and while Edwin was looking at her fat pussy, she was bent over, looking back at me and winking. Her name was Adrienne. It was daytime, and the club was kind of slow, so Adrienne sat and talked with us for a while. I really liked her. She was street level and straight forward. Edwin and I left there and kicked it around Atlanta the rest of the day. That night, we went to a place called Fantasy Fare and they gave us a tour of the place. There were fine women, black and white, whips and chains, cages and nipple clamps for a price. It was the first time that I had seen a fully stocked sex dungeon.
