Page 116 of The Ninth

I sat on his lap, watching as he popped two. The nigga from the third row that I thought was Duke sat three large rolls on the table before sitting. And I mean LARGE. We quickly glanced at each other before looking to him.

“I’m tryna see T dance. Bootyhole naked,” he smirked. All of them started tossing money onto the table. “Matter fact, everybody get naked.”

Cassie’s face dropped. I know the last thing she wanted to do was be naked in front of men. She was already pushing it just for my sake. She doesn’t do this type of shit. Not to Kenzo. But there was money on the table. Money, money. You could tell niggas went to the banks to get fresh blue faces. She stared at it and hard. I knew she was thinking of the girls. To encourage her, I was the first of the four of us to slip my dress off.

In just a few seconds, the four of us was left in just heels. As soon Cassie stepped out of her clothes, Kenan pulled on her waist, trying to take her to the basement.

“I’m not leaving without my bitches,” she popped her lips. “Plus, give me your shirt. I’m not some bitch you have naked in front of your lil friends.”

“Yes, ma’am!”

He gladly took it off, sliding it onto her. She loosened up a little bit more once covered. Kenzie quickly put our clothes and all the money into her bag, putting it up onto her arm.

I laid back against the guy’s chest, allowing his hands to rub my thighs and the creases of my pussy. The lights dimmed, and Rich Sex by Future started blasting through the living room.

Tati sexily strutted to the table, standing on top of it. All of us stopped breathing as she started running her fingers through her hair, twirling her body down to the glass.

Kenzie handed me a sealed shot from her bag. I popped it open, throwing it back while watching Tati. When the nigga I was sitting on started rubbing my titties, I let him. My hips grind down onto him, matching the pace Tati was grinding her pussy into the air. I gladly moved my hair to the side, allowing him to kiss on my neck.

Tati had no pole and still proved why she was The Ninth’s baddest stripper. Every single thing she did either made your dick stiffen harder than it was or your pussy gush.

She was laid onto her stomach, ass arched in the air while clapping it in circles. Kenzie’s nigga was on his knees, eating her out as she threw his money onto Tati. Cassie was bent forward, rubbing her ass all in Kenan’s lap who had his pants pulled down just a little so she was on his boxers. I turned around, allowing my guy to suck on my breast.

“Mmmmm...” I moaned too loudly.

“Yeah, I’m finna tear you up...”

“I’ll be right back...” Kenan said from behind us.

All of us flipped around, sat up, and paid attention to wherever the fuck he was going. After rubbing on her pussy, Tati stood and blew kisses.

“One song minimum, sorry!” she smiled.

I jumped out of the guy’s lap, helping her pick up the money. Cassie also dropped down to help us. She took this time to speak to us quietly.

“This is taking too long. They done already seen us naked. This shit is too PG for them. They’re trying to fuck on all of us a piece. Kenan showed me a picture of a duffle full of money we can have if they run trains on y’all and him nut in me. He didn’t ask, either. He told me it’s down in the basement.”

“What?!” me and Tati asked quietly.

“We have enough money; we should just leave!” I whispered quickly.

Cassie looked at Tati and sighed, “Let’s at least make the drinks, try to slow it up and get them drunk. Maybe they’ll get more lazy! It was a lot of fucking money in that duffle bag.”

“FUCKKKK!” Kenzie moaned out.

“This bitch!” the three of us said at the same time. We laughed, standing to our feet and pushing to the back of the room.

“Kenzie, come make drinks!” Tati said casually.

She hopped right up, leaving that nigga on his knees. Once she made it to us, they cut the lights back up and started smoking and talking.

Cassie was right. These niggas had all the energy in the world. The ones that haven’t gotten any attention looked frustrated, even. I took Kenzie’s camcorder, recording her laying the cups out.

Me: My very own Godmutha of the bar is about to show us something!

Kenzie: You hoes sit down and learn!

Kenan: Actually, I got y’all drinks while y’all make ours. Here.