Crow: Kings of Carnage MC - Prospects

I give a curt nod to them as a greeting.

“Alright, why don’t you get acquainted with the girls and I’ll take care of you.” She winks at North, and they both smile widely and hurry off toward the back.

“Crow, like the movie?” one of the girls asks, sitting on the stage, she bends one of her long legs, the other folded in.

“Eh, kinda. Not really.” I tilt my head to the side trying to decide if I am like the man Crow. It hasn’t been the first time I’ve been asked the question but I still can’t decipher if I’m anything like the man or not. Yes, I’ve had death in my life, and yes crows seem to spiritually guide me whether I like it or not. But I’m not after revenge, mostly because I wouldn’t even know where to start.

“You look familiar.” Flame bites her bottom lip, sizing me up with bright eyes. I’ve seen her dance before, she’s good and very flexible.

“I’ve been here a time or two,” I say, slipping my right hand into my pocket, placing my other arm on a tall table next to me.

“Have you ever had a private dance?” Blue asks, something sexy and devious thick in her voice.

My eyes lock with her and my dick instantly begins to throb with intentions.

“No, I haven’t had the pleasure.” My tone takes a dip and all three girls grin. All of them chomping at the opportunity to pop my lap dance cherry.

Blue walks to the end of the stage and holds her hand out, a crescent moon ring on her thumb.

“Come, let us practice on you before we open,” she says, wanting me to climb onto the stage.

Rubbing the back of my neck anxiously, I look to where Aspen and North disappeared to, the sound of loud moaning telling me they’re going to be a minute.

“Yeah, come on, Crow, help us warm up. You wouldn’t want us to get hurt, would you?” Flame tilts her head to the side, her big doe eyes grabbing me by the balls and pulling my ass up onto the stage.

Instantly they all laugh and giggle, hands sliding up my chest and back, feeling me up from every angle.

“Oh my God, you have so much muscle,” Blue whispers lustfully.

I stand about two feet over her with her small height and it turns me on wildly. I don’t know if I can handle three girls all grinding on my dick. Interlocking her fingers with mine, she leads the way behind the curtains tugging me along, Flame and Roxxi on each side of me. Red lights give off just enough ambient lighting as they take me to a room that holds only a half-circle black leather couch.

“Sit!” Flame commands, her hand on my chest, she shoves me until my ass hits the cushion.

Blue falls to her knees, pulls my legs apart and slides her hands up my shirt.

“You like that?” she asks, her tongue slipping across her bottom lip like a taunting little temptress. My hand itches to grab her by the hair and snap her head sideways and demand she suck my cock but I can’t touch her, I can only sit here while they tease and play with me like a toy.

Roxxi grabs my hand and places it into the top of her leotard, her nipple budding against my palm. My mouth parts from the firmness filling my hand, and the boldness this woman has. “You’re not supposed to touch us, but… you can touch me.”

“You can touch her, and I’ll touch you,” Blue says, unbuttoning my jeans. Jesus Christ this can’t be real. Why are these girls all over me? Is it the cut? The fact I’m in the club and the idea of a bad boy that has them wet as fuck?

Hands from behind me slide down my chest, lips brushing against my ear.

“Is this okay?” Flame whispers, her teeth nipping at the shell of my ear.

Before I can answer, Blue has my dick out of my pants and is palming it like a crystal fucking ball.

“Yeah, yeah it’s fine,” I grit, my hips thrusting on their own accord as Blue presses her tongue to the side of my shaft as if she’s taste testing my cock.

“Mmm, you smell like that Irish Spring soap.” A twinkle in her eyes, she flicks her tongue at the tip of my cock like she can’t get enough and I can’t take the little bitch’s teasing anymore. Snapping my hand outright, I grab her by the hair and press her face into my lap. She doesn’t refuse, she doesn’t fight, she opens her mouth like a good little girl and takes my cock all the way into her sweet warm mouth.

She sucks me so hard I feel like my balls are about to launch into my dick. Roxxi, on her knees sitting beside me, pulls her top down and presses her tits to my face, and I suck a nipple into my mouth. Flame kisses my neck, her hands slipping down my shirt and nails digging into my skin.