Undercover Trouble (Closed)

He entered her, feeling her silken folds part and allow him to slip inside. She wrapped his cock in her depths and he moaned softly against her neck when he hit home. This is exactly what he was waiting for, that sense of driving, pulling, fucking and pushing that kept shouting at the back of his mind.

He let her move on top of him. She chose how fast their speed was. Nothing intense. They were not drunk college kids fumbling around in the dark. Her movements were slow and deliberate, pushing up so only the head of his cock was still inside and then easing home so they were once more entwined together.

His hands moved down to her hips. He wanted to feel her as she moved. His fingers could not touch enough skin. He sent them across her body to touch, explore, desire her.

He licked at her neck when he could. His lips and tongue came out to taste her skin, fresh and vibrant from her recent shower.

"God yes," His cock twinged with excitement as she slipped once more onto him. He couldn't help but thrust once, gripping her hips as he enjoyed the grip she had on him.

"You treat me soo good, baby," He whispered.
 
She rode him intently but for now not really using too much speed wanting to enjoy a sensual and tender time. She smiled feeling him twitch and his words falling softly on her ears she pressed a soft kiss to his lips her hands moving to caress his cheeks and move to pull at his shirt.

This party... more pills and pain isn't it? No way to avoid this is there?

She ground her hips down a little each time she lowers back down onto him. Nipping at his lips and jawline she purred near his ear.
 
"Tonight?" Johnny hadn't even thought of that. What was going to happen tonight? She is supposed to be tonight's entertainment. They would eat her alive, make her do numerous things for them. Almost all of them asked to be drugged just to endure the night, not too mention that they're given different kinds of drugs.

By the time they were done with her, she would just almost like he had found her on the floor just now.

Once more her body slowly slid down on him. His cock twinged with excitement, feeling the back of her hips on his thighs. He had to bit his lower lip to keep from moaning.

He had to think. Her sexy body on him was distracting him from normal rational thought.

"We just need to find another girl," He said, although his voice did seem rather wavering. It made sense though. If they found another girl, it would be easy to pass her off.

"She just needs to be like you. Very cute and knows how to... dance."

His nails dug into her back as he once more thrust himself up against her. His cock was pulsing now, eager to find a faster pace between them, wanting to feel that rush of an orgasm.

"I'll take you out. We'll find a girl to take your place... then you can just be mine."

That's it. Sacrifice some innocent girl and she can be with him. That's all she needed to do.
 
Hearing his words she winced tossing some innocent woman into this life... could she do that... why did it seem to make her sick to her stomach to think about it. She still sat there grinding and riding him as she listened to his idea and whimpered gasping softly.

How could we inflict this life on some innocent woman?
 
Johnny had begun gripping her hips now, grinding against her. They were picking up speed, no longer a slow and steady descent onto his manhood. They were finding a quick rhythm between both of their bodies that he wanted. It had to be faster, harder, more. That need for more drove him now.

"Innocent? Ain't no one innocent in this town baby. It's ok. You offer a girl some money and they'll crawl on their hands and knees to do this. Just some fun with some guys. Ain't nothing you never did before. Don't worry about some other girl... you'll be safe with me. What is so wrong with that?"
 
Safe... Yeah She was gasping a little more now riding him more hungrily that line between the cover and the cop was fuzzy once more as she was lost back in that cover... Mia. Mia was riding him finding a way to be kept safe... survival mode to avoid another party another torturous hell of being drugged and used again.

Are you sure they will fall for a switch? Biting at her lip she whimpered her body bouncing harder and wilder now as her mind began to go along with this plan.
 
"That's up to you, Mia," Johnny had a vise grip on her hips now, forcing her down onto his cock over and over again, watching as her body rode him for all he was worth. He had to lean back in the chair now, getting a better position so he could thrust up into her.

"Just find a girl that looks like you and can dance. You're supposed to be one of the best... so long as we find someone as good as you they won't care. No one will care except for my uncle, but I told you, baby. I can talk to him. I can make you safe."
 
She bit her lip out of fear and the building force of orgasm as she rode more hoping beyond all hope to be safe with him. Her head tossed back as she bounced riding him more and more she whimpered gasping more and more feeling him thrusting up to meet her dropping down she whimpered again gasping more and more.

Her mind raced trying to figure out something... how long did she have before this party who could they get what could they do? Completely focused on their moment now the back of her mind was still processing everything as she gasped sharply.
 
They were both working together now to find this climax. He thrusted up fromo the chair, nestling deep within her folds just as she slammed down on top of him. They drew apart only to crash into each other once more. He had to hold onto her for leverage, using her to help him piston his cock just the way he wanted it.

The excitement built up inside of him. It started on his skin, tingling from sensation. He could feel his cock swell with the coming orgasm. It was here and it was big. He didn't give himself a chance to react, only slammed into her as hard and as fast as he could.

His pace became a frenzy, the only thing that mattered was fucking her.

Johnny cried out as his cock exploded inside of her. The rage, excitement, passion, build up into this moment just came as he held himself deep inside of her sex. Cum shot from him at first and then became weaker and weaker, until by the end it just trickled into her.

He held himself inside of her, cock still swelling, cum leaking out from them.

"Oh my god," He said, his eyes rolling back in his head.
 
Orgasm ravaged her system as she rode wildly. Feeling him cum deep within her she whimpered collapsing against his chest she tried her best to catch her breath and hugged to him close and a little tight as her orgasm finished washing through her system. Her frail form curled there against his chest kissing faintly at his neck and shoulder. Her fingertips softly tracing along his arms as she barely had the strength to move much at all.
 
Johnny caught Mia as she collapsed into him. He gripped her as the throes of her orgasm washed over her. He enjoyed feeling her like this. The simple pleasure her body took from him. It was a comforting feeling, and he made sure she stayed close to him as her body slowly wound down.

He could feel her milk his cock, the last of his cum dripping into her. His cock remained hard, stuck between them still deep inside. He wouldn't have it any other way. Soon he would grow soft, but for the moment, just being inside of her felt like it was enough.

"Don't worry baby," He said softly, his hands running up and down her back, "It's just you and me from now on... you don't have to worry about anything else."

They just had one last thing to do now... find her replacement.
 
She smiled laying there against him. Her fingers moving to trace over his arm as he held her. She could help him... She could help him get out of this hellish life too... find him something better... He wouldn't have to be taken down with the others...

Just you and me... She whispered as she sat there... content in his arms till he was ready to move.
 
"Soon," Johnny said, smiling as he wiped a lock of stray hair away from her eyes. She belonged to him now. That thought kept ringing over and over in his head, and he enjoyed the sound. They would be together, she would make him happy.

"We need to get dressed though," His cock, still somewhat hard, finally slipped from her sex as he adjusted himself. The sadness of leaving her warm confines made his knees weak, but he would return soon enough.

"I'd say we've got an hour, maybe two to look for someone. We can go to a few strip clubs around town... unless you think there's another place to look that might help?"
 
I guess the clubs would work but it can't be one they own... They will know.

She slowly looked around to find something to put on that was a little better than the clothes for the party.

I guess we should get going.
 
Johnny eased himself up and let her sit on the chair if she wished. He zipped his pants up. Despite still wearing most of his clothes they were wet and smelled of sex. He didn't mind the smell, but if they were going out he'd want to change.

"We'll go up to my room," He said, knocking on the door. It unlocked and then opened.

"I'm taking her upstairs."

The door opened all the way, revealing a man of all muscle and no brain. He looked like one of those trained bulldogs to kill on command. No lights on upstairs, but at the right turn of phrase and he would tear limbs apart. This man stepped aside so they could pass.

Johnny led Mia up a hallway and a long flight of stairs. The walls were all black, hallway littered with different sets of doors all closed and locked. Somewhere in the building very large music was playing, reverberating off the walls around them. Johnny didn't seem to notice.

Upstairs they came to his room. The apartment looked like a hotel suite, complete with mini-bar and red silk sheets. It looked like a honeymoon suite.

"Make yourself at home," Johnny said, shedding his wet clothes and opening up the closet to grab something fresh.

"Couple of girls left something in the dresser there. I'm sure some of it will fit you."

Some of it might even be normal clothes. Regular walking out around town clothes, not petite fantasy lace and silk that he made the girls put on. Something cotton and practical.

He picked another pair of jeans and a similar shirt to the one he was wearing. His wardrobe consisted mostly of the same clothes with different variations. Johnny was nothing if not predicable.
 
"Instinct" or or well beaten in habit she recoiled with a faint whimper seeing the big man. Holding even tighter to Johnny and bit her lip till they were past him. She relaxed a little once they were far from him and she nodded walking over to look in the drawers where Johnny told her clothes might be.

Finding a t shirt and a pair of shorts she slipped them on and even found some sandals as well with the clothes. Turning around she looked to him biting her lip but smiled a little as well.

This... okay?

It had been so long since she had on normal relaxed casual clothing they actually looked strange to her.
 
"You look fine," Johnny came out of the small bathroom and gave her a once over. She looked cute, even without the silk and satin accenting her curves. Normal cute, if that was even a concept.

Johnny took her hand and led her down to the back alley. He clicked off the alarm system for his 2010 Dodge Charger. Painted black it looked like a panther lying in wait for some helpless prey to come along. He opened the passenger door for Mia.

"So," He eased himself into the seat, "A strip club that we don't own? Probably out by the airport. There's a place called Wings out there. We don't know anything about that. It's got some dancers. I don't know if they're good, but we can start there."

The Charger roared to life and pulled out onto the street.
 
She just nodded and sat down in the car smiling softly.

That would be a good bet so they don't know you made the switch for me.

She curled up in the seat and smiled reaching a hand to his cheek as he started the car.
 
Johnny smiled as he looked over at Mia. His Mia, curled up in the seat, exhausted with the day's events and still ready for more. He would have to promise her a very long nap after all of this. The girl deserved it.

They made their way across town. He parked just outside of Wings, a small place that looked more like a restaurant then a strip club. They could see the glaring airport lights from the parking lot.

Inside was the all too familiar smell of sex and stale beer. There were some booths to the side, but the main floor had only tables set around a stage jutting out into the audience. A handful of people were throwing dirty bills at a young brunette who looked about as scared on that stage as a deer caught in headlights.

He went to order himself a beer.

"Well, this part is all yours, what do you want me to do?"
 
I don't know you have any money on ya... ask a waitress if they have any dancers that look anything like me

She shrugs not sure how they would go about finding a replacement for her. She just smiled to him finding this a little crazy but glad he is willing to do this to protect her.
 
Johnny shrugs. This is as new to her as it is to him. He only cleaned girls up. Other people had this job of selection. The simple fact of picking up a girl and telling her what was going to happen never really dawned on him. He just assumed Mia would smooth talk it all over.

He pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket and nodded the bartender over, "My friend and I are looking for a private dance. A girl that looks like her. You got anyone like that here?"

The bartender gives Mia a once over and nods, "You'll want Blondie. Go make yourselves comfortable in the champaigne room. I'll send her your way."

Johnny puts down a twenty and gives his thanks.

There is a sign at the back for private rooms. One has a neon martini glass with an olive and promises more fun than any other. Johnny heads this way.

It looks like an oversized booth with the table taken out. Instead of there being a table, there's a pole instead. Johnny sits down and looks back at Mia.

"So... just let me know if she's a yes or no," He gave Mia a few hundred in bills. They could at least thank this Blondie for her time if she wasn't up to snuff.
 
She nodded and sat down there with him curling up in the booth waiting for the girl to get there.

Do you think this will work?

She laid her head over against his shoulder holding the money he had handed her and bit her lip.
 
Johnny laid back, fanning out the money in front of him and waiting for the stripper to arrive.

"It'll only work if you're convinced this girl can dance as well as you. She just needs to look cute and give the guys a good time... the rest we don't need to worry about."

Johnny was sure he could work out a deal with his uncle. That part would be easy. It was just one girl, who cares if he kept one girl for himself?
 
She nodded as the young woman walked in... on looks alone she might work. Curling against him she motioned for the girl to go ahead and dance.

Thinking she might just work she nodded to him with a faint smile.
 
Johnny watched the young thing dance. She looked cute enough. He kept looking over at Mia from time to time, and eventually she nodded to him. Apparently she would do the job.

"How would you be interested in a job tonight?"

The young stripper smiled, "What kind of job?"

Johnny began explaining. Just a private dance for some gentleman. They want the best, and she would most definitely work. The pay was huge.

She agreed. Johnny gave her instructions for how to get to the strip club.

The good news is she was mostly sober. He didn't have to clean her up. In fact, except for a new outfit this stripper was perfect for tonight.

Johnny left the strip club, Mia in hand, smiling.

"Well, that was easier than I thought. So... we're done. You're mine now Mia. You want to go home, now?"
 
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