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About an hour before closing, there was a small scene on the bar side of the club. Everyone was watching Aaron and the manager exchanging furious words. He ended up storming off to the back room in a rage. Erica asked if I needed to go, but I told her it was on him and that he probably got too handsy with a customer.

When closing time came, the club cleared and we quickly cleaned up the place. After collecting my share of the tips, I went to the back room to put on my shorts and say goodbye to everyone. Nobody knew what exactly happened with Aaron before, just that he left angrily. Erica was sitting on the hood of my car when I came outside.

"Mind taking me with you? I wanted to make a sign that said, 'will blow for ride,' but thought it was tacky." She joked.

"If the blow job is off the table, you can walk your happy ass back home." I returned.

"So, what happened with Aaron? He was the life of the party over there before shit hit the fan." She said while climbing into the car.

"Not too sure, I guess we'll find out in a bit if he's home."

"God, that was so much fun! How many nights do you do that? I've never been there before."

"Just on the lady's nights. Aaron sometimes picks up other nights, but the tips aren't near as much. It's fun and I love it, but I've got to say that it is hard to follow all of the rules. You've got to keep up perfect shape, underwear cannot be too revealing, boners are an absolute no, absolutely no sexual contact, we have to use the back-room bathroom only to prevent hookups, no taking numbers or contact information from customers, and a whole slew of other items on the no-no list."

"What? That sounds ridiculous! I mean I get the whole hookups during work rule, but if I find guy hot, I'm going to give him my number!"

"We're a dance club, not a strip or sex club," I laughed. "We get that speech all the time."

"Jesus, sounds more like a convent... I mean a convent with almost naked men grinding on people, but how asinine! So, you've never picked up someone there?"

"I'm a bit of a rule breaker. I've taken a lot of guys home. Everyone does."

When we got back to the building, Erica and I made our way to the studio where we found a fuming Aaron. "What happened?" I asked.

"Fucking bitch sent me home for being inappropriate." He raged.

"What was so inappropriate?"

"I popped a boner..."

"That's it?"

"I was finger banging a girl... but I didn't think she'd catch me! We were in the thick of the crowd and dancing." He shot Erica a dirty look because she laughed. "What are you doing here anyways? If you want to fuck us, say it. Quit hanging around like a pathetic beggar."

"Hey! What the fuck, man?" I shouted.

"What? She's been hanging all over you, begging for a second go all fucking day. It's sad, really."

"Fuck you!" Erica screamed as she lashed out and punched Aaron directly in the nose before storming out of the apartment.

"Asshole," I followed her to hers across the hall. "Sorry about that."

"Eh, he's pissed. I get it." She shrugged and fell onto her couch.

"You're not more pissed about it." I was shocked.

"Why would I get mad? He's mad, and honestly, he's kind of right."

"That you're a pathetic beggar?"

"Basically," she sighed. "I fucked up last night and I think I missed out on something really great."

"We've never left a girl disappointed."

"Wanna fuck?"

"You're missing something I look for in a person."

"I've got a hole that needs filling. What else could you need."

"I've got a hole that needs filling, too."

"Oh, I figured you were a top," She said before explaining because of my questioning look. "Aaron said you would be fucking him yesterday."

"I just enjoy sex. Top... bottom... It all goes out the window for sex. I mean, sure there are plenty of guys who prefer one or the other, but at the end of the day, it's just a preference."

"Exactly... It's a preference."

"Yes, but I just don't like the look of vagina. It looks like an angry sea monster."

Erica snorted out a laugh, "Really? A sea monster? It's a pussy, not a creature. There's nothing you find attractive about me?"

"I am a bit of a boob man. They're a lot of fun."

With that, Erica slid off her shirt and undid her bra. Her breasts were average sized and perky. She had small, pink nipples that were already hard. I sat next to her and gently caressed the bottom of her left breast while massaging her nipple with my thumb. She let a soft moan escape and worked her other breast. I leaned in and took her nipple in my mouth, flicking my tongue over it. Erica breathed deeply with every flick of my tongue. I maneuvered so that I was kneeling in front of her and resumed my nipple lick session, but on her other breast. I began massaging her other breast and nipple with my hand. Erica held on to the top of the couch behind her and gave way to the moaning. I massaged her clothed crotch with the side of my index finger, while rubbing my thumb over where her clit would be. Erica was lost in the pleasure, begging me for more. I began roughly rubbing her clit, and quickened the licking of her nipples. Switching between both of her breasts. Erica got louder and her hips began rocking. When she let out her last breathy moan, I moved up and kissed her. She grabbed onto me and flipped us so I was sitting on the couch. We made out while she grinded herself against my already stiff cock.

"Somebody's ready to go," Erica whispered into my ear before biting my lobe.

"Condom?" I asked, feeling almost instant regret about it.

Erica ran to the bedroom while I slid off my shorts and underwear. She returned, having shed her remaining clothing. I didn't take too much notice of her the night before, as I was more focused on Aaron, but she was beautiful. She was short with long brown hair. Her breasts seemed even bigger with her standing there in all her naked glory. Her stomach was flat, no true muscular definition, but not chubby in any way. She kept a shaved vagina that didn't look as monster-like as others I had seen.

When Erica approached me, she pushed me back onto the couch and knelt over me. I took the condom and ripped the wrapper, but she took the rubber from me to roll it onto my dick. She kissed me while adjusting herself so my dick could slowly enter her. I kissed down to her breasts and began kissing and licking her nipples. It was more aggressive this time, more instinctual and animalistic. She grabbed two fistfuls of my hair and began to ride my cock hard. With every downward motion, she would gyrate her hips, allowing my dick access to every part of her inside. The feeling was definitely different than with a man. With an ass, it's much tighter and not as soft. I also love to have that physical connection with men. While I can appreciate the feminine form, I swoon for men.

I took over when I felt that I wasn't getting enough out of it and carried her down to the floor. She cried out, begging for me to keep up my thrusting. I could feel her arch her body up so that our bodies didn't have any space between. We worked together to get her to a second orgasm. I held myself up with one arm while the other was wrapped around her back, pulling her into me. I was thrusting long and hard into her. Her legs were draped over mine. She moaned into our kiss. A low and guttural moan. I could feel her body vibrating into mine. She bit my lip until I could taste pennies.

When her body finished climaxing, I pulled myself out and flipped her over. She knelt in front of me, allowing me to enter her from behind. I crouched on the front of my feet and pressed my hands into the small of her back to keep me upright. My thrusts went from the slow and steady pace of before to a quick and forceful movement. With every slap of skin, she cried out, mostly unintelligible moans and pleads for more. My orgasm built quickly, and I unloaded my load into the condom with several hard thrusts.

I collapsed on the ground next to Erica. She kissed me, then moved down to remove the rubber from my dick. I giggled and moaned as she sucked my cock clean, then licked my perfectly manicured cock bush from cum that pooled when she pulled off the condom. She came back up for a kiss, sharing some cum she had cleaned with me. We lay there for a few minutes, her resting her head on my chest, breathing heavily and kissing softly.

"So, is it still an angry sea monster?" She joked.

"I'll adjust my comments to an angry sea sponge." I laughed.

"Sea sponge?"

"Yeah, it's soft and spongy up there."

"Oh god... Was it okay, though? Are you suddenly straight? Did I transform your gay ways?"

"Nah, I'm still swinging the other way. Just more open to future possibilities, I guess. I couldn't cum until I got you from behind. I'd get close, but it just wasn't the same."

"I did twice!"

"Girls don't cum!"

"Sure we do! It's just an inside job. It's the whole wetness thing. I'm shocked you've never fucked a girl before, you were great."

"I just did the same shit I'd do with a guy, just in a different hole."

"Maybe if we do it again I could wear an Obama mask."

"Fuck, I'd cum before we even got naked," I laughed.

We talked for the next few hours before I walked back to my apartment. I checked my phone once I got in bed and cursed when I saw that it was after 3 AM, knowing I had class the next morning. Aaron was already passed out in the bottom bunk. I laughed to myself when I thought about the fact that I had actually just had sex with a girl. I've been blown by them and fingered them, but I've never actually fucked them. I still stood by what I told Erica, though. I was still all about that cock.