Crime Tales 2

The air stank of sex, sweat, and cigarette smoke. The music was loud and some of the lights could only flicker to life. Monroe picked up his glass, it hadn't been fully cleaned from whoever used it last. Still he swallowed down a gulp of watered down alcohol. Leaning back in his sweat he could feel through the fabric of his clothes when patches of the leather cushions were gone leaving him to sit on bare foam. This was just the way the rat liked it.

Monroe ran several strip clubs around the city, but the Rat's Nest held a special place in his heart. The right amount of dirt and filth that excited him in a way that no high end or classy establishment could ever hope to. Currently, Monroe was sitting at the end of center stage, where he would have the best view to every dancer that made their way down the runway. At the moment, a woman was shaking her stuff but the rodent wasn't terribly interested. This was not to fault her, but he specifically needed to pay the Rat's Nest a visit in order to see some new talent that was really turning a lot of heads. A feisty and fiery woman named Ty. Monroe did his best to not learn too much about her, wanting to leave it all up to surprise. However, from what he heard her moves would draw in customers from two towns over. With the current dancer finishing up routine Monroe tossed her some cash, he would always treat his employees well.

Looking around the estate more, the rodent could see the bar area, where a burly man was pouring out drinks to patrons and cleaning the cups with a not too clean rag. There were other girls entertaining guests, some in more intimate ways than others. The rat could see a hawk leaning back in his seat with a dumb smile on his beak, while a lizard woman bobbed her head on his dick. While the Nest was primarily a strip club, there was no shortage of girls who wanted to make a little extra money. Redirecting his gaze, Monroe saw a large rhino standing with his arms folded, sunglasses hiding his eyes but still keeping watch for any customers being pushy and making staff uncomfortable. Monroe prided himself on making sure that no one in his establishments would be unsafe. As soon as that thought crossed his mind he remembered that not more than twenty minutes ago he was balls deep in a hyena dancer unprotected. With that he smirked. No one would be the bad kind of unsafe.

Suddenly the lights in the establishment dimmed, then spotlights flickered to life and focused all attention to the center stage.  The DJ’s voice boomed over a cheap microphone announcing that Ty was about to hit the stage. Men nursing the watered down drinks at the bar turned to watch. Even the usually stone-faced bouncer blatantly lowered his sunglasses to see the show clearly. This only got Monroe more excited, prompting him to lean forward in his seat. 

A thumping song started playing, the beat hot and heavy. In the dimmed light, a long slender leg moved from behind the curtain. It was clad in a bright yellow fishnet that contrasted with the girl’s dark skin. It did not take long for the rest of her body to be revealed. When Ty took the stage she effortlessly got everyone’s attention. When she was fully shown Monroe could see she was human. She had on a leopard print top that barely contained her perky breasts. Half of her face was hidden by her big bouncy afro, leaving only her nose and shiny lipstick painted mouth exposed. Glint of gold hoop earrings shone in the light. She had on a thin thong that left very little hidden. When she walked down the runway she didn't move like she wanted to look sexy, she moved like she knew she was sexy. She could feel the eyes of everyone in the club on her and it didn't phase her at all. When she actually started to dance this only intensified. The woman moved with a fluid grace, swiveling her hips and kicking her long legs with practiced ease. When Ty turned away from the rat he could fully see her perfectly round ass. Monroe was happy to see that her choice of bottom wear let her fat cheeks be fully exposed, with only a thin piece of fabric to cover up her more intimate areas. 

Monroe knew about twerking, he had seen other dancers do it countless times and of course he loved seeing each one’s technique. When Ty twerked it was like watching a master painter after only ever seeing finger painting. She moved with such confidence and poise that it threw the rodent off his game. For a moment he forgot that she was there for his entertainment. A group of rowdy men began to hoot and holler at Ty, eagerly waving single dollar bills in the air to get her attention. Monroe could not allow this, reaching into his jacket pocket and grabbing a wad of tens. Ty turned to him, or more accurately his money. Her plump lips curled into a quick smirk as she sauntered over to him. The energy she extruded drove the rat into a new fervor. There was something about this woman that he needed more of. 

Ty danced to get her money, and seeing how the rat’s eyes were settling on her ass she took to emphasize that in her dancing. To the rhythm of the song she swayed her hips, letting the kinetic energy wobble from one cheek to another. Shamelessly his eyes were glued to her rump and when the music pumped up the tempo making her ass move even faster, he could feel his pants getting tighter with every heartbeat. He couldn't take any more, and grabbed a few more bills and tucked it into the waist of her thong. He didn't know how much he had just handed away but he did not care at that moment.

“This is enough for a little lap dance, Ty?” The rat asked, leaning back in his seat.

The human only spared a glance at her hip but seemed plenty satisfied with the amount. “Sure thing, sugar.”

The spotlight followed her, and Monroe knew everyone in the club was eyeing him with envy. He felt like he had just won a grand prize that everyone wanted. When Ty got off the stage she lifted a leg and placed the heel of her stiletto besides the rat's head. This gave the rodent a perfect view of her crotch, and with great delight he saw her ass was big enough to be seen from the front. She gyrated her hips, showing off her womanhood with abandon and Monroe had to resist every urge in his body to bury his face into her pussy. Standard rules of a strip club; they can touch you, but you can't touch them without permission. 

She knew what he wanted and a coy smile flashed on her lips. Monroe once more felt like he was not in control. Like was practically begging Ty for more. He loved it. She pushed off the chair and planted both feet on the ground. She spun and pushed her ass out, the effort of her dancing causing rivulets of sweat to form on her ass cheeks. She twerked again, booty moving in perfect rhythm to the beat of the song. She lowered herself to sit on his lap, his throbbing dick straining in his pants.

“Damn, someone likes da show.” Ty cooed.

“Love it.” The rat said, his hand grabbing a handful of her juicy ass. “If you wanna make a little more we can take this-”

Before he could get another word out he felt a searing pain on his face. The woman had turned to slap him faster than his hormone driven brain could process. 

“That ain't how dis work, rat boy. You don't touch less I say so!” Her eyes hidden behind her curly hair but the snarl on her face was more than clear.

This act stunned everyone in the club in silence, horny thrills turned to stunned silence. She had just slapped not only the owner of this establishment but also a notorious crime boss.

Monroe rubbed his cheek, the stinging sensation still fresh. He gave a smile. “You know I'm your boss right?”

Ty didnt break. “You know I don give a fuck, right. You wanna touch mah fine ass you pay up front.” She looked him up and down. “And I gotta give permission. Not gonna let some random ass rat grope me.”

The rodent’s mouth split into a toothy grin. “Random ass rat? I’m Monroe.”

This did get a reaction from Ty, who flinched knowing she may have pissed off a high class criminal. 

Monroe raised a hand, showing he wasn't upset. “I was in the wrong and you stood up for yourself. I apologize for my behavior and want to applaud you.” 

With that, he pulled out a bundled-up roll of money. “Here’s a little something to put this behind us. And an invitation to join me for some more fun.”

With that Monroe got up from his seat, walking to the men’s restroom, not caring about the tent in his pants.

The rat stood in the grimey bathroom for a moment, the flickering fluorescent light above him allowing him to see himself in the mirror. He straightened up his jacket and under shirt, hoping it would get messed up again soon enough. Without any warning Ty pushed the door open, her heels clicking on the hard floor. 

“You took me up on my offer for a little more fun?”

Ty smirked, her afro bouncing with her head movement. “You got my attention, Monroe. But lemme be clear, we gonna fuck for money but I still am gonna get what I want. Best not disappoint me.”

“I don't intend to. Now, do I have permission to touch you?” He asked, already knowing but still needed to respect the rules.

“You do. But you better NOT be gentle.”

With that the human grabbed Monroe, pushing him against a wall and kissing him. The rodent enjoyed this feeling, but he still had his own wants. He reached low, both hands grabbing the woman's behind and squeezing tight. 

“Dat’s right, fuckin squeeze my ass!”

Monroe was all too happy to oblige, kneading the soft meat of her ass. He could feel the still wet drops of sweat on her bare skin. He kisses her more deeply, darting his tongue into her mouth. He could taste she was drinking a little too, something fruity but strong. He pulled her in close, feeling her breasts against his chest and delighted in feeling her hard nipples poking him. His hands moved from her butt to her hips, then from her hips to her crotch. It was hot and damp. 

“You're feeling really wet, babe.”

“Babe?” Ty chuckled. “If you finna call me that you best back it up.”

“I can back it up and more, babe.” He put extra emphasis on that last word. It felt like an open challenge.

“You got some balls on you.” The woman said, sliding hand down his chest and to his groin. She could feel the twin orbs nestled in his pants. “Shit, you really do!”

Monroe bit his lip.Ty didn't waste any time, undoing his belt with practiced ease and yanking down his pants. Underneath she could see he was wearing a silk cheetah print thong. His dick, now fully erect, strained against the soft fabric with a wet stain of precum at the head of his penis. 

“Damn, fuckin’ horses walked in here with less meat!”

He took a step forward and deliberately pressed his penis on her stomach. “Now I want to take a bite out of some of your meat.” He said, slapping her ass with a sound that echoed in the small bathroom. Ty usually didn't take kindly to being ordered around, but she felt this rat could back up his game. She walked to a closed bathroom stall and put her hands on the door, pushing her ass up and out. Monroe didn't need any more, he bent down low and licked a long streak of saliva up her ass, his tongue tasting the seat soaked thong. 

“Damn boy, you nasty!” She said, but the slight quiver in her voice betrayed her arousal. Not satisfied, Monroe kept licking, going up and down every inch of her ass until it was covered in his spit. He reached up and hooked a finger to her thong, pulling it harshly and causing the thin fabric to snap. His eyes went wide when he saw her bush. It was long, curly and wild. It was almost a mirror of her bushy afro. 

“Hope you don't mind, didn't get a chance to have in a long ass time.” 

Monroe spoke almost instantaneously. “Five grand if you promise to never shave again.” Even as he spoke his nose was already buried deep in her pubic hair and breathing in deeply. He used his thumbs to push apart the woman’s lips to reveal the tender pink flesh of her vagina. He could see it was glistening with her juices and he once more took a deep breath and inhaled the earthy musk. His tongue darted out and explored every inch of her. 

“God, stop teasing and fuck me already!” Ty cried out.

Monroe smiled, standing up and pushing aside hsi thong so his penis was now fully exposed. “Greedy little slut ain't you.” He felt a little bold calling her that. He rubbed his dick between the woman’s ass cheeks, feeling her hole on the underside of his manhood.

“I just know ya’ gonna nut in me in four seconds.” She said, clenching her ass on the rat’s dick.

Monore was getting a thrill out of this kind of dirty talk. It was nasty and filthy as he loved it and he could tell the woman liked it too. “You talk a lot of shit for a cheap hooker!” He said as he lowered his cock to push into her hole.

Ty let out a gasp as the fat head slid inside her. “Shit rat boy. Yo sorry ass better make me cum or imma bust yo balls!”

Monore grabbed her by the hips, digging his fingers in to get full controle and fucking her hard and fast. She was tight and soaking wet. He could feel his toes curling in his shoes as a wave of pleasure surged through him. He loved this, it wasnt like he was fucking a hooker who only wanted to make him cum, even as he thrust he could tell she wanted something from him. The two were using each other and it's just how the rat loved it. He slapped the woman’s ass hard again, seeing how it bounced from the impact. 

“You gotta teach the other dancers how to twerk like you do!”

“You gotta shut yo ass up and FUCK ME!”

Monroe loved this feisty attitude. He pulled himself out of her, spinning the woman around to face him. While he was nowhere near as strong as his dragon friend Cyrus the rat kept in good shape. He reached under her legs and lifted the woman up, sitting her down on the cold sink of the bathroom. Not wasting any more time he slid his penis back into her hungry slit. He could see her plump lips form into an ‘O’ shape, the once pristine lipstick now smeared. He spared a glance at the mirror and was happy to see his lips had the same shade as hers.

Suddenly Monroe felt another stinging pain across his face. Ty had just slapped him again. “Im not some fuckin virgin schoolgirl. Fuck me like you mean it!”

The rodent took only a moment of silence before this ignited his fire anew. He hugged her tight, bringing her in close. His mouth opened and he put his teeth on her shoulder, biting into the soft sweet flesh. She let out a lusty moan into his ear as he sank the fangs in deeper, drawing a bead of blood. She responded by scraping her nails on his back. He could hear his expressive jacked tear and the sensation of skin breaking. 

The two continued like this, throwing each other around, tasting and hurting one another. During their love making Monroe could see a condom dispenser on the wall. With a smirk he hooked his fingers behind it and ripped it off, letting the metal box clutter to the floor.

After more time Ty was on the ground on her back, Monroe on top and dripping sweat on her. 

Between labored grunts he spoke. “You needed a real man to fuck you good, eh?”

Ty looked up, her legs wrapped around the rodent. “You ain’t a real man. You a dirty rat bastard.”

When Moroe heard that, he knew he had reached the point of no return. “Say that again!” He commanded, his pace reaching a frantic crescendo.

“You are a dirty rat bastard!” The woman practically screamed at the top of her lungs. With this final insult Monroe felt his balls clenching as he pumped load after load of hot sticky cum into her aching cunt. Her legs wrapped around tightly , refusing to let him spill a single drop of his semen. He did not disappoint, moving more in short thrusts to get the most out of his orgasm. With his penis still inside her, he looked the woman in the eyes, the hair of her afro parting just enough to let him get a glance. “Work for me in one of my nicer places. I want your pussy near me at all times.”

Ty shuddered, but forced a smile. “Only if you can afford me, rat boy.”