Page 419 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“I swallow banana?” she asked.
“Yup! Get it, girl!”
She reached across the table, grabbed one of the bananas from my banana split, and shoved the entire thing into her mouth. She legit swallowed it in one gulp.
Ash’s mouth dropped. “Slavanka!” she yelled. “That was the coolest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life!”
“Impressive,” agreed Esme. “But you better be careful doing that around all these strippers. Last weekend I showed off a similar trick during a flight. Let’s just say that the passengers took it as a challenge. My throat hasn’t felt the same since.”
“You suck Chastity’s papa?” asked Slavanka. She mimed a blowjob to really drive the point home.
Of course she has.
“A lady never kisses and tells,” replied Esme.
Slavanka shook her head. “No, no. Rule #6: Always kiss and tell.”
“Way to quote the Single Girl Rules!” I said. “But it’s time for another dare. If you want more info about what happens on Daddy’s fun jet, you’ll have to ask it in a dare. And then hope the banana lands on Esme or Zoraida.”
“No. Ride a stripper.” Slavanka spun the banana.
Slavanka, you kinky bitch!I’d been planning to tease the strippers for a while before fucking any of them, but a dare was a dare. And I wasn’t one to back down from a dare. The only question was…which stripper would I ride if it landed on me?
It was a hard pass on the one that Ash had blown. Way too small. But at a nearby table there was a stripper wearing dog tags with scars all over his back. And honestly, the girl blowing him wasn’t doing a very good job. He’d clearly served our country. He deserved better. And I could certainly give it to him…
But then I looked over at the birthday girl’s table, and I knew I’d found my man. I knew I was supposed to be ignoring those lame bitches. But how could I when they had the hottest monkey man? Italian stallion was the only way to describe him. Tall. Tanned skin. Huge muscles. And the moves he was putting on the birthday girl…Hot damn.He’d just done some sort of spin move that took the birthday girl from laying on the floor to being bent over in front of him.
The only question mark about him was the size of his cock. He still had his banana hammock on. And while it looked big…it was possible he’d stuffed it.
“It’s gonna land on Chastity!” yelled Ash.
I turned back to the banana spinning on the table. Italmostlanded on me. But instead it spun by and stopped on Ash.
Her eyes got huge. “What was the dare again? Something about telling secrets about Daddy’s fun jet?”
“Girl, you know what the dare was,” I said. “Ride a stripper!”
She took a big gulp of banana juice. And then she gave me a mischievous little grin. “I really get to ride a stripper?”
“Yup.”
“I have to admit, I’ve always wanted to do this…” She stood up and looked right at the hunky soldier.
“Go Ash!” yelled Esme.
Ash strode over to the stripper and politely waited for the girl to finish blowing him. Then she jumped in and whispered something into his oversized monkey ear.
Is she really going to do it?!Ash being the first girl to suck a cock at the Banana Party was one thing, but being the first tofucka stripper?! That was a big deal. I mean…usually only one or two girls were brave enough to go all the way.
My maid of honor was fucking awesome!
Ash stopped whispering and the stripper got down on all fours.
All fours?Interesting.Was she gonna put something in his butt? Or was I about to learn a new sex position?
Either way, I was here for it.
I leaned forward to watch.
