Page 424 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“I love this song!” yelled Ash as a spotlight lit up the stage. Then two monkey men danced out. And when I say danced, I meandanced.
They weren’t just doing the standard stripper dance where they just kind of moved their hips to the beat. No, this was some next level shit.
Every movement was crisp. And they were perfectly in sync with each other. But most impressively…their dancing told a story.
Their moves legit took me to the candy shop.
Well, almost.
The song had been dubbed to be all about a banana shop instead of a candy shop. And the Banana Bros acted it out perfectly.
Their moves were so smooth that they had me soaked before they even took their monkey suits off.
And when theydidrip their suits off…Sweet lord.
Ash gasped as they both did a backflip and somehow lost their suits mid-flip. When they landed, their massive bananas swung forward. It was the perfect move to highlight the biggest banana hammocks I’d seen all night.
The spotlight glistened on their silky-smooth skin as they popped and locked to the music. I just wanted to eat them up. It was like the world’s darkest, most delicious chocolate had been poured into molds of the perfect man.
I crossed my legs under the table as they danced up to some girls in the first tier of tables.
It was clear that the girls wanted to lick their bananas, as the song promised they could, but the Banana Bros just teased them.
Good boys.
Their bananas were all mine.
Usually I would have hated waiting while they slowly danced their way up to our table, but in this case, I didn’t mind. They were just so beautiful to look at. And each time they thrusted, I got more and more horny. It was a good thing I hadn’t worn any panties, because they would have been absolutelydrenched.
When they finally reached my table, they came straight for me. One of them pulled my chair out and the other started thrusting on top of me. The way his abs tensed with each thrust…God.
I reached out and tried to touch his abs, but he somehow stayed just out of my reach.
Such a tease!The more he avoided my touch, the more I wanted to touch him. Or maybe it was just because his abs were freaking amazing. I wanted to lick each muscle.
The other Banana Bro danced on me next. I didn’t even bother trying to touch him. Instead I just sat back and enjoyed the show. And by that, I mean I stared at his banana. It looked even bigger close-up. I wanted him to rip his banana hammock off so badly.
He grabbed my thighs with both hands and dropped to his knees.Oh my God.I felt the air hit my wetness. I knew he could tell I wasn’t wearing any panties. He was looking right between my thighs. Was he salivating behind that mask? I swallowed hard, imagining what his tongue would feel like thrusting inside of me.
But then he was right back up.
Damn it.They were going to make me die of horniness.
The Banana Bros both did a backflip and then tore their banana hammocks off. Their cocks were even better than I imagined.
I’d never seen anything quite like them. They were just as smooth as the rest of their skin. Not a vein in sight. But the real selling point was the length. So. Long. I didn’t even understand how they were able to fight gravity and stand upright. But they did.
It took every ounce of self-control for me to not just start sucking them immediately. They’d just teased me. It was payback time. I leaned forward like I was about to put my lips around one ofthem, but then pulled back. I was running out of willpower fast. I wasn’t sure I was even thinking straight anymore.
Luckily I didn’t have to wait too long, because the song was almost over.
On the second to last line, someone tossed them each a can of whipped cream. And then they each went into full robot mode and mechanically sprayed a thick line of whipped cream onto the other’s cock. The music cut off just as they finished.
The entire club erupted with cheers.
It was by the far the best strip dance I’d ever seen.
And now it was my turn to perform for them.
