Lava Nights - Sex Stories

Lava Nights

The colored lights flashed over anything they could as I walked around. Go-go dancers swayed around in their cages, putting on a show for the club. I made my way over to the bar and smiled at my best friend Liam. “Hey, how it’s going?” He said. “Great! I can just barely hear you,” I replied. “I know! Look,” Liam jerked his head to the right, “trouble’s here.” I looked over and saw Heath and his buddies at the entrance. Heath was a regular at our club and he always started shit with others. One thing about Heath I hated was he had the cockiness of a fucking….. I don’t know but it was annoying. The WORST thing was that I’m a female and cocky people love females! I wonder if he learned something in prison. Or got raped. That’d be funny. Or he got… “Victoria,” Liam exclaimed, catching my attention. “Sorry, I’ll tell Jim not to let them in,” I smiled. Liam smiled at me then I walked toward the front entrance. Jim was one of our security guards and he’s had to throw them out a number of times. I tapped Jim’s shoulder and waved. “Don’t let Heath and his buddies in, too much trouble,” I said to him. Jim gave me a swift nod and I turned around. My hand was grabbed by one of our dancers. (Just to be clear, no, it’s not a strip club. Go-go dancers are pure entertainment.) “Hey! I just wanted to tell you I’m leaving,” Delia said. “Okay. Thanks for coming tonight and happy birthday,” I smiled. “Thank you. Always like to make some cash for the Glo day…” Delia pulled a few 20’s out of ...

... her shorts. I laughed at her and she left out the back. I went back to Liam then got behind the bar. “Oh, so you’re trying to help?” he asked. “Hell no, but I will watch,” I giggled. “Ha ha.” Liam got back to cleaning glasses while I continued to look around our club. The club was run by me and Liam, besties since high school. Strobe lights threw different colors out, the DJ played songs, go-go dancers put on a show in their cages, people danced and made out, guys hit on chicks, girls walked around like sluts and drinks were ordered. So, typical club. Our club name was LA.VA. because of our names. Liam; Victoria. The bass of R&B flitted my ears. I scanned the room while clubbers grinded with each other. I felt Liam push against my back. “Go have fun,” he whispered. “I got it down here.” “You sure?” I asked. “Of course, go.” He patted my ass then I walked off. The rest of the night continued and I had a usual work night. ------ I was sitting in the office, sorting through some bills and stuff when Liam walked in. “Hey,” I smiled. “Blah,” Liam groaned. He plopped down in one of the swivel chairs while he laid his head on the table. “May I ask why you’re groaning and looked like a drunk piece of shit?” I laughed. “Not funny,” Liam said, “I’m just tired of this girl. Ya know, like, Sasha or something?” “Oh yeah! She’s a regular!” “Yeah. But I ain’t feeling that.” “Well,” I threw a bouncy ball at him, “suck it up and say no to the hoe.” “It’s not that easy. She’s like crazy.” Liam ...