Brooke is a Stripper

Dean sunk down in his seat, he didn’t want to be seen by Brooke. There was no where for him to hide, he was in plain sight. Maybe she won’t notice him, there is a room full of men throwing their money at her.

Brooke danced on the pole at the main stage, all eyes were on her, including Dean’s, he couldn’t help but watch. Best stripper he has ever seen, she must have been doing this since they broke up.

Brooke ended her routine to the sound of applause, everyone seemed to enjoy the show. Ron even stood up and gave her a standing ovation and some whistles. Brooke walked off the stage and was greeted by numerous men showing their appreciation.

Ron called out to her, “Brooke!” She looked up and saw Ron and smiled. She pushed her way through her fans and hurried over towards them as fast as she could in her high heels, her tits were bouncing the whole way to them.

Brooke arrived at their private section and immediately went in to embrace Ron. Dean doesn’t think she even noticed he was there. She jumped into his arms for a hug, his hands firmly grasping her ass. She gives him a quick peck on the lips. Then they start having a friendly conversation about how each of them is doing. They seem to know each other well and possibly see each other all the time. Dean feels invisible and hopes to stay that way in this moment.

Eventually Ron gestures over to Dean, “So you remember Dean.” Brooke’s face turned sour extremely quick, she was no longer smiling when she turned her attention to Dean. “We’re having a little bachelor party…” Ron continued. “Oh really?” Brooke says while staring at Dean. Dean didn’t know what to do with Brooke staring at him, what made it worse was that she was topless as well.

“Hey why don’t you give the bachelor a lap dance?” Ron said while dangling a load of cash in front of Brooke. She turned to Ron still with an angry look on her face, “it would be my pleasure,” she said.

Brooke made her way to Dean and immediately pushed him hard on the shoulders making him lean back on the couch he was sitting on. She stood up on the couch and turned around so her ass was in Dean’s face. She squatted her ass into Dean’s face hard, she was being extremely rough, Dean’s face sunk back into the couch and had trouble breathing.

Brooke then turned around and dropped from standing, on to Dean’s lap. He winced in pain a little because she hit his lap and balls hard. Brooke continued her **** like lap dance. She buried Dean’s face in her large breasts occasionally slapping him with them hard. She reached down and squeezed his cock and balls.

Although in pain, Dean was getting aroused and now Brooke knew that too while she was squeezing his package. A small grin appeared on her face. “You like this? You sick little fuck?” She whispered in his ear. She pulled his cock upwards towards his stomach and slowly started to grind herself on his cock getting rougher as it went on, she was dry humping him.

It’s been awhile since Dean has been intimate with Summer so his cock getting attention even though it was rough treatment from Brooke, was still feeling good.

Brooke turned around to face away from Dean now. She lowered her ass on to his lap and started grinding him once again. Dean’s cock still in his pants but sandwiched between her ass cheeks.

Dean couldn’t handle it any more. His body tensed up and his cock unloaded in his pants. Brooke just made him cum from a lap dance. Brooke could feel it happen, she immediately stood up and chuckled in Dean’s face. She slapped him across the face and with a smile on her face, she said “you’re welcome!”

Brooke turned her attention back to Ron. Dean could see a wet spot forming on his own pants from his cum, he grabbed a pillow to cover himself.

Ron handed her the cash for Dean’s lap dance and then pulls out an even larger amount of cash that looked like all hundreds. “The usual?” He asked Brooke. “Of course baby,” she responds and grabs him by the hand to lead him somewhere. Ron sticks some of the cash in the front of her thong and turns to Dean, “don’t wait up.”

Brooke and Ron walked away, Dean watched as Brooke led Ron to a back room. They opened the door and stepped inside. From what Dean could see the room had a bed. Before the door was shut, Dean could see Brooke kneeling down in front of Ron grasping his waistband before Ron shut the door.

Dean wasn’t sure what to do now, Ron was gone and Dean didn’t have to funds to enjoy a place like this, also there was the situation with his cum filled pants. He awkwardly stayed about 15 minutes before calling it quits, there was no way Ron was coming back so he had to figure out another way home.

Dean called an Uber and went home.