This is a story of an adventure I did not even know I was about to embark on with my girl friend of 2 years. As a fairly new couple in our mid-twenties, our sex life is great. I enjoy fucking her daily and the feeling is mutual. You can call me Mark. I am 6'' tall, medium build and my cock is just about 8 inches but not quite. My girlfriend, Dana is simply amazing. First off she is 5 foot 6 inches tall. Her breasts fit well in a 36C bra and she has nice blonde hair. She's shaped like an hour glass: Any guy in his right mind would not dare stop to check her out from her plump tits down to her small waist and down further to her busty hips and ass. She's a perfect fuck and we are very much in love.
We are currently both working our way through college living in a studio apartment. It gets hard sometimes, especially in this day in age where the economy shows no mercy to us. Sitting at the kitchen table and budgeting for the next weeks living we find ourselves stressed out. This usually leads us to the bedroom. We release all the worries in the world during sex. Dana loves it when I pick her up and throw her to the bed. I almost always pin her down to the bed and take her as she watches us in the mirror behind me. We try a plethora of positions and ways of having sex just to have some variety in our sex life. Our next step was to use some sex toys in the bedroom but we could not afford to buy them. We were content with this because we both felt that we did not need them anyway. Making love to each other was enough for the both of us. Until one day...
Like I said, the economy was beating us down. Keeping our moral up was a task in itself. Little arguments took place and less sex as well. We needed more money to survive but we had no solutions. Dana's friend Rachel tried to talk her into stripping on the side. Dana decided to consider the option and talk it over with me. I told her that I was really uncomfortable with her showing off her body like that to other men. I thought to myself, that I did not mind her showing off her lushes curves in public. She usually dressed in moderately revealing clothing. She immediately backed off the idea and I thanked her for loving us both enough to consider it and talk it over.
A few weeks later it was another one of those nights sitting at the kitchen table budgeting our next week together. College tuition and the price of living keeps us bound to the almighty dollar. We were beginning to take on too much debt. It was enough to keep us very worried and on edge all the time. It was such a dire situation that I she brought up stripping again for money. I paused for about two minutes to think it over in my mind. Then I stood up and picked up Dana. I carried her to the bedroom. We had the roughest sex that we have ever experienced. All that stress was being released with each trust inside of her. With her thick legs in the air and my juicy cock inside her, she whispered in my ear: "So what do you think? Should I dance?". I could not think at a time like this but I answered anyway: "Yes, yes, yess". I unloaded myself deep inside her and then we fell asleep together.
The next night Dana was not home. She must have already began dancing that night. I did not want to go to the club and watch. I could not stomach watching other men stick money in skimpy underwear. She would come home with rolls of cash. Her hot body was helping us stay out of debt and live more comfortably. It got to the point where we were finally able to buy some sex toys: a cock ring and 6 inch vibrator. We used those toys frequently each week,
I decided that I was going to visit Dana at the strip club one day. She was the main attraction in the club. I had no clue. Men of all ages were flocking in to get off on my girlfriends sweet tits and busty ass. She looked amazing in her high heals and wrapped our that stripper pole. I watched her open up her legs to men all night. The best part was that I was the one taking her home that night and fucking her. The rest of them could only beat off later on.
Life was good with Dana being a stripper until her friend Rachel tried to talk her into having sex for money. I could not believe when Dana came to me with this proposition. We weren't struggling to make ends meet anymore, so I could not understand why she wanted to make more money fucking other men. I told her "Absolutely not." I would start stripping before she became an escort. She took the refusal very well and said, "Okay baby, just a thought. I don't want us to be struggling in the future." I assured her that we would not and that I was grateful for her stripping ever night to make us both a good living. She responded "I actually really enjoying dancing every night and helping us both pay the bills." I was so happy that I fucked her on top of the kitchen table. I thrusted inside her so much that the old rickety table broke. But we kept on fucking on top of it until we both came.
