The following story is fictional, and involves rough sex and lesbian sex. It also has interracial content some might object to. This story takes a little bit to get to the sex, but this is about a girl and her life, AND her sexual adventures. So I hope you enjoy it, if not skip ahead a bit :)
If you do not enjoy erotic stories involving sexual material I suggest you move on.
When something good finally happened-
This story takes place after Vixxen Ch. 05: Moving on with Life. Vixxen continued to work on stage as an exotic dancer, and after the events of the last story struggled with the temptation and money involved in escorting.
Vixxen was spending five days a week in the gym, lifting weights, and attending yoga and cross fit classes. She began looking for part time work outside of the strip club in effort to find something different to do for a living.
This story takes place a few months after the events of the last story.
This is where the story continues-
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Vixxen was working four nights and no afternoons at the club now, spending more time in the gym and at dance then before.
Most dancers were required to work one afternoon, however that shift was not a big money maker, and Vixxen had enough of a local following to be able to decline to work during the day. She would pick up a fifth night or day every now and again when asked, but it wasn't common.
Vixxen began looking for another way to pay the bills. She did not prostitute herself or use drugs, but it was very common among strippers, and she did not want to fall into that in the future.
She felt the temptation of the money she could make if she were willing to have sex for money. She enjoyed sex, and never really got tired of it, and she was single, without any attachments to worry about being unfaithful to. But she could never get over the label whore, and that it would absolutely apply if she went down that road.
She didn't have the education to be a fitness instructor or the skill and knowledge to be a dance instructor. Leaving yoga, but the world only needs so many yoga instructors. Vixxen filled in as a yoga and dance instructor, however full time work as either just wasn't going to happen.
Vixxen obtained her GED, and then considered any other sort of work that would pay the bills, but when she looked at what she qualified for, the money just wasn't close to enough.
How could she leave a job that paid as much as hers did in a few nights, and go to one that might pay a third of what she made now, but that required 40 hours of work?
Vixxen heard a lot of offers when she danced for men and women. Most were creepy, and all were surely too good to be true. Almost all were a bit insulting, the "save the poor stripper from the stripper life" sort of thing.
She wanted to do something else, but she made more money than many of her customers, what did they plan on saving her from?
She would get offers to model, but none of the business cards she got lined up with anything professional on the internet. She heard a suggestion to be a fitness model, but she did some research and there was not much money in it, and that there wasn't much work and a lot of models.
She had an offer to be an actress, and was told it was based on how she looked more than acting ability, that she could take classes and learn on the job. The acting gig was sold as being soft core pornography, which she had seen plenty of and she thought she would be fine with. However when she went to the "casting office" it was just a motel room, and not an expensive one at that.
The casting agent presented a naked man and told her there were not really jobs for black women in soft core. She was asked to get the guy hard and fuck him in front of them, that this would be her first gig and pay $300. They started to get into how the rate was lower if she wanted him to wear a condom, and higher if he could fuck her ass or cum in her mouth.
Yeah fuck that.
She told them to fuck off and left, she wasn't going anywhere near pornography.
When she looked into traditional modeling she was told her boobs and ass were too big, and that she was too fat. When she looked at lingerie and swimsuit modeling she was told she was too muscular, that she was too fat.
So she had a body for pornography it seemed, so acting was off of the table. Somehow a muscular woman with visible abs was too fat for modeling, so that was off the table as well.
She was told she could go to LA and get into fitness modelling there and work as a background dancer in videos until she found something better. However a little bit of research showed what that entails, which appeared to be whoring herself out to rappers and then shaking her ass in the background. And no money to speak of.
At some point things had to get easier didn't they?
Vixxen was constantly learning more about nutrition and exercise, in trying to keep improving her body. She ended up limiting cardio to only yoga and dance, while maintaining the weight lifting and kept adjusting her diet as she fine tuned her physique.
She no longer had sharply defined abs, she still had visible abs, just not the shredded abs that men did not seem to enjoy as much in exotic dancing. Her features were softer and it had the pleasant impact of slightly rounding her ass a little, and of adding a small amount of size to her breasts, and a little more natural looking jiggle to them.
Vixxen and a couple of friends from dance class took a vacation to Las Vegas, and having never been Vixxen was excited to see the place. She wanted to let it all go for a week, so she took $8,000 in cash for the trip.
They stayed at a hotel called the Encore that opened the year before, and let her cares and worries go for the week.
Vixxen didn't gamble very often. So she didn't win often and did not like leaving her hard earned money with someone else. She did enjoy the casino environment, the workout facilities were good, and the food options could actually be pretty healthy.
One night she talked her friends into visiting a high end strip club, she dressed up in one of the tight fitting dresses she might wear to a club back home, and they arranged for a free limo ride to the club.
It was something completely different from what Vixxen had seen. The main floor was massive, and there were more dancers and customers than she had ever seen. And good lord were the dancers beautiful.
It was a new experience for Vixxen's friends, but not for her, she was home. She met a few dancers, bought a few drinks for them and enjoyed the company of first rate beautiful dancers.
Vixxen ended up paying for a one hour VIP session with one of the dancers who she felt a good connection with, an amazing woman named Sapphire, to see how the other side lived so to speak.
Sapphire was beautiful. She wasn't as tall as Vixxen but she was very well built and was very sexy. Sapphire was about 5'5", with dirty blonde shoulder length hair, a muscular body, and very nice boobs. They were about the same size as Vixxen's which made them a bit large for Sapphire's frame, and they were not of the same quality, so they were easy to see as fake. But they were very nice to look at.
She walked Vixxen into the private room, and it was nice. It had a curtain that closed, and had a bed and a comfortable looking sofa, and was pretty well appointed.
Sapphire treated Vixxen well, but then girl girl dances always went a bit further than dances with guys. Sapphire was beautiful, she smelled wonderful, and her touch had an impact on Vixxen.
As Sapphire touched Vixxen with her hands and body, Vixxen started to get hot, she could feel her pussy start to respond. She started to touch Sapphire in a more personal way during the dance.
Sapphire could smell Vixxen get horny, and it was an intoxicating aroma. As she danced for Vixxen she started to undress both herself and Vixxen. Not too long into their time together both women were only wearing thongs, and she was looking Vixxen in the eyes, their mouths millimeters apart it seemed, while rubbing their breasts on one another.
There wasn't any sex, but Sapphire did end up sucking on Vixxen's boobs, and they were face to face at the end, scissoring each other hard. Both of their thongs wet, each of them very horny.
Vixxen wasn't a lesbian, she didn't really even think of herself as bisexual, but this dancer was smoking hot. They kissed, they fondled each other, and they sucked each other's boobs.
Sapphire wanted to do more, Vixxen wanted her to do more, but it stopped short of what they both desired. Vixxen wasn't a lesbian, and Sapphire did not want to get fired if the wrong bouncer walked in on them.
They drank champagne and talked, and went at it again. And when they were done Vixxen was considering another hour when Sapphire gave Vixxen her number, she told her if Vixxen was going to remain in town she would love to hang out away from the club.
Vixxen slept in, but texted Sapphire just after a late breakfast, and broke away from her friends to meet her. Sapphire met her in the casino attached to the hotel Vixxen was in, and then took her on a tour of the strip. Sapphire drove a very nice sports car, and the tour ended at Sapphire's house, in her bedroom.
Sapphire's bed was amazing, the biggest Vixxen had ever seen, with incredibly soft white bedding, and actual fucking mirrors on the ceiling. "Who in the hell has mirrors on the ceiling?" Vixxen thought to herself.
"What do you think of Vegas Vixxen?" Sapphire asked, "I think that you enjoyed last night, but has everyone else treated you well?"