STRIPPER LOOKING FOR WAYS TO MAKE MORE MONEY - PT 1 - BROOKE WORKS THE STAGE

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Brooke had only been stripping for eight months.

She’d been on her own since she was nineteen, and now that she was in her late twenties, she found herself struggling to find and maintain any type of work that would support her sufficiently.

As a teenager, she had been totally uninterested in school, so she barely managed to graduate. After that.... with little ambition, and no practical skills... she had bounced from one menial retail or restaurant job to another, until she finally decided to try topless dancing.

Actually, the manager at the last restaurant where she’d worked suggested it to her when he fired her for always arriving late and being a shitty waitress... right after he fucked her for the last time in the cooler at the back of the kitchen.

Brooke was kind of pissed... not because she got fired... she hated that job... but because he waited until after he’d fucked her before telling her.

Then... when she’d had some time to think about what he’d suggested, she figured he was probably right.

She knew she was fairly attractive... although not ‘pretty’ in the classical sense... but she had a nice, curvy body, with big, natural 35E boobs on a slender body that seemed to catch the attention of every bad boy who set eyes on them, so... in retrospect... stripping seemed like a good fit.

So the following day she drove over to ‘The G-Spot’... the most popular strip club in the area... and applied to be a dancer. After giving the owner a boob-job in his office.... until he blew a load of cum all over her chin and tits during the interview.... she got the job, and began working as a topless dancer the next day.

Brooke figured out pretty quickly that working daytimes at the strip club during the week made the most sense for her. She’d tried working nights and weekends, but realized immediately that... even with her impressive boobs... she wasn’t quite attractive enough... and probably worse... she didn’t have the hustling, ‘killer’ instinct to compete with the ‘top shelf’ girls who blanketed the night-time and weekend customers.

Besides, she preferred to spend her nights clubbing, and her weekends shopping and lounging by the pool at her apartment complex.

Unfortunately for Brooke, she also liked expensive things... handbags, dresses, shoes... she even drove a heavily financed BMW.

And to make matters worse, she always picked the wrong type of guys to be with... not only did they always cheat on her, but one of them even got her hooked on cocaine.

Brooke liked to think of it as a ‘habit’, rather than an ‘addiction’, because she could usually make a gram last several days... sometimes a whole week... just taking one or two bumps a day. But in those moments when she was being honest with herself, she had to admit that whenever she ran out of the stuff, she craved it... bad... so she would go to see her dealer about once or twice a week... depending on how good her days at the club had been.

So, Brooke found herself at ‘The G-Spot’... another typical lunch-time crowd... on another typical Tuesday.

There were several customers sitting at tables around the room, although most of them were there for the free buffet... and the thrill of watching naked tits bounce around on-stage, while paying and tipping as little as possible.

Very few of the week-day customers were big spenders... but occasionally the week-day dancers could encourage these guys to shell out a few extra dollars after they’d eaten the free food and gotten hot and bothered by the jiggling tits and twerking butts.

Club rules were pretty lax during the week, and usually went totally unenforced during the lunch-time crowds... so, the dancers knew that pretty much ‘anything goes’ when it came to making a few bucks.

While onstage, Brooke would sometimes brazenly expose her bald pussy... hoping to coax an extra $5 from whoever was standing by the stage.

Since the floor manager didn’t really pay much attention, she’d also walk around the room with her naked tits out... swaying and jiggling around.... her nipples stiff and inviting.... trying to drum up interest for a trip to the VIP room.

On especially slow days, Brooke could sometimes persuade a guy to pay her $10 for a handjob under the table in one of the darker corners. The club owner and manager knew the girls did that on occasion, and they didn’t seem to care... as long as the cleaning crew mopped up the messes under the tables before the night-time shift arrived... then again after the club shut down for the night.

In the private VIP rooms, Brooke knew she could give a guy a blowjob, or a quick fuck, for $25 or $50... although during the week, those customers were a little harder to come by.

On this particular Tuesday, Brooke was taking her turn on-stage... and since it was her second song, she was completely naked... except for a tiny g-string that barely covered anything. It was pulled up tight, so that it was totally hidden in the crack between her ass cheeks, and there was only a 1” sliver of cloth attempting to cover her pussy lips and clitoris.

As she was gyrating and writhing around the stage... shaking her heavy breasts and pulling on her own nipples to make them stand at attention... one of the lunch-time guys walked up to the stage, holding a single dollar bill in his hand.

In these situations, the stripper would usually ‘dance’ their way over to the guy standing by the stage so the customer could slip the bill into her g-string, while they got a close-up look at their jiggling boobs.... so that’s exactly what Brooke did.

The guy was dressed in khaki’s and a short-sleeved dress shirt... Brooke thought he looked like he might be an accountant, or maybe a contract analyst... something like that.

As she approached the edge of the stage, she toyed with the flap of material covering her vagina, and said, “If you can scrape together another $5, I’ll pull this aside and let you take a nice, long look at my naked pussy.... what do you think?”

His eyebrows shot up... and with his eyes locked onto her fingers teasing the piece of cloth between her legs... he quickly pulled out his wallet and snatched a $5 dollar bill from his billfold... holding it up so she could see it, with an awkward grin plastered on his face.

When he pulled out his wallet, Brooke could see that he only had a couple of tens and some singles left in his billfold, so she knew he wasn’t a candidate for one of the VIP rooms at the back of the club.

After he reached out and slipped the five dollar bill into her g-string, Brooke slid right to the edge of the stage ... spread her legs... and pulled the little flap of cloth covering her pink gash to the side... holding it there while he gawked at her slightly gaping pussy lips.

She slowly rocked her hips, so that her tits swayed gently back and forth, and the light reflected on her slightly moist vagina... as the guy’s eyes darted back and forth between her wobbling breasts, and her totally bald twat.

Brooke got a kick out of the silly grin on the guy’s face... he was almost drooling... as he watched her exposed pussy undulate about two feet in front of his face.

With a grin of her own, she put her left foot up onto one of his shoulders, making the movement of her hips and the proximity of her steaming cunt seem even more personal... almost private.

She glanced down at his crotch... noticing the impressive lump growing between his legs and creating a bit of a tent as it draped down one pant leg. She chuckled softly to herself.... he may be a week-day customer with little money, but he appeared to be packing a pretty decent-sized cock.

When the song ended, she pulled her foot off of the guy’s shoulder, but left her legs spread wide, as she leaned forward and gave him a peck on the cheek for tipping her.

She watched him return to his table in one of the darker corners of the room... unconsciously adjusting his stiff boner through his pants as he walked away from the stage.

Brooke grabbed her tips and discarded clothes... walked down the steps leading from the stage... then followed him to where he was sitting near the back of the club... leaving her heavy breasts and stiff nipples exposed... with a jiggling, sexy bounce to them... as she made her way to his table in her 6” heels, wearing only her ‘barely-there’ g-string panties.

She plopped herself down onto the chair right next to his... her big boobs wobbling and swinging about, as they settled on her chest. She put her clothes onto an empty chair at the table, then leaned up against the guy and started mewling and purring... thanking him for the ‘generous tip’ at the stage.

Her firm nipples poked into his right arm, as she pressed the flesh of her tits up against his bicep... obviously getting his attention.

With her right hand, she reached under the table and found his fully erect cock... still shoved down one leg of his slacks. He smiled nervously, as Brooke began running her fingertips along the entire length of his surprisingly long shaft... then gently squeezed it, and fondled the bulbous tip through his pants, as she decided to see if she could coax another $10 out of him.

“That was so kind of you to tip me on-stage... it’s nice to know that someone appreciates what we do up there.”

Stammering a bit, and staring intently at her breasts pressing against his arm, he nodded and said, “I-I-It was m-my pleasure.”

Still stroking and caressing his engorged prick through his slacks, Brooke smiled... then leaned her soft boobs even more into him, as she whispered into his ear, “If you can find another $10 in your wallet, I’ll pull this bad boy out and stroke him until you explode....” Then she looked into his eyes and smiled, before adding, “Would you like that?”

The guy’s eyebrows rose in surprise, and he seemed to be at a loss for words.... but managed to nod, as he quickly pulled out his wallet... extracted one of the tens he had in his billfold... then handed it to Brooke with an anticipative grin.

Brooke took the money with her left hand... then nibbled on his ear, as she used her right hand to unzip his pants and pull out his fully erect hard-on. She smiled to herself, again, when she felt how big it was... then began gliding her warm hand up and down the rigid shaft... as the guy closed his eyes and started moaning softly.

She picked up the pace... stroking his boner in earnest from base to tip... and spending a little extra time rubbing little circles around the mushroom-shaped head.

The guy didn’t last long.... with a low grunt, he jerked his hips into her pumping fist, then blasted several ropes of white, creamy cum onto the floor beneath their table.

“Oooohhhh... eh... eh... yeah... fuck, yeah... keep going... just like that... eh... eh... aaaaahhhhhhh... fuck, yeeeeaaaahhhhh... aaaaahhhhhhhh... ooooooohhhhhhh... God, that feels good... hmmmmmmmm..”

Brooke smiled as she continued jerking his cock for another minute, or so... watching a grin crease his face, as he murmured and moaned his pleasure... until his nutsack was empty and warm jizzm was pouring over her fingers, like lava from a volcano.... dripping into the puddle he’d already made on the floor between his feet.

When he was finally done cumming, she used a napkin from the table to wipe off her hand... then she shoved his cock back into his pants, pulled up his zipper, stashed the $10 in her purse, and gave him another peck on the cheek, saying into his ear, “Maybe you’ll come see me again sometime?”

With glazed eyes, he nodded... and in between several deep breaths, mumbled, “Sure... I’d like that...”

She got up and walked the circuit around the club... leaving her boobs out so they could sway and bounce as she made her way around the room... with only her g-string covering what little it could between her legs... hoping to find another customer she could entice into spending a little more money.

Unfortunately, there weren’t many to choose from, and those who might’ve been interested already had a girl on their laps. So she made her way over to the bar... not bothering to put her skimpy outfit back on... and plopped herself onto a bar stool next to one of the other dancers.

The other girl, Rachel, had just come from one of the VIP rooms, where she’d given a customer a blowjob and collected her twenty-five bucks. As Brooke sat down, Rachel ordered a whiskey from the bartender.

When he handed her the drink, she looked over at Brooke and said, “This is the only thing that gets the taste out of my mouth.”

As Rachel sipped on her drink, Brooke complained about “another slow day”, then mentioned that she needed to find a way to make more money, since the “rent was due this week”... although both she and Rachel knew that what she really wanted was money to go shopping or to buy some coke.

They’d talked many times since Brooke started working at the club, and Rachel was well-aware of Brooke’s arrangement with her landlord... whereby she’d fuck him twice a week... in the evening after she finished up at the club, and before his wife got home from work... in return for paying very little rent each month.

Rachel finished her drink, then shook her head and made a face, saying, “God, I hate the taste of this shit... but it’s better than cum.”

Then she looked over at Brooke and said, “Hey... if you need to make some money, I may have something you’d be interested in. Makia and I are doing a ‘Casino Night’ party being thrown by the Knights of Columbus this weekend.... Tara usually goes with us, but she and her husband are visiting family in Florida, so she’s out.... you want to fill in?”

Brooke looked interested, and asked, “What the hell’s a Knights of Columbus ‘Casino Night’?”

Rachel smiled and said, “It’s just a bunch of married guys throwing a party and taking a break from their wives.... drinking and gambling away a bunch of money,” then laughed and added, “And probably losing most of it... but it’s all for charity, so no one really cares. It’s just a raucous group of guys... doing what guys do when they get a night off from their wives.”

Brooke looked a less interested, and said, “Hmm.... so, where do we come in?”

Rachel chuckled and replied, “Well... they love to have naked women walking around while they drink and gamble... and about half of the guys will end up fucking one or more of us... or get a blowjob... before the night is over.”

Brooke was looking even less interested, when Rachel smiled broadly and added, “The gig pays really well.... and these guys are pretty rich, so they’re huge tippers.”

Then she reached out and grabbed both of Brooke’s boobs, squeezing them softly with both hands, and said, “And with tits like these, you’re gonna be a big hit.”

Hearing this last comment, Brooke grinned at Rachel... then returned the favor by reaching out and grabbing both of her tits, in turn, and said, “If they’re rich... and big tippers... I’m definitely in.”

As the “Casino Night” weekend approached, Rachel and Brooke discussed the logistics, and decided it would be easiest if they met at the club... then they’d drive over to the Knights of Columbus hall together, along with Makia, who was going to be the third girl at the event.

Brooke had the biggest car, so she and Rachel agreed that all three of them would meet in the club’s parking lot, and that Brooke would drive them all to the event hall.

On her way to The G-Spot to pick up the other girls on Saturday evening, Brooke decided to stop at her dealer’s house... she needed a bump badly, and it was right on the way, so.... why not?

When she arrived at Darren’s house, she parked in front of his house... then walked up to the front door, and knocked.

Alex... one of Darren’s lieutenants... opened the door... saw it was Brooke... then stood aside so she could step inside.

Once he had closed the door behind her, he said, “Stay here.... I need to search you.... like always.”

This happened every time Brooke went to buy coke, and everybody involved knew it was a farce. Alex just liked to feel up all the girls that came to Darren’s house to buy his drugs.... and Darren didn’t care one way or the other, so Alex kept doing it.

Brooke stood with her arms out from her sides, while Alex stood behind her and ran his hands up and down her torso... he squeezed her ass cheeks... then reached around from behind and grabbed both of her boobs.

Brooke let him fondle her tits for a few seconds, then pushed his hands away and said... “For fuck sake, Alex... enough already.”

Alex laughed and said, “Not yet, girl”, as he move around in front of her, and reached between her legs to grab a handful of pussy.

Brooke shook her head with an exasperated look on her face, as she let Alex feel around between her legs for few more seconds.

When he finally released her twat, he said, “OK... go ahead... he’s in the living room.”

Brooke found Darren sitting in the middle of his sofa, watching a basketball game on TV. He nodded at her as she entered the room, then waved her over to where he was sitting.

“How much you need, girl?”

Brooke said, “The usual... just a gram... I can make that last until next week.”

“It’s gone up again... the price is $120.”

Brooke exclaimed, “What the fuck, Darren... that’s too much! I only have $90... that’s what it cost the last time.”

“You know how this works, girl... the price is what it is...”

Then Darren grinned at Brooke and said, “I’ll tell you what...,” he unzipped his pants and pulled out his rather large prick.... then eyeing the nipple bumps in her shirt, and slowly stroking his thick shaft, he added, “You go ahead and suck my cock, and the price is $90... just for you.”

Brooke grumbled and swore, as she frowned and considered her predicament. She looked over at Alex, who was grinning like a fool, as he leaned against the door frame by the foyer... watching and listening to what was happening in the living room.

Darren laughed and said, “Don’t worry about him... just worry about me.... $90 bucks... yes or no?”

Brooke reluctantly nodded... stepped over to where Darren sat and knelt in between his knees. He spread his legs a little wider... then clasped his hands behind his head and closed his eyes, as Brooke leaned forward and sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth.

She began bobbing her head up and down... sucking and licking the head of Darren’s growing boner... while using one hand to stroke his stiffening pole, and the other one to fondle his fleshy nutsack...hoping to encourage a quick release.

Darren moaned and mumbled, “That’s it... just like that... fuck, girl... you’re good at this...”

Brooke could hear Alex chuckling across the room as he watched his boss get a blowjob from another one of his customers. This actually happened with several of the girls who bought coke from Darren... especially the decent looking ones with big boobs.

It didn’t take too long before Darren’s breath started to catch, as a climax began building between his legs. He rocked his hips into every one of Brooke’s downward motions... then took one hand from behind his head and grabbed the hair at the base of her neck... making her suck and jerk his erection more forcefully as his eruption became imminent.

After a few more strokes, Darren threw his head back and groaned, as an intense, explosive orgasm crashed through him... cum spewing from the tip of his cock.

“Ah... ah... yeah... keep going... keep going... eh... eh... aaaaaaahhhhhhhh... fuck, yeeeeaaahhhhhh... damn, girl... aaaahhhhhhhhhhh... fucking incredible.... hmmmmmmmm...”

He held Brooke’s head in place as he pounded his engorged prick in and out her mouth... blasting stream after stream of hot, slimy splooge against the back of her throat.... forcing her to swallow all of it, although some managed to spill out from around the edge of his pumping hard-on.

He kept rocking his hips and sliding his thick boner in and out of Brooke’s mouth until his nutsack was finally empty, and his climax began to fade.

“Holy shit, Brooke... that was fucking amazing. God, I love your blowjobs.”

Brooke pulled her mouth off of Darren’s dick... still hard, even after blowing a massive wad down her throat... and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

Darren grinned at Brooke as she wiped some of his cum from her chin, and said, “Okay, girl... go ahead and clean me off... then put it away... that was fucking worth it.”

As Brooke did what he said, Darren looked over at Alex and said, “Grab a bag out of the safe.”

After Brooke shoved his cock back into his pants and pulled up his zipper, Darren laughed and said, “You can pay Alex on the way out.”

Then, just as she was about to stand up, he grabbed a handful of Brooke’s hair and forced her face up until her eyes met his, adding, “But now you know that the price has gone up... I don’t mind doing this every once in a while just for fun, but if you keep coming up short, you’ll have to find another dealer... comprendes?”

Brooke dropped her eyes to the floor and nodded, then stood up and walked over to the foyer, where she gave Alex her ninety bucks as he handed her a bag of coke... then reached out and squeezed both of her tits one last time, as she turned and headed out the door.

When she got out to her car, she laid out a line on the back of her hand... took a bump... then drove over to the club to pick up the other strippers.

She was pretty sure it was going to be a long night.