The Stripper Boyfriend

By Chavez Christian

Economic difficulties are the cause of Raúl having to work as a stripper, at first his girlfriend is scared and does not trust this profession, which will clean up his accounts, but it will also become quite an adventure. An adventure that will test the love between the two.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alexandra Rago
• Release date: Feb 27, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215331392

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The Stripper Boyfriend

The Stripper Boyfriend

Author: Chavez Christian

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- His fucking mother, the one who's messing up!

The place was a real party of sexually crazy and uninhibited women, who danced and cheered to the same rhythm as the group of strippers who, on stage, were finishing off an outstanding performance.

Raúl, Lara's boyfriend, was the loosest and most shameless of the five dancers: the center of most of the looks and most of the barbaric things that were heard in the room. She, Lara, was at the back of the bar, in the darkest part of the place, spying on him. She had gone with Paula, her best friend.

It's hard to see him... Lara commented, after taking her drink and giving it a sip with a half-lost look. There's nothing he hasn't told me, but it's not easy to see... Gang of wolves! There are many of them who really fucked him and it's not easy to see how Raúl laughs at them and plays around. Look, look, look!! That one is feeling dick! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Lara began to hyperventilate.

- For for! What's up a ticket...

It was not easy to distinguish but, of course, that was not a dollar bill of the kind that was bought for euros in the store. It wasn't green but rather brown. It had all the appearance of being a fifty-euro bill that, after a brief rubbing, a woman was holding Raúl on his hip with the elastic of his thong.

- I've seen enough. Let's go -Lara was really nervous.

Went home. Along the way, the conversation with Paula turned to the fears that everything she had just seen caused her. The thing about the ticket also worried him and, in the conversation, the word prostitution was heard.

Talk to him tonight, Paula said as she stopped the car in front of Lara's house. He tells you things. And listens to you...

Raul was a good guy. Lara and he had been dating for a couple of years, when he started working as a stripper. Initially it had been a desperate measure to earn money and, after a year and some healthy accounts, the job was maintained, because it had been assumed in the relationship. It was just annoying enough and it was a situation that made up for the money it generated.

Lara had a hard time accepting it when, a year or so ago, the issue was put on the table. There were a couple of months of great tension between the two of them, which, in the end, was accepted as the lesser evil and the only viable solution to their problems. Lara ended up accepting that Raúl became a stripper but, to try not to think about it, she did not want to know anything about it. And, although when Raúl started working at the place, he did not tell him to come whenever he wanted to see what he was doing, Lara had never gone.

Until now...

Raúl had been able to clean up his finances and then improve both of them and, in addition, his own state of mind had improved. The local thing was no more than four nights a month, Fridays, and, although at first he had to swallow with schedules that ended at dawn, Raúl had managed to sift through his performances and had designed a schedule to his liking. A schedule with which, in addition, he finished early enough to be able to finish Friday at home with his girlfriend before going to bed.

Things began to seem strange to Lara when, without increasing work hours much, Raúl began to bring in even more money. The explanation that her boyfriend gave her was that she was becoming popular in the local and that, therefore, the tips were increasing. This will be a little over a month ago. In his explanations, Raúl also told him that he had also begun to do private shows at the venue and that this left him a little more money.

That thing about private passes set off Lara's alarms. And, although Raúl had sworn and sworn that everything was fine and under control, the truth is that she had spent the last month restless and, little by little, had ended up poisoning herself. That non-existence was the one that caused her to go to the premises to spy on her boyfriend.

And it seems she's not lying, Lara replied to her friend before saying goodbye to her with a couple of kisses and getting out of the car.

Lara still didn't know what was so special about private shows, she hadn't endured the stress of a show by her boy on stage and she couldn't see anything else. But he felt he had enough information to calm down. In Raúl's self-confidence on stage, he had also thought he saw confidence and security. And Lara wanted to trust too.

He went up to his house, put on his pajamas and threw himself on the sofa to watch TV. Raúl arrived shortly after. He was never entertained after work. After a while, after her boyfriend had also made himself comfortable and the warmth of the home had flooded their moods with its presence, Lara brought up the subject.

- Today I saw you as a fireman. I went with Paula -he sounded in the middle of the calm.

- And why didn't you tell me you were going? Raúl answered after slowly turning his head to face his girlfriend.

Lara took a long time to open her mouth.

- Have you gone to spy on me? Don't you trust me? Lara...

The truth is that Rafa did not get nervous when Lara told him that she had been at the premises, he did not react as if he had something to hide. It didn't seem like there was and that immediately reassured Lara.

- No! No! she replied, waving her hands to stop them as she began to speak again. Well... Yes, but no. Give me a second to find the words... We went to see you because I didn't understand the money thing and I needed to start seeing it with my own eyes... And I think I understand it now, but there are things that escape me... Ok, it seems that you are really famous and valued, but... Was it a fifty napos bill that they put in your thong?

And Raúl, who knows his girl well, knew what discontent he perceived in her.

- Oh! That's why your face...

That's why your face is, Lara mocked. Uncle! That girl has rubbed your dick well.

- That aunt gave me fifty bucks for rubbing against a part of my body. As if he wanted to rub my back, chest or legs...

But it was the dick, Lara insisted annoyed.

-One more piece of skin that, in each case, only matters what you want to care about... Look, Lara, you know I can't stand having my ears touched, but if someone stands in front of me with a ticket 50 euros in exchange for touching them, do you think I wouldn't let him? Well, if it is a circumstance in which it falls, I decide how long and how they are going to touch my ears for fifty euros. Whoever wants to play will have their reasons, I set the conditions.

- So, if he shows you a hundred bill, you let him put his hand under the thong, right?

- Just because I put the conditions, doesn't mean I don't consult them with you. And, at the moment, I'm not doing anything that we didn't talk about back in the day. Lara!... What really worries you?

Lara bit her lip and didn't answer because she still didn't dare say the name of her ghost out loud. And, just as fear was seen on his face, anger was also seen in his eyes. She knew that Raúl was right and she couldn't reproach him for anything but, on the other hand, the sense of ownership she had over that cock filled her with a jealousy that justified her anger.

They are the perks of the trade, Raúl continued telling him. You come across situations that require a special response and today, when that woman showed me the ticket, I understood that I wasn't going to get it for free... But I also know how far I'm willing to go and what I'm worth. That I have to let them rub my dick for fifty euros? It's a good price if I decide for how long. And, if you've noticed, it hasn't been much exactly... Lara... It's just work and I decide how far. I know it's delicate, but you don't have to be afraid. I love you...

- Are you sure you didn't like it? Because what a package there was under the thong.

- Get naked right now! -Raúl gave Lara no choice and, as he told her to undress, he stood up and undressed himself.

Lara took the couple of seconds it took Raúl to take off his clothes to react. Then, without thinking twice, he took Lara by the elastic band of her pajama pants and, also hooking the thong with his fingers, he pulled them. Lara was lying on the sofa and her clothes passed easily under her ass. When he saw the impetus with which Raúl was acting, he let himself be done.

After stripping her from the waist down, Raúl took her by the hips to make her sit up. So it was he who sat on the sofa and the one who was in charge of directing his girl to mount him. He inserted his erect cock into her pussy and, after a few seconds of rubbing, Lara began to lubricate her enough so that the