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I Did It For The Money
Ah, the things we do for money. They say that "money is the root of all evil." Maybe that's so. What kinds dastardly deeds have you engaged in for a buck or two? Confess your dollar driven sins with us here and now.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Lesbian Female / 37

    I am 37 and I am getting married to a 'friend'. He is 52, divorced. It is a convenience thing, I get insurance, a house and car, and money. He gets an understanding wife who won't give him shit because he likes strippers, hell I like strippers, and some sweet young thing as an overnighter. He just likes me a lot.

    I also agreed to give him sex. Not that I have never had man sex, but not my first preference. I would like permission for a sweet young thing for an overnighter, but for now it is him, not some young thing. It is a money thing, he supports me, I am a nice younger wife, a couple of kids, and too dumb to see that he goes to strip joints. Yes, kids are my thing, I am getting married so I can have my kids. The clock is ticking louder and louder so it's now or never.

    My first sex with him was like your dentist appointment but that's where kids come from.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 29

    I was sorry for myself.

    I got in trouble in college for providing alcohol to some sixteen year olds who had a wreck and they came looking for me. My father paid a lot of money to a lawyer who negotiated a plea and I was given five years probation and 2000 hours of community work. I dropped out of college because I couldn't do both, the community service rap took all of my time. Working at the Food Bank on Saturdays I met a woman, she was 32 who hit on me and wanted to make out with me. I was lonely and desperate and feeling sorry for myself and I let her kiss me and grab my boobs and suck on my boobs. That is how I became her girlfriend and I ended up having sex with her and moving in with her.

    Move forward four years, I was no longer doing community service and I was trying to re-enroll in college but all I could do was get into community college. I was in the dumps and my relationship was in the cellar. My mother's friend, an Architect was without help because of a divorce and my mother told me to talk to him, I could move in with him and in return for room and board I could look after his house. She had talked to him and he agreed on the condition that I stopped seeing 'that woman'.

    Once in his house he asked me what I had to trade. I didn't understand and he said if I gave him my pussy he would give me food, if I gave him my pussy he would give me a place to sleep, if I gave him my pussy he would pay for school. I told him to fuck off and went to my grandmothers for the night. She sent me back to him and told me to give him my pussy because that is all I had to trade. Get myself pregnant and stick him with a kid, two can play at the game. With a kid he had to take care of the kid and the mother, that's how the game is played. While I was at it, stick him with two kids, little girls are best but one of each will do.

    I went back and gave him pussy and he gave me food and a place to sleep and paid for my school and he got royally pissed when I told him he had made me pregnant. Try any test you want I told him, I have never fucked a guy before, only him and he was the daddy and I was happy for it. You wanted pussy well now you have pussy and as far as I was concerned I was going to make me some kids. He fell for it and I got the best doctor in town, who later confirmed to him that he was the papa and I had me two kids just like my grandmother told me to do, both girls.

    I spent a lot of time getting through college, my past is expunged and I am the new Mrs. and he now has three girls with me. I wish I could say that I am in love with him. He is not a lovable man, plus I never know if I don't love him because I may not be made to love a man. But I don't live in a dump and I don't live with that controlling woman who I grew to hate. I turned the tables on him and got myself married to him and used having my girls for it. My grandmother told me to do it and I did it. Plus my girls keep me busy and I am into that. And I am no longer in a dump emotionally. My grandmother swears it is because of the hormones when I got pregnant, maybe she is right.

    I guess I am not a nice girl.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Male / 38

    I know that for any man this is something that would be very embarrassing to admit in public. I am aware that my wife has an ongoing affair with her boss at work. She has an account executive position and lets just say that her boss makes sure that she always gets the best accounts.

    This all started about a year ago, my wife came home telling me that her boss had tried to kiss her and said that he knew that she was married but he still wanted to have sex with her.

    Certainly my first reaction was to act all macho and defensive about what happened but little by little she started telling me how her boss would be able to drastically alter the way the accounts are handled and as a consequence the amount of money that she could make.

    I admit that explanation made me think twice about the situation, I remember I told her "why dont you just go out with him and make him believe something might happen in the future" at the beginning thats what she did but little by little her boss wanted more from her; after a few weeks we had to agree that she was going to let him kiss her in the mouth and grab her a little; eventually the inevitable just came to be, I had to agree that he was going to take her to a hotel room and for that one night, he was going to have his way with her and fuck my wife all over that hotel room.

    It happened that once and I had to be ok with it, but then the following week I had to be ok with a second time too, and then it happened a third time where I wasnât even asked; then one day my wife told me his boss closed the door of his office and fucked her on top of his desk during business hours. He just took her without even asking this time.

    The situation started getting completely out of my control and I would get angry about it, but at the same time my wife started getting those commission checks from her clients and they were four or even five times larger than the checks she was getting before. Every time I thought we had had enough of that situation she would get a check in the mail, we both would look at it, just stayed quiet and just let the situation keep on going.

    Presently I really dont know how often it happens and I really donât want to ask. I just know that when my wife gets home after 7 or 8pm is probably because her boss was horny after work, took her to a hotel around their building and fucked her brains out before letting her come home. My wife has the basic decency when that happens to put her clothes on a separate hamper because Im sure she doesnt want me to see her panties and her clothes full of cum stains from her boss

    Basically it was him the one who put my wife on the pill because she told me that he doesnt like to use condoms and he likes to unload inside of her. He paid for the doctor and he pays for her pills.

    Sometimes I have seen Victoria Secret gift bags in my wife's car. They are probably presents from him with sexy nighties and panties that my wife wears for him when he wants to fuck her. Im sure he wants my wife to look all sexy and provocative before he uses her for his sexual satisfaction.

    The bastard even had the nerve to give my wife a gift certificate for a restaurant so she and I could go and have dinner with his money, I guess as a thank you to me for not causing a big problem when my wife doesnt come home from work because he wants to fuck her

    I feel completely emasculated by all this situation, I dont feel like a man anymore and I have images of my wife and her boss in my mind all the time. I imagine her sucking his cock while he grabs her head and face fucks her or I imagine her spreading her legs for him completely submissive being a whore to him. Its extremely hard to imagine these things but I also completely take my responsibility of everything that has happened, I let it happened and I let it continue until it got completely out of my control.

    We've also gotten used to the lifestyle my wife's salary pays for us. She came home with a new car a few weeks ago and I donât even think she used our money to pay for it. I dont think she wants to give up on that. At this point I even have doubts if shes doing it for the money or because of him. I dont know whats going to happen between us.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Male / 23

    My sister who is a couple years older than me was one of the most popular girls at our school.

    I used to charge my classmates money to come over to our house to sniff her underwear whenever she isn't around. They would even pay a bit extra to jerk off and shoot their load on her clothes. I would just throwing them in the washer afterwards and she has never found out.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 49

    I was a young lad of 14 and I was always doing odd jobs for money as often as I could to save up for things I wanted like a new bike and things my parents couldnât afford, It wasnât easy but I managed it and had a few regular people that Iâd do odd jobs for, One guy in particular would often throw jobs my way, Heâd chat to me and always paid a little extra if I did a good job, One day he asked if I wanted to earn more money than usual, I was keen to earn more money so I asked him what Iâd have to do he surprised me by saying that he wanted me to model for him in his photography studio that he had in town which I knew about, He said it would be for some catalogue style pictures so he could show potential clients what he could do Iâd have to wear a few outfits for the shoot and thatâs all, I agreed thinking it might be fun and anyway I felt flattered to be thought of model material we arranged a time and day that I would call at his studio the next weekend as I was off school and he usually shut his shop and did the odd wedding photo booking if he had one, I arrived on time that Saturday and he showed me into his large studio he showed me around and showed me the clothes I was to wear mostly jackets T-shirts and jeans there was a changing room that I used and the shoot went really good and he paid me and asked if Iâd like to do more work the next Saturday I agreed as it was so easy, The next week he said Iâd be modelling swimming trunks mostly speedos I was a bit nervous being almost naked in front of him and his camera but I soon relaxed and posed how he told me to with him positioning me occasionally his hands on my back hips or even a leg so Iâd be just right each time his hand stayed a little bit longer, After a while he asked if I would like to earn a lot more but I didnât have to do it if I didnât want to but the money would be good, He said Iâd have to pose nude for him so he could sell the pictures to a client who lived abroad and he assured me the photos would not be seen in this country, I thought about it after he told me how much Iâd be paid it was more than I earned in a month so I said I would, He told me to get rid of the speedos and heâd shoot there and then, Shyly I dropped them on the floor and stood naked in front of the camera as he told me how to stand and move, He kept touching me moving me this way and that his hands lingering and brushing against my backside and crotch, I started to get hard he smiled as he noticed it and told me it was ok his client liked to see a boy like me excited and he told me to stroke my dick a little while posing my dick got harder as I did it feeling both good and wrong at the same time his touches getting much more bolder eventually stroking my dick himself and touching and squeezing my bum which he photographed a lot both in close up and on all fours my dick and balls too were photographed in close up, He stopped taking photos and started to really play with me using his hands and mouth I was too far gone and horny to stop him I just relaxed and let him do whatever he wanted to, He undressed too and taught me how to suck him his cock wasnât huge or anything special just average and didnât taste bad as. Knelt in front of him sucking away on him he held my head tightly and came quite quickly as I swallowed it as much as I could only a little escaped down my chin, Then he sucked me to my first orgasm with a man, I was payed very well as I was at every session after that I ended up doing full porn shoots with other men and boys my own age and younger some a lot younger but it paid well, I had a steady relationship with him too often sharing his bed after telling my parents I was staying over at friends houses, I even did a couple of porn movies for him including some kinky stuff with me being tied up and spanked that paid a lot of money, I earned my money this way until I turned 16 and he became too ill with cancer to do it anymore, After he died he left me some money.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Male / 35

    I was out of work and wasn't having any luck getting a job.

    I went to this one interview at a smaller company and the woman interviewing me, who was also the owner, starts asking me why I wanted the job. The job was a lot below my skill set and experience and she basically wanted to know why I wanted it. I was truthful and told her I wasn't having any luck finding anything. She tells me she thinks I would only work there until I found something else and didn't want to invest any time in training me. She was right but I tried to convince her I would work hard and would be a great employee and really needed the job. She asked how bad I really needed the job and told her really bad. She then asked how badly I really wanted the job. I told her I really wanted it but I didn't know how to prove it to her and if there was a way I would. The next words out of her mouth were for me to get out off all my clothes. I asked if she was serious and she told me if I wanted the job I would.

    I didn't want to do as she asked but given my financial situation I began to undress. There I stood naked in front of her and she looked me over. I was soft and she told be to get it hard. When it was I stopped. She told me to spin around a few times and didn't say much. She looked at me and said I had the job as soon as she watched me please myself. I asked how far she was expecting me to go. She told me as far as I thought I needed to to get the job and added not to worry about any mess I created. I did as she asked and there I was cumming on her floor in her office. Right after she offered me the job and I started work the next day.

    After I started, she called me into her office a few times a week telling me it was to make sure I still wanted and needed the job. I had to fully undress each time and sometimes it was me stroking myself and it had also escalated when other times it was her touching me and stroking me. I was slowly getting used to doing this and one advantage this created was that she mostly called me into her office during working hours which meant I got paid to do this.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 20

    In 2018 desperately needing money for travel costs to see my girlfriend, I eventually said yes to a neighbor called Sam. He's a big man (Tall, muscular with a much much larger dick than mine) in more ways than one. And somebody who said I could have more than enough money and more, if I sucked his dick and allowed him to fuck me.

    You can imagine my initial answer. But the closer it got to not going, the more Sam's offer began to seem reasonable. Asking him how much more, he told me if I made it a regular thing, he'd pay me five hundred bucks a month, and offer me a job in his company.

    I did visit my girlfriend that week and we had a good time. However all I could think about the whole time I was with her, was just good it had felt, after our initial fuck, to have Sam's huge cock deep up my asshole. Indeed during the two days before I visited my girlfriend I actually spent most of my time with his cock in my mouth, or up my ass.
    Sam true to his word paid me five hundred bucks. An extra two hundred for going back the next day and on my return offered me the job he said he would.

    I've now worked for Sam for nearly nine months. And each of those months I've continued to be paid for extra hours sexual activities. There isn't a day that goes by I'm not sucking his dick, or having the sixty two year old fuck my ass. The money to him is a drop in the ocean, but his cock to me now, is everything I love and adore sexually.

    When my girlfreind asked me why we were finishing, I told her it was because of the distance. But in reality, it's because I now can't do without a hard thick cock up my young ass.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 38


    I haven't been laid since my divorce over two years ago. As in most cities, the shopping malls are practically deserted now, and this young guy was hanging around. I bought was I needed and crossed in front of him as I went to the mens room. He followed me in, and at the urinal dropped his jeans and opened up his shirt to reveal, panties, garter, stockings and a matching bra.

    "It's all yours if you want . . . $20". He had the shapeliest ass ever, and I asked him to show it to me. He pulled his panties down and surprisingly had a really tiny hole. I gave him a 20, he lubed up and sucked me to hardness then got up off the floor and bent over. I pushed in lightly at first, then realized this is a very used hole despite it's size and I rammed it in. He squealed a bit at that, and I saw him wincing a bit so I eased up. I was taking full strokes, and in about 5 minutes came buckets inside this teens bowels. We got ourselves together, and he suggested that we leave separately, he went first I followed about 3 minutes later. I saw him outside and I went over to talk a bit. Over a softdrink I found out he was underage, and I was only the third person he'd ever had sex with, oral or anal. He wanted money knew he was slightly built and could dress up. I meet him regularly and fuck him in various places around the mall even in my van sometimes.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Lesbian Female / 37

    I am 37 and recently married. The man I married is a prostate cancer survivor and is now in generally very good health. He is a family law attorney with a very good practice. I met him in that capacity. My situation was a common law or palimony situation, my LT girlfriend and partner wanted 'the money'. He defended me successfully, we finalized a separation with a settlement she took and 'ran'.

    I didn't switch sides, it is more of a convenience thing. He needs me, and I need him. He can't 'have' sex, not really and I am not looking for sex with him. If I have a fling with a young woman, that's my business. He just wants a formal wife for his reasons. For me I need his cover after my ugly separation. I can certainly be the wife in this relationship, I don't have a problem with that.

    If one day he can have sex, with all the feelings and pleasures I will be the first to help. One slip, and he can't feel anything, that part is dead to him. It is going to be a long case, but nothing can make up for being dead down there.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 29

    All about Maria. I worked at the cleaners in my neighborhood all through high school and I had a customer who came in once a week with his shirts. He always waited for me to take his laundry in and asked me about how things were going on. When it came time to go to college I started taking a few hours and working pretty much full time and he would tell me to do it backwards, go full time and work a few hours. But I couldn't afford that so one day he brought me an envelope and said there was enough there for me to pay tuition, go to college and stop kidding around.

    Every semester he paid my tuition and if I was hurting for money he slipped money to me. My mother was sure that I was sleeping with him but I wasn't. I got through college and he got me an interview at the company he worked for and I got a job in the Marketing department as a support assistant, basically a secretary to the Manager of the department. I got paid a whole lot more than the cleaners and I had insurance and vacation and the people of the company were nice.

    My 'friend' took me to lunch and told me that it was time to move out of my mother's house, I needed to be independent. He slipped me money and told me to go look at apartments, here and there only, he didn't want me where he didn't think was good for me. Don't worry about the rent, pay what I could he slipped me the rest. I lived alone, he didn't want a roommate and he would stop by to see how I was doing and buy me a TV or couch or pots and pans and he bought me a nice bed. He insisted that we eat inside and I fix him dinner, he wanted to watch me cook so he sat at the table and we talked. I served the table and he grabbed me and pulled me to him and told me that I was all woman now and I really needed to be a woman, he rubbed his face in my boobs.

    It wasn't a surprise to me, I cleaned up and he watched me and we talked and when I had finished cleaning the kitchen he said he wanted to see just how fine I was. He turned the chair at the table he was sitting to one side and had me stand in front of him and he helped me undress until I was completely naked in front of him. He sat back and looked, sat up straight and ran his hands up and down my sides, from my arms across my hips down my thighs, he kissed my belly button and kissed my pubes and told me I was fine and I was going to be one fine fuck and it was time.

    I laid on the bed and he stood at the foot of the bed and took his clothes off and told me to open my legs and he got on me and we had sex. I did my best, I tried but I didn't do very good and he said next time I would do better, my job now was to be a woman. From that evening on whenever he came to see me if I was otherwise indisposed, we had sex, he liked to go slow and easy, to undress me and touch me and get me 'all hot and bothered' and then he would have sex.

    We were lovers for a while and he told me that he wanted me to meet Maria. Maria was a new employee in the Accounting department, Hispanic and young, she had a degree but she was shy and she started out in the accounts payable department. He told me he wanted me to get her out of her shell, to become her best friend at work, he wanted me to bring her out into all her glory. I got money slipped to me to buy her clothes, I got money slipped to me pay for things she needed, I was encouraged to have her move in with me, to sleep with me. He didn't want her near a dick. Teach her to hug and to show affection. Teach her how to dress. Teach her that he was her friend and he was looking out after her. Teach her not to be afraid of him seeing her naked. He liked her, so I would take her clothes off for him and he would sit in the very same chair and look at her. Bring her close so he could kiss her pubes, hold her boobs up with my hands. Teach her how to kiss, slow soft kisses, he didn't want a girl with a closed mouth, he wanted warm wet kisses. Teach her how to get all hot and bothered and how to move her hips when he had sex with her.

    When he came to see us we always had dinner, he liked Maria to be the one that brought him his plate, he liked Maria to take her clothes off while he had his coffee, he liked us both naked on the bed while he looked at us from the foot of the bed, he kissed our pubes and fired us up with his tongue and his hands, he kissed our wet mouths, crawled around on the bed going from flower to flower until it was time for the bee to sting and one of us fell under him. Maria like to hug afterwards, to lay on her back and put her arms around my neck and hug and kiss, even if I was holding his dick in my hand. She laughed when I kissed his dick and kissed her mouth, transferring his cum to her open mouth, getting in the right position in case he wanted to crawl on her back. She liked for me to kiss her pubes and liked kissing mine. Maria may have been a shy little Mexican girl but now she was aggressive and assertive and she liked to get naked and have sex.

    Keeping Maria and me in clothes and gifts and rent and a car was very expensive, we were getting between four and five thousand a month. We had a routine, if he wasn't there for the evening it was a slow evening until we went to bed and she would take off my clothes and I would take off her clothes an we got all hot and bothered under the warm covers. If he was there we kicked the covers off an showed ourselves naked to him and let him get on us and after he was done and was resting Maria laid on her back with her arms around my neck and we kissed those soft wet kisses, kissed boobs and slipped hands in between our legs, kissed pubes until we were all hot and bothered and released all our energy into each other.

    Our little life came to a complete stop when he was found to have been taking money from the company to support us. Maria is a precious Mexican girl, and I do love her and we do still live together. We just don't live the way we did and we have much lower paying jobs and we don't get money to buy clothes. We would like to have a boyfriend, but he has to have money.

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