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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 —
    Straight Female / 22

    My husband and I divorced after a few years. I should have known it wasn't going to work out but I was stupid in thinking he would change. My ex husband was a heavy drinker, he couldn't do anything without a drink or at least a beer in his hand.

    I was trying to go to school to get my degree, so I had no job when we divorced. I started to rent a room from people, since that's all I could afford. I got a job that would at least pay for a room.

    I was really struggling to keep the job and study, I was falling asleep in class and then at work. One day a co-worker told me about a guy that would give me a room in exchange for cleaning his house.

    I shrugged it off until I failed one of my mid term exams. I didn't even remember studying for half of the questions. I asked my co-worker about the guy that she told me about. She made a call and told me the job was mine if I wanted it.

    I got a ride to the house, it was rather large two story Victorian. I knocked on the door and a guy in his mid forties answered. He was a bit rough looking, meaning he looked like he just belonged working outside. His build was solid, large hands and a big smile.

    His name was Alex, he was a engineer. Alex traveled a lot and he wanted someone to take care of the house when he was gone, and make sure it was kept clean. Everything was kept nicely, there wasn't junk sitting around anywhere in the house.

    There were two requirements for the job. Alex would do a background check and I had to take a drug test. I was more than happy, I didn't do drugs and I had never been in trouble with the law. Alex said he would get back to me when he got the information back. I told Alex my story and I didn't have a car to get around very easily. Alex picked my up from where I was staying and took me to the clinic for my drug test.

    Afterwards he invited me to lunch and asked me to "spill it" meaning he wanted to know about me. I told him everything, I was pretty deflated morally anyway. I was a better person than my situation had put me in. Alex seemed to understand and told me I was welcome to take the job, this was before he even got the drug test results back. He also told me that he wasn't a guy to take advantage of or take anything from. I told Alex that he wasn't going to have any worries about me stealing anything from him. He looked at me and smiled. We drove over to where I was staying, he helped me pack my things and took me to his house.

    I had only been at the house a few days when I realized why Alex wanted someone to clean, the house seemed to breed dust. It was an old house and I spent a lot of time dusting the floors and furnishings. My bedroom was big and I had a nice view on the second floor. Alex found a desk and brought it to my room for my laptop so I could do my studies after I got home from class.

    Alex went out of town about a week later, he gave me money for food, more money than I really needed. I stashed it away and Alex never questioned me about it. Things went along pretty well for several months. Alex came and went and I studied my ass off trying to get my degree.

    Alex was very smart and sometimes I would ask him about a few classes I was taking. One night he even helped me study for a upcoming exam. Sometimes Alex would go into his office, which was a converted bedroom. He would be in there for a couple of hours, sometimes I would walk by and put my ear to the door.

    One night Alex had a few glasses of wine and he had a buzz going on I could tell. He went into his office and closed the door a short time later. I walked by his door as I was coming down the stairs. I thought I heard a woman's voice, it was a weird sound and then I heard the familiar moaning from a female. I knew Alex was alone in his office, then I heard Alex's voice but I couldn't understand what he was saying.

    Alex came out of his office a little while later. I was in the kitchen, he asked me why I didn't have a boyfriend. That was the first time Alex asked me about why I was single. I told him I wasn't going to be distracted from getting my degree, there was time for relationships after I graduated. Alex started to ask me something else, he seemed to catch himself from asking the question. I had the feeling he was going to ask me if I ever got horny, I don't know what I would have told him.

    Truth was I was horny, it had been almost a year since I had a man inside of me. There were times I would take my pillow and put it between my legs at night and cum into my pillow. I would moan softly into the mattress as I came. I tried to put sex out of my mind but Alex's question seemed to hit a raw nerve. Alex said goodnight and went to bed, I went to bed after a read a few chapters of my book. I took the pillow and placed it between my legs and masturbated feverishly.

    I don't know why but I had a sensation of not being alone. I flipped over onto my back and there stood Alex at the door. He was wearing his white bathrobe, he walked over to the side of my bed as I covered myself with my blankets. I tried to say to him to get out but nothing came out of my mouth.

    Alex sat at the side of my bed, he smiled and reached out and caressed the side of my head and my cheek. His other hand pushed the blanket away, exposing my breasts with my nipples still hard as stones. He caressed each one softly. I didn't want this but I couldn't get the words out to tell him to stop.

    He pushed me down gently, crawled onto the bed, put his fingers into my wet pussy. It had been so long and I cried out with instant pleasure. Alex fucked me with his fingers, I was cumming like crazy. He went down on me, his hot mouth licked me until I begged for release.

    Alex knelt up, removing his terry cloth bathrobe quickly. Omg his cock was beautiful, it was about seven inches and a delicious upward curve. He gabbed my legs and pulled me against him quickly. I clawed the sheets as he pushed his cock into my wetness.

    Alex took his time, fucking me slowly. I squirmed and moaned with every thrust. His body leaned over me, his hard cock began to fuck me harder. I was out of my mind with desire, Alex lowered his head putting his mouth on my breast. He started to bite my nipple and I clawed his back savagely. I begged Alex to fuck me and he didn't hold back. His hips slammed into me and his cock drove deeply into my pussy.

    I came so many times I was about to lose my mind. My ex husband never made me cum the way Alex did. I wrapped my legs around his back and Alex pounded me into the mattress. I was screaming with pleasure as another orgasm ripped through me. Suddenly Alex grunted, I felt it deep inside of my pussy. He was shooting his hot load into me as his hips slammed into me feverishly.

    I clawed him savagely, my scream fell silent, my mouth was open but no sound came out. Alex kept pumping into me for several more moments, all I could do was dig my nails into his back and hold on as we both climaxed together.

    Minutes later it was over, we lay in my bed breathing hard. Alex pulled his spent cock out of me and I moaned with pleasure and disappointment it was over. He pulled me against his warm body and I fell asleep within minutes.

    I don't know how much time had passed, my body was being rolled over onto my back. In the darkness Alex was between my legs once again. His hard cock speared me again, I was still soaked with his cum, he slid inside of my pussy easily.

    He fucked me slowly for a few moments but then his hips began to thrust with urgency. My hands went to his broad shoulders and dug my nails into his flesh as he rammed his curved cock to the hilt. I could only gasp with pleasure as Alex fucked me like a rag doll, another orgasm tore through my loins.

    Alex Fucked me hard and fast. I was a fuck toy to him now and I didn't care one bit. I had never been fucked so good in my life, I wasn't about to tell Alex to stop. I dug my nails deeper into his flesh, wrapped my legs around him again, he buried his cock into my pussy so deep I thought I was going to faint.

    I barely remember Alex cumming inside of me, I was out of my mind with lust. I lay on the bed breathing like I had run a marathon. Alex lay down next to me, pulling me against his sweaty body, we crashed out within minutes.

    We fucked like newlyweds the next few days. I hated when Alex went on his business trips but we texted as much as possible. Alex left me money to buy more than food. I bought sexy lingerie and then we would face time while he was gone. When Alex gets home from his business trips we go right to the bedroom. I may be getting financial benefits but I really do love being with and having Alex fuck me.


    #41459 — Comments (2) — Sep 9, 2018 at 6:55 PM — That's Juicy! (13) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 55

    My marriage to my current partner in Hinsdale, Illinois is a lie. I was born Mary Meixner, but my husband Bob made me change my name to Nina Meixner shortly after our marriage. He told me that Nina was a much sexier name than Mary, and he wanted to screw me as Nina, not Mary. I agreed, but he is so dominating in every way. Bob makes me wear handcuffs and a very painful lip ring in bed. He says he can only get a hard-on if I am immobile and unable to fight back. He designed this lip ring with a pad lock that only he knows the combination to. It is extremely painful when he pulls on it during sex, but he says he can only orgasm when I scream in pain. He is also very abusive emotionally, calling me slut in front of my family and squeezing my tits so hard that I have developed bruises than never go away. Now he says he wants to also fit me with a nose ring he has designed. It will also have a pad lock but I dread having him put another ring on me which he can manipulate painfully during sex. I am a very retiring individual and hate arguments of any kind. Should I agree to Bob's new request to keep the peace and preserve our sex life, even though I get no satisfaction?

    #41339 — Comments (8) — Aug 31, 2018 at 11:38 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Transsexual Female / 50

    I was in the military in W. Germany in the 80s and just got married. I was planning to just stay a male and not let anyone know I secretly am all girl. Then I met this guy and I fell in love with him.

    I found two apartments one was 2 bedrooms and the other was a 1 bedroom. I rented the one bedroom and asked him to move in with me. He said yes and we slept in the same bed because I was taking my time to bring my wife over to get more time one on one with me and my man.

    He drank and passed out and many times I found my self face down on his cock sucking him off. Then one night I was wearing sexy lingerie with stockings and panties and sucking his big shaft and he woke up. I stopped but called my name and asked me to please keep sucking my cock. I said that since your awake maybe we can go cock thrusting in my ass to see how deep you can go. He smiled and then he started to mount me and then I felt his cock go in me and I moaned like I have heard women do on porn but I don't have nearly enough penis to get a woman to moan.

    From that magical moment on he and I shared many great memories every night or day. I still am deeply in love with my man and we haven't seen each other for years and would still get on my knees and give him a blowjob. I love you so much my true love John.

    #41337 — Comments (1) — Aug 31, 2018 at 8:17 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 30

    Myname is Stephanie, I am married, an R.N. with 2 daughters now, but when I was and undergrad at Georgia Southern i was broke all te time until a guy offered to pay me to give him a blow job. It was a quick $30 and i did it several times a week, then he hooked me up with his buddies and i was sucking 6 or 8 a week. One day, one said he would rather fuck me. I said no,he offered $200 cash. I fucked him. He told his buddies and i was fuckingevery night. I had lots of money, moved into an apartment and started seeing guys there. I fucked my way through college as n made a lot of money until i got a job as a nurse and got married.

    But, I still see three of them monthly and will until they tire of mem my husband has no clue and, I am pretty sure my youngest is the child of one of them, not my husbsnd.

    #41328 — Comments (12) — Aug 30, 2018 at 11:48 AM — That's Juicy! (12) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Male / 42

    My wife, Christina Marie (Crissy), is 46. She is 5’6”, a natural blonde with a perfect curvy figure.

    She is an administrator at a technical school for Art. Crissy has her MFA (Masters in Fine Arts) and went in to teaching right after college. She worked her way up in to administration.

    In 2008, when she was a an adjunct professor, she was let go because of the recession. By 2009 she still hadn’t found steady work and contacted he former job about any new contract work. The Provost (head of that campus), Martin Hopkins, invited her to a dinner meeting. He openly flirted with Crissy and she assumed she could use that to her advantage. Crissy checked to make sure I was OK with their meeting. It didn’t matter though, because we needed the money.

    Crissy came home and told me that there was good news and bad news. There was somewhat regular work and she would have to travel between their three campuses, located around the state. Each time would usually be for about 5 days per campus, per semester, to help with multiple classes and the rate was $60 an hour. I immediately said that’s great! That’s almost 30k per year before taxes and expenses. Crissy then reminded me that I didn’t know exactly what she was doing. So I asked and she said she it would be a “life model” if she takes the work. I said that didn’t sound bad. Crissy asked if I knew that meant nude? I had all kinds of questions and couldn’t get them out fast enough. In short, Crissy would have to get naked in front of her former students and co-workers, for different kinds of drawing, painting, sculpting and photography classes. Also, her sessions would be videoed and posted on YouTube for online students and future reference.

    I told Crissy she didn’t have to do this. She had never been much of an exhibitionist, she even wears a one-piece to the beach. Crissy was visibly shaken by the whole thing, but put on a brave face and said she would do it for the money. Secretly I was I wanted to see the YouTube video and imagined watching her.

    Crissy went for her first trip, but it only lasted 2 days. She didn’t want to talk about it. Then she got called out again, this time for a full week. She was a little more open to discussing it. Crissy said that she was given an empty classroom that wasn’t very private to change in. She had to arrive an hour early and wear only a robe so she didn’t have marks from her clothes. The classroom filled up with students and when the time came, she had to disrobe in front of the whole class. Crissy said, what made it worse was that there was a window in the door, so everyone walking by could look in and two cameras filming her as well as broadcasting the session on CCTV in the media center. Then came the last day of that trip. Crissy was to go out in the campus yard and pose nude for an abstract photography class.

    Crissy didn’t talk about it at all until she got called out again. This time she was supposed to go to her home campus. She confessed that she was nervous, because she knows these people. Again I told her she didn’t have to go, but she did anyway. Crissy didn’t talk about that at all until a month or so later. I looked on YouTube but couldn’t find anything. Crissy said that the second session she had to sit for on day one, the Provost came in to the room before it had begun with some potential students. He introduced Crissy as “Professor” and explained that she teaches and models for the school. Crissy said that one of the potentials said they would like to sit on class. The Provost agreed to let them have a preview of the course. I did eventually find this video online. They were standing at the back of the room when the time came for Crissy to disrobe. The video is split screen and one camera is from behind slightly to the model’s left and one facing the front angled slightly to the right. The instructor announced “begin”. Crissy was visibly fidgeting. After a moment the professor asked her to “Please remove your robe”. Crissy untied her belt and pulled her robe off. The Provost can be seen clearly in the back, giving “elevator eyes” to my nude wife. Her one piece bathing suit tan-lines very obvious on her pale skin. Crissy said, that Mike, the Provost made sure to make an appearance at every one of her sessions that week. She also said that awkwardly, her former students and co-workers alike would try to make chit-chat while she was getting dressed at the end of a session.

    This went on for a little less than a year when one of Crissy’s former co-workers offered her a chance to make a good lump sum of cash posing nude for a “mature” website. Crissy came home and discussed it with me. She said it did not involve sex, just being naked in provocative poses. She also said that the idea didn’t bother her as much after the past year. So she posed for what turns out to be (we didn’t know at the time), a very famous website under a pseudonym.

    As it turned out, the posing did require some masturbation, using toys and different adult outfits.
    Crissy said that the photographer was a female, so that made her more comfortable, but there were three men in the room as well watching her Masterbate. Something that took her a while to be OK with.

    The very next day after the photo shoot, the Provost called her up again. This time just quickly offering her another adjunct teaching position. From there, Crissy worked her way up to full professor and later a job as an administrator.

    Later on, four month or so, I confessed to Crissy that the idea of her having been naked in front of her co-workers turns me on. It was hard for me to admit and Crissy seemed shocked. Crissy told me that she also had to admit to something. She told me that Mike did not just call her up and offer her the position. She admitted that she went out with him that day for some drinks. It took some back and forth and prying for answers. Crissy said it went too far. I finally got her to answer what too far meant?
    I fucked him. I’m sorry, Crissy told me. I asked her if it was just the once. She reluctantly told me no. She had been “seeing” him and was till at that time. She said she would end it but was afraid she would lose her position again. She admitted to me that she didn’t know why she did it the first time but continued to see him because she enjoyed his company. She said that she didn’t love him though and didn’t want to leave him. Although I was really jealous, I was also turned on by it all. I did get mad at her and we didn’t talk for a couple days. Once I worked through it all, I realized the idea of her having a boyfriend didn’t take away from our marriage, it made it better. Crissy had already broken up with him by then though.

    Now Crissy is an administrator at that same school and her and Mike still work together and have remained “friends with benefits” for all these years. Mike still doesn’t know that I know, which makes it all the more exciting.

    #41303 — Comments (1) — Aug 28, 2018 at 4:00 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Lesbian Female / 48

    I am in a marriage of convenience. For me it is financial, for him it is to have company and a woman. I am not young or easy on the eyes. Life has not been good to me. My husband is 83 and not doing too well. There is no sex, and I have a lesbian background. I want to fall in love again, but finding a girl who wants to fall in love with a poor middle aged woman is a lot to ask for. And I am the kind who crushes on twenty something girls. Not a good formula.

    My husband does own this house but we are looking into a reverse mortgage, all the other money is gone. With the reverse mortgage and his SS payments we can cover the monthlies pretty well. We are getting a 15 year reverse mortgage which would put him at 98. But I will be 73.

    Life is just hard and not fair.

    #41248 — Comments (1) — Aug 23, 2018 at 4:17 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 33

    In the night grade my parents were divorced and my father ran away with his secretary. My mom was hurt pretty bad and she went into depression, lost her job and stayed at home. She became an alcoholic and spent the day drunk in the dark.

    I found love in the arms of the neighbor. He was really a pretty bad man, he was divorced and he took advantage of me. He fucked me often and he liked fucking me from behind. Lots and lots of time he would lay his wet dick on my asshole after he fucked me. One day he pulled his dick out of me and ran it in my asshole. I liked that.

    Somehow I managed to graduate, we lived on my dad's support payments and had moved into an apartment because we couldn't keep the house. By the time I graduated I was the whore of a used car salesman. He paid me twenty five bucks every time I sucked him off and fifty if he fucked me. Some of the other salesmen fucked me too and paid me. The fact that I was under age didn't matter. I liked getting fucked in the ass and I didn't charge extra for that.

    I went to community college and became a full time whore. I got in with a man who liked his girls young and he had a hard time getting an erection. He paid for me to work him. With Viagra it took a long time to get him ready, but once he was up he could fuck. He asked me to stop fucking other men and he put me up and paid me. I was able to go to community college. There was a security guard there that I let fuck me for free. I needed it, especially I needed to get ass fucked. I never told my employer that I was fucking with the security guard.

    I am a whore. I work in Las Vegas. I specialize in old men with money who come to Vegas. I work them and get them up if they can and if they can't they get to feel and there is always oral. A lot of times they need to take two Viagras and wait a while and get sucked up and jerked up and they can get it hard. They fuck like crazy and love getting jerked off. I don't kiss, but they get tits and I do have a set of tits. They pay well and I do OK with one client a night. For sex I have a man, he looks after me and he gives me anal. I tell him which is the truth, no one gets my ass only him. I shouldn't brag but he is big when he gets hard. He used to work in porn but now he looks after girls in Vegas, including me.

    I do have an associated degree. That should count for something.

    #41244 — Comments (3) — Aug 23, 2018 at 9:26 AM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 22

    My name's Sophie, I'm twenty two years old and work in the banking world. I'm considered good looking and have an amzing body and a gorgeous ass, through lots of hard work, exercising and swimming most days of the week.
    Although I earn a reasonable living, it's not enough for me to enjoy the life style I want. So when a gay guy who's a very good friend of mine, told me I have an ass good enough to eat, I took him up on his word.

    I'd already heard of certain women and some men, who had people who would pay them to eat out their pussies and assholes. Putting two and two together, I came up with a lot of money and some really fantastic sex.
    Placing an advertisement on a web site, with lots of pictures of myself in bikini's and some tasteful naked ones too, I soon had requests from both afluent men and women.

    It was I will admit, extremely nerve wracking the first time I entered a motel room. The man who'd "Booked" me for half an hour was absolute gent. He's married to a disabled wife who no longer can give him sexual gratification. He won't fuck another woman, but he misses oral sex terribly and gets off from tonguing a real cute tight asshole like mine.

    So getting naked with him and seeing his really large cock grow, I was apprehensive at first. But the moment his tongue snaked out and flicked my pussy and asshole, I soon settled into dominating him and making him pleasure me the way I love to be tongued. And for me it's all about my asshole and my large clit.
    The booking actually lasted over an hour, which he paid me more than double for. And I had multiple orgasms from his wonderful attention to my asshole and especially my clitty, forcing him at one point to suck it into his mouth and swirl his tongue all around it.

    The next booking came from a woman who told me the pictures of me on my profile, had her pussy wet for days. That and the specific kink of me sitting on her face, potentially forcing her to lick pussy and ass. She's a very well off individual, as I suppose are a lot of my "Friends" now.
    I no longer meet them at a motel, as my extra work has and does involve people who are willing to pay that bit more for a female like myself. Not once have I let one of my "Friends" fuck me, and nor will I. It's purely a transaction of oral sex and I'm in charge, full stop.

    The hotel concierge is well looked after from my "meetings" and he's indulged occasionally himself a few times. Firstly so I could show him what my "Friends" had in store for them when they visited my room.
    It's been nearly two years now and I've made enough money, that I no longer have two of my closer oral partners pay me. The wonderful caring and gentle gent who's wife is disabled. He visits me twice a month and I make a special arrangement for him if he wishes to stay over. And also a young married woman who's husband was killed on foreign soil.

    She and I are lovers in every sense now, and I'm in love with her. She knows full well what I do and knows none of my "Friends" are strangers to me. She also knows in a years time I will have enough money to stop. Until then I will continue to enjoy my wonderful oral dominance, over those who choose to eat out my pussy and ass.

    #41206 — Comments (1) — Aug 20, 2018 at 9:59 AM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 18

    My boyfriend and I fucked in front of a couple in their 60's. They paid us to do it and paid us a LOT of money. We've done it 4 times since the first one. Next they want me to lose my anal virginity with him while they watch and the husband has anal sex with the wife.

    #41130 — Comments (1) — Aug 13, 2018 at 3:38 PM — That's Juicy! (18) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Male / 18

    Back when I was 18 I was looking for a summer job and not having much luck. I had gone to many job interviews but never hired. I finally get this one interview with this women who seems to like me and mean really likes me. I did mention she was my last chance for getting a job and was almost begging her for the job. She asked if I was willing to do anything and I said I was. She asks me if I really know the meaning of "anything". I answered her by saying I had an idea and was still willing to do anything. She said "Good" and asked what color underwear I was wearing. I told her white and pulled out the waist band to show her. She said she wanted to see my full underwear not just a little part of it. I was not quick to do what she wanted and she told me I didn't seem to have an idea what "anything" really means. She then tells me what she wants and it is to take my pants off. I believe she could tell I was not prepared to take them off and says I must not really need a job too bad and the interview was over unless I was willing to honor what I said earlier and do "anything". I took my shoes off and then removed my pants. Right away she said to take my socks and shirt off too. I was standing there in just my underwear and she then suggests I take off one more item. I hesitated and she said, "You want the job?". Off they came and I was standing naked before this woman who was easily in her 50's. I put my hands over my cock and told me to remove them. She then mentions she likes younger guys and just stares at me for awhile. She stands up and walks around me. She puts her hand on my ass and squeezes it and then runs her hand the full length of my shaft and cups my balls. I just stood there and said and did nothing as her touching caused me to quickly grow. She then tells me she has never seen a man do one thing in front of her and since I was willing to do anything she was hoping I wouldn't chicken out. I didn't know exactly what she meant but had a good idea. I told her I didn't really want to. Her reply was quick and simple "JOB?". I told her it would make a mess on her carpet so she cleaned off her desk and told me to shoot it here. I began to do what she wanted and did it in front of someone for the first time ever. Cumming in front of her was embarrassing but I did and I got the job. When I think back it was going a little far for getting a very low pay job that only lasted less than 2 months. Also, during my employment she did ask me to get naked a few other times and cum too which I did.

    #41128 — Comments (2) — Aug 13, 2018 at 2:07 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
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