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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 / 31

    My husband Nick sold my pussy and ass to our landlord only months after we got married. He'd lost his job and we were desperate for money and a roof over our head. Over a two month period that Nick knew about, I went to his bed and fucked him until he literally slept. It paid off our arrears and gave us some money going forwards. What my husband didn't know, is I carried on having sex with our landlord for a little while, even after we moved out.
    There was a gap of three years and again this past year we hit a financial hick up. Nick never said anything about me servicing his debts, but I've resolved the issue by allowing his boss to visit our home when Nick's been on his night shifts.
    His boss Ray who's fifty four, is a beefy type of guy who has a massive fat cock. He's also the dirtiest bastard I've ever had sex with. In the last eleven months I've done everything and then some to please Ray, and have absolutely no plans whatsoever to stop having sex with him. Hopefully soon he'll have Nick working away most Friday nights. it#ll give us the time and chance for me to take his huge cock in my mouth, pussy and asshole. The last of which I adore him fucking.
    If Nick could get a better job, then maybe I wouldn't have to fuck his boss. Having said that I'm happy enough to stay at home and have Ray visit me as much as he wants.

    #42168 — Comments (3) — Nov 5, 2018 at 10:59 AM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Lesbian Female / 42

    Struggling financially I agreed to a housekeeping and cooking arrangement in return for room and board. The man is a widower and the house is large giving me the two upstairs bedrooms and den and he kept the master and guestroom and dining living kitchen downstairs. He worked long hours and at first I seldom saw him. He hurt his ankle and stayed home for several days and that is when he found out I was lesbian. He was quick to tell me he did not agree and he expected me to respect him and stop being a lesbian. I didn't agree.

    He changed his routine and started to come home early enough for dinner which meant I had to prepare his dinner and mine. He insisted that we sit together which led to conversations which led to his objections of my being lesbian. I looked for alternative living arrangements but he said no, I was to stay and respect him. It wasn't like he was forcing me, it was financial and I was not in a relationship. So I kept my mouth shut and dropped the subject.

    I have lived with him now twelve years, he is fully retired and in hood health, he likes to travel and I am his companion as we have traveled the world, he set himself up to taking me to all the corners of human civilizations. After that time when I said I would move out of his house I have only had 'friends', he looks the other way and I keep my social life to myself. He has been my longest adult relationship.

    #42126 — Comments (3) — Oct 31, 2018 at 8:57 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 33

    I married a man for several reasons, I was lonely, I was tired of living in a rental with two other roommates, I felt that life was going by and I would never have kids, but mostly I married him because he was successful and he bought me nice things and took me to nice places. He could afford me. In that sense I got married for the money.

    I am now married for ten years and I have two kids and I live in a house and I have everything that anyone would want, but I am not in love with him. I know that is picky, and I try to learn to love him, but I can't. I don't deny him sex, I am always willing, but that doesn't mean that I enjoy it. It is a chore, like cleaning the kitchen or the bathroom, something I have to do to stay married.

    It has gotten to the point that I don't want to be seen naked by him, and I don't want to see him naked either. He shaves naked which grosses me out and we have two daughters. He shows off his penis to me, like I am going to desire it. I don't. His penis is gross, the whole penis thing is gross. But I submit to it like I have since I married him, it is part of my job, like keeping house.

    I masturbate to get off. I have always masturbated, as a kid, in high school, in college, when I lived with my roommates, and I masturbate now. I have my routine, I take the kids to school, I come home and take a hot bath, I admire myself in the mirror, I use mirrors to masturbate, I like touching myself in the mirror, using my dildo while holding the mirror, I masturbate with my hand until I am fully aroused and my flower is wide open and I then use my dildo and my clit to come. I don't need to masturbate every day, but about once a week.

    I never dream of a penis, not ever. I don't have any desire for men. I never have. To me men are just there, and no man has ever turned me on. I only get turned on with my own body, I love my body, my breasts are my best feature but I also have a nice form. I have always been female attractive and I turned down lots of dates in high school and college.

    I don't cheat on my husband, unless masturbating is cheating. He gets a pretty good deal, I am a good wife in all other ways, and he has two very beautiful daughters, I made very beautiful girls. And like I said, I let him have sex, it is just that I am not having sex when he is. I have sex when I am alone with my thoughts and my mirror.

    #42014 — Comments (4) — Oct 23, 2018 at 9:30 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 24

    Maybe ten years ago my me and some friends were handing out at a fast food place. At that age we all talked a big game when it came to sex even though none of us had probably done anything. I was out of money when of the guys said I'll get you something for a handjob in the bathroom. I gave a sarcastic fine and followed him. That was the first dick I ever saw or touched. He came almost as soon as I touched it which I guess doesn't count as a real hand job but, who made up the rules anyway.

    #42006 — Comments (2) — Oct 22, 2018 at 11:04 PM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 25

    I got divorced at 22 from my 38 year old husband. The pre-nup left me with nothing, he moved out of town and I was left penniless. I started dancing at a strip club and gave lapdances then as most girls did, I let guys fuck me for the cash. I was making a lot of money, and one girl was leaving to go with a high end service. I went with her. We did girl on girl shows, then let the guys take us in whatever way they could. Since I did it with women and men I got more calls than most girls did. I also did anal which got me some more calls too. After a while I got several regulars, about 8 older men; all but one married, and 3 older women between 50 and 65. I got a call to a hotel, and when I knocked on the suite door, my ex answered. He asked what I was doing there, I thought about making some excuse and leaving, but I told him why I was there. I was the girl the service sent over. He didn't object, I let him fuck me and went a second time in my ass (which I never used to let him do when we were married) and he got a great deal of pleasure paying me like a whore, and I took pleasure is taking his money for letting his unsizeable dick back into my body. He called again wanting my ass, I told him I had a previous appointment to have sex with a 58 year old widow who likes to be licked till she cries.

    #41995 — Comments (3) — Oct 22, 2018 at 1:12 PM — That's Juicy! (12) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 50

    A few years ago when I was 42 I went to work for a retired company director who lived in a big old house. He was a fit looking 60 plus guy with grey not white hair. Upstairs his wife was in bed with some sort of incurable cancer and getting round the clock care.

    Downstairs, 3 days a week, I cleaned the kitchen and some other rooms, plus laundry and ironing. From day one he gave me the eye. When he gave me my weekly envelope of money he stood real close. He knew I was married, and asked me all sorts of things. Had I ever cheated on my husband. I said no which wasn't strictly true. Were we still doing it. I said once a month.

    I know I'm a nuisance asking you all these things he said, but I answered I didn't give a stuff what we talked about. One day I was doing the washing up and he moaned about not getting anything these days because of her illness, and I said he could always buy whatever he wanted and he said he hated the thought of a professional slut.

    Another when I sat at the kitchen table with a coffee and apple he said the greatest sex was oral, his wife did it for him in the old days and it was the one thing thing he really missed. Did I do that for my husband ? I said I hadn't done it for many many years. Spit or swallow ? Swallow, no mess that way. I get the urges and no relief he said. Pity you can't help me he added.

    I said how much you offering, which shocked him greatly since he thought he was going to get it for nothing.

    I knew he could easily afford it, so I said what with the mortgage we could do with a little generosity. Of course he came around and we discussed what I would do for him, which turned out to be pretty much anything except anal, and how much I wanted. Didn't take long to settle the details.

    When can we start he asked. Right now if you want it. So he took me to his den or study, whatever these things are called, where there was a big old leather sofa. He sat down, lounging back and I got on my knees between his legs and opened his trousers, getting out his solid cock and gave him a blow job. I took it easy, using a lot of tongue and lips, getting him close to blowing and then backing off and letting him cool down a bit, playing with his balls. Then a bit more deep throat till he started to squirm and caught his thick spurts in my mouth.

    Shit you're fucking good he said.

    Then we got nude and he went down on me, sucking on my clit which he did pretty well before he fucked me in different positions. All of which was perfectly nice, giving me some hot flushes and muscle contractions.

    I said to my husband the boss wants me to work an extra day per week but I wasn't in the mood and he got a bit shitty. For fuck's sake, get it while you can he said.

    So at work we settled into our sex sessions. Driving there I would get itchy for his cock. First oral, maybe a 69, then fucking, one or two long nice fucks, which was good going for him. A good position was when he laid me face down on the sofa and fucked me from behind, saying he could pretend he was doing me up the arse. It was easy with a pillow or cushion under my hips. I could feel his cock moving in me and even close my legs a bit and squeeze down on it feeling its thickness. First time ever I'd done it in this position and I grew to love it.

    So too the pussy licking, he always wanted to go down on me saying he loved how juicy my pussy was. The orgasms were very sweet.

    But all good things come to an end.After 5 months his wife passed on and he sold up, the house and everything and went to Queensland. I remember sitting in my car watching all his stuff go into furniture vans. He never gave me a decent reason as to why he decided to move there.

    Maybe he got sick of paying for it.

    #41985 — Comments (1) — Oct 21, 2018 at 9:47 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 18

    I'm 18 and bi male, but am very small in height and in cock, I look like I'm several years younger, I don't even shave yet, I do have pubic hair when the man in question lets me grow it or shape it, though it isn't a very big patch. He is now 40 and has been fucking me since I was only 15. He paid me a lot of money my first BJ then my first fuck, even him giving me my first BJ. Then he paid less but I was making a good amount off him and a couple of his friends.

    As of last year he has a feed on a sex streaming site, and people pay to watch him fuck me. We normally do it 2 times a day sometimes 3. I am always dressed and made up in girls undies, long hair styled, and always get a bareback creampie that I let ooze out of me for the camera. Sometimes he will inject saline into my chest to make me have small boobs. That's when we make the most money. It takes about 3 hours spread through the day, and I get a guaranteed $100 sometimes with extra tips I get up to $ 200.

    Last week he had me get with this really fat girl who I don't think every had sex before. She had a pretty face but was only 5ft. 2in. tall -I'm only 5ft. 8in - but she weighs about 175lbs. I fucked her on camera live streaming. I shot my load outside her then pushed it into her an inch or so to shoot the rest, this allowed her to push it out. There was a little bit of blood, but I don't know if she was doing it her first time or was just starting her period or ending it, she was incredibly tight. The only other pussy I've had was a 55 year old woman my man friend had me fuck several times. The fat girl got embarrassed when I asked, and walked out of the room and went to the toilet while I recouped for round two in front of the camera. She was natural blonde with blonde pussy hair, I really liked fucking her, it was really tight and she kisses great, nice soft tits too. Two days later I fucked her ass. I still get fucked a couple times a day while dressed like a girl, sometimes with boobs and sometimes not.

    #41919 — Comments (2) — Oct 16, 2018 at 8:20 AM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 28

    I have a naturally well formed, fit physique, not a knock-out, but trim and shaved. Two of my girl friends do life modeling (nude) at a famous art school in this large city. I have been to nude beaches with them in Europe so when they urged me to join them in modeling for life class. I applied and got the job. Nudity in women, today, is fairly common.

    It's harder work than I thought because our movement is painfully restricted and also the nudity but not what you might guess. I notice both men and women students giving me salacious looks and some the men are obviously sporting boners under their pants. Again, not what you might reaction, I become horny as hell and have to excuse myself to go to the women's room too many times to wipe my soaking, dripping pussy dry. I'm going to have to quit the job.

    #41881 — Comments (3) — Oct 14, 2018 at 12:41 AM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 26

    So Iâve always worked in the restaurant business I like the cash tips at the end of the night and the atmosphere. Along the way I learned what shifts are better sections etc. I got a job at a local seafood spot a few months ago and noticed my manager was always checking me out. Heâd constantly watch me walk away (my best feature is my ass) Iâm not gorgeous but Iâm pretty for sure. Iâd catch him taking glances at my chest from time to time too. Being the new girl I wasnât getting the best shifts or tables and seating so I decided to wear more revealing shirts that still fit uniform criteria. Iâd purposely find reasons to seek him out and make sure he noticed me and my outfits to the point where he would start coming to seek me out and find reasons to call me into the office. So one night it was slow and he asked me to rearrange some items in the downstairs dry storage area which I did. I was down there for awhile and heard someone coming when I turned around I saw it was my manager so I started leaning down to show my cleavage from my shirt and would look up to see if he was starring which he was. I did this for awhile and he started asking me random questions like so how long have you lived in town do you have brothers and sisters did you go to college do you have a boyfriend just non related random questions. He began to help me put some stuff on the shelves and there wasnât much more talk. He asked me to put something up too and showed me the step ladder he offered to hold it so I wouldnât fall even though it was literally 3 steps. As I was coming down and turned around he was right there so I decided to just plant one on him and kissed him softly but then open mouthed. I felt him get hard almost instantly and kissed him harder I stopped and told him to grab my ass which of course he started to. I walked towards the door and shut it after a few minutes and pulled my shirt and bra down enough to expose my breasts and nipples he said are you sure you want to do this and I said of course no one should come down here right? It was still during service and it was slow so no one should come down. I walked back towards him and started to undo his belt and zipper and started stroking him as we kissed some more and Iâd throw in some occasional words. Eventually I got down on my knees and started giving him a passionate blowjob all the while making eye contact to see his enjoyment. At some point he took my chin and guided me back to my feet and pushed me up against the wall and undid my pants. I turned around and grabbed his dick to put it inside me and let him have his way with me. Iâm not sure how no one heard ya because I got really into him being so much older and married me having a boyfriend and letting my manager fuck me had me so turned on. I mustâve came numerous times as Iâd clench up with him in me and start to shake. I told him unless he anted to father a love child to pull out. I let him finish on my ass and got dressed. After this experience I started getting better shifts and tables plus more hours and ever since then we usually fuck at least 2-3 times a week at work. I donât want to leave my boyfriend and I know he wonât leave his wife and kids but I love knowing I can get this older married man off whenever I want. Sometimes I go out with him instead of working and weâll go an hour or so away so we can publically appreciate being with each other without his wife or my boyfriend finding out. Besides the looks we get when they see this 50 some old year man with me at 26 is priceless.

    #41841 — Comments (54) — Oct 11, 2018 at 7:37 PM — That's Juicy! (14) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Male / 28

    There is this bar that I frequent, it is an after work bar. I am on the hunt. I am a blow job artist, and I charge a modest fee. I just need to make rent. If I have to swallow then the fee is higher.

    What I don't like is guys who are all about themselves, too skinny who work out all the time. I leave them alone, not interested even if I have to pay rent. I don't do gay men either. What I do like is the guy that is in there because he doesn't want to go home, has a wife who is a bitch and needs a blow job. He is usually there alone, or stays after his buddy has to go home to his bitch wife and is finishing his drink. You can't be subtle about this, I go sit next to him, slide a piece of paper in front of him, offer him the blow job, if he is interested I flash four sets of fingers for twenty bucks, when he is in my mouth I offer him to completion and knock the price up to fifty bucks. They go for the fifty bucks.

    The bathroom is a bad place, so I usually suggest his car and to go park it beside the building next door, it is dark and private and I can go to work. It takes about ten minutes, I swallow it all, take the fifty and go back inside to see if I can make a hundred that night. My goal is two a night, five hundred a week, two thousand a month which supplements my 47K job as a teacher in junior high.

    It's just business, I am not gay, I like girls and fuck girls, I have a girlfriend who teaches with me at the same school. I just need to make ends meet.

    My girlfriend titty dances on weekends or Thursday and Friday night and we have the weekends to go out. It's just business, tits and ass for a couple of nights, pick up a couple of grand a month. It is the same thing.

    The real culprit here is the State of California that doesn't pay a teachers enough to live on.

    #41821 — Comments (1) — Oct 10, 2018 at 11:27 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
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