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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 —
    Transsexual Female / 18

    I'm still a teen, feminine and my voice has not deepened. I have a tiny penis, almost like a clit, and a slim body with a little bubble ass and wear the dresses of a school girl with no underwear below my waistline. I work at a sandwich shop and deliver to a lot of places at lunchtime. One of the places is a law firm and the top fellow there, Mr. Gearhart, is a big, heavy man with half closed eyes and a deep voice. When we first met he said, "You look good like a little school girl but you should get a professional to do your hair. He then handed me $200 to do it.

    The next time I saw him, I had my hair done and he said, "100% improvement. Let me see your little ass." I turned around and lifted my skirt. He said, "Can you handle this?" He took out what first looked like a baby's arm but then I saw the large head on it and knew it was a real cock. He added, "I want to fuck you, let's at least try." I had not had anything like that, some big, but this was heavy meat. He closed his office door and I bent over his desk. He lubed his cock up from a tube of something then slowly slipped his big meat up my ass. It got easier and more exciting as he pumped his thick, meaty cock in and out. It actually grew more erect and bigger as he fucked my asshole. I could feel him slowly pushing my innards aside for fucking space.

    Almost immediately it felt wonderful. It felt like it belonged up my ass and while he fucked me, slowly and deeply, I already started to think of how often he might want to fuck me and if he could fuck me daily. He said, "I'm going to come up your ass, here," handing me a small towel, saying, "I shoot off a large load, kid." Then I felt him pulsing inside me around nine or ten times. I felt it begin to drool out and caught it with the towel.

    Mr. Gearhart took out $100 and handed it to me, saying, "In case you need to launder stuff." My little asshole was throbbing with a slight burn but already hungry for more big meat and I said, "Can I drop by on my way back to the shop." He chuckled and said, "Sure, we'll see if we can try it again." I could not wait to get back and fairly soon, Mr. Gearhart was pumping me while I felt my entire body turned on to the fuck. He shot his load in where I could see he enjoyed it, I wiped it and he said, no more cash for today but you can come by tomorrow if you want more fucking. We'll try it out."

    My tiny bubble ass gets Big Meat daily now, and look forward to it. It's amazing. My tiny cock becomes a stiff rod and if Mr. Gearhart lasts more than five minutes I come on my own. He almost always pulses a lot of sperm into me. I come on the front of his desk but always remember to wipe it clean.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Male / 47

    Here's a confession that over the past 30 years, I've taken great pains to hide. Until now, no one knows about this not even my second wife and I want to keep it that way. In fact, I've taken great pains to hide an entire separate career from my early adulthood. Hold onto your hats because this one is good!

    I am sure everyone has heard of Las Vegas and I also sure that some of you may or may not know that City by it's dubious nickname 'Sin City'?

    Well, from about the mid-seventies to late eighties that City truly earned that nickname as it was without question one of the sleaziest places on the planet. This was most especially true if you were a professional dancer.

    I was a straight laced Company Ballet Dancer when at the age of 24 I heard that the Vegas Casinos were drooling over landing seasoned male cavaliers for their Cabaret Shows. To be more specific, they were having troubles finding males who fit the mold of what they wanted and what they wanted was chiseled, handsomely masculine male dancers with squared jawlines. I had heard the money was good and so at the time I figured "youth was on my side and that I had nothing to lose!"

    Among male ballet dancers, I was always considered a bit different from the regular male dancers and I liked it that way. For one I was very straight and secondly, I considered myself an athlete first and dancer second. In high school I played varsity football and also wrestled. I was forever in and out of ballet and this always pissed off my instructors but I didn't care because I was a cocky dude.

    When I told the Company's Ballet Mistress that I was headed to Vegas she begged me not to go. I clearly recall the expression on her face and I could tell she was serious. She knew what was going on out there but for whatever reason, she held back on telling me then.

    Managing money was never a strong suit of mine and over the course of the first month I was out there, my checking account was nearly at zero. I had wanted to hold out so that I could audition for one of the Major Shows but now things were suddenly at critical mass.

    Right about that time rescue arrived in the form of a phone call from this lady who was a dance talent scout whom I had hired. One of the smaller Burlesque Cabaret Shows in Old Vegas was looking for a male dancer with a lot of ballet experience specifically 'pas de deux' or partnering skills. A perfect fit for me! She had sent the Show's Director my resume with head shot photo and he told her "to have me come down immediately."

    In those days, just about every damned show around Vegas was in actuality, a glorified Burlesque Show so I really didn't give the label much thought.

    When I first showed up for rehearsals I was taken aback by my partner 'Tammy'. Tammy was an extremely exotic looking girl with easily, the sexiest most gorgeous female physique that I had ever seen and that was saying a lot. She was an ethnic mix of Hawaiian and Portuguese but she didn't have much in the way of formal dance training. At the time I was surprised by this but didn't really ponder it for too long. She and I were to perform an adagio piece that was to be the Show's Premier dance number if not top act.

    In fact, she was the Show's marquee stripper. In all the Show also had 2 other girls that did striptease acts. A small chorus section filled out the dancer card.

    As I would soon learn, this small Show was a traditional French themed deal that had been struggling and was in danger of having its contract voided by some rather rough unsavory characters.

    In those days the old French themed deals were generally weird! How they typically went was to always feature a set of freaky comedy acts and this show certainly did that! At the time they had 4 dwarf clowns trying to get into a tiny taxi, 3 live orangutans messing with their trainer and a short giggling bubbly woman who weighed 300lbs that twirled her tits.

    We worked for 5 straight days getting the dance act up and going. The Show Director was an idiot who didn't know squat about partnering but none of it was very challenging at all and Tammy and I meshed really well.

    That this dance act was going to be a very steamy suggestive number was obvious from the start and I was admittedly "very worried about it" but I found myself sort of just going along with everything. Out of money and options, I felt there was no outlet! I felt things were getting a bit too interesting and called the talent lady but she just giggled and said "be happy where you're at."

    Not making things any better was the presence of the Casino Owners and their wives who each day would help themselves to the Showroom's stocked bar.

    The bull crap would start with catcalls the second Tammy and I would walk on stage and strip out of our outer attire. We just tried to ignore the catcalls but it was hard. I think it was at this point that for the first time I was in dance, I felt totally and completely exploited and violated. Each night I tossed and turned in my bed wondering if somebody would recognize me in this show?

    The women would get all tanked up then wander down to the front of the stage to watch Tammy and I work on partnering. These women knew what was going on with our act and seemed to be already getting off on it or at least the power they felt they had over it. The air would be thick with their cigarette smoke and we could hear every word they were saying. "That boy is going to look fine in a G-string!" Lets tell Marty to make them perform full nude!" Why doesn't Marty make their love scene a bit more intense?" It just went on and on. I wondered how other dancers in Vegas would put up with this?

    Yup! We had a love scene to act out but that wouldn't come until Tammy and I had completed some pretty provocative partnering.

    When we first began rehearsing the actual love scene I thought "this guy is crazy if he thinks the censors would allow this!" But then, what the hell did I even know about who was doing the censoring? As far as costuming, I didn't even give it a thought though I should have!

    This whole time though, Tammy and I were growing closer together. I believe the catcalls and nature of what we knew we would be doing definitely drew us closer.

    Tammy and I didn't process it then but we were part of a new breed of Burlesque Striptease Adagio Performers.

    In this era, the desire for ever increasing beautiful live erotic entertainment was insatiable and so some enterprising Burlesque Choreographer soon thought of a novel idea. "Why not match pair chiseled masculine male ballet dancers with top end female exotic dancers?"

    It wasn't too long before such partnerships began appearing at some rather posh/swanky striptease clubs. The ballet world turned up its noses at this practice and only wanted to pay lip service to the fact that some of its males were signing on with Striptease Clubs to perform with the Club's girls.

    On that first night the Show got lucky and sold nearly its entire allotment of tickets to a mob of tourists from the Far East. What really got everybody's attention though was that most of them bought tickets to the second late showing.

    Looking back, I think some of those people's eyes nearly bulged right out of their sockets when Tammy and I retreated to opposite ends of the small stage, faced each other then took off our costuming robes. You could have a pin drop in that room before some guy in the back echoed out "holy sh%$!" We could actually hear the guy!

    Well, I couldn't say I could blame the guy as Tammy and I wore what had to be the skimpiest outfits anybody had probably ever seen to that point. They were just thin rhinestone straps that crisscrossed our upper bodies before attaching to the rear sides of silver and purple sequined G-strings. The frontal coverings though were kept to an absolute minimum with mine being a tight sling and Tammy's closely resembling one of those wild Brazilian deals.

    The Proprietors had wanted top quality skin and we were certainly providing it. The side waistbands of those things were not even a half inch wide and the thong portion was just a thin rhinestone strap. In fact from our side angle one couldn't tell we even had on G-strings and until catching a minute flash from the waistband rhinestones.

    For our footwear they put me in some thick white furred dance boots with silver wrist bracelets. Tammy just had on thin white ballet slippers with a silver headband.

    For our pas work Tammy was very poised and grew more confident with each move. Initially, I was a bit out of sorts having to perform almost completely nude but after a couple of moves I just seemed to put it out of my mind.

    Meanwhile the Owners of the Show were guffawing. They felt Tammy and I made for a beautifully gorgeous Burlesque Show couple and complimented the costume lady for out outfits. What really set us apart to them though was the stark contrast in our skin tones as Tammy was a natural tanned look whereas I am a very pale white. Further, my hair is a light sandy brown and hers was long and jet black.

    Just prior to us heading to our stage bed for the love scene, Tammy plied down and hopped up on me. She immediately tightly wrapped her thighs around my waist with her fingers interlocked behind my neck. We looked at each other for just a moment before she cocked her head. We then engaged in a deep kiss.

    The stage bed itself was actually Tammy's throne sofa. She was playing the role of a Babylonian Queen and so the throne sofa was covered in a gold velvet material. Typical Vegas!

    I think at that time, our live love scene was one of the most provocative performances anyone had ever seen. She got on top of me and I could hear the audience gasping in disbelief. They simply could not fathom what they were witnessing! The stage lighting had went to several different subdued hues as we performed. Our final love making position had me in a standard missionary position. I remember just staring ahead like a zombie as I ground the front of my sling right up into her. That damned G-string just kept going further up into my rear end each time I would relax my glutes. We finally got up on our knees and kissed before the curtains closed.

    I was pretty subdued after those first two performances. Once my mind would clear I immediately felt very dirty. Waves of shame would come over me. I had nightmares wondering if anybody that knew my family was there?

    That night Tammy invited me over to her apartment and we both knew where things were headed. I had on my tight jeans and jean jacket with cowboy boots and she had on a black silk robe. We might have sat down for a minute or two before I followed her back to her room. Without saying a word, she looked right at me before removing that robe and climbing on that bed.

    I just stared ahead as I took off my duds. I was semi-hard and knew that she was going to put me into a deep ecstasy and keep me there.

    We sensually kissed with her on top before she went down on me. When she scooted down between my legs Tammy playfully giggled and smiled wide. She was noticing that like hers, nearly my entire genital area had been shaved and waxed bald. To her, it was the mark of a Vegas exotic dancer. I was never going back to ballet and knew it. As Tammy sucked on me I knew that the Gods of eroticism had brought me to her and there was nothing I could do about it.



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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 18

    My step dad sold me
    I ask my step dad to get me a car when I turned 16 in five months, he told me to get a job. Then he tried to fuck me, and after fighting him off so long I git tired, I let him get me, but I told him not to shoot inside me. He did not listen and he came in me, then he laid on top of me for a long time.
    He did not get me pregnant, but I knew once he got me, he would get me when he could now. So I ask the school nurse for birth control, she gave me condoms. I told her this guy wants to get me pregnant, he will not wear a condom. She told me to not sleep with a guy who would do that, I told her it's not an option.
    She started asking questions, I walked out. She chased me down and brought me back. She stopped asking questions and she gave me a shot. She wanted me taken care of and pills can be missed.

    My step dad started getting my pussy when my mom was not home or when mom was sleeping. One night he laid on top of my from behind, when he came up inside me, he laid there and told me that he had plans to swell me up and give me a baby. He told me that my mom was now pregnant but he wanted children faster than mom could make them. I ask him about a car, he told me to get a job. When I told him no one would hire me until I was 16. By then school would be out and there would not be any job for me. He told me to sell some my pussy.

    I could not sell me pussy, boys get it free and they don't have any money. He told me older men, I told him it was scared cops would catch me, then my mom would beat me ass.

    He told me a guy who worked with him would pay me, he had it set up. I would get $50 for a day with this guy. He told me mom that I was cleaning this man's house. I would make $50 on Saturday. The man was white and his house was real nice. He wanted to take pictures of me, then he ask me to take a shower. I used a trash bag and some tape to keep my hair dry. and when I came out of the shower he gave me one of his shirts to wear. told me not to wear underwear or bra. He offered me food and drinks. but I was nervous. He gave me a mixed drink and told me to drink it. That would relax me. I drank it, he got me to sit in his lap on the sofa and he just kissed me. He kissed me and held me for over an hour.

    It was so hot and so good I wanted him to get me, I wanted it bad. I grabbed his dick and tried to get it in me. He told me I was not ready yet, he wanted it to be special. He fixed me another drink and took me to his bedroom. He ate my pussy and it was the best feeling i had ever had. No one had done that before. I did not need a drink to relax, I was having the best time now. I wanted this man to do everything to me. When he got my pussy I wanted it, I did not want it to stop, like I did with my step dad. I think that is because my step dad was never gentle with me. He laughed when I cried the first time he got me. It really hurt and I told him it hurt. He told me GOOD, I needed to be hurt, I was his second bitch. I don't know what that was but I know it burned when he put it in my pussy.

    I ask if I could spend the night, we could have sex on Sunday too. He did not have to pay me another $50 I would let him get me for free. I really liked it. He told me my step dad was charging him $200. So my step day played me and he fucked me. I was so mad, I was hurt. Kyle was nice to me, he said he would help me out. I told him I was saving for a car. He showed me a car he had in the garage. He said it was his ex wife car. He did not drive it but if i wanted a Mustang, he would give it to me.

    I called my mom and told her that I could have this Mustang. But I would have to clean every Saturday for a year and I might have to stay and Clean on Sunday too. She said I could trade the work for the car. She ask if I was comfortable spending the night at Kyle's house? I said yes. Kyle was a nice guy and really sweet. He would take me driving and let me use his tags, he would put me on his insurance. But I I had to work for it. My mom said I could move in with Kyle for all that. She would move in with him if he bought her a Mustang. I know she was joking, but I would have moved in if i could.

    When I got home Sunday night I told my step dad that I knew what he did. He told me thats his pimp cut. He ask if Kyle fucked me good. I told him that I hated it. It did not last long and we watched tv after. I did not want him to know I liked it, or he would not let me go back. My step dad told me to go take a shower and he handed me a douche bottle, said to wash the cum out of me. I read that douche was not good for me, so I poured it in the toilet. When I got out of the shower my step dad bent me over the sink and he came inside me. He told me that he would start fucking me more, I needed to have his baby, so my mom's baby would have a brother to play with.

    My step dad came in my room after mom went to sleep every night and got me, he made me put my feet on the wall and hold the cum in me. My mom woke up and saw him on top of me. My mom freaked out. She beat him with my field hockey stick, then he took it from her and slapped her. Mom kicked him out of the room and she slept with me. She wanted to know how long my step dad had been doing me, I said just two times. It was a lie, but I worried he might tell mom about Kyle.

    We went in the living room and step dad promised to never touch me again. Mom made me promise to tell her if he did, and she would call the police on my step dad. My step dad cried and ask me to forgive him. We talked all night and mom got dressed for work. After she left me step dad made me suck his dick and he got me up my butt. I cried and he told me it was my fault we got busted. He said I should be pregnant by now. he searched me room for pills. I told him I did not have any pills.

    I got my Mustang after I got my drivers license. My step dad hated the car and he hated me. My mom loved my car, I drove her around. she said she married the wrong guy. She should have tried Kyle, she said he's a nice looking white guy. She wondered why he was not remarried, or had a girlfriend. I wanted to tell mom that I was his girlfriend, but I knew she would not let me go back to Kyle's house. I had fallen in love with Kyle that first Saturday. he treated me so sweet so kind. He made me feel like a woman. if i could I would have his baby. but if I stopped taking shots my step dad might get me pregnant.

    I graduated and I got free two years at our local community college. Mom had a birthday and graduation party for me combined. My step dad did a BBQ and grilled chicken. Kyle was there and when I blew out my candles, my friend ask me what my wish was. My step dad said I needed to wish for a job so I could move out the house. Mom said I needed to focus on school. Said I had a job working for Kyle. My step dad said I was working for a car and gas. (Kyle gave me a card he put money on, I used it for gas and other things. He gave me $400 each month) I did not put any food on the table. I needed to get out of the house. I was 18 and grown now. My little brother needed me room.

    In the middle of the party, I ask Kyle if i could stay in his spare room? Kyle said yes. My friends helped me load my clothes and I moved to Kyle's house that night. Kyle is almost forty and I am nineteen. I wanted to stop taking the shots, but Kyle said no. I did not need to have a baby. I needed to get finished with school. I needed a guy my own age some day. I told Kyle that i love him, that I want his baby. I told me mom that I wanted to be with Kyle as his wife, My mom said I could not find a better guy. When kyle gets old I would end up with something. A nice house and some money. If we had kids my kids would get better than my little step brother gets. Mom said I should have Kyle's baby.

    Tonight Kyle is taking me to his family beach condo and I plan to ask him to marry me. My mom told me to show him my phone text. She approves of him giving me a baby. him marrying me if he wants. Wish me luck and hop he says yes.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Male / 26

    I donât consider myself gay but I did have a gay sugar daddy for my entire time in college. I knew it was an easy way to make money and I didnât have time for a job so I did that. He was an older gray hair guy that was 61 when we first meet.

    He bought me everything from a laptop, cloths, food, paid for health check ups at the doctors and got me other little gifts.

    Of course in return for all that stuff I gave him sex. It was agreed upon during the first few meets that it would be a sexual thing eventually. So Iâd give him blowjobs at first and eventually anal. He knew I was a virgin so he took me to Hawaii on a Memorial Day week to take my virginity. After a long hike one day he opened up the doors in the hotel room to let the outside breeze in and that lead to sex. I actually enjoyed it. After that we normally meet up 2 to 4 times a week and always had sex. For 5 years straight.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 34

    Im a married woman and im the receptionist at a warehouse.theres only one othwr female that works here.shes a butch lesbian and she has been trying to convince me to let her fuck me for months now.she tells me in front of the guys how shell lick my pussy better than any man ever has. And she wants me to show her my titties. Ive got huge titties.she asks me how big my nipples are and what i like my nipples sucked on or played with.she wants to fuck me with her 10 inch strapon. I have to admit that ive been masterbating thinking about some of the things she described.
    The thing is, ive been sucking my bosses cock for a few months now. I love giving blow jobs.and he has a nice thick long cock with a big suckable head on it. He has me on my knees everyday, sometimes twice a day. Im getting paid to suck his dick. I dont want anyone to know that i blow my boss everyday,especially my husband.
    My boss has been recording me sucking his cock.He has me do him with my top off so he can see my big titties bouncingas i bob my head. I just found out that all my coworkers have seen the videos of me sucking dick. Im being blackmailed by the lesbian.she will show my husband if i dont do everything she wants.
    Today at lunch,in the warehouse she made me take off my clothes and spread my legs wide and she ate my pussy while she fucked my asshole with her front of everyone. I came loudly twice on her tounge .then she fucked Me so Hard doggystyle with that huge strapon. All the men were saying ,look at her,shes loving that thing inside her.look at those tits.fuck her! Make her take all of it.she fuckin wants it.
    I cried when i everyone has video of going to have to let them all fuck me.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 18

    When I was 14 some older boys who were in a neighborhood arcade, had a whole box of baseball cards that I was into. There were 4 guys about 18-20, and the owner who was a man in his 50s. The boys went and locked the door, turned the closed sign over, and said I could have all the cards in the box if I took off my pants and bent over a table and let them each play with me. Not sure what they meant, I asked for the box first, and looking into it saw what I wanted. I pulled down my pants and the older one pulled down my underpants and bent me over the table.

    Two of the boys rubbed their dicks off in my ass crack and shot off all over my back and butt cheeks. The next boy was reaching around and playing with my dick and jacked me off. He used my own sperm to lube my butt, and I think some of the other boys sperm. He pushed into me and making very short, small strokes, pulled out and pushed me down and came on my lips, finishing himself with his hand. The next boy held me down on my knees and took my mouth till he shot down my throat. I started to pull up my pants as they'd all had their turn, I was going to take my box and go home. The old man who owned the place, roughly positioned me back over the table, and speared my ass with a huge cock. This was a full fledged fucking. He was laughing and grunting with every thrust, making comments about how sexy my boipussy was and how I was so much sexier than his wife to fuck. Then he shot his load up my young ass. With that the first two boys lined up and all four of them took another turn, all ending by cumming in my ass. Finally as I was ready to leave, the owner ripped off my white undies, and used it to wipe up the cum on my ass, back and face. I pulled up my pants and went home with my box of cards.

    After that the owner of the place would ask me to come in a few times, offering me free play, and he would turn the closed sign over and I'd bend over while he fucked me. I started sucking him too. I got all the free play, a couple of the other boys grabbed me in an alley and fucked me a couple of times. When the old man told me I had to entertain some of his friends, I was offered money for fucking and sucking. I took him and all his friends up on it, and by 15 I was getting a few hundred dollars a week as a suck and fuck toy for these older men. Sometimes the younger boys who were older and much bigger and tougher than I, would force me to suck or fuck them too, usually in an abandoned house or behind some bushes in the park. They didn't pay they just fucked me.

    I now live in my college city, and have started working for an agency where I get top dollar. I'm a top, a bottom, a crossdresser, I do women, men, and let them do whatever they want to me.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 47

    When I hit puberty I exploded. I went from being a slender flat chested girl to being a too tall, too buxom, too hippy girl. I was 13 and I looked like I was 25. I grew four inches to five eight, I gained 30 pounds to 145, I had large bust, 36 D, and my hips had exploded and I had to wear size 12 pants. All the while I had these small friends, still budding slightly, a couple with barely any pubic hair while I was totally covered with thick black pubes. It was like I went from twelve to twenty five in one year. Men started to look at me.

    A maintenance man at school would follow me around. He exposed himself to me several times. He would ask me in Spanish if I liked it and he would tell me that he wanted to have sex with me. I let him one day after choir practice, I let him take me into one of the maintenance rooms and undress me and have sex with me. I had never felt so desired as I did that afternoon. He woke me up. He was my first lover. We did it a whole lot of times in that maintenance room. And we enjoyed it every time.

    I discovered that men really liked a girl like me, and from then on I used my body, my boobs and my hips to my advantage. On one occasion, I was working as a Marketing Rep for a specialty tool company. I called on this executive we were trying to get to buy our product. I saw him look, he looked. I closed his door and asked him what it was going to take. I sat on his desk and leaned over and told him it was all his, he could have it all if he signed the purchase order. That was my first sale pressing my advantage.

    In my mid thirties I met a man who wanted more than just sex, he wanted me to settle down with him. If I did I was sure to lose a lot of my customers. I had to turn him down. There were just too many sales that I would have had to give up if I lived with him. I was forty before I agreed to live with a man.

    I am a 57 year old woman, and I can still turn heads. I sell real estate now in an upscale community geared towards wealthy retirees. I have seduced several husbands and more than one banker. I am currently dating a widowed medical doctor. He is into hot tubs and naked dining. And I am into men with money who can treat me nice. What caused me to hate myself as a teen has been my ticket to a very well compensated life.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 40

    When I was 20 I was flat broke, owed my school over $4k, my car died on the highway one night, the transmission had gone out. My rent for my apartment was 2 months behind. This was back in 1976. I was very fem and have been wearing in my mother's clothes since I was 8. I looked just like her when dressed up. I was so frustrated, I got dress one night and headed out to the beach to walk on the boardwalk. As I was getting closer to South Beach this before it became what it is today, I reached this bench and sat down, enjoying the breeze, this older guy of around 60 came by and checked me out. But kept walking by, a few minutes later he was on the return trip, he stopped and said Hello. Then he followed up and said don't know if your a working girl or not but I'll pay you for a BJ. he then showed me a $50 dollar bill. I got up and took him to one of the life guard stations we climbed in and I got busy. As i was sucking him her reached around lifting my dress and caressing my panties. He then said how about another fifty and let me fuck you. I sat up and turned I pulled my panties down and got on my knees on the bench, sh stood up letting his shorts drop to his ankles, he opened my cheeks and shoved into my ass, it hurt some but he wasn't large. He held my hips and pumped me hard. i started to moan and him saying you like that Baby? Then he said ;m cumming and he filled me with his cum. When he slipped out i pulled my panties up, he fixed himself. I climbed down and he followed me to the boardwalk. I was about to leave when he asked do you need the money? I said yes I am broke. he told me he had some friends that would love me. He told me to be there the next night about 10 pm. I said OK. So the next night I was there again n another one of my Mother outfits. And he showed up with 3 friends. I did all 3 of them. I made $300 in just over an hour. They told me about a party Friday night at a Senior Center Hall, to show up around 11 pm. So I grabbed my mother's cocktail dress and high heels and went to the place, the first guy met me outside. He took me to a bath house in the back. Within 5 minutes I had guy after guy coming outside to visit me, they were all lonely widowed men. Up to the age 70 something. By the end I had done 30 of them I only knew this because I made $3000 that night. The first guy told me another party in 2 weeks. I said I would be there. I was able to pay my back rent, get my car fix, and start paying down my school. Well 2 weeks later I was back and made $2500. the following party I made $4200. the word had gotten out among their social circles. After that night I had a note passed to me from a lady. She wanted to meet me. She wanted me to service her. This encounter added 6 women to my list of clients. In 6 months I had everything paid off a new car, and my own wardrobe. So for the next 2 years until I wrapped up school I was a call girl for Seniors.

    #40152 — Comments (0) — May 10, 2018 at 10:14 AM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 28

    I always did it for the money. I know of no other way. As a child I would see mum go out on weekends come back from dates happy as a lark and loaded with money. One day when I was nine, she bathed me for the last time, I recall, and said, "Honey you have the sweetest little ass. If if does not flatten out as you grow up you'll be sitting on a million. I recall she buried her face in my ass cheeks and I could feel her tongue flicking my asshole, then kissing it, not realizing that she was giving me a rim job. It happened only once and I missed it until men began doing it, and many did.

    AS I grew up, mum taught me about life and my choices. Ultimately i chose what she did. She kept a limited list of ten sponsors who paid a good monthly amount to stay on the list, with those waiting to get on the list. They each saw her, horny or not, every ten days, if they wished. The calendar was open for one day. Fortunately, I got my looks from her. Unlike her, however, I do not plan to have a child. I have two crazy cats.

    #40148 — Comments (0) — May 9, 2018 at 4:58 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove This.
  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 18

    I had anal sex with guys before. The first time with 3 older boys 17 to 19 who force-fucked me when I was 14. This weekend I took money to let an older man and his friends take turns fucking me. I stayed made up, in stockings, garterbelt, white lacy bra, and high heels. From Friday night till Sunday morning the man plus 15 others would fuck me as they wanted. Sometimes in the bedroom with the door closed, others would take me out in the living room or bent over the dining room table, in front of anyone else who was there. They would leave and some came back for seconds, thirds and fourths when horny. I got my first gangbang and the first time I got paid. $ 500 for a weekend of cock.

    #40120 — Comments (0) — May 7, 2018 at 9:14 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
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