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.

My Photoshoot

I recently started my career as a model. I was signed by an agency. I am attractive looking female and have got the perfect assets. So one day my manager who also happens to be my uncle, informed that there is a new assignment that has come up and it pays good amount of money. I asked him what it is and he informed that they need a model for a photoshoot for their agency. I really like getting clicked so I agreed. We went there and there was this crew. The main photographer his staff. There were about 20-30 odd people all men. The photographer gave the instructions. It was was going to be story in each click, I nodded and head to the make up room. The designer got the costume it was formal office wear. They also got lingerie and asked me to wear this particular one as per the photographer’s order. I put it on and headed to the studio. I posed as my pics were clicked. Then he told me to remove my jacket and open two buttons of my shirt. I followed his order and did that. The next one he asked me take of my trousers and stand only wearing the shirt. Although nervous I did it as I was getting paid. Then he asked me to unbutton my shirt completely, I understood it was a semi-nude shoot. I posed with confidence and later took off the shirt as well. He then said "to the final part" and an another model guy walks in. He's wearing a bathrobe. He walks up to me and undoes his robe, standing naked in front of me. The photographer then tells us there will be some seductive shots. Before I could say anything the guy got me and pulled me into a kiss. His hands slowly went to my panty and slid down as the photographer got nice pictures my butt. He then unhooked my bra. And I was there completely naked in a room full of men. Pretty sure there quite a few hard dicks around.

  • At Work

    It happened while I was working at a hotel i am a chuby girl with a large chest 44 double DD i was working the front desk business had been slow in the restaurant when a guy comes in and asks about the rooms I give the usual speech about the rooms how they come with a hot tub in the room king size bed he asked if he could see a room i get my keys and take him up to one of the nicest rooms in the place I leave the door to the room open he looks around it a two story room with a sauna on the second floor he comes back down and said to me your not bad looking are you single I explain to he i am dating the chief he says will I am the type that when I something i want i will do almost anything to get it i getting a little nervous now but he says he's got a deal for me he would give 200 dollars to see my breasts so I go shut the door and said show me the money he open his wallet and it was full of hundred dollars bills he handed me 200 I had on a black dress that zipped in the back so he had to unzip it and undo my bra I gave him a good look and even let him feel them got dressed and went back down stairs but he comes back the next night and asks if he could see a different room so I agree but the only difference is I getting ready to lock for the so no employee's are there he asked if i wanted to show them to he again i agreed as i needed the money then I asked if he could see me completely naked I said no but he said he would go 500 dollars I still said no then he offered 1000 dollars so I agreed now i have 1200 dollars plus the 200 from the night before I figured he was going to ask for more and he did he asked if we could have sex i told he no I was seeing someone so he up the offer and offered me a another 1000 I agreed he was a tall very attractive man with the smallest penis I have ever seen i could not hardly even feel it in me.

    Male Escort

    Until covid hot I was a happy guy living with my girlfriend. We had a dump apartment and both worked waiting tables at a chain restaurant. our state shut everything down when covid hit. We were broke and our only option was to go back to our parents.

    Instead we joined a website. An "escort" website. I had it in my head older women would line up for a young attractive guy. But all I got was responses from older men. She had no problem and would meet 2-3 men a day. Finally she got tired of being the only one bring in money and told me I had to start meeting men or she would leave. I did it. I remember the first time was not easy. I was face down on a bed crying as this 50 year old man reamed my butthole. It hurt!

    I got used to it though and soon I was meeting 2-3 men a day just like her.

    She ended up leaving me and moved in with one of the older wealthy men. I can't give up the money so I still meet men for paid sex.

  • Making Easy Money When I Was Younger As A Gay Model

    Some time ago, I was working as a mail carrier in the Dallas area. I slipped and broke my ankle and I had to sit out for six weeks before returning to work. I lived in an old duplex with out central heat or air, two bedroom, one bathroom. In the unit next door was a man that worked from home. I got to know him.

    He had a photography business. It was porn. He specialized in gay porn. He had lots of examples, rejects from past photoshoots, that I went through while he worked on developing his latest work. He sold to underground magazines, and underground distribution people. He hired men to pose, or to engage in sex. He had a studio set up for it. He caught me slowly jerking myself while I went through the rejects he left. He offered for me to make some money, I could pose, no one would ever know who I was because all the names were changed to protect the innocent. He had me undress to see if I was fit for a bay porn model.

    He set me up with a guy named Randy, in his later thirties, it was all oral stuff. I learned that I liked giving and receiving, but it was work posing. He had Randy give me a round of pure anal. I liked it, but it was real difficult keeping my composure with Randy in the background taking pictures. It turned out that I liked the gay stuff, a lot more than I would have ever imagined. I worked for Randy for the next couple of years. Some of the photos were good, sold well. Most of them ended up in the stack of rejects.

    Wife Is Stripper And Escort

    Wife is trained dancer, worked in strip clubs and does private parties. Last weekend she had a gig at a divorce party for bunch of black guys. Theme of the night was beer and poker with my wife serving drinks in sexy out fit.

    There was 8 guys and two girls at the party. She was soon stripped topless just to her panties, stockings and heels. The two girls had some fun with her, playing with her tits and kissing in front of the guys.

    Four of the guys took her to a bedroom and took turns fucking her. She finished the night just in her stockings.

    She said it was a good night and earned her $1,200 for a few hours.

  • My Weakness Is A Man Who Wants My Affections

    I was sent to ballet at five, tap at seven, modern dance, etc. In college I studied dance, not to get a job, because I enjoyed it. I was lucky and a dance troop accepted me. It was support dancing, on cruise ships. Pretty boring. One night I went out on the deck in the moonlight and an old man talked to me. Why not go to college to study something useful?

    Without money? I asked him. He said he had money, but he didn't have a dancer. Needless to say I went to live with him, to take care of him, to enroll in college again. He wanted an affectionate girl, hot coffee in the morning, a hot meal. I was very affectionate, very very affectionate, so he would like me better.

    I liked being affectionate, the more affectionate the better. It's not enough to be of service, a man needs are more than what a servant has to offer. A man needs affection. And for that you need to be his girl.

    I Give Handjobs For Pocketmoney

    I offer my hand and sometimes my mouth for money. I'm promoting on a website where Men can contact me. Most of the time we do it outdoor or in a car. Mostly older Men like 30-40years older then me. I do for the money but I also like it. It turns me on how they cum. Sometimes they look at me, say something to me, touch me.
    Maybe I offer my body as well. I'm bi and I like fucking with men and I like the age gap between me and my clients.
    Today I have one. We'll meet in his car. He has a big cock and he always says hoe cute I look and how much he enjoys me. He already asked if he could touch me more or suck me or even fuck me.

    My Mother Impressed This On Me, Rich Is Better

    Following a bitter divorce, and a huge drop in lifestyle, my mother told me "do not marry for love, marry for money. You can be poor and happy, you can be rich and happy, why be poor on purpose, marry a rich man and do what you need to do to stay married".

    I was 13, sleeping on a camp out on the floor of an apartment.

    Ten years later I was working in a corporate office as a clerk in purchasing. A man, with money, talked to me, asked me what my name was and what job I had. When I told him, he asked if I had gone to college.

    One night, after the office hours I stayed late to catch up on filing. He was leaving, I didn't know he walked the halls looking for stragglers. He found me on my knees, filing. Why are you here? He asked. I told him, 'not good enough' and told me to get my purse I was leaving.

    He waited, walked out with me, on the elevator he reached for my coat, then the strap on my purse. He asked me where I got my clothes. He then focused on my shoes.

    Outside, he asked me how I got to work, I told him, the train, then a bus, then walked the rest of the way.

    He told me he was looking for a woman to keep his bed warm, was I interested. I said no, but changed my mind, was he looking for a wife, or a whore. I wasn't a whore.

    I kept his bed warm that night, married him in Las Vegas. I quit my job to go college. Rich is better, even with a prenup. I don't kid myself, he may get bored with me. He's a whole lot older. But, as I told him, I am committed for him not to divorce me. Ask, I signed up for the duration.

    I will not go back to poor and lonely, rich IS better. I will do what I need to do for him to keep me. Maybe I will learn to love him. Maybe he will learn to love me.

    I Was Paid To Make An Amateur Sex Tape

    My college roommate was contacted by a modeling agency.
    She agreed to make the three hour trip to LA to do some nude modeling, soft porn and make a sex tape. Without me knowing, she'd also sent some pics of me at the beach, wearing a formal dress and in my volleyball uniform. I was offered the same deal if I came with her.
    After giving it some thought, the money looked good, we decided to go for it. They sent us the forms, what ID's and tests we'd need to have upon arrival along with an itinerary of scenes we were required per contract to do in order to be paid.
    We told family, friends and my boyfriend, current husband of 12 years, we were going on a shopping trip for the week.
    The first day, we did our solo nude and soft core scenes with toys. They tried to get us to do stuff together but since they were not going to pay us extra, we said no. We also met the guys we would be working with during the week.
    The next day was my friends big day to make her sex tape while I did a group blow job scene.
    The following day, I did my sex tape with the male talent my friend have worked with the day prior.
    I was in five movies.
    1 oral only group scene.
    2 scenes with male talent #1. One with a condom and the second a cream pie.
    1 anal scene with male talent #1 facial.
    1 scene with a black male talent that ended with a cream pie.

  • I Started Hustling At Seventeen. I Hustle Now For A Living.

    I fell into a friendship with a kid named Alan. Alan had access to a car and we went out often. One Saturday night he says we should go over to this part of town because he heard there were good parties. We hang out outside this diner and men drive by and call a kid over, and he gets in the car and comes back later. Most of the kids are high school but a few just a bit older. Were there to get picked up. Alan gets a ride, and little while later I get a ride.

    The man can tell it's my first time, so he goes slow and it's mutual jerking off before oral, Some kissing, but it's mostly oral and jerking him off. When he swings by to drop me off he slips a twenty into my hand and says he likes me and wants to know what nights I'm hanging out. Alan showed up a bit later, he got a fifty, but he let the guy have sex with him.

    It's top secret. We say nothing, To anyone. It's a Saturday night special. If you give sex, you get more money, a blowjob is twenty, sex is fifty. After a couple of rides for twenty, I want a ride for fifty. Alan does better, he gets three rides on three Saturdays for fifty. At his house one afternoon he tells me that I need to broken in, so he sets me up to fuck me. It doesn't go so well.

    I get a ride that same Saturday. A different man. He is older and in a hurry. He stops at this parking lot and we go behind the dumpsters of the building. I push my pants down, hold onto the sign post, and he gets going but he can't finish. He gives me fifty, but another twenty, I'm not supposed to tell anyone he can't finish.

    That's a month or so of when we were high school gay whores. We made a bit of money. But the long term consequences is that I am now a professional in the city. I get paid for service. I have a woman who gets a commission for lining up men for me. Business men, at secret apartments. Sometimes their offices. The unofficial rule is simple, maximum discretion.