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.

Half Off Rent: Update

Awhile back I posted about giving my landlord a blowjob for half off my rent post 74467.

So a month had passed and I was expecting my landlord to collect any day. I had all the money but thought fuck it if he’s willing I’ll do it again and save some money. He came round and I invited him in and made the proposal. He denied me saying it was too much money for 1 blowjob but he was willing to negotiate. He told me once a week and we had a deal. I told him deal only if he gave me half off that day and I would do it going forward. He agreed but said I owed him 2 that first week. It was honestly the strangest negotiation I’ve ever been in. But I told him sit on the couch and I gave him a blowjob. He got up and actually thanked me instead of being smug. I mentioned we should probably do this at his place so the neighbors who are his other tenants don’t catch on.

So every Friday since then after work I’ve stopped by his place and gave him a blowjob. It was always the same walk in he sits in his recliner i suck, he blows and I swallow and leave. Weirdly I’ve come to and I hate to admit it enjoy sucking his dick to the point I was bored one night and drove over on a random day and told him this is a freebie and gave him one

It’s always been that routine except the last couple of times I walked in and he led me to his bedroom where he stripped completely nude and laid on his bed and made me crawl across his bed to him. It’s been much more intimate and intense but I actually like it more. What I’m scared of is I know where this is headed it’s headed toward sex In my gut I know and I’m nervous.


I’ll keep you updated

  • So Much For The Needed Cash

    Well I’m a senior in college. I’m on my own financially and I lost my job a few weeks ago.
    One of my friends has been working as an escort so when I couldn’t find another good paying job and she told me what she was making I decided to try it until I could find something else.
    I’ve always used condoms with no problems so since I couldn’t get on the pill for a couple of weeks I had several dates using them.
    When my period was supposed to come last week I was late and after it was three days I took a pregnancy test and I’m knocked up.
    I’m not dating anyone so it’s from one of my dates.
    I made great money but now most of it will have to go for an abortion.

    Sucking For Cash

    I sucked my neighbor's dick for money. I've never done something like this before. He's married and older and his wife doesn't give it up anymore. I'm a single mom and I need money so I said ok. It was the easiest money I've ever made, but I feel weird about it. I feel like an absolute whore.

  • I'm His Girl Now, She Has A Job, And He's In An Institution

    If bad luck upsets you, this is a bad luck story.

    My best friend married Tony, a nice guy, school valedictorian, good looking. After two kids and a new house Tony dove into the water hole on the river. He hit a rock, broke his neck, a quadriplegic. Life went away, poverty, the only rehab services he was eligible for were state services. His work insurance paid two years of disability. I had to stop taking her calls, I couldn't listen. I was unable to help her, the most I could do was company and babysitting.

    Frustrated I went to my boss, he owned the company. Maybe he had an idea.

    He accused me of being a 'girl', looking to a man to solve my problem. He told me life was tough, it wasn't my problem. Sometimes life was horrible. They would go on public assistance. I fell apart in front of him. He asked me what I thought I could do, 'anything'.

    He said he would look into it, but I owed him. He made some calls, found an agency and a private institution. Charity. The institution would give him room and board and care, he would live in a building with twenty two other paralyzed individuals. Hus wife could get a job, get her life together. Mind you, I owed him big time, he had cashed in a big ticket.

    I became his lover. A ticket I could never pay.

    It's been five years, my friend has a job, they pay her some money, but not enough to live on. I help by being the 'auntie', but it's not enough really. My boss and lover listens he relents when I beg him. He's institutionalized. He has his mental faculties, but he's totally disabled. His SS disability goes to the institution.

    I'm in it for the long haul, as long as my obligation isn't settled, or he gets tired of me. But he's attached now. Really attached. He can't conceal it any more.

    Sold My Pussy On Craigslist

    About 10 years or so ago I used to troll guys on Craigslist casual encounters amd fuck them for money.

    Most were fat and ugly middle aged men who couldn't get pussy or were married looking to fuck a young slutty girl like me.

    I mostly made them wear a condom to fuxk me but if they paid more they could bareback fuck me and cum in my pussy.

    Bareback would cost $300 per.pop that went in my c**t. I had a few regular married guys. I ended up getting gonorrhea a fee times of which I was treated for and eventually stopped doing it after a few years. But thinking back the married men probably ended up giving their wives gonorrhea too.

    It's horrible to think about it, but I did it for the money then to get by.

  • Selling Out To 'the Man'

    Following a six month recovery from an accident I was behind in school and failing badly. I had to drop out, but the Fs counted against me. From a B+ average to flunking out. Unfair, but that is how I was treated. I was not only injured with lasting injuries, but lost in the world. I had no choice but to return home, and a dependent.

    A 'guy', came by to see me. Offered me my own space, time to heal, petition acceptance to another college, in return for...

    You got it. Sex. No. Within a year to get pregnant. For each child I made for him I got 100,000. Yes, 100K per kid. What do you do? Be a professional baby maker, that part of me wasn't injured, have my own space, recovering my independence, a chance of returning to college. I really did not read the fine print, I had to be the 'mother'.

    Out of desperation, I agreed, I could make two kids, then return to college. After three or four years I would be healed, retaught how to use my body, and live a full life again. Except for that pesky word 'mother'. I read the act of making the baby, I missed the 'being' a mother part. I signed the 'contract'.

    The 'act' was clinical, with a 'procedure', first removing an 'egg', then 'fertilizing' the 'egg', then 'reintroduce' the 'fertilized egg' into my waiting uterus. Not very romantic. The pregnancy, or carrying the baby, was ok I suppose. The baby hit me in the solar plexus, from zero to a hundred million light years a second, instant love and affection. MY BABY.

    Being the mother was so easy, I was 'the mother', am the mother. I could not run to him, but I got to him as quickly as I could. The next procedure was a bit more intimate, injecting sperm in me, and fertilization inside my body. CONCEPTION. This time I carried my baby every instant of every day until the day I met him.

    I'm on an 'allowance', the every minute of every day mother, I am in college, I can drive and get around now, I 'elected' to take a free and clear home instead of the money, fixed for me to get around in.

    I have a 'good' relationship with the 'father'. He's involved with his sons daily.

    Well for those who see me as selling out 'to the man', I did. And got my life back, and made two beautiful babies, and if being 'on an allowance' bothers you, well I joyfully give you the middle finger.

    In The Real World Young Lesbians Have To Suck Pussy To Get Hired

    I confess that I am a lesbian of progressive ideals. I studied journalism and am currently employed by a progressive paper. I sucked pussy to get this job, I don't deny that. It's important to understand that I was an intern a year from graduation and she was a fifty five year old editor and I sucked her pussy. It was gross. And she didn't even have a smooth pussy. So anyone that says that we won't suck cock, never asked whether or not we have to suck pussy to get the job.

    In the last year, or less, the whole progressive media space is changing. So many of my lesbian friends have lost their jobs. I can only believe I'm still here because of how high up I sucked pussy. She's still here, but now she's sixty. I won't, I can't, suck her pussy now. But I let her suck my pussy. And let her kiss me and play with my tits. She's got bazoonga tits that hang off her and she leans over me and lets her tits slap my face. She wants to force her pussy in my face, but I shake her off. Why a sixty year old lesbian wants a 28 year old lesbian to suck her pussy is beyond me.

    I know that as long as she isn't run off like the other progressive editors I have a job. What scares me is that if we both get run off my only option is to move in with her and I will have to sleep with her. I'm sure that when I'm in that situation I will be sucking on her pussy.

    That's enough, I can't say more because there are all sorts of bots out there tracking comments like these.

    Oh yes, I have sucked young pussy, in high school and college. I sucked young pussy when I first got the job but that was a no no, so I've been without young pussy for almost five years.

    6 Men, One Evening

    I was 19, at college, while having coffee with friends, 2 guys were planning a poker game for the weekend and asked myself and 2 other girls there if anyone wanted to make $100 for one evening of being a waitress for 6 guys while they played poker? Needing the money, I volunteered. That weekend I arrived at the game was paid my money in advance. All I did for the first 2 hours was serve drinks and food when asked. As the guys drank and began getting drunk, one as a joke asked if I wanted to make another $100 for a fuck? I said sure. In the same room was a nice couch, he gave me the $100, I took off my jeans and panties, and laid on the couch and let hime fuck me in full view of the other guys. The sex lasted maybe 10 minutes then another asked if he could do me, again I said yes. Well, another 2 hours and $600 dollars richer I fucked all 6.
    Now 18 years later, I have never told anyone this secret

    He Got Me The Job

    My husband tends to live a certain lifestyle always wanting to keep up with all of our friends. I was a stay at home mom and wife until recently. He has a friend that owns a small HVAC company and does well for himself. He is the kind of guy that when you meet him he makes you feel like he wants to fuck you. Just gonna say it he always gave me that look or checked me out anytime I walked into a room at a party or at the bar while out he always found a way to be right next to me and occasionally I could feel a hand on my ass or a hand graze my tits. Always a perv my husband would say he was harmless. He and my husband talked and he knows how my husband is and told him he could use me a part time person to come in early morning after the kids drop and would let me go before I had to go pick them up. The money sounded good so he had me stop in and talk with him. So being the good wife I dropped the kids off at school and stopped in at his office. There was only 1 other person there in shipping and he left shortly after. So he talked to me gave me the run down on what I’d be doing. I started the next morning and there was no dress code according to him. So I wore leggings and a sweatshirt something comfortable. I’m not a big women I’m 5 foot 2 on a good day decent sized boobs and a bigger butt. I’m pretty much all ass and my husband had always said it’s amazing. I have bleach blond hair and am naturally a brunette. From the minute I showed up on my first day he started dropping little hints. First it was how nice I looked i did clerical and filling stuff was in his office up front. They mostly do commercial stuff so not very much foot traffic. I was bored very bored after a few hints and some chat he walked by and I felt his hand in my hip and then slid down on my ass cheek as he asked me something. I should have said something instead I did nothing and as he walked away I felt him cup my ass. Great now I gave him the green light to feel me up because that’s exactly what started happening. I was in the front office putting some items away bent over and had my earbuds on when he came up and as I was bent over grabbed my crotch from behind and really rubbed. I let out a light scream and whimpered as it startled me and made it feel good. What no one knows is that I’m very sensitive and does not take much for me to get going. My husband always joked that all he had to do was blow air into my crotch and I was ready to go. I was there for hours before he had groped and felt me up he called me into his office and I went back with him. He walked in sat on his chair and faced me. He had dropped his jeans and undies and sat naked with his dick in his hand. A few things happened he startled me because he was naked and he had his dick In his hand. Now his cock was not hard semi soft and it was huge. Soft it was as big as my husband’s and as I looked at it he wiggled it and it grew and grew long and thick. It was the biggest I’d seen that wasn’t in porn. I wasn’t a slut but I saw some cock prior to marriage life and nothing ever came close to this size. Here is the deal we made. I show up and he uses me. I get paid well and can come and go as I please. 2 times a week I show up and blow suck and fuck him. I get paid a good amount and have found my self stopping in a few extra times a week. It barely fits in my mouth it was hard to take at first. He has stretched me out when he first fucked me I could feel him trying to pull out but my pussy was so tight around his cock that he would almost lift me. I have never been much into anal but he insisted and almost split me in half. I was sore for days but again found myself coming back on my days off. My husband likes the money coming in. It was his idea it’s been 2 weeks since I started and out of 10 days I have shows up to work 7 of those work days. When all i was required was 4 days. He hits parts of me and I feel something I have never felt. He fucked me doggy Friday morning and he made me squirt all over his chair and in him. He called me his good slut and kept fucking me. I walked into his office and on his tv he had video of me taking it up the ass. We watched it he watched as I sucked him off. He pets me and uses me a lot. I’m not sure if I could stop if we where caught. The shipping guy walked into his office and I was on all 4s naked sucking my boss off. He came in I felt his fingers in my ass and that was the first time I had ever been spit roasted. Something I had never done before I did as if it was second nature. I’m enjoying this for now but am afraid what we have started.

  • I Am A 29 Yo Lesbian, Married Ten Years To A Man With Two Children

    I was 19, a 'dancer' in a men's club far from the strip. Mostly out of town businessmen, lap dances, no touching of any kind. Half of the dancers were lesbians, a few turned tricks, most of us danced for the money. I was in a casual relationship with another dancer, who got me the job. A few times and surrounded by tits, you flaunt yours and prance around in heels pushing drinks. In addition to lap dance tips we got commissions for pushing drinks.

    A man one night, solo, asked me why I did 'this', wasn't I embarrassed? Did my grandmother know what I did? I told him it was a job and I didn't turn tricks, but he asked me 'out' anyways. I agreed to meet him after two when I was off, but he had to be nice. A lot of older men see dancers as lost daughters and fallen angels, and want to save us from ourselves. So it was with this man.

    I got a lot of Bible mumbo jumbo, a lot about going home, get an education, that sort of thing. At one point I came clean, told him I am a lesbian, and came from a broken home. I hadn't spoken to my grandmother since I was ten, she was an alcoholic. He insisted on saving me and if he had to marry me then that's what he would do. Being Las Vegas we got 'married' at six in the morning, then went to breakfast, two days later I was in Omaha in an empty house in the suburbs.

    I was sent to college for a business degree, agreed to having a couple of kids, I work with him in his insurance agency. There is an X, and two older kids. Ten years later this is the new me, I never was an angel, far from it. I was a promiscuous high school lesbian, and party girl. He doesn't like that part of me, so it's never a topic of conversation. My lesbian partner from my 'dancer' days moved to Omaha a few months after I did, she's went to night school and is working with me. We don't much talk about that either. Everyone looks the other way.