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 Started Young, I'm Still A Hooker. I Look Good For My Age.

We were 15 my best friend and I snuck out of her house and went to the county fair. We only had three dollars so we only rode one ride. We were walking around and saw this girl on her knees sucking a guy off behind one of the rides. We had heard about it, but never saw it. We decided one day when we sucked cock we would tell each other. His cock stuck out of his pants in the equipment closet of the gym. I got on my knees like I saw that girl and put his cock in my mouth. I got ten dollars. I was fifteen.

  • The Summer I Whored Myself For Alcohol

    A short story about how I as a young teen did stuff to a stranger to get alcohol bought for us.

    Growing up in our small town was boring. There were a few thousand people there and not much to do. Naturally as teens we gravitated to just hanging around drinking and smoking. The issue was that this only really happened when one of us stole or got lucky with an underage purchases. We always took it in turns to bring the gear and previously I got lucky stealing a left over bottle of wine from a family party.

    That's when "that time" happened. Me and my friend were supposed to be the ones sourcing the alcohol but my parents didn't drink and my friend was too scared to steal from her house.
    We tried the usual thing of asking non suspicious looking passersby if they would buy stuff for us but most people just ignore you.

    Then this guy parks up outside the shop, probably late 20s or older. I try my usual sales pitch but he just says "nah you're alright" and walks off. A few minutes pass and he came back out, walked to his car and sat in it for a moment. He wound down his window saying "what you trying to buy?".

    We told him we wanted either wine, alcopops or anything that wasn't beer. He looked me and my friend up and down in a way that made me feel a bit uneasy but also desired.

    At the time I was 14, and being the early 2000s it was a crop top, low cut jeans and trainers. My friend was dressed almost identical but filled her top out more than me.

    "What would you do for it" was the next question. I kind of knew what he was angling at and neither me nor my friend were innocent - both of us having gotten to the blowjob stage with our boyfriends.

    "She'll toss ya for it" my mate chimes in. Christ Sally, I think. He ushers us towards the car and my friend hurriedly grabs my hand and we head towards it. We both get in the back and the car sets off, we just drive around the town with music playing and having a laugh for a bit, speeding, screeching around the country lanes etc.
    Suddenly we stop in a layby. It's quiet and dark. "You still serious about tossing me off?".

    The pressure builds and I cave. I climb over to the passenger seat as he undoes his belt and flops out a semi. It's soft but quite filthy. "Fucks sake at least look away sal" I say. She sits back and I reach over grabbing his rapidly hardening dick. It's so fucking big compared to my classmate boyfriend. A minute of this and I can see he is getting close with his panting. He reaches over and runs my thighs and occasionally looks at Sally in the mirror.
    I don't know why but all of a sudden I naturally just move my lips towards his large cock, watching to ooze precum for me.
    I go at him like I would my boyfriend, my teeth sometimes catching him I think, I wasnt the best at this.
    He announces how close he is and holds the top of my head as he pumps a load into my mouth. It tastes different to my bf and his hand holding me almost forces me to swallow.

    I back off, wiping the cum from my lips. "Wow" Sally says as she leans forward ,"shall we go shopping now?"

    He keeps his end of the bargain and appears a bit sheepish having probably just realising he was being blown by a much younger person. He goes into the corner shop a few miles down the road and gets us 6 bottles of wine in a carrier before making his excuses to leave.
    As Sally is browsing the goods, he introduced himself as Shaun and said he'd like to see me again.

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    A week or so passes before I see the car again naturally around town. It's parked near a McDonald's and it's empty. I move away and hear a "looking for someone?".
    We chat and he suggests how he'd like to do more with me. I remind him I'm 14 and he just replies with "I know. Do you want a ride".
    I think it was the dumbness that comes with being a teen but I get in. A boy with a car at that age who can also buy me things... No arguments.

    We go back to the same layby and I assume he wants the same again. Instinctively I reach for him but he stops me. "Top off". Next minute I am topless with his cock down my throat again.
    This went on for about 3 months. We would escalate more and more, him fondling me, licking me (which none of my bf ever wanted to do), and eventually lying on my back in the back of his aging Sierra taking my first ever cock.

    I came so much that summer and probably consumed just as much myself. Suddenly he just stopped being around. Being the 00s there was no instant communication beyond SMS, no tech to find people. I just went back to being a teen again, having never told anyone why I wasn't available much that summer

    Sometimes You Regret Your Behavior

    Back in college I did porn shoots for money, including some short videos. Nothing to be proud of.

  • I Came Up Short.

    Hi. I'm Erika, a 35-Year Old Bi-Sexual Female.

    In the last of year college, my then boyfriend up and left me without notice. Sticking with rent of one bedroom apartment that I knew I could not pay. I went to the landlord and asked two things. One an extension on the rent and if i could move into the studio apartment that come available. He asked me to give him a day or two think about it.

    A few days later he knocked on my door. He was open to my moving in the studio, but as i was not able rent on my apartment he was worried about I could pay for both. I offered what I thought was a fair payment plan and he rejected it. He gave me an alternative. He would let me slide on the rent and deposit on the studio if I slept with him. He had always stared my tits (34-D). I was taken aback, at first I said no. He then put the notice quit or pay rent on the desk in front of him. I asked if I could think about it. He said to call and let him know my decision by the next day.

    I returned to my apartment. I had never slept with a man for money, much less pay my rent. I could call my parents and ask for the money, but they would laid all kinds of conditions on me, mainly going to church (I was lapsed Catholic). I knew I could not do that. My friends were pretty in the same situation as I was. I decided to swallow my pride (and my landlord's cum) and him up on the offer. i called him to let him know i would take him up on his offer. He told me his wife was out of town and invited down to his apartment. He asked on nice sexy clothes, then he hung up.

    I went changed into a blue lace demi-bra and blue lace panties. I put on a tight blouse and skirt, put on my shoes and went downstairs. He answer the door on the first knock and invited me in. He his hands over my tits and then under my skirt. I could not move.

    He pulled my panties and sniffed them. He told he long to smell my panties and my pussy smelled so good. He moved me into the bedroom and undressed me. First the skirt and the blouse and panties. He pawed my tits and sucked on them and told to get on my knees. I unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans and underwear. His cock was average size and very stiff. I started to suck on in. He groaned. I could get all his cock in my mouth and deep throated him as he removed his shirt. He called me his slut. I kept sucking his cock as he played with my tits. He told he had dreamed of this and that he was going get as much out of it as he could.

    I felt humiliated. I was on the verge of years, sucking the cock 60-Year Old Married Man. It was all I could do not to lose it. He told he was going to cum and I had to swallow it. He filled my mouth with his hot cum. I swallowed it. Drink down his jizz. He then took me into the bedroom. When he got hard again, he fucked me without a condom. He gave me two more loads of cum before he allowed me to leave. I was crying when i left and he laughed about it.

    A week later his wife came home and I was able to talk to her alone. I described in detail what had happened, I talked her husband's average size dick. She laughed, she told me that she knew he done this before and not to worry. l could live rent free in the studio until the end of the year, I was a witness for her during her divorce. The creep landlord disappeared from the building and their older daughter took over as landlord. She what has happened and she apologized. I showered three or four times a day for a month to the stench off of me.

    Half Off Rent

    My landlord is an asshole always has been. Hes late 50s early 60s and owns several small houses that he rents all on one street. He’s hard to get ahold of for any concerns or repairs but the rent is affordable and the houses are actually quite nice. He however comes knocking in person the first of the month to get paid and cuts you a receipt right then and generally offers no slack. It’s late fees for a small time then eviction. Pretty standard I know but it’s just him as a person that makes it’s it seem unbearable

    Well life happened and I was short on rent and was dreading the knock. I invited him in and explained what was up and asked for an extension. All he said was what can you do for me as he sat on my couch and spread his legs really wide. He knew what he wanted and I knew what he wanted but he didn’t outright ask me. I said really and he laughed. So I walked over got on my knees and unbuckled his pants and sucked his dick after a few minutes he blew his load in my mouth and I didn’t know what to do so I swallowed. He stood up buckled back up and said half off due in a week. I had half so I paid him and he wrote a receipt for the full amount and handed it to me and left without saying anything else

    Ill answer a few questions I’m sure you’ll ask

    I didn’t enjoy it but didn’t dislike it either.

    Cum taste weird

    Yes I would do it again. I would do it monthly if he’s dumb enough to give me half off for 5 minutes worth of work

    Yes I was turned on after but I’m still not attracted to guys I’m guessing it was just the taboo of a new sexual experience

  • A Girl Has Needs Too, And Some Of Them Are In Exchange For Money

    I met my husband at my sister's wedding. He comes from a public law family and is currently a Detective. I come from a regular family, where girls go to work early. From the time I was a senior in high school until after I finished college I worked for the same woman as a call girl for older gentlemen, several repeat business. Some of these men go to my church and know my husband.

    We have a truce of sorts, they keep their mouth shut and I will too. They all have wives who would love to know about their husbands fucking a call girl. My husband is one of those men who can't contemplate a girl being a bad girl, it doesn't register. To him all girls caught up in sex stings are victims, he cannot accept that most all those girls do it on purpose. it's easy money, and using your body feels good. On your knees or on your back or on all fours doggie, it doesn't matter, as long as there are dollar bills after. And the cum in your pussy.

    Just An Old Fashioned Trophy Wife

    Let me give you a mental picture. I'm 31, I just dropped off my kids at the xxxx preschool and stopped at the full service station to top off the Range Rover for use on the weekend. My husband owns a small business, a hobby really. Only 1,500 employees, turnover of several millions. He doesn't need the money, he's plenty wealthy. I was compliance girl in human resources.

    It all started when he took me to pick up my twelve year old Explorer, base model, bad condition. On the way to the garage I told him I had to put it on my Visa and add to my never payable credit card. He asked me a question about college, I went to three schools before I graduated with an early learning degree from an online school. Lots of student debt went with it.

    I got the lecture, mansplaining how I was never going to get out from under the debt. I asked him, as he was high and mighty, well how can I get out of debt. He answered quickly. I had to get married, to a man who could bail me out. Before my brain caught up with my mouth I said to him, 'well you're single why don't you marry me?'. He paid for my car, gave me another lecture on driving a piece of shit, and could I cook?

    I cooked him an omelet, the way my grandma taught me, with a splash of Picante. Coffee was Keurig from his coffee maker, juice from the carton, with a half teaspoon of sugar. To be honest I had spent the night with him, and he did wake up cross-eyed. A week later he took me out of town to elope, no prenup. I had to quit work to make babies, take care of the 'mansion', a new Range Rover. The same one I gassed up for the weekend ride out to the country.

    I always have slippers, a nanny and a chef girl. So no barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. I do 'charity' work now, and help at the school when they need me. I took piano lessons and painting, but I'm a better shopper, that's my talent. He really loves me, really. Too much really. I'm not the only 'young wife' in our social circle. We do all have babies though. We have play dates and swimming lessons for the children, tennis and spa dates for us mommies. We have to keep busy, buzzing around in our respective gilded cages.

    Well that's the way it is from the top of the mountain, we are weekending at the river cabin with another couple with kids the same age as ours. To work off their sugar high from their stash of Halloween candy.

    My Special Wife

    My wife works in a small distribution company owned by a black man. She was 33 & had several other men before me. Her boss came on to her & she said what's in it for me? He said a nice raise. She said how much & he said $10 an hour. She said let me ask my husband. She came home, changed into a tight short skirt & a loose top with no bra. I wanted her right then. She said first I have to ask you something. She told me about er boss's offer & I was
    concentrating on getting some sex & said if you want to do it I'm Ok with it. I leaned over, put my head up her skirt & she leaned into me & I ate her pussy.
    She jerked my cock & I came. The next day she let her boss fuck her & she sucked his cock & he took lots of pics. That night she showed the pics to me. Damn I got so damn hot I sucked her pussy dry. She told her boss my reactions & he told her I needed to suck his cock. She told me what he said & I said I would do it. I am now a bisexual cock sucker & cuckold.

    Taking Care Of My Boss In Exchange..

    I’ll fully admit that in my late 20s I used to suck my boss off to get into a position that I had really wanted. Which isn’t how I really am because I never viewed sex as a way to get things but in this case I fully used sex for a promotion

    I started at this company fresh out of college when I was 22. I was your typical good church going girl who really focused on her career.

    It was shortly after I turned 27 that I was wanting a promotion so I could further myself in my career. And my boss who was 51 at the time was standing in the way. He was a bit of a hard ass but I’m sure it’s how he got further in his career.

    One evening I ran into him at a local bar at a hotel. Dressed casually in jeans with dress boots and a button down shirt. I had never seen this guy in anything but a suit. I still had my dress on from work and wondered what would happen if I go sit next to him. So I did

    After an hour of talking he said he needed to get home. I agreed and said I needed to too but as I got up I purposely brushed my hand along his bulge. I made it seem accidental but it wasn’t and in that short second feel I could tell he had a nice package in there

    He stops to pee before leaving. As he opens the door to the restroom I just push him back in and lock the door. I told him I know we are thinking the same thing as I undo his belt and then open his jeans to see him already semi hard in his white briefs

    I get on my knees and suck his hairy dick. It was bigger than any dick I had plus he had saggy huge balls. Didn’t take long before he was cumming in my mouth. I swallowed and make sure to lick him all clean before letting go of his dick. Once his clothes were all fix we left

    About a week goes by and I pass him at work in the hall. He talks some then tells me he needs to see me in his office in about an hour. I honestly thought I was gonna be fired.

    But there in his office I was sucking his dick during work hours. He really liked the first bj and said he’d like many more. I gave him a lot of bjs from the time I was 27 till I was 30. Either at work or at his place after work

    Eventually it did turn into him fucking me which I very much enjoyed.

    And I eventually was promoted and kept my boss as an fwb till I was about 35

  • Sometimes It's All About The Money

    After seven years as a social worker I lost the feeling. I was tired of being poor, working around poor people, working with false enthusiasm. I changed jobs out of government to become a counselor for the Cancer center, helping families dealing with the emotional and financial drain. It only served to deepen my misery. That's the state I was in when my sister cheated and lost her husband. I wasn't able to help.

    So I'm asking for forgiveness. I agreed to marry a man who had been after me, twenty years older, with money. To buy me. Sex isn't my thing. To me it's a dental appointment. But sex is his thing, the more the merrier. It's a habit.

    I needed right then enough money to help my sister, enough to fight her husband. To get him to give me money I agreed to one night in Bangkok. Pretty girls, and pretty boy girls. He said 'participate'. I wore the outfit, fit for a Bangkok whore. To participate with a girl, to watch him have a fun time with the ladyboys. He ended with the grand finale, between my legs on video.

    I have the money, more than enough to help my sister. I don't participate, I don't watch. I mind my own business. From time to time I go to my husband. He's happy to see me. Happy to have me. Then I go spend time with my sister.