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.

It's Just A Blur.

This is not glamours but it's my real story.

Last year before going to rehab, things got really bad. I was high out of my head all the time. I would go days without sleeping to stay high.

I knew people like me with addictions like mine ended up eventually on the street sucking dick in parked cars. The further in I feel the more I just assumed that would be eventually me. After i burned all my bridges with my family and sold everything of value I had i was down on my luck I gave it up to my suppler a few times in trade and it broke me. I was offically a d-girl. A chickenhead.

The first night on a street corner was a new low. I come from a good family and grew up middle class and I got exposed to some stuff and it got out on hand. So falling this far to be walking the street looking to suck a stranger in a car so I could do what I do really made me hate myself. Thankfully I would not stay there. I blew an older guy that night in a nice car, but very into me. He made a comment about me being too pretty to be sucking on the street and that most out here where on there last rung but that was not who I was.

He asked me if i wouldn't rather work in a motel room and have guys come to me? He offered to take pictures for me and help me post ads on certain sites. Yeah I think you know what he really was and how he afforded that car. He turned me out to do much more then sucking dick and for about 3 months I stayed high without and slack in supply but most of it was a haze. I slept with countless men. Men I was to high to ever remeber. Sometimes protected and sometimes not depending on how high I was and if I cared or what they offered.

I am 5 months sober. And O.D. with a john present resulted in saving my life when he called 911 and bolted. I got into rehab. I got the support of my family back. I am ok I think.
Thankfully there was no std's that were serious or untreatedable.

I am telling you this because today I am triggered. I found myself looking up my own old sex ads and reading sw reviews of men who had me. I don't remember them but they recounted in detail sex acts I performed. There are pictures of me face out nude online that I can never take back. Even a few on realy bad sites I let guys take while I was engaged in sex acts. I could fight it. I could try to get it taken down but the truth is once its online it never really goes away.

I want to be clear, i just needed to vent. If you use sex workers I am not judging you, even if you know they are high. At the moment I needed those men. I was not ready to give it up and they kept me from being more extreme to feed my addiction. It's not a cautionary tale either to sw's not all sw's are users. If anything its just so strange to know, to read about it, even see pictures it and to know men had there way with me and even wrote about it and rated my skills, lol, wtf! Yet, its just a blur in my head now.

Thanks of listening. No judgement.

  • My Mother Was Right When She Met Him

    I went to work at a professional office. It was a summer job. A week after I started my mother was downtown and she stopped by to take me to lunch. She met one of my bosses, one of the founders of the firm. She told me to be careful, I wasn't playing with a rubber dick, that man was going to fuck me.

    Her prediction came true. He kept me like a China doll. Had sex with me and left me a g*ft on the pillow. Pearls, diamonds, semiprecious stones. Earrings, necklaces, bracelets, solitaire stones. Once I had a decent collection he bought me purses, scarfs, flimsy pretty underwear. He kept me like a mistress, a pet, a toy. When I left for school at the end of the summer, he gave me a telephone for private conversations, an Ipad for school, and a secret bank account.

    It's been some time since I became his mistress, his pet, his toy. I see him on Tuesdays and Fridays. And otherwise live alone.

    I Don't Want To Stop

    Back during the pandemic lockdown, we needed money desperately. I found my way to doing modeling or lingerie housekeeping and that was meant to be the extent of it as far as I knew.

    It did not take me long to realize it was pretty much just a cover for prostitution. As in, pretty much the first client. After that first one, I felt very conflicted. Yes, the money was great and would keep us from losing our home but on the other hand I just let a man more than twice my age at the time fuck me, bare, and cum inside me. For money.

    When I went home and gave him the money, part of me wanted to tell him I would never do it again and Im so sorry but he was amazed. 'You got all this just for letting some old guy see you dressed sexy while you cleaned?'

    'Um...yep. Thats it.'

    'Babe, thats amazing, when is the next job?'

    Four years later, I am still doing it. Upwards of a dozen clients a week sometimes. I am a whore, and he has no idea. For some of my regulars, when they were short on cash, I still took care of them no charge. I very very much enjoy my very very active sex life, and I don't want to stop but I am at an impasse as he is now talking about it being time to have children. While my whoring has paid off our vehicles, and cut our house payment in half with large amounts down. We have next to no debt. All cause of money I made.

    I am unsure what to do now.

  • The Oldest Profession

    I came here on a nursing contract, during 2020. A travelling nurse. 25% of what we got paid went to the manager. I worked in Arizona and New Mexico because I speak Spanish. In my country I was a prostitute for wealthy men who travelled their for sex tourism. I decided that I could be a prostitute and keep what I got paid. During that time a lot of men wanted company. The internet made it easy. As a nurse I could travel, and not be suspected.

    After the emergency was over I skipped my work visa and work as a prostitute full time. In my country the money I send home is welcome, no one asks where the money comes from. Two older men have already asked me to marry them. Maybe, but not now.

    Sold My Wife For A Pormotion.

    I desperately wanted a promotion but my boss wanted my wife as the price. I did not dare tell my wife. I finally arranged to go out of town on business & knew he would visit my wife. He rang the bell & told me wife he had some paperwork to leave for me. She knew him & let him in. They were alone. He started on her & she said no & tried to push him away but he was too strong for her & got her down & fucked her. she had a tremendous orgasm & he got her to suck him too.
    I got the promotion but he got my wife. No more sex for me!

  • I Was Born To Be A Housewife

    I would never admit to being repressed sexually. I am standoffish, I'm not nurturing or affectionate. I am a good worker.

    The company I worked for was suddenly bought out and my position eliminated. I got a months severance, eligible for cobra and then nothing. I had just bought a car and signed a lease on a new apartment. My friend at work, never any involvement, told me to cancel the apartment and I could stay with him until I found another job, as a CPA with over five years experience I should have been hired by Tuesday.

    But I never applied for a job. I stopped paying cobra, got behind on my credit cards and my student loan, stayed home and did housekeeping. My friend watched B movies, some with sexual situations and topless girls. Any sexual depiction, any T&A or nudity, any male overpowering a female gave me goosebumps. It was hugely uncomfortable watching. Even Hallmark girls surrendering to the male lead made me uncomfortable. I never watched porn, and he didn't mind some meme with a sexual situation.

    I hid behind the kitchen towel and my apron. I spent my days with laundry, cooking and cleaning. One movie night, a shoot'm up with hot girls, he put me on the carpet and asked if I was better with things being 'real'. He hit me up in between my legs where it doesn't hurt, and feels good. I never went on birth control being basically non sexual. Now I was going to be impregnated.

    He didn't so much as give me a choice, it was take it or leave it. I could stay home and be a housewife, or get a job and move out and get a job. I chose housewife, which had a pregnancy attached to it. Time moves slow, and fast, one day I was caring for a baby. I didn't know about my credit balances or student loan payments. My car wasn't repoed, I had money for groceries and diapers. On his insurance I was his 'common law' wife.

    I take my toddler to mother's day out, I'm 16 weeks pregnant. I'm a full time mother and housewife. And I never want to go back to school or work again.

    Wife Did It For The Money

    My wife and I were a behind on bills and such and stressing a little but I was up for a promotion at work with a substantial raise. Well I went for my interview and just got a wave of nerves and I bombed it, like flat out knew I messed up when I left my bosses office. I apologized the next day and asked for a reinterview. I was denied which is understandable because they had several over the next couple weeks.

    Well I started looking and applying for a 2nd job to just get ahead. I was applying for anything and everything. This went on for a couple days when my wife came up to me while I was online applying. She said don’t get mad at what I’m going to suggest but I could sleep with your boss to try and help you get the job.

    Now my wife is 27 and an absolute bombshell. She is way to gorgeous for me but she’s with me for some reason. My boss is 50 and just an average guy. We talked about the pros and cons and eventually decided to go for it. I gave her his number and she went to work. Well some “I’ll do anything to get my husband the promotion” text and a couple nudes later. He was on the hook in less than 2hrs

    She met him at his house the next night and slept with him. She arrived home late and I asked her if she had fun. She said I won’t lie I kinda did. I asked for some details because well curiosity got me. She said it was fun because sex is fun but it was nothing special. He was slightly smaller but not much. She gave him head to start and they had sex twice because he came in literal seconds the first time. She told me she didn’t think he got laid much because she could tell he was nervous and he kept thanking her.

    Well I got the job and she blocked his number. He walks around with his chest puffed out around me at work cause he doesn’t think I know. At first I felt like a failure but I’ve gotten over that because as she used to remind me she suggested it and went through with it for us.

    So call me what you want but we are happy, healthy, in love, and debt free

    I Got My Sister Banging For Cash

    My sister is a few years younger than I am. She's 21, slim, with fair skin, natural red hair and pretty green eyes. She not that hot looking, but has a nice shape, that gets looks when she's out. I would describe her as very typical in looks. A while ago on of her friends was exposed as having an online career. Basically, this girl was doing private shows for cash and even meeting guys for paid sex, if they were close enough. My sister asked me if I had seen her friend online. I told her, I hadn't, but I had heard about it. She began saying how she wondered what she actually does online, and how much she makes. I said that we could search together and see if she really wanted to know. She didn't hesitate, wanting to see, so we sat down on the couch together, and began searching. We had no luck finding her, so I phoned a mate who I thought might have already found her, I was right. He had, and gave me her online name. Moments later, we were faced with her account. Apart from a bunch of tame photos, it was pay to see anything else. My sister told me to just pay and she'll give me the money, so I did. Well now we had access to all sorts of explicit content. We watched a few. My sister was fascinated. She said, she can't believe she got exposed, it would be so easy to keep it quiet if you're doing it. I agreed. I said it's because she started fucking guys she knew in person, then everyone found out. My sister laughed and said she not smart, followed by,I could do that, but better, and I wouldn't fuck guys I knew. I agreed, she's probably similar in looks, but definitely smarter. Then she asked me if I could help her set up an account and get things going. I'm much better at tech stuff than she is, so I agreed, saying, what's my cut? She said, if I just set it up, $50- but if I agree to help properly and we make it a business, I can have 30%. I said, If I'm going to be doing that, I wanted 50% she said, 40 is fair, as she's doing the risk taking. I agreed. We immediately started talking about what she was wanting to do and what my role would be. Initially, she wanted lots of sexy photos and a few provocative ones featuring her in a sexy outfit with a dildo between her tits. Then, it was discussed that I would film her masturbating, faking orgasms, and eventually fucking herself with her dildo. I will say, we did a classy job. We put thought into everything from what outfits, what angles, the lighting, and more. It's definitely quality material. We made it as classy as possible. Even adding some borrowed j*wellery from our unaware mother for the elegant touch. I agreed to pay for some good equipment if I could keep it. I did want some good camera bits for myself. Within days, she was making money. No much, but it was clear we were about to start doing well. The real money started when I drove her 4 hours away to fuck this guy. I didn't meet him, or hang around watching. I just found somewhere to eat and relax while I waited. About an hour later she phoned me saying he had just paid her $4k and she was ready to be go home. He had already paid a thousand before we even went there, so that's $5k and we were home within 10 hours. She told me how horrible it was but also how her treated her nice and how she felt sorry for him having to pay for sex. I told her she just made $3k for an hour! She said, but you made $2k for just driving. I said it's 8 hours driving. I didn't get $2k for nothing. We talked about how that's going to be the focus from then on, but she wanted more money. I said, if you just do this on the weekends you'll be rolling in money in no time.
    Well, I can say, that the very next guy was an old businessman, and he wanted a whole night with her. She told him $20k with 5 up front. He agreed. On the way there she told me he wanted no condoms, so that's why he was prepared to pay so much. I stopped the car. I said personally, I wouldn't if I was her. I said we'd negotiate again with safe sex, because what if he's got something? explained that I had a financial interest in her sexual health now, and the risk isn't worth it. She called him and told him that she had decided to cancel because she wasn't prepared to have unprotected sex with him, and she'd refund his money. He quickly changed his mind and said he would do condoms but for less money. She said, ok you can have $2k off. Now she says she's going to stick with the higher paying clients, and no more than 2 a week. We have bookings! Now I'm wondering if I am my sisters pimp. In case you're wondering, I don't watch, I haven't even touched my sister. I just took photos, some naughty videos, and now I just seem to be her driver, security. I'll admit to getting turned on, filming her cumming and such, but I never let her know. We've somehow managed to try to not make this creepy. It's just acting for the camera, it's just a girl (not my sister) that I work with to make money. I don't think we could do it, if we started anything taboo between us.

    After Twenty Years Of Being His Mistress I Might As Well Be His Wife

    Twenty years ago, at the age of twenty three I became the mistress of a wealthy man. I was totally in love. I was in full knowledge that I was the mistress, kept hidden away, Seeing him when he decided. I had my job, an actress in a troupe. In my late teens I was a ballet dancer. That's when I met him, at a party held to raise money. He asked my name. And later that night he took me with him, to an apartment kept for those occasions.

    I really didn't realize I was becoming his mistress, not until it was too late.

    In those early days he played with me, I was fun. That was before I became serious. He wanted me to behave like his wife, when we were together I was his wife. After he left I was not. During that time is when I became an actress, becoming better and better at it. It was natural for me, and I played younger women's parts.

    It was at one of these after parties that I met Suzanne. Not by accident. Suzanne was sent to train me. Before me Suzanne was his mistress. Now her job was to train me. And that's how I became his mistress. And still am.

  • Being Paid To Give Head To An Older Man

    This is insane and I can't believe this is still happening. It started during the summer and just never stopped.
    I work late shift at a 711. It always get slow late at night. I am 18 but I am very small and look younger and innocent than I am. I may look innocent but i not really at all, I like to party and hook up because i am 18.
    This guy, Joey has to be in his 50's at least and he started coming in late at night, getting lotto tickets, smokes or whatever and hanging out flirting with me and I was like "whatever" I am bored and he can't hurt me because there are cameras everywhere so i flirt back and point out his wedding ring and ask if his wife knows he hits on me, lol. We just laugh, hang out, and if its slow he helps kill the time. He's pretty funny and a great talker.
    Honestly after a few weeks I felt really comfortable with him and looked forward to joking and hanging out. Then one night it got awkward because he asked if he could drive me home after my shift. So I had to have a killer hard convo and till him I love hanging out but I was not going to hook up with him. He shot back "not even for a couple hundered bucks?" I thought he was joking we both laughed. And things seemed normal so I said he could drive me home because I thought the talk cleared the air and it saves me money.
    I don't know much about cars but his was amazing and had to cost alot. He takes us a round the corner and pulls up beside a dumpster and l am freaking out! But suddenly he whips out 200 bucks and hands it to me. I am like "Wtf, Joey!"
    He's like, "When you laughed I though you where agrreeing. Shit! I thought we where on the same page!"
    "I can't car fuck a married man behind a dumpster wtf!" I said looking at him like he's an asshole. He pulls another hunderd out and says "What about just head?"
    I am 18, working at a 711, I am from a trailer trash family with no real oppertunities. I am a shamed to admit it but for 300 bucks and a ride home... I gobbled that dick, swallowed his goo and licked his dick clean for him. And its been going on like that about twice a week since July. I think I am making more from him then I am working at 711 most weeks, lol!
    He offered 500 to fuck him but I am not ready for that. I am not sure I can go that far and certain not in a car. Maybe if he got a room and offered more.
    Honestly wtf ... I can't believe I am doing this but I am. This is crazy! I am so conflicted about this but he is really nice to me and I love the money.
    Advise?