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 Dad Is Twisted

I'll be straight up. I am on Only Fans and I have been successful for 2 years. A couple of months ago my dad found out about how I fuck on camera and told me he had watched it. I was embarrassed but more turned off by the fact had watch me online. I know my dad is a pervert and is online heaps, watching porn.
I've caught him countless times. This all came to light after he moved into my new home after being evicted from his rental for being behind.
So next, it was obvious he was telling his friends and showing them .they're just as sick. One day I came home and found my dad with a mate actually playing a video of my in a threesome from my OF account. I was being fucked on my big screen TV they were both watching it, clothed thankfully, but didn't care that I had come home. I said, really Dad? Making it clear I didn't appreciate it. His mate Paul, said it's not his fault. I wanted to see. He told you though I said over my audio of me moaning hard being spit roast by 2 guys that paid to be in the video. I said can you at least turn it down? It was embarrassing but I didn't know what to do. Paul said,I would love some of that, as he motioned towards the screen. They paid me first Paul. You understand how it works right. You can't afford it. How much is mates rates? He asked. I snapped back, way past your budget. He said say a price? I said, those tow paid a thousand each to be in this video. So your price is over 2 thousand. I was convinced that he would be lucky to afford 50. He's always broke and doesn't work. He said ok. Is cash alright? Laughing I said you don't have two and a half thousand dollars Paul. I have it on me he snapped back. I said you only get head until your hard enough then just sex. No kissing and with a condom. I can't believe I had just agreed to fuck this old creep ,but was doing the best at the time with cash and that was way above what other guys pay. So I decided if he pulls the cash out. I'll do it. He would probably cum fast, so easy money. He stood up and pulled a thick wad of notes. Counting out $3k he said 500 extra and your dad stays to watch. $3K was too much to knock back, so I said ok, but dad isn't touching me, just watching. I figured he's seen it all already. I have little shame, otherwise I would have a different income source. I didn't want to do it there but they both began undressing. On my bed, I said as I walked past them grabbing the cash, I took my thong off and layed on the bed ŕemoving my boobs from my top. On the dresser there's condoms. Put one on Paul. He grabbed one and hopped on the bed beside me my father watching and wanking his cock, was also on the bed. Paul layed beside me and I helped him ut a condom on, it's faster that way and I know it on right. I gave him 10 seconds of head, mostly for show and to wet the condom a bit. Then said, you're ready. Fuck me. As I hopped on my knees asking what position? Hoping doggy was his choice. You on top he said. Not my first choice but I got on top and slid my pussy down on him saying oh fuck yes! You're so hard inside me, I love your cock fuck me hard please? All lies, all acting, just to make him cum faster. I began bouncing on his cock, taking it all. I looked at my dad who was looking at my face, frantically wanking above me. Paul began to cum. My methods worked it was over in under 5 minutes. I faked an orgasm to help him out then dad nutted over my face and chest. Catching me by surprise. A drop landed in my mouth. Yuck dad. Not on me I said. You're sick. Since then I have been making my best money, fucking several of Dad's mates in front of him. He's so keen to fuck me and keeps asking like I'm going to say yes eventually. I say, Dad you jerk off on me while your friend fuck me. I'm not letting you fuck me. I was giving his mate a blow job earlier for 500 but I had to swallow his cum. My dad was wanking again and I was naked with my legs open not even paying attention, just giving my best head. Next moment dads hot jizz began spraying all over my open pussy. Right on target. My mouth was being filled with cum and my dad covered my pussy in cum. Didn't even realise he was wanking so close to my pussy until then. I reached a hang between my legs but it was too late. I could feel it going inside me. I might as well just fucked him for money I thought. Later I said to dad, you really want to fuck your daughter, don't you? You've just managed to get cum inside me. If I let you fuck me and cum inside me, will you promise to stop all this for good? He nodded again. I said, you promise? He smiled and said yes. Only with no rules. I said anything but anal then.
He wanted kissing and missionary position. Nothing creepy about your dad do that, right. He also wanted me to act like it was the best sex the whole time. I thought fuck it. Why not. I was yuk but also kinky especially talking dirty and the kissing but especially the creampie.
He took ages to cum like he was lovemaking Eww! but I did actually cum

  • The Male Swim Club

    A male friend invited me to a private pool where the swim club met. My friend knew that I had a bi-curious bent to me and let the other guys know. There were 12 of them in the club including my friend Jason. They really had nice sculptured bodies but not a lot of bulging muscles like body builders but lean and slim guys. I could not help looking at a few bulges in their Speedo like swim shorts. It made my mouth water. I told my friend I would suck each of their penises if given a chance so he told all of them that fact IN FRONT of ME. Only 6 were interested so one by one got sucked by me. It was so fun.

    I'm A Nanny To Help My Parents

    Born in 2003, I was 17 when the pandemic destroyed our lives and our home. Our restaurant closed, we had to sell equipment to pay the bills. Without money my family fell apart. I went to live with my grandparents outside of Oakland. No one spoke about it, it was shameful to be poor. Shameful that our family was ruined. I finished high school on remote learning. All my friends disappeared. I was ashamed to be alive, I couldn't help my family.

    A woman who I knew from living in Oakland called me, said a friend told her I needed to make money. I went to see her under the excuse of seeing my friend. She offered me a job as a hostess. Black minidress, makeup, nice to the customers. If one gave me a tip be gracious, if he wanted to put the tip in my bra, let him. If a customer touched my bottom ignore him, if he stared at my chest ignore him. These customers were rough, not used to pretty young Asian girls.

    One evening the woman came to the restaurant to talk to me, a man had asked for my company, and when he paid me, I was to share half with her. I became a prostitute. I was able to give money to my mother. I told her my boss asked me to help him with the accounting, since I knew about restaurants. I was making more money than I could safely give my parents, I had to hide it, not spend it. When I tried to quit, she had pictures. I learned what the other girls said, once they have pictures you do what you're told.

    It was a man who paid for me and took me the Middle East to be the nanny, and his company when he wanted. I sent money home, I said I was an accountant. I looked after two toddlers and slept with the husband. The wife, she didn't want to get pregnant.

    I returned last year, the children are school age, if I want to leave I have to pay him. He likes me, he doesn't want me to leave him. His wife has me helping her in the kitchen. She wants me to stay too. And be the nanny.

  • Cleaning In My Knickers

    The old man I clean for pays me £50 a week extra to do it in just my knickers. He never makes a move or is inappropriate with me, he just wants me to do my duties in just my knickers. Almost every month he will have bought me some new ones online to clean in. He never asks me to return them so I have to get rid of them or my husband would get suspicious of my overwhelming amount of new underwear.

    Its such easy money and actually sometimes turns me on.

    Not Something I Recommend

    In 2021 I was making a decent living bartending and waiting tables. Then everything shut down. I was 22 guy with no real education and no way to support myself.
    To get to the point, I began escorting. I am not gay, I even have a girlfriend. But I have sex with men for money. The money is great and I now have no problem supporting myself. I average $2000 a week.
    It wasn't easy at first, as you can imagine. My first time I was face down in the back seat of an SUV as a 50 something man. It hurt like hell and I cried like a baby as the guy shoved 8 inches in my asshole. When guys are paying $250 for an hour date , gentle love making is out the window. I have to be prepared to simply "take it". There are those occasions it isn't easy. You would think a decent looking guy with a huge cock could get a date without having to pay. I have ended up very sore a few times.
    My clients are mainly in the 50-60 year old range. Closet bi guys getting their fix.
    This is not something I would recommend to high schoolers on their career day. But I am doing pretty good.

  • Trailer Trash

    I am recently retired on early Social Security and a small pension. There is not a lot of cash to spare, but we get by. I have always loved the outdoors, especially the woods. I have always wanted a summer place near woods and water, but the cost has always been way above anything I could afford. But a few months ago a friend told me about this little mom and pop campground up north. Told me I should check it out. So the next day I hopped in the pickup and headed north. The place is nestled right up against a state forest. It's a pine forest, and the place smells lovely. When you walk, the dried needles crunch between your feet. I fell in love immediately. The campground is small, about 40 sites. There were no sites open, but I noticed an ancient 16' Airstream with a For Sale sign on it. I inquired at the office and they said it was $2500. $1500 for the seasonal lot rent, 1000 for trailer. It needed a lot of work, but was dry and livable. I immediately wrote a check for $2500. My wife was not thrilled when I told her. She doesn't like the outdoors and HATES camping. But we are at the point in our marriage where the only thing we have in common is our grandchildren. And she is happy about having me out of the house for long periods of time. I think she has a thing going with the married woman next door. Anyhow, suddenly, I was the owner of a summer home. And just as suddenly, I realized I knew nothing about fixing up a trailer.

    After a few weeks I noticed there was a truck with a Handyman sign that visited the campground on a regular basis. I inquired at the office and they said he did good work and was reasonable. So I struck up a conversation with him. I told him my trailer had some issues, starting with no electricity. He came over and checked it out. Quoted me a price, and even though it wasn't much, it was more money than I had at the moment. He smiled and said there were other methods of payment. And that he had "arrangement" with the old lady a few sites down. I asked him what kind of arrangement? He just pointed at his crotch. Next thing I knew, I was on my knees, unzipping his pants and worshiping his long dick. After about ten minutes of licking and sucking, he grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock so far down my throat his pubes were mashed in my face and started throat fucking me. He moaned and shot a hot load so far down my throat I could feel it trickle into my stomach. Another 15 minutes of sucking and throat fucking and and he shot his wad again. 20 minutes after that, the lights were on! I told him I also had a plumbing problem. He checked it out and told me it would cost me quite a bit more, that it was at least a two afternoon job. And he would have to tend to cash customers before he could get to it. But a week later, I was walking funny because of the two ass poundings he gave me, and my plumbing was leak free. By this time I'm sure the neighbors knew what was going on. He liked it rough and I'm sure they could hear the sound of his balls slapping my ass. And if that didn't clue them in, there was the loud moan he let out when he shot his load. And my calling out to deities when his hot load shot deep in my ass while my butthole spasmed had to clue in anybody without extreme hearing problems. In the end it was a three afternoon job that cost my not only the two ass poundings, but a couple of blow jobs as well (one of which was a tip). But my plumbing hasn't leaked since.

    I have recently started helping the neighbor lady with chores like picking up groceries and supplies in town, lifting things too heavy for her, etc. She pays very well. Sometimes she pays all night and we go to town for breakfast.

    And I think I am going to have the handyman build me a deck in the spring. I look forward to finding out how much the payment will be. I really enjoy his handy work, but let's face it. In the end, I did it for the money!

    It Takes A Bit Of Luck And The Right Place Right Time

    I am one of those that's the plaything to a rich old man. I went to college and got a degree in communications. All I could get was a job as front desk clerk in a hotel. One of the cashier ladies told me to get a real estate license, something to fall back on. It took me six months because I didn't take it seriously. The word got upstairs, the cashier lady had been at that property forever and she told the property manager, that's how he found out.

    Well one of his friends was trying to sell the house of his mother. It is one of those properties that had been in the family for three generations. The property was worth money, not the house. When he told me to 'take care of it' I went to this broker I had heard about and said I wanted to work for her and I had a property ready to list (a multimillion dollar property because of the land and location). She tried to steal the listing from me and I told the cashier lady, who told the property manager, who told his friend, who told the broker that if she intended to stay in business she had better makes sure that I had the listing. These are big money people, so she did what she was told, but hated me.

    I worked on it weekends, and when I had day's off, and found a buyer from out of state who wanted it for a development. Although the broker tried to screw me with a junior realtor commission, the owner told her one more act out like that and he would put her out of business. I got all of the commission. All of it, one huge big check of a commission. When I thanked my cashier friend she said she was happy for me. When I thanked the property manager he said go girl. When I thanked the owner he told me that all he wanted was for me to shower him with affection.

    By shower him with affection he meant give him affection in the shower. It was everything, a full set, front and back and down my throat. Everything. he likes having his girls in the shower. So he turned out to be a pervert, but I got my check and he made sure that broker only gave me high dollar properties. After each sale I went to take a shower with him. that nasty old man who liked to fuck young women. In the front, in the back and down my throat. Another sale, another shower. And sometimes he had this girl waiting.

    He asked me if I would like to try with another girl. I said no, not really. He said he wanted me to try with another girl. Put your arms around her, get some boobie, get some hot warm pussy, kiss her lips and shower her with affection. This was one of his girls, and she had told him she preferred other girls.

    I won't go on because it is repetitious. All in all I am a top producer and deal mostly with commercial real estate, high dollar values. The broker woman has quit trying to cut me out and knows that if she does her brokerage is history. My cashier friend is my mother figure. tells me how to behave with these types of men and how to treat his little honey. I have always given her a cut, a finder's fee sort of thing, for each sale.

    Now to the confession. I thought I liked naked with a man in the shower with his paws all over me. But what is really nice in the shower is a nice girl my age who wants to be kissed and showered with affection. I never dreamt of eating wet pussy, or of lowering my boobies into her mouth, or grabbing a little bit of ass. I love to kiss her, when it comes to kissing it strictly a girl thing, no whiskers, or cigar taste, nothing but sweet lips and round boobies and rubbing our girl parts together. Now I know why she told him she prefers girls.

    I Love Power Cars And So Does My Brother,

    My brother was a car junkie and I learned all about cars while we grew up. I could tell the difference between an Aventador and a Murcielago, and knew what kind of power an 8 cylinder GT custom put out at the wheels. Cars made me get wet, really.

    But I never got off on the drivers, old fat men. All the young men were driving beat up pickups and cars without windows. If I wanted to ride in a Lambo the only way to do it was to get sweet with an old man. And I wouldn't, couldn't do that.

    I turned 18 and my brother got me as a birthday present a tour of the Lambo dealership. And included in it was a ride driven by the salesman. It was an off the cuff thing, but he talked his way into it. I got my ride, and a hand all the way up my thigh with it. First time ever someone got all the way to my pussy and I had to put up with it.

    Now that I was a woman, all felt up and everything, I went off to college to study nursing. It's a family thing, like some houses all the women are teachers, in our family all the women are nurses. After graduation I got a job working for a pain doctor. So many old people. But he was young and successful and from time to time his hand went all the way up the back of my thigh and he got a handful of pussy. From time to time I helped him destress by sucking his balls empty. It's a nurse thing, making the doctor happy.

    As I was looking out the window, bent over the examining table, I told him that one day I wanted to be with a man who owned a Lambo. Two seconds later he stabbed me and emptied his balls out. He turned me around and asked, a Lambo? What does a girl want with a Lambo? You couldn't drive it.

    I had to explain, all nice and cuddled up to him, 'but you can buy a Lambo, it doesn't have to be new. Don't you want to make me happy?' Doctors are suckers, when it comes to making their nurse happy and he did buy a Lambo, an eight year old monster. He was right, I could not drive it. I could only sit it in it and look happy. The truth of truths is that he couldn't drive it either, not that there is anywhere where you can really drive it. But a Lambo is like an engagement ring, you buy your nurse one, and your getting married.

    My brother has the Lambo now, he can drive it. I have a respectable SUV for the kids and all the stuff that comes with it. Dr Pain drives a respectable Lexus sedan. From time to time we take the Lambo out to take pictures, you know the nurse with cleavage over the hood of the Lambo. Well maybe not with cleavage showing, Dr Pain want that for himself. That's why he married me.

    Grandma Watches From Up There, I'm A Whore Now

    Be honest with yourself. That was one of my grandma's sayings when I grew up. Now I'm grown and on my own. Grandma is looking down on me. she isn't happy with me. I started serving tables at Hooters, from there to a strip show. The owner sent me to Las Vegas where the money is. Cocktail waitress, and midnight prostitute. All arranged, minimums set, the rest I kept.

    Twenty became twenty give. Only God knows if grandma kept count of how many men had had sex with me. Sometimes two a night, sometimes three. After the minimum I kept the rest. That girl from high school was no longer me. I am a whore, the long and short of it.

    One old man asked me to marry him, runaway, change my name. I'm far away now, in a three bedroom house in a small town near a big city. The man I married turned sixty five. He still has it, young women do that for a man. My story is that I worked the front desk at a large hotel. It's a lie. I worked the bar making plans for later that night.

    My target was two per night, if lucky three. Where did the money go? It's gone, if I ever got it. Now the old man pays for me, he gets me every night. Prostitution by another name. Marriage.

  • Need The Money At The Time

    Just a quick confession.

    My husband knows that I was a little wild when we met and also knew I had more sex partners that him which he was fine with. But what he doesn’t know is that just before we started dating I had like a blow bang situation in college with 7 dudes. No penetration just sucking dick. I sucked 7 different cocks at a party and let everyone one of them cum on my face. Each dude payed me $200 and I fucking loved every god damn minute of it.