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 Uncle Helped Me Grow My Business

When I was 21 I was laid off from my corporate job. I had spent two years as a receptionist and was starting to get noticed and move up. But corporate America will lay you off just like that.

I explored all kinds of other work and considered going to college, but a friend said I had the body for sex work.

My uncle found my ad and after I gave him a blowjob (of course I gave him the friends & family discount), he told me he could help me. He said there was no future in $40 blowjobs.

He helped me improve my makeup, hair and clothes, learn to speak more politely, and focus more on physical intimacy. The profile of the typical client is male, 43, married, lonely, starved not only for blowjobs but also for affection.

It turned out my uncle had a staff of several girls. I charged $500 for 2 hours or $1,000 for a whole night. He kept half for his services: protection and business development.

My job is fun, I can't be laid off, and there is no shortage of business.

My uncle and I got involved romantically as well. He understands my work and doesn't get jealous. Now I am having his baby.

There is a lot of demand for a pregnant lady. He will arrange childcare so I can continue working after our baby is born.

My uncle is a very special man who has helped me to prosper and to grow as a person and a lover. No doubt he will help me to grow as a parent, too.

  • Took Multiple Creampies For Some Dairy Queen

    I’ve been unemployed for a year now, and I’ve gotten by merely through dates. Just today I got fucked raw dog four times. I ended up taking at least 6 creampies all the way up inside my pussy and I’m currently laying in bed waiting for my Dairy Queen order while there is still cum leaking between my sore pussy lips.

    One Man's Wet Dream, And I Use My Assets To My Advantage

    I took a job in HR at a large business. I was the only blonde blue eyed Anglo Saxon. At the time I was 28, I had done modeling, and kept in shape running and strength training. I was called upstairs to a executive office, and was 'asked' to join a meeting that afternoon with some foreign men. The executive gave me his Amex and told me to 'get my ass down to Neiman's or Nordstrom and get an outfit to wear that exemplified my assets'. I was eye candy for the foreign visitors. I wasn't aware at that time that Japanese men liked bosomed blonde blue eyed chicks.

    The exec in question also liked blonde babes with nice tits. I was hired by him, sent to school and used for marketing and presentations. Used for other things after hours. I was making six figures, living in a nice townhouse, reporting on a one on one basis to the exec, debriefing while he was between my legs working his stress off. I left behind HR and jealous women, and worked for a decision maker in the C Suite.

    I like the power, the influence, having money to splurge, and a God father to protect me. Sex is incidental, some women wash dishes. Some men get MBAs, others are lawyers, but none compete with my assets. He needs to decompress, to talk something over, how to make strategy, my legs are always open. I'm talking pillow talk, a woman's secret weapon.

  • Never Again

    I had just turned 18 had a boy friend though I knew everything and then reality hit. My bf and I had been having sex and I got pregnant. Graduated barely but graduated 4 months pregnant. I’m slim 5 foot 4 120 lbs my once c cups are now big. My hips grew my ass grew light brown hair I am still cute but pregnant and looking pregnant and feeling horrible and big as a house. We moved out had the bay I stayed home my bf worked all day and some part time nights to make ends meet. I’m at home with a 1 month old having to grow fast. Parents helped me out the best they could watching the baby while I worked part time at a clothing store. Not big big but men and women would come in and the boss was nice and friendly helped me with my schedule. But the pay was nothing and at times the older guys would make comments sexual towards me. My C cups where now enlarged with milk and so they where a solid D now. I dressed cute we got discounted prices so i needed nice work clothes so when i could is but sometimes it’s that where on clearance and id get them for almost nothing. Only problem was even though I was slim by tits where not. So i had a few outfits that i needed to be careful or id easily fall out of. I also had to pump during the day so I would go into one of the bathrooms for the employees and pump. This particular day the bathroom was being worked on and the plumbing company was there and there was really no privacy. I always had this cover in my purse so in case we where out and needed to feed or pump I could place it around my neck and pull my tit out and. It looks like a poncho just thin and flimsy. I was facing away from the door still trying to be discreet when one of the plumbers walked in and asked a question about the decision maker. He asked if I was ok walked over and saw me then realized what I was doing. I was red faced he sat and talked to me. I need to change boobs and the container was almost full off my one tit. Yes I was a heavy milk producer he looked at me and said you need help can I drink from the tap. I was horrified at him asking me. He was old heavy set looked at about my dads age. I ignored him when he sat down and flipped my cover up. I said to stop and he got a good look at my tit stuck on the pump. He said that he had seen me around in the morning and saw those milkers. I just sat there trying to finish hoping someone would walk in. Nobody did and then he reached under and tugged on the pump pulling my tit. I froze and he felt the other and asked me if I’d feed him. I said no then he throws 100 bucks on the table and says what about now. That was a lot of money for us I took it and he leaned in under and took the other tit in his mouth. As he sucked it he made all kinds of noises and comments and tried to finger me I had on a skirt. He rubbed outside my panties but I clamped my legs shut. We heard noises after about 5 minutes and he got up I pulled off and went off and cleaned up. He watched me the whole day I felt dirty he tried talking and chatted me up. Called me his new gf. The bathroom work was going to be more extensive so they would be in the back of the store for around a week. The next day I came in as I was called in for a sick call needed the money and was forced to see and chat with the older plumber. He must have mentioned something to the the 2 other guys because those 2 offered me the same amount for the same deal. One of them was young and cute he didn’t make me feel so bad. He went last at the end of they shift. In my car he sucked my tits I let him slide a finger in me and and i jerked him off. Just like that 300 bucks. Multiply that by 4 days and I had made 1200 bucks just is those 4 days not counting day 1. For a few months after that the younger one and the pudgy one would stop by and I had started to blow them. 200 bucks per visit. Sucked my tits tit job and a bj. I learned to swallow easy clean up. That year and that money saved us from a lot. My now husband never knew about theatre cash. He just though I was really good with money. When I quit I never let them know I was just gone. I occasionally missed getting off or sucking cock bit never cheated. So damn close but never let them or anyone else penetrate me. Am the queen of tit jobs though.

    A Plunger Up The Ass

    I'm a Former Plumber who has a thing for plunging people's butts.

    I used to be a Backyard Wrestler and used to hit my opponents with a Plunger and then after I won the match, I pulled down their pants and put my plunger in between their buttcheeks and started plunging their butts.

    Then I became a plumber and one time some asshole shortchanged the job I did for him so I hit him with my plunger, pulled his pants down, my plunger between his buttcheeks and started plunging his butt.

    I might go to that Office Building where some guy who wrote about asking his boss to wipe his Ass for him, dude just call me up and I'll plunge your Ass for You.

    Call Me if you need a Plumber Job but if you shortchange me or bitch about my performance i'll stick my plunger in your ass and start plunging.

  • I Used My Degree To My Advantage, I Wasn't Going To Be Poor

    This is a coming of age story. Let me relate to you. My parents were conventional, my father a dentist, my mother a homemaker. Four kids in the suburbs. I am the eldest child, always bossy, too much testosterone. My first sexual expression was laying it on my younger cousin. I was eleven, she was younger. It felt good, a high I had never experienced.

    I went on to having sexual encounters with the school nurse in junior high and a fellow student in high school. I applied for and was accepted in Seattle, my dream was to get hired by MS. I started in business, got a degree in Sexuality Studies, sub specialty sex toys for women on women sexuality. I started but did not finish grad school. I had to return home when my father left my fifty year old mother for his thirty year old girlfriend.

    My mother was unemployable, other than a low paying service job. I found out I was no better, the job I got was pet grooming. It took a lot of negative confrontations to let my hair cut be 'normal', wear clothes that covered tattoos and ditch the piercings. In my hometown lesbians were closet creatures. I met and started a quiet under cover lesbian relationship with a bank clerk.

    I met a man through her, a bank client. He had a lot of money, according to my inside source. I honeyed up to him, got pregnant, got married, played housewife. The house, a nanny, the country club. Putting up with his advances was inconsequential, I stayed in a relationship with my bank clerk girlfriend. Through him she met a divorced man with two children who needed a wife to take care of them. She blessed him with a son in no time.

    As it stands now, I have four kids, she has two of her own, and her step children. We live in the suburbs in nice houses, the husbands are friends and golfers. We are now in our thirties, our husbands have access, we have our thing. He gets p***y, I get p***y.

    I'm The 'Wife' Of The Man Who Took Me With Him

    I've told this to a friend and she felt insulted on behalf of all women. Sorry. Life sometimes comes at you, and you end up down a path you didn't expect. It's not about women.

    I lost my job. I spent the savings I had. I was evicted. Sleeping in my car was embarrassing and uncomfortable. I was hungry. I had one five dollar bill and 76 cents. I stood in front of the sandwich cooler, nothing was five dollars and 76 cents. I was out of gas. I cried. I couldn't help it. I cried like a God damned woman.

    A man, he came up to me and said he'd be happy to share a sandwich with me. Fifty fifty. That brought it below five dollars and 76 cents. I drank water and he shared his chips with me. He told me to follow. We went into a building, the elevator, into an office, down the hall to see a woman. Give this woman a job, give her a hundred dollars, get a room for her at the Paradise and bring her back when she's presentable.

    The woman bought me some clothes, an advance. I got a job coding accounts payable. The Paradise was paid in advance for the week. The woman told me ignore him. He was always doing things like that.

    As a woman I was not proud. Sleeping on a bed with money in my pocket was better than any Christmas I ever had as a child. I used the telephone to call my parents. They came out to take me home.

    When he showed up and stood in the door of my father's house he said "Rachel I've made up my mind, you are coming with me". A woman sometimes has to follow the path she's given. Even if that means she washes a man's underwear.

    Winning A Bet .

    We always got together on a Saturday in a café . Me and 3 girls . One time the had a plump middle aged unatractive woman with them . For a few weeks she joined us . But she always left on her own . The girls told me she was a widow and she was always talking about sex . She liked them to talk about their sex lives . One Saturday they joked that i fancied her . I told them using an old expression . I would not touch her with a barge pole . They said i bet you would if she paid you . I said not a chance . After a few weeks . Again they said . You would if she paid you and again i said no chance . Then they told that they would give me £200 to fuck her . I did not answer . The following Saturday they were saying it was an easy £200 . All i had to do was fuck her and take a picture on my phone of my cum leaking from her pussy . They would pay £230 to see the picture . In the end i thought it was easy money . For a few weeks i bought her coffees and talked nice to her . Getting her to invite me to her home . To see it . When i went it was surprisingly nice . Her bedroom was nicely decorated . I was beeing nosy opening cupboards and drawers . I opened the wardrobe and on the shelfs inside was a selection of sex toys and vibrators . Joking i told her she was a naughty girl . I bet it would be a turn on to watch her using them . She offered to give me a show . Thinking about watching her using the toys was a turn on . I accepted her offer . She took her favourites out of the wardrobe and undressed laying on the bed . She was giving me a show . I was turned on . If i had sex with her i could get £230 . I undressed and got on the bed with her . She had a rabbit vibrator in her pussy . I watched it vibrating and the plastic balls on the shaft rotating in her pussy and her clit getting vibrated . Then she was having an orgasm with pussy juice running out of her . I wanted to fuck her wet pussy . After i had cum i remembered to take a picture of her pussy . I got her to bend her knees and open her legs .Getting close i took a picture . Then i dressed and left . When i was with the girls i showed them the picture . The were shocked that i had done it but they paid up . When i thought about it i realised that i had enjoyed it . I told her i would visit her if she let me record her using a vibrator and having an orgasm . I even licked her . I downloaded the recordings to my laptop and wanked watching them . As none of them showed her face i sold them to a porn site . I visited her at least twice a month for sex . Recording her using her latest toys . She bought a Sybian . When she used it i held the controller . I had her screaming for me to stop it . I recorded her . I blanked her face when i sold it to a porn site . I found it on the porn site and watched it . Wanking at the hought of all the men who were doing the same and imagining fucking her . When i was the one who was fucking her .

    My Saturday Morning Coffee With The Girls

    Every Saturday morning we had a ritual . I would meet up with 6 girls for coffee . I worked with 2 of them . The others were their friends . We all got to be friends . After the coffee the girls would head off to go shopping . The coffee shop was in the city centre . I would go home . One week 2 of their friends were telling them about woman at work who was in her mid 30s . She had always lived with her parents in their big house . She never went out and she didn't have any friends . She always wore dowdy old womens clothes no makeup and had an old fashioned hair style . At work they were friendly to her and they always invited her to join them on breaks . They felt sorry for her . They asked her to come for a coffee on Saturday mornings . For weeks she gave excuses as to why she couldn't come . Eventually . Possibly just to shut them up . One week she agreed to come . We tried to involve her in our conversations . At work on their break . They talked about going out and picking up guys . Then taking them back to theirs for sex . She was always asking them about it . They noticed that she liked to hear them talking about what they got up to when they had sex . After that she started to join us most Saturdays . The girls encouraged me to talk about my sex life . I talked to her trying to get her to lighten up . I tried to befriend her . Over time she relaxed when it was just me and her talking after the girls had gone shopping . She was staying for longer and we had more coffee's . When i was used to seeing her . I started to realise that really there was an attractive women wearing those old fashioned clothes . One time when she was not there . I asked where she was . Her mum had died . She was with her dad . After another few weeks they told me that her dad had died . She had inherited the house their substantial savings and investments . She started to join us . The girls wanted to give her a makeover . In the end she agreed to give it a go . The girls booked a hair appointment for her . They took to buy some modern clothes . Then they took her to buy make up from John Lewis . Where the girl on the make up sales would advise what to buy and even demonstrate it . By using it on the customer. When she joined us the following week she looked nothing like she had in the past . Her modern clothes showed off her nice figure . Her hair had been cut and styled . She was wearing make up . She looked 20 years younger and the sort of woman that a man would be proud to be seen with . They built a new block of smart apartments just down the road from the coffee shop . She bought one on the fifth floor . The girls challenged me to get her to inite me to see her apartment . For a few weeks i talked to her and worked on her accepting me as a friend . I showed an interest in everything she talked about . Asking her about the apartment . One week she asked if i would like to see it . We used the lift to reach it . I had expected her furniture to be old fashioned . It was all the latest designs from expensive shops . She showed me round . It had 2 large bedrooms with new beds and furniture . The bathroom was large and luxurious . From the bedrooms you could walk out on to the balcony . She took me to the balcony . To show me the view over the city . When were there she was bending over the balcony to look down to the pavement . I was standing behind her. She had started wearing short dresses . When she was bending over i could see she was wearing a tiny thong . She looked sexy . As we were walking through the bedroom . I wanted to have sex with her . I pushed her on to the bed kissing her . When she started to kiss me . I put my hand up her dress and moved the thong to let me finger her . I pulled the thong off and i fucked her . I had never felt a pussy so tight . I pushed hard to get and she screamed . Instantly i knew what i had done . I was fucking a 36 year old virgin . I alway used my tongue to give a girl an orgasm before fucking her . She had an orgasm from me fucking her . The following Saturday when we were having coffee with just me and the girls there . They were acting strange and talking in riddles . Eventually they told me why . On their breaks at work when they were with the woman .She had gone in to detail . Telling them about me fucking her . They told me that they had only challenged me to get her to show me round . Not to give her a first fuck and take her virginity . Now they knew that after they had left the coffee shop . We would go to her apartment to have sex . At work on Monday . She told them all the details . Knowing she was going to do this was a turn on . Some weeks she took pictures on her phone . Now i has no secrets they had seen me naked . With a soft cock and erections .

  • Prostitution

    At work I met a Mexican girl, Angela, and we became friends. Me blonde, blue eyes, she dark hair dark eyes, we crawled into bed one night and I woke with her smell in my nose and her wetness on my cheeks.

    A very full thick bush carried her smell up to me that morning. My blonde bush so insignificant to hers. She suggested we go to a woman she knew who would leave us as smooth as a baby's bottom. I watched while scissors, razor, wax cleaned her up, her lips full, juicy, inviting. My pussy so insignificant compared to hers.

    We followed each other as I got a tattoo over my vulva, and a tattoo on the small off my back. She added a small heart on her tit, over her heart letting me know it was me in her heart.

    Mexican from Mexico, she had a patron, a man who she belonged to. She introduced me to him. I belonged to him after that. Dates is what he called us, dates for men from out of town. Be nice, take care of them, show them respect. Do it again. In a month I had free money in my account. We visited the lady who kept our pussy smooth for the men who paid to date us, and for us to make love to her pussy, and her to make love to mine.

    After a year I had enough money to put down on a condo, she bought an expensive car.