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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 Did It For The Money -
Straight Male / 43

Rocks And Cocks

Fifteen or a little more years ago me and my first wife was living in a major city near D.C. and being young and free we got caught up in a party life style that included certain substances like one that rhymes with whack and is responsible for ruining many many lives.
It was easy to come by where we lived and was a amazing head when you first found out about it but got to be a serious habit real quick. A express train wreck just around the corner.
Anyway, my wife was even more into it than me and being a decent looker with long wavy blond hair and a tiny waste and bubble butt she was approached constantly by dealers looking to trade some rock for pu$$y or head. The bitch was always a sex pig since we was kids and she would do whatever the man told her to do for some rock. I was getting mines and liked watching her taking all this big long hard dick. Mostly she never made them wear a rubber cause she couldn't have kids and wasn't careful enough to insist on protection. She did get the clap and got treated at a free clinic and they gave her a shitload of free rubbers but the dopey bitch swapped them to some lowlife girlfriend of hers for some whore heels.
Anyway she was a crack whore before you know it and we drifted apart with her going to Florida and maybe the Islands and me coming out to the clean dessert of NM. Ain't seen or heard from her in a few, hope she's got her shit together cause if not she might not even be among the living these days. Sorry for the downer of a confession but just wanted to get it off my chest that women even not terrible pretty ones can swap their pu$$y for stuff and that's just the way of the world. That bitch was a sex fiend and she was even better when she was on that rocket fuel and getting licked down.

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# 57868 - by Dodger / April 16, 2022
    • - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Female / 33

    I'm Addicted

    I did not expect to be writing my story on a site like this. Fuck, I used to think I would make a good writer of erotic fiction. Instead I've ended up a sex worker. Now, there's nothing wrong with sex work if it's your choice and you have a healthy mindset. If it's to pay someone else's bills or your dealer's then I couldn't support it.

    Well, I got into it and now I can't get out. I enjoy it too much, it's like the fantasy life I always wanted but I live it as a whore. Wealthy men, nice clothes, trips, g*fts, money, and sex. Lots of sex.

    You'd think I was the hottest woman around. You'd be wrong. I'm not. I am nice looking. I have a nice body and I have sex appeal but every day women walk down the street who blow me away. But I get paid $2000 and hour for sex and they don't. They could too. i know many who do and have had sex with quite a few of them to entertain different men but they don't know their sexual worth. That's not a dig, I don't recommend the life to anyone. I don't think most could handle it.

    My husband lost his career when Covid started. He jump started our life on the other side of the world. He lived with others just like him, worked insane hours, paid his bills, kept enough to eat and sent the rest home. It wasn't nearly enough. We hoped to make it coming out the other end. We didn't.

    Stretch a dollar, save where you can, sell our stuff just save the house. Heard it over and over. One night during an especially difficult conversation he said, "maybe you should suck some dick just to get by." It wasn't a joke.

    Weeks of arguments and he said it again. "Why not, it's just sex and it's just to survive." He sent me links to research, information, blogs to read. Within a week I knew more about sex work than I ever could have imagined.

    I dived in without telling him. I said fuck it, maxed out the last of my credit cards on lingerie and a modest high class wardrobe, and went on twitter. I followed advise I had read and created a web site that I liked too. Posted my pics, my prices (audacity being the rule) chatting it up, and hey a contact. A guy was more than willing to pay me my rate to visit him for an hour at his hotel.

    Wealthy guy, married, in town of business, looking for a certain type of girl. Me. I was his type. I was nervous. So nervous. I was afraid too. Those are two different things if you're a woman. I went to his room, was invited in and an older man welcomed me. He was just shy of 70 and beyond caring. We shared wine, talked and three hours later I left with a lot of money and a new perspective on sex with men I never would have even glanced at before.

    I was done. One was enough right. Except. Except other men contacted me. Men who wanted to me with me and pay me to be with them. A few more guys, lots more money and it became hey just a few more, build up the bank account, pay off some credit cards.

    Credit card debt really builds up fast when you're broke. So does cash when men are willing to pay you for sex. I could have stopped. I could have survived. Maybe. But, entering this life, part of my education was financial. I met women on-line who knew their stuff both sexual and financial. This is a business for them. They use sex to make money that then then use to make money.

    There was money to be made, erasing our debt was no longer a question if was fuck or walk and I fucked. Here it is, my mom, whom I told everything, moved in with us for the duration of the crisis and was there for our children while I made money.

    Overnights led to trips. Piece of advice, if a man wants you to spend the night, dinner at a Michelin rated restaurant first is a requirement. Tiem spent getting to know the man, his life, his needs, his wants, letting other men see you with him, while eating the finest food is mandatory. Push it. Be worthy. Sell yourself hard. No trips until he's spent at least 50 K on you.

    My first trip was Paris. My mom was terrified I'd be trafficked to the Middle East. I was wined and dined. I shopped. I saw the Seine. I was feted and pampered. Eight amazing days. Finest of everything. When I returned home my kids were excited to see me, my mom was beyond relieved, my credit cards were paid off and a tenth of my mortgage principal was paid off. Our equity line of credit was paid down to zero and I had an amazing new wardrobe waiting for me. My husband wasn't there and he hadn't entered my mind the entire time I was away. The thing is, I had sex four times on that trip with a guy who was tender and caring and true be told very good in bed and a pure joy to spend time with.

    My husband is still working very hard very far away. We will be debt free very soon. My mom has suggested I stop once the house is paid for and go back to being a struggling wife and let my husband and I work to make ends meet the old-fashioned way. My mom stays with me while I work a regular job and we survive until things shake out.

    It sounds good, it really does. Put it behind me, no one ever knows, it's a memory I don't share with my husband who thinks my mom has been helping us financially. Seriously though, how do I explain being free and clear? I can't. I might as well continue and start building up a deep savings account and investing some money for the future.

    I don't know when he's going to be able to get completely back on track. It would be poor business to just throw away an opportunity for financial security that's not going to be here for much longer. I will probably have to start going on tour to keep this thing going which may be what ends it.

    The bigger problem is I love it. I love the attention, the money, the men. I love the adventure of it. It's like living someone else's life and it's making me a far more capable person. When it ends I can' go back to being a back burner house-wife. Hubby better be ready for the new me.

    So in closing, if you see a nice looking married mom out and about with an air of confidence and out of place sexuality, it may be me! PS don't say hello.

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    # 57861 - by Claudia / April 16, 2022
    - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Male / 39

    A Wallflower Paid Me To Take Her Virginity

    I sat across from her. She was quiet. Should I go ahead? I stood and walked her back to my room. She stood and I undressed her, item by item. Lowering her panties didn't work, it was more of rolling them off, into a figure eight at her feet. The last item was her bra. She stood there, 17 and graduating in a week. She still had her sand dollar neckless on. I got undressed while she watched. Down to my boxers, which I stepped out of. It was early afternoon, the blinds were up, I lived on a second floor unit.

    I pulled the covers back and told her to lay on her back and open her legs. By open, she opened them a couple of inches, her dark pubes hid her vaginal lips. Her breasts heaved up and down on her chest, big really, firm breasts. 17 but her body was that of a woman, her hips, legs, breasts were not those of a girl. I asked if she was sure, no going back. She shook her head, yes.

    OK then, I pulled her legs apart by the knees. Her pubes parted, a red line appeared, I put my finger in from below. She caught her breath, next was going to be the real thing. She was committed and finding her vagina with my erect penis penetration was easy. Her eyes closed, her breathing fast, several thrusts and ejaculation. Her virginity a thing of the past. She wouldn't graduate a virgin.

    And so it was, her first time, the day I met her. She got dressed herself, I took her back to the restaurant with plenty of time for her job as a hostess. She opened her purse and handed me the forty dollars. I asked her not to pay me. She insisted. I put the money down her top, I could not take her money. She got out of the car and walked into the restaurant without looking back. I drove off, but not without feeling bad. What a way for a girl to through away her virginity.

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    # 57818 - by Bob, man for hire / April 13, 2022
    • - I Did It For The Money -
    Lesbian Female / 33

    Getting Married For The Money

    A guy I know is looking for a wife. He's 36 and I'm 33. Neither one of us has been married. I'm a graphic artist, which is a low paying skill set. He's a manager and gets paid much more than I do. We are both white, middle class, suburban raised. We have a similar upbringing. He's straight, I'm not.

    I agreed to marry him, I want to get out of this poor cycle. I'm sure I can fill the role, it can't be hard. I cook and clean anyway. I'm pretty sure I can handle a couple of pregnancies, I'm healthy and have not had children. Being what I am I've not used chemical contraception, so far I've used avoidance. I can make a baby.

    I'm not in the closet and I'm not out. My family knows. He knows, but his family doesn't. I don't plan coming out to his family, I'll just announce I'm pregnant instead.

    I have deep reservations, mostly about being able to stay the course. I'm not worried about tomorrow, or even a year from now. Ten years, twenty? Will I still feel I can avoid my past, and stay loyal to him? If I don't try, I'll be a lot poorer tomorrow.

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    # 57760 - by K / April 9, 2022
    - I Did It For The Money -
    Bi-Sexual Female / 25

    My Latest John

    Divorced from a wealthy husband, we met first year of college, he was in his second year. He was my first, we married, and he dumped me after pressure from his family. Left alone at 23 years, and trying to get a job I turned to escorting. I'd only had my husband and one girl at that point. She and I were together after the breakup and she knew I was prostituting myself after I came home from my initial interview, which involved me getting fucked. She and I eventually split up, though we do have sex occasionally. I often do 2 girl calls with either of 3 other girls, we all like each other and enjoy making out with each other. The johns pay more for that. I got a call to an upscale hotel last weekend. I knocked on the door and the one calling for a hooker was my ex. He has a very common first and last name, so I didn't necessarily think it would be him.

    I tried to explain myself, and he tried to explain himself, I stopped it, and asked if the envelope on the desk was for me. I took it, counted it, put it in my purse and told him to strip. After he did, I took off my clothes and like any john asked him what he wanted. I never did anal while with him, though I had since. One guy paid a high tip to be the first. So I got an extra $200 and let me ex husband fuck me in my ass. I washed him up, threw the condom in the toilet and he still had a half hour. He asked me to suck him after a while, I got down and got him hard he wanted to fuck me. On top of me doing the deed, I was dreaming back to when we were in school and later married. He came, I realized I hadn't put on a condom.

    I'm on BC anyway, so no pregnancy fears, I make johns wear condoms for my safety, but with him I just kinda fell into it. I went to the toilet and left the door open (something I never did when we were together) and pushed or fingered all I could out, washed myself and came out. I got dressed, took my money and told him bye. He wanted to see me again if he could, but I told him to call the agency if he wants me and gave him my escort name. No free fucks anymore.

    I never thought he'd find out what I am.

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    # 57703 - by Sim / April 6, 2022
    • - I Did It For The Money -
    Lesbian Female / 27

    Nude Photography

    In high school I went to a woman who did portrait photography for my graduation pictures. She told me that I had camera presence and if I wanted she could help with a portfolio and maybe I could become an actress or model. Some of the pictures she took were nudes, which she told me only to send to agencies that specifically asked for nude pictures. I got to know her real well and she taught me how to porn pose, for internet sites, everything from outright open pussy poses to very natural caught in the shower poses. She had the network and sold them under all sorts of assumed names and gave me an artists cut.

    She taught me how to do photography, and I also recruited girls. She never did any males, She was also explicit about what sold and what didn't, girl next door, white, high school age or appearance, slim, boobs, and a pretty face. And white or light latina girls. That's what I recruited, I made sure they were at least 17. Nude photography like that is intimate, and I kept falling in love with this one girl or that one. I really fell hard on this girl named Tina. Italian, small, nice little tits, and very nice ass and legs. I did do some explicit photography but I used her for the sister caught in the shower or dressing in the bedroom scenes. I know this may be a surprise to you, but we had to put make up on tits and ass and pussy lips, just like on their face and hands and legs. When I made up Tina's pussy I always kissed it, long sweet kisses. Like I said I was in love with Tina.

    Tina was my best seller. My boss told me it was because I made love to her with the camera. I made love to her period. We did some lesbian stuff for my boss, but Tina sold better as the younger sister caught masturbating on her bed. One day we were visited by this studio who looked for photographers with experience and the woman that interviewed me called me a camera whore. I told her I would send some samples of my work, but I did not send her any of Tina's work. I realized at that moment that Tina was mine and I wasn't sharing. That's the last time I photographed Tina for sale. My girl, I make love to her with the camera, I make love to her period, My girl.

    We talked about it, my boss and me, and agreed that being on the payroll was probably better. It was a mistake, selling ourselves as camera whores like that. It took all the fun out of it, they used recruiters who concentrated on poor trailer trash type girls. You can't get the look out of them, they always look fake and slutty, My work was to make the girl look like your sister, not the slut at the mall. After a year I quit and my boss quit and we set up a studio doing portraits and beach layouts and family reunions. Our contract kept us from the nude stuff. And I kept Tina, she's my girl. She runs the front desk of our studio,

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    # 57659 - by Mary / April 3, 2022
    - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Female / 19

    Double Modelling

    I work as a professional model and did a lot of advertising for sponsors. The modelling is very professional and often not anything sexual or lewd. Occassionally there would be bikini shoots but nothing like underwear and lingeries shoots.

    I secretly have an account on an adult site where I post lewd videos and pictures with my face hidden and people pay to look at them and be able to chat with me. I purposely show small bits and pieces of my face and I know it gets mens attention. I have a submissive and shy persona who loves being degraded, and while I actually am submissive, I'm far from being shy lol.

    It's not as profitable as my modelling career but I love being naughty secretly. I get so many messages from horny men telling me all sorts of dirty things they would do to me and it turns me on. I love getting demeaning or perverted messages from older guys. The number of times I've been called a slut or whore is astounding, and I love it all.

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    # 57600 - by Secret model / March 31, 2022
    - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Female / 27

    Got Offered And Took Him Up On It

    I was 17, my brother was a year younger. I worked at this older mans house, cleaning and doing chores. He was getting bolder and bolder, I finally told him that I'd never had sex and really wasn't interested in it. He said he didn't want to have sex, and asked again if I was virgin, I said yes and he offered me $100 to prove it. When he got to $300 I pulled up my skirt, my cotton panties down, and laid down on the bed. I didn't shave at aill then, but I don't have a lot of hair down there, I spread my lips and showed him my hymen. It was within a week when he offered another $300 to see my boobs. He never touched me, just looked at me. I felt safe enough that for an extra $100 when I cleaned the house once a week I did it in panties and eventually topless.

    He knew my family, and asked if my brother had ever propositioned me. I said yes, he would expose himself to me, and try to get glimpses of me naked whenever he could. It took a while, but he finally offered me and my brother $2000 to have sex for our first time in his bed, with him watching. My brother was all for it, of course, so to get used to each other, when we could we spent time together naked. I used my hand on him, he would rub me to orgasm, though only on the outside. I sucked him a little he licked me a little with no penetration. Finally the older man offered us $3000 to have our first sex with each other in in his bed with him watching.

    We did it, I bled a bit, the man wiped up my juice, brothers cum, and some blood with my white cotton panties and said he was keeping them. We went home with the money split between us, and we got more occasionally doing things in front of the man. My brother was the first in my mouth with swallowing, and the first in my butt, all for money. What I didn't know what that my brother would sneak back to the mans house without me and fuck the man, get sucked by him, and sometimes get fucked himself. My brother is out gay, living with an older man (not the same one) and I still sell myself. I moved to a large city, got on with an agency and do it all. Men, women, couples, bdsm, I don't care anymore. In my personal life, I don't have a boyfriend or girlfriend, I really don't need sex. I don't enjoy it, it's just a way to make money anymore.

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    # 57569 - by Sima / March 29, 2022
    - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Female / 20

    Cheap Whore

    I worked as a prostitute for a little while at college and usually charged a lot for it. I knew being young and pretty would let me get away with charging much higher than normal, so that's what I did.

    Until one time, I got in this rich guys car. I could tell from his car alone that he was well off, plus he was in his 40s and possibly married. After agreeing on a $800 price we went to a hotel, where he fucked me hard and rough.

    He was amazing at sex, knew all my sensitive spots and also turned me on even more when he called me things like cum dump and fuck toy. He also said that I'm "nothing but a cheap whore" and then just as I was close to orgasm he stopped and said that if I wanted to continue, I'd have to give him 100% discount. In my heat, I agreed without too much thought and he fucked me and made me orgasm several times over.

    By the end, I had whored myself out for free and my pleasure won out over my mind.

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    # 57419 - by Cheap whore / March 20, 2022
    • - I Did It For The Money -
    Bi-Sexual Female / 33

    My First Sponsorship

    Thanks for all the likes everyone! I have more sorority stories to share, let me know if there's anything you want to know!

    It wasn't long after I joined the sorority that I had my first volunteer assignment. The new members had to email current donors to introduce themselves and potential donors to see if they'll make a generous g*ft. The emails had to contain a professional picture. I emailed a particular local business owner to see if he'd like to donate and I got a response asking to discuss over dinner.

    Penny suggested that I dressed in a short red dress and pumps to meet him. He sent an Uber to pick me up. When I arrived at his place, he surprised me by helping me out the car. He was an older gent, but rather in shape. He led me through his house into the backyard where we had a nice steak dinner. We didn't talk business, rather we just got to know each other.

    After awhile, we moved to an outdoor sofa by the fire pit. The wine continued and I barely noticed how he cozied on up to me. I knew something was off when he started feeling up my thigh and he leaned in for a kiss.

    I backed off and was like, "Whoa wait a second." He just smiled and said, "What, no one explained how this works?"

    I was confused so he went on, "I donated to your sorority in the past, but haven't for awhile because no one caught my eye until you. Did you think it was free money?"

    It finally clicked and all I could blurt out was, "But you're married." He just gave out one big laugh before groping between my legs. I couldn't help but give a little yelp at the feeling. He was good with his fingers. I soon melted into my seat and subconsciously spread my legs. My panties were soon brushed aside and I was squirming with his finger inside me.

    He stopped and sat back. I was panting, not sure what was going on. "You'll get yours after me. Go on."

    I instinctively got on my knees in front of him and undid his pants. His cock sprung out and into my mouth without much hassle. He moaned while I pleasured him with my mouth. Once he was rock hard, he pushed me aside to remove his clothes. In heat now, I lower the top of my dress and pull my panties off, sitting on the sofa, legs spread ready for him. He wasted no time and plunged his cock into me.

    He fucked me pretty good for a guy his age, or at least better than what I expected. When he got close, he pulled out and grabbed my hair. With no where to go, I took a full facial from him, cum dripping down my chin to my chest. He steps back and looks me up and down. "You'll get yours when you shave yourself properly. Now get, my wife is coming home soon."

    I clean up with a napkin, then get into another Uber he ordered. It was rather embarrassing because the driver just looked at me funny then motioned at her hair. I reached up and felt the cum in my hair. When I was getting out of the car, the driver said, "Hope you had a good time, darling."

    I was congratulated at the next sorority meeting for being the first to get a new donation that semester.

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    # 57355 - by KZP / March 16, 2022
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