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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 Female / 34

The Pictures Have Come Back To Haunt Me

During and right after my college days I earned money by dancing at clubs and a couple of times going on a 'date' with a frequent customer of the club, the owner asked me to do it, the date but no sex. On the second date he offered me lots of money to just pose for him. It was filmed and released on the internet. After ten years these pictures still come up because who knows how many servers their on. Well, my boss tripped across them.

First he demanded I show him the goods, in person. He difn't know about my dancing background, and stripping for him was o big deal, just a little freaky. Then he demanded to take pictures, he wanted explicit crotch pics. I complied, nothing that wasn't already on the internet. Then he wanted sex. I gave him sex, just not girlriend sex, impersonal, he fucked my body but not me.

He had me tattooed. A 'mark' to tract me in case I posed for any one else. He rented me out to preferred clients, to give them the full girl in love treatment. I faked it. After a couple these 'dates' I told him to fuck off and he leaked the pictures he took on a pay per view site.

Now there are pictures with unique tattoes out there.

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# 56439 - by Avery / January 30, 2022
    • - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Female / 26

    I Was Paid To Be Daddys Girl

    So, as the title implies, while I was studying at university, I was selling sex to make rent. In the beginning things were kind of slow, but after about a year, I noticed there was a serviced highly asked for, but that noone was providing - being daddys little girl. So that's what I did.

    So my service was basically fucking an older man while pretending to be his daughter. The cheaper customers only wanted to be called "daddy" - the more expensive customers had me wearing their daughters dresses, getting fucked from behind in their bed, asking my "dad" to stop.

    I realized I would make some cash from this, but to be truthful, the demand was overwhelming. I had people asking me to play all sizes, all personalities, all scenarios (homework, scared of thunder, scared of dicorce) and all ages. And I stopped taking student lones as a result

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    # 56389 - by I got paid to be daddys g / January 28, 2022
    - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Female / 33

    Loved My Job

    I won't reveal my family background but I've always been something of a loner. I don't where my sex drive comes from but it's been strong for a long time.

    When I was in uni money was a problem, and scuba diving was horribly expensive. So I went to a woman doctor and had a coil fitted. She advised against fucking for money, but said I could visit her on a regular basis for check-ups.

    I phoned several brothels and settled on a convenient one. Went for an interview. It was pretty simple. The manager agreed to my working a couple of Saturday nights a month, plus a few extra nights or afternoons when the need arose. She didn't seem to care about my hours. If I turned up I could work. My looks or presentation didn't bother her none. I had a pussy for sale and that was enough for her.

    I said I could fuck bareback. She shrugged, that could be an attraction for me. Suck their dicks and open your legs. Remember that and you can't go wrong.

    I remember my first one. I was a bit nervous. He wasn't that good looking, maybe thirty something, but when he undressed he had a nice body and a thick cock. I held out a condom. You want this? Do I have too ? I said your choice. No.

    He only want to fuck. It was nice. I thought he might want to go after he finished. He asked if he could go again. I said yes, you got plenty of time. The second fuck was even nicer. I thought I'm loving this.

    I could easily handle half a dozen men in a night, occasionally more. That suited me. I remember the guy who was licking my clit then pushed my legs back so he tongue my arsehole. I squirmed even though I knew I was clean . I wasn't expecting that . Wasn't so bad .

    I could suck and swallow. I was annoyed when they cum on my face. Something about that goo hitting me near my eyes. Tits were fine, in fact anywhere but that.

    They were the obnoxious types of course. I used to watch the CCTV monitor seeing the clients come in. If I recognized some one I didn't like one of the other women were quick to take my place. My only addiction was the deep blue sea.

    I think this was one of the main reasons I loved it. There was no compulsion. All I wanted was a few orgasms and the money.

    I watched porn to see if I could improve my techniques. I figured my expertise would outweigh my lack of being beautiful. I think it did. I was always in demand from my regulars.

    Some days at lectures I would start dreaming about big cocks and men talking dirty.

    I did it for two and a half years. Now I give it away for nothing. But I got what I wanted out of life.

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    # 56325 - by Nikki / January 25, 2022
    • - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Female / 44

    Getting Naked In Front Of Older Man For Money

    Here is another confession and this time from my teen diary again. I did not think about this in a long time and it is not a proud one. This was the one and only time that I took money for something nude or sex related. I could have posted this in the when I was a kid section, but again, it's not a proud or happy experience. I still want to share it.

    It was the summer vacation in between elementary school and mid school (middelbare school as we say in Dutch) , the summer of 1989. So I must have been 12. With my best friend we were always looking for stuff not to do, making out with boys, but we didn't dare to do much more. My mom would call us little hellraisers as we were always up to no good.

    It was summertime, it was hot, and we were walking through the woods nearby where we live. On one of the many trails we encountered a man, we greeted as we passed and a second or two later he hollored at us (of course in Dutch, but I will translate it for you) "hey, you girls want to make 25 gulden? (Gulden was the money before we had Euro's and 25 would be a nomination as we don't have "twenties" like y'all in the USA)

    That sounded like a lot of money! So I yelled back "yes!" and my friend said "well, it depends what for". We walked back to him and he walked back to us. I honestly have no recollection how old that man was, but he was an adult. So it could be 30, 40 or 50 but I have no idea really.

    Anyhow, he said "you girls are really pretty! I will give you 25 gulden each if I can look at your naked bodies for a few minutes".

    I bursted into laughter and my friend was looking nervous and serious. She was way more cautious than I was and said "hmm, I don't know Ingrid. Do you want that?" and I said I wanted... but she definitely didn't want to be fully naked, she only wanted to take her shirt off. The guy looked a bit disappointed and said "for that I'll only give you 10".

    That seemed to be a bit of a dealbreaker for her and she reluctantly gave in, and we all walked a bit deeper into the woods, moreless on a secluded game trail. We both kinda nervously took our shirts off and it felt strange to feel the warm summerwind on my nipples. I remember that very well. I also remember very well how nervous we both were when we took our shorts off and were in front of that man in only our panties. I was having second thoughts but the money sounded really good so I was the first one who took her panties down and I felt so naked, slightly embarrassed. A few seconds later my friend took hers off.

    The man was at approximately 2 meters (7 feet) from us and he said "You girls are pretty! And don't worry, I won't touch you". When he said that, it kinda scared me and I realized that we are in a possible dangerous situation with a strange man. He also took his penis out of his pants and started to jerk off. I mean, we never seen that before but that's what we thought it was. I don't remember seeing sperm so I don't think he came. After a few minutes he said "Thank you girls, you can get dressed again" or words of that nature. Once we were dressed he gave us the 25 gulden each and he casually said "bye" and walked away back to the main trail.

    When we were by ourselves we kinda giggled and laughed but both promised we should not do that again. Yes, that was the one and only time I took money. It could have gotten really bad as in hindsight we could have gotten badly m****ted or r**ed but it was in that sense rather innocent. Me and my friend only showed our little breasts and vagina's so who cares.

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    # 56127 - by Ingrid77 / January 17, 2022
    - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Female / 40

    I Pay My Son's Tuitions By Being An Expensive SLUT On The Street

    Seriously, I just pick a street and head on. I'm working at a strip club but my job is to advertise our club. so my job is picking many clients in one day, I've had as many as 40 people once just a few days before christmas, my salary is REALLY good though, I charge 100$ for just a fucking session and 30$ for a blowjob.

    I make around 30-40k$ a day, sometimes maybe even more. I wear my sluttiest outfit. Some bra and pants, and my favorite red lipstick, and my job ends at 11:59 PM. where I walk into the club, my mascara all ruined from my eyes to my chin, my forehead says "SLUT" with a red marker. I pick up my money and leave. I get new clothes since my clothes tend to get stolen by some clients. Leaving me butt naked and my heavy juggs out.

    I pay my son's tuition with that, and get myself some treats as well too, For example I just bought a new TV yesterday.

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    # 56065 - by TheSLUT / January 14, 2022
    • - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Female / 28

    Position For A Position

    Our new manage Darell has only been with the company two years but he is my district manager.
    Tall bald black like a 60 year old fat Steve Harvey. 280 6 foot four 1970 porn mustache.
    Not a horrible boss but he call people by pet names sweet thing hun. He is harmless but his words and how he walks earned him the nick name disco Dan.
    I'm tempted to fuck him in a you give me general manager position I will stay in a hotel room with him for a night letting him put me in position.
    I'm 28 never made manager do the job of a manager don't get the pay I am qualified but if is sure 100 present shoe in I would give some pussy to disco Dan

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    # 56035 - by Mariah / January 12, 2022
    - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Female / 28

    Neckbeard

    I haven't had an easy life, abusive stepfather coupled with drink and other nasty things kind of screwed up my teens and early twenties I didn't finish high school and started as a working girl from an early age. Skip forward to three years ago i had this one guy used to come round all the time He was late thirties, ugly and really fat and tiny dick and OMG he smelled so bad. But he was a good tipper, i mean really good tipper. He bought me things as well, expensive things. I was never lucky with guys, i kind of fell for abusive assholes and this neckbeard kept saying he'd treat me right so i thought what the hell. But oh man three years later and i can't escape from this freak. he stopped me working straight away, saying he would provide. And he does, but at the cost of me hardly ever leaving his apratment. I'm now redused to being a sex slave and also mommy because this freak lives like a pig. I have to do all the housework and cooking, he can't even wipe his ass properly but he thinks it's funny. When he's not at work doing something with computers he sat in front of a computer at home playing games. But when he wants sex i have to drop everything. I tried living like that, because he has lots of money but i just can't do it anymore. But he says if i leave i get nothing and i'll go straight back to living in the gutter. And he's probably right, but i honestly think it would be worth it to get away from him. I did it for the money, now i want to get away for my sanity.

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    # 56027 - by Katherine / January 12, 2022
    - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Male / 55

    Was It For The Money?

    I work for a man who is not just the owner of the shop I work for , he is a friend. He is a single man has all the money he will ever need in life with lots left over for his family when he is gone.
    He and I work out when he is in town and we talk a lot. He was in town this past week end and asked if he could join my wife and I for an evening of fun.my wife was excited when I told her, they get along very well, and he has a crush on her and he makes it obvious.
    We went out his treat and we had a blast he and my wife flirted , her loving all his attention. We all had our fill of drinks and headed to the Hotel.
    He had got us a room for the night as well as one for him.
    We ended up in our room laughing and saying good night. When he sat down on the big chair in our room and put a 50$ bill on the table and said to my wife it’s yours if you take your top off.
    She walked over to the table picked up the $ and slowly unbuttoned her top and let fall to the floor. He sat staring straight at her big 38D tits , her huge nipples staring back at him hard as could be. He said , those look even better than I thought.
    He looked at me and said should I keep going? I said absolutely take it as far as you like. He put another 50 down and said strip the rest off for me. And she quickly picked up the $ and tucked it into her purse and started to slowly peel off the rest of her clothes as he sat and enjoyed the view.
    She now stood there totally nude small muscular ass thin waist , that she works hard to keep them both tight. She stood legs spread a bit leaning against the wall she brought her one tit to her mouth sucked on her nipple then the other , then let them hang, shaking them a bit to show off to her Very turned on observer.
    He said more? She said certainly , but that’s up to you.
    He said ok , let’s do this. He reached in his pocket and laid 2 100$ bills on the table beside him , saying that’s for your dazzling beauty and for your performance the rest of the evening.
    Just then a knock on the door, he said to my wife get our drinks please. She then walked over opened the door took the drinks and handed one to me the owner of my company I work for, and one for her. He said smile for our attendant, she turned back to the bellboy smiled and said thank you very much, he left very frazzled , I laughed out loud.
    He said after we drank , now let’s finish this up. He looked at me and said you with us? I said you bet I’m enjoying this so far.
    He said bring your wife over here in front of me, I did as told. He said put her on her knees so she can looking up at me. She gladly helped me do as told. He said to me get behind her and fuck her while I look into her eyes.
    I knelt down behind her stroked my cock a couple times and with a few pushes on her wet hole I was balls deep fucking her with my full length slapping into her with each pump. She began moaning with her head only inches from his crotch , her bouncing along with her big tits as he watched us fucking.
    He said you are one hot fucking woman. He then reached down unzipped and worked his cock out of his paints, his Cock was very long and rock hard. I slowed down my fucking her not wanting to cum to soon.
    They were both still staring at each other. As she took his cock in her hand stroked him for a bit, then she went down on him taking as muck of his cock in her mouth as she could and began bobbing up and down on him as I kept ramming her from behind.
    He looked at me saying quite the nympho you have here. I said as I kept fucking her , that’s my girl. He relaxed back in the chair and watched her suck him off. She was giving him her best sucking the head of his dick then diving back down on him. I started pumping her faster and couldn’t hold back I pushed my cock as deep in her as I could and let go with my load into her.
    It sent him going as she worked on his Cock nonstop licking then down again untill he stiffened a bit as she stayed down on him getting as much of his long dick in her mouth as she could as he filled her mouth with his cum , her swallowing every drop with pleasure. He kind of drooped in the chair , spent from a night of drinking and a fantastic blow job from as expert. It was her Time to lift her mouth from his cock and look him in the eye and say ANYTIME you have the time and money I’m willing to do as told…

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    # 56009 - by Watcherhusband / January 11, 2022
    - I Did It For The Money -
    Straight Female / 34

    Rich Is Better, Just More Boring

    My mother had a fixation on a real man. You know, Paul Bunion, beard, broad shoulders, Mr. Fix It, no nonsense, man if action, few words, war hero, etc. etc. My Dad was none of that. Intensely brainy, a lawyer, made real money. But my Mom talked about Paul Bunion.

    Then my Dad died in his sleep, 51, no warning of any kind. I was 17 and a senior in high school. My world stopped, he was my Dad. My dreams also died, without his income dreams of studying dance were replaced with junior college and an associates business degree and a job in accounts payable for the city. A clerk. My Dad would have been horrified, a bureaucrat, a clerk, a pimple on the ass of the taxpayers.

    My mother met and got together with Joe the Plumber, not married, just sex and cigarettes and beer. Joe had a younger brother, Bob. Bob was everything every girl should run away from. But he was fast and furious and he nailed me to the wall. Sex and cigarettes and beer. Did I say sex? Sex. That boy saw one thing, the hole between my legs.

    Eventually I met a lawyer, he went to work in my Dad's old firm. Milktoast Bruce I called him. Scared of sex, I had to show him where to stick his dick in. But Bruce made money, real money and I needed to get back to the lifestyle I grew up in. So Bruce it was, and Bob was replaced.

    My mother got tired of Joe, I got married to Bob, he wanted kids so you do what you do and we have two. I really would have liked a four year degree, not having it would be a disappointment to my Dad. I think of Bob, I miss Bob, getting nailed to the wall. My mother's fixation with Paul Bunion makes sense now. But the money makes a difference, and playing wife is the way to go. And Bob's time came and went. But I do miss getting nailed to the wall.

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    # 55944 - by Laura Croft / January 8, 2022
    • - I Did It For The Money -
    Bi-Sexual Female / 24

    I Don't Know My Body Count

    I am 24 and I honestly don't know my body count. I lost track and I don't even know the zip code it would land in.

    I escorted my way through school because it was the only way I could afford it. My family are immergrants and we barely get by as it is.
    I told my parents I had scholarships because I was ashamed to tell them how I afforded it.

    I started out on a sugarbaby kind of site because they are a little more like dating with pay but it was a lot of married guys who eventually low ball you. I eventually moved to an actual escort agency and then independent escorting once I had the business model down.

    Some place along the line I literally lost count. I mean a guy or more a night, multiple guys over the weekend, doing it near full time in the summer. It just creeps up and sex is not thought as people but dollars and bills paid. Plus you get repeats and even see guy who remember fucking you before but they are just a blank face to you. I remember in the second summer in the escort agency I stopped thinking of it as how many guys did me and saw it as what was tonight's take home cut?

    Hey, I am not whinning. I could give perfect head in my sleep some guy will get lucky and marry me.

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    # 55872 - by Pandi / January 4, 2022
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