Bi-Sexual Female / 23
Bad Choices and Bad Situations
I was never shy or afraid to show my body or talk about sex with anyone.
It was just the way I was brought up. As I got older, I found that I could cash in on my looks.
At first it was only small things, drinks and food, but as I got older, I found that guys would buy me jewelry and clothes. One guy even bought me a fridge for my apartment.
I tried to go to college but that shit is very expensive and to tell you the truth, I didn't find anything that I wanted to major in. So I started stripping. Some girls I worked with liked to call it exotic dancing, but come on, if you take your clothes off, you're stripping. Everyone knew I did it, and no one minded. If they did, they didn't say a thing. Any way, I did this for a while until I met a couple of guys that pretty big ballers. They would always come up to me for dances and private shows. Their tips were good, but all they wanted to talk about was their adult entertainment shows. They said that dancing was chump change compared to that. They had cars, limos and party busses. They even had a jet. Well after a few weekends, I decided to give it a try.
They have these huge events where they would have live sex shows and some real kinky stuff. These are invitation only parties where the attendees are super wealthy and want their privacy. Basically the events were never the same and the acts always changed. They asked me to come to the next show to watch. I could work at the bar and hand out cocktails. They paid for my travel expenses and even had me fly first class. It was really cool and the stage was really awesome. There all kinds of sex acts, lesbian, bondage, gay, group, even some really freaky stuff with toys.
The people were really well dressed and respectful to me. I made five hundred dollars in tips! I was in. Easy money.
Two weeks later, I was heading out to Chicago. I was going to learn the ropes and eventually I was going to get on stage after a couple of months. I didn't mind. I could choose my act and who I'd be with. I didn't know that this was going to be my first and last night.
I was with a bunch of first timers. We were all fresh meat. I guess new recruits. We were all assigned to work the crowd. We're supposed to get all the people excited and let them get a little taste of the upcoming festival. We were dressed in high heals, stockings, garters and G-string panties. We were topless with no pasties. It was cold.
The sex acts had started and the music was really loud. The galley was pretty dark but the neon and strobe lights help guide my way. The guys were friendly but got more aggressive the closer you got to the stage. I guess they thought you were part of the show. It wasn't too bad. I had money in my panties and some were hundreds. Only one pervert got his finger in my crotch but I reminded him about the rules. There were specific rules for guys as to when and where they could touch any of the girls. So far it was better that I could have imagined.
At midnight, they gathered us all together and sent us (the fresh meat) to the holding pen, the back dressing room. When we got back there we changed into some different costumes. Schoolgirl of course. This is where things got really messed up. They wanted us to get into these wall-stables. They were like massage tables that were mounted to the wall with these flaps built in. The ladies that were explaining the rules to us had done this many times before and told us that this was the easiest money we'd ever make. The money we were making so far was good, but the bonus for this was more than I'd made all the year before. All I had to do was lay down on the table and let some strange rich guy have his way. I was told to not worry, there would be security watching to make sure no one got rough or weird. Also the guys had to wear a rubber and they had never had any complaints before. I wanted to believe this so I went along. They took a headshot and put my picture out for the guys to know what I looked like.
I got into my stall and slid my lower half through the flap. I could tell that I was in wrong cause there were grooves in my lower back where my legs were supposed to rest. I turned over onto my belly and I fit perfectly. On of the staff on the other side adjusted my schoolgirl skirt and asked me spread my legs just a little more. That's when he strapped my ankles onto posts. I was shocked so I asked him asked him why. All he said was it was for safety.
I was slightly suspended from a table hanging through a wall with my legs strapped wide open and not able to see anything. Then the flap in the wall seemed to get tighter. There was a clicking noise and I couldn't move my lower half. The guy on the other side of the was made an announcement that the Fantasy Glory Holes were open for business.
There were a lot of shuffling feet on the other side and for a while no one said anything. Then I could tell there was someone right behind me. He said I love little schoolgirls. He started by lightly rubbing my legs from my calves to my ass. I could feel his tongue start licking above my knee high stockings. Without warning his fingers shoots past my panties, right into my pussy. He pulls it out and I hear him sucking on it. Wow, what a tasty little girl you are. He's on me then. After pulling my panties aside, he pushes up against my pussy and after three or four tries, he starts pumping me. After another couple of minutes, he goes limp. He straightens up my skirt and panties and then grabs my ass one more time. He says, thanks dear and That was that. I announced hey, let me out. No one replies. I tried to get up but that's when I feel another guy grabbing at my hips. How many guys are back there? Oh shit. Well it's the same as the guy before, five or ten minutes this time and then he's limp. I'm not sure if it was thirty or forty five minutes but it starts to slow down and I am kind grateful. I'm starting to get sore and the dudes were getting rougher. That's when I hear last call.
Some of the gals were already changed and leaving the area back to the main stage. I was at the far end and was starting to think that I was forgotten. That's when I felt a heavy hand spank my ass. Startled, I yelled out. I hear this guy say, so you are awake! Good. You're gonna love this. He grabs a hand full of my panties and pulls hard until they tear off. Not before the elastic bites hard against my soft skin on my crotch. Now he slaps my pussy hard. It sends lightning through my clit and I my eyes begin to well up. You like that don't you, you little whore?!
He starts nipping on my c**t lips and pulling. Oh, hell. This is not right. Where's security? Then he spits on my ass and rubs his spit in my asshole. I tighten up involuntarily. He starts to finger fuck my ass. I'm never had this done before and my body reacts by making my pussy drip with anticipation. I'm almost eager to have him shove his cock in my little pussy. It's on fire.
He tells me that he knows that I want it and he wants me to beg for it. I just want it to stop so I say yes give me your cock. Shove it deep in my pussy! He just laughs. Why would I fuck your pussy? All the other guys had it. I have another idea. I hear him clearing his throat and then spit. The saliva drops right on my puckered asshole. He guides it in with this finger. It's not his finger. His fat cock's head pushes up against my virgin ass and slowly penetrates. The ..(continue confession)
I was never shy or afraid to show my body or talk about sex with anyone.
It was just the way I was brought up. As I got older, I found that I could cash in on my looks.
At first it was only small things, drinks and food, but as I got older, I found that guys would buy me jewelry and clothes. One guy even bought me a fridge for my apartment.
I tried to go to college but that shit is very expensive and to tell you the truth, I didn't find anything that I wanted to major in. So I started stripping. Some girls I worked with liked to call it exotic dancing, but come on, if you take your clothes off, you're stripping. Everyone knew I did it, and no one minded. If they did, they didn't say a thing. Any way, I did this for a while until I met a couple of guys that pretty big ballers. They would always come up to me for dances and private shows. Their tips were good, but all they wanted to talk about was their adult entertainment shows. They said that dancing was chump change compared to that. They had cars, limos and party busses. They even had a jet. Well after a few weekends, I decided to give it a try.
They have these huge events where they would have live sex shows and some real kinky stuff. These are invitation only parties where the attendees are super wealthy and want their privacy. Basically the events were never the same and the acts always changed. They asked me to come to the next show to watch. I could work at the bar and hand out cocktails. They paid for my travel expenses and even had me fly first class. It was really cool and the stage was really awesome. There all kinds of sex acts, lesbian, bondage, gay, group, even some really freaky stuff with toys.
The people were really well dressed and respectful to me. I made five hundred dollars in tips! I was in. Easy money.
Two weeks later, I was heading out to Chicago. I was going to learn the ropes and eventually I was going to get on stage after a couple of months. I didn't mind. I could choose my act and who I'd be with. I didn't know that this was going to be my first and last night.
I was with a bunch of first timers. We were all fresh meat. I guess new recruits. We were all assigned to work the crowd. We're supposed to get all the people excited and let them get a little taste of the upcoming festival. We were dressed in high heals, stockings, garters and G-string panties. We were topless with no pasties. It was cold.
The sex acts had started and the music was really loud. The galley was pretty dark but the neon and strobe lights help guide my way. The guys were friendly but got more aggressive the closer you got to the stage. I guess they thought you were part of the show. It wasn't too bad. I had money in my panties and some were hundreds. Only one pervert got his finger in my crotch but I reminded him about the rules. There were specific rules for guys as to when and where they could touch any of the girls. So far it was better that I could have imagined.
At midnight, they gathered us all together and sent us (the fresh meat) to the holding pen, the back dressing room. When we got back there we changed into some different costumes. Schoolgirl of course. This is where things got really messed up. They wanted us to get into these wall-stables. They were like massage tables that were mounted to the wall with these flaps built in. The ladies that were explaining the rules to us had done this many times before and told us that this was the easiest money we'd ever make. The money we were making so far was good, but the bonus for this was more than I'd made all the year before. All I had to do was lay down on the table and let some strange rich guy have his way. I was told to not worry, there would be security watching to make sure no one got rough or weird. Also the guys had to wear a rubber and they had never had any complaints before. I wanted to believe this so I went along. They took a headshot and put my picture out for the guys to know what I looked like.
I got into my stall and slid my lower half through the flap. I could tell that I was in wrong cause there were grooves in my lower back where my legs were supposed to rest. I turned over onto my belly and I fit perfectly. On of the staff on the other side adjusted my schoolgirl skirt and asked me spread my legs just a little more. That's when he strapped my ankles onto posts. I was shocked so I asked him asked him why. All he said was it was for safety.
I was slightly suspended from a table hanging through a wall with my legs strapped wide open and not able to see anything. Then the flap in the wall seemed to get tighter. There was a clicking noise and I couldn't move my lower half. The guy on the other side of the was made an announcement that the Fantasy Glory Holes were open for business.
There were a lot of shuffling feet on the other side and for a while no one said anything. Then I could tell there was someone right behind me. He said I love little schoolgirls. He started by lightly rubbing my legs from my calves to my ass. I could feel his tongue start licking above my knee high stockings. Without warning his fingers shoots past my panties, right into my pussy. He pulls it out and I hear him sucking on it. Wow, what a tasty little girl you are. He's on me then. After pulling my panties aside, he pushes up against my pussy and after three or four tries, he starts pumping me. After another couple of minutes, he goes limp. He straightens up my skirt and panties and then grabs my ass one more time. He says, thanks dear and That was that. I announced hey, let me out. No one replies. I tried to get up but that's when I feel another guy grabbing at my hips. How many guys are back there? Oh shit. Well it's the same as the guy before, five or ten minutes this time and then he's limp. I'm not sure if it was thirty or forty five minutes but it starts to slow down and I am kind grateful. I'm starting to get sore and the dudes were getting rougher. That's when I hear last call.
Some of the gals were already changed and leaving the area back to the main stage. I was at the far end and was starting to think that I was forgotten. That's when I felt a heavy hand spank my ass. Startled, I yelled out. I hear this guy say, so you are awake! Good. You're gonna love this. He grabs a hand full of my panties and pulls hard until they tear off. Not before the elastic bites hard against my soft skin on my crotch. Now he slaps my pussy hard. It sends lightning through my clit and I my eyes begin to well up. You like that don't you, you little whore?!
He starts nipping on my c**t lips and pulling. Oh, hell. This is not right. Where's security? Then he spits on my ass and rubs his spit in my asshole. I tighten up involuntarily. He starts to finger fuck my ass. I'm never had this done before and my body reacts by making my pussy drip with anticipation. I'm almost eager to have him shove his cock in my little pussy. It's on fire.
He tells me that he knows that I want it and he wants me to beg for it. I just want it to stop so I say yes give me your cock. Shove it deep in my pussy! He just laughs. Why would I fuck your pussy? All the other guys had it. I have another idea. I hear him clearing his throat and then spit. The saliva drops right on my puckered asshole. He guides it in with this finger. It's not his finger. His fat cock's head pushes up against my virgin ass and slowly penetrates. The ..(continue confession)
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