[FM] How I sold myself at a club to an asshole ​

Long time lurker first time poster, be gentle with your comments:)

I will use this throw-a-way to keep my anonymity, but if you like this story I may post more, still have a couple of juicy ones of my wild youth;).

I wanted to write down this story for a long time, I think it’s one of my most exciting adventures and it still makes me hot. It‘s written down from memory as far as I can remember some details might been changed, as I have replayed this story in my head for some inspirational me time for a couple of years now;)

Warning: contains drug elements and prostitution. If you can’t deal with that, stop reading. It’s also kind of long now:)

This happened in my early twenties.

If want to know how I looked back then, I was often compared to [Marion Cotillard in Taxi ](https://www.newdvdreleasedates.com/images/profiles/marion-cotillard-04.jpg)although I have brown eyes.

It was the summer of my second year in college and most of my friends were on vacation. Together with the guy i had started seeing, which pissed me off a little bit.

I was left alone in the city, because I had to earn money through my semester break. I was broke as fuck. Anyway, so after a hard week of shitty work I decided that I deserved some fun. I called my remaining friends, nobody was available. So I thought i go dancing by myself, which I had been doing occasionally at my favorite club.

Since I didn’t plan on spending my hard earned money on clubbing, I just took enough for the entrance with me. And dressed in slightly slutty outfit featuring a very short black skirt, to get me some drinks.

In the club I started dancing for an hour or more, getting a couple of drinks by guys at the bar. As often when you dance in a club you can feel the guys getting behind you. Normally if you don’t show any interest they will start moving to other areas of the dance floor at some point. Since I just started seeing someone, I wasn’t really interested in anything.

But one particular guy was very persistent. Unlike the other guys of the night he had been very bold. Put his hands on my waist and I could feel his dick on my ass. I had shaken his hands off and danced away from him. But he kept coming back. This guy looked like a rich asshole. Just a good looking Fratguy type of guy. Which is really not my type.

As the night evolved I got more drunk, but I wanted to go further and really enjoy myself. I saw a drug guy I knew and asked him if he had some pills for me. Normally I got them for free but this time he seemed to have had a bad day. He asked for 10€ per pill, which I hadn’t.

While it’s one thing to get drinks a the bar for free it‘s another thing to ask straight for money. I was sitting at the bar, doing my cramming in the purse routine, to attract some white knights, as the douche from the dance floor sits down right next to me.

He asked if he could get me anything. I just shot straight and asked him if he could give me 10€. With a big grin on his face he asked me what I would do for that. A kiss on the cheek, I said. He stroke me over my cheek and told me, that would be not enough.

I thought about slapping his hand away and spitting in his righteous face. But I also thought about what I would actually do for some cash, he probably had a lot of it. This guy was kind of hot, although a complete asshole and also I had just started a new fling.

He took my hand, put his mouth close to my ear and whispered „I give you hundert Euro if you kiss my dick“, while moving my hand between his legs.

Fuck. His boldness and voice on my ear got me a little horny, I could feel my pussy clenching. Maybe it was also the thought of the forbiddenness of prostitution. I still was craving for the pill and one kiss on the dick wouldn‘t be that bad, nobody would find out. The others were on vacation and I deserved my own little adventure.

„Ok Just a kiss and show me the money first“ I said. He whipped out a couple of 100€ bills and I followed him to the men’s toilette.

He told me to sit down on the closed toilet and shut my eyes, I obliged. He put a finger in my mouth and asked me to suck it. Then I heard him opening his pants, he spread my lips and then I felt his dick in my mouth. It tasted kind of salty and must have been of average sizes. He started pushing in. I tried to get it out of my mouth and tell him that the deal was just a kiss, but he hold my head and kept using it. This powerlessness made me really hot but also scared. I finally had enough and pushed him off hard.

He stumbled, grinned and started stroking his dick. I told him that the deal was just a kiss and I wanted my money now. He gave it to me and wandered his hands through my inner tights right to my pussy. She was already wet from the mouth fucking, but now I could feel my thong getting soaked by my juices.

„How much to get in this little cunt?“I told him to fuck off and left the toilette, my legs were shaking. I found the drug guy, bought some pills and instantly took one.

It was peak time at the club now and the dance floor was full of people, but I didn’t see the douche. After a while of dancing the pill hit me, I felt very nice and the music was great. I kept looking for him but couldn’t find him. After an hour I was actively searching for him. The pill and the thoughts of the bathroom had made me really horny, but I still couldn’t find him. Maybe he had left.

I continued dancing at the place i first felt his dick on my ass. The pill was really strong now. And the suddenly hands were on my hips again.

We danced and he lifted my skirt at the back, playing with my thong and my ass. The dance floor was very dark, but I saw the guy next to us starring. I was too high and horny to care. He slowly slid my soaked thong down, smelled it, put it in his pants and another 100€ bill in my hand.

I had danced pantyless before but this time I was so wet I felt everything dripping out. That was a strange, but at this moment really good feeling. We were dancing real slow and under my skirt he stroked with his finger over my pussy lips. An warm shiver spread through my body. He licked on my ear and asked “How much to get in this tight juicy pussy?”

At this point It was really hard to think straight. Would I fuck this guy for money? I was really horny, but still, I probably wouldn’t fuck him without money. So this was kind of prostitution. But at the moment I couldn’t find anything wrong with it. He got what he wanted, I got fucked in a really hot way and if I played my cards right probably wouldn’t have to work for the rest of the summer.

“1000€” I said.

He laughed and told me he that he had only 300 left. I pushed his hands off and told him to get cash from the ATM down the street. He tried to convince me but I stayed cold. I wanted that money and I loved that power play. I was excited to find out if this guy would pay 1000€ to put his cock in me. He left.

The pill was wearing off so I took another one. After a while he came back, took my hand and led me to he toilettes again.

He showed me the money and asked me to bend down. I rested my head on my arms at the toilet, ass in the air. He slowly pushed my skirt down and admired my pussy. I had a really beautiful pussy back then, just a small slid. This is probably like puppy fat which goes away with age. Anyway.

He spread my cheeks and licked around my asshole. Fuck this felt so goood, the drugs were really strong again and this stranger liking around my asshole made me so hot I was already close. He slapped my pussy,which made a squishy sound, the juice was overflowing. He told me to turn around and look as he liked on his fingers. He pulled out his cock and slapped it against my ass.

Then with one hard thrust he was in me.

I briefly thought about the fact that he didn’t have a condom on. But diseases were pretty far away from my circle of acquaintances and the guys I had fucked with knew when to pull their dick out. Also I was to high to care.

He fucked me really hard from behind called me his little whore and pulled me hair. Occasionally he turned me around, told me to get on my knees and suck my juices off, just to turn me around and going at it again. I was so close to cuming but it might have been the drugs or the turning around, I didn’t.

He spanked my ass constantly, which burnt in a good way, I felt him spanking harder and harder and I knew he was close. I told him to shoot his load on my asshole, but then I felt the warm sensation of cum in me.

Did this asshole just come into my pussy? I turned around screamed at him and pushed him, he was just grinning, what an asshole. I finally asked for my money. He quietly gave it to me and I stormed out, slamming the door.

When I came out the men’s toilette I saw the judgemental looks on the girls line. We must have been a bit too loud.

I went to the bar chucked down a drink. Fuck I was furious. He came inside me and didn’t even finish me off, but probably that’s not the deal if you sell sex. I had to get the pill after, but also I had 1000€. At that thought is started to cool off quickly and went dancing.

The cum was dripping out of my pussy and running down my leg. That was so hot and I was so horny. I grabbed a random guy dancing next to me and started to make out with him, while I put my hand down my skirt and played with my cum filled pussy until I finally came on the dance floor.

I danced a bit more until the drugs wore off and then went home to sleep and sobering up I swore to myself to never tell this story to anyone and never do something like this again.

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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8k5ztz/fm_how_i_sold_myself_at_a_club_to_an_asshole