Whoring myself out isn’t beneath me now [fm]

I’ll let you in on a secret no one knows about me.

There are a number of girls nowadays who are not shy about their openness to sexuality. It’s becoming more and more acceptable for us, women, to own our bodies – be slutty, fuck a ton of men (or women), and no one bats an eye.
However, getting paid for it – becoming a proper whore, a sex worker – is still beneath most of us, not because we have judgments or because we aren’t attracted by the money, but mostly, if not only, because of how others may view us.

While I probably will not tell anyone I know, this isn’t beneath me though.

Nothing makes me drip than getting paid for sex or any sexual act. It’s not even for the money anymore because I have a banging career (which is also why I can’t disclose that I do this) but in my head, while they might not acknowledge it, the power they have over my mind and body because they paid me IS FUCKING ENDLESS. It makes me feel so fucking filthy that I have become a commodity for someone else’s pleasure, and let’s be honest, these people don’t care about me. They only care about getting their fantasies fulfilled and then cumming.

I started off small in this crazy adventure. I remember being a student, needing a job, and posting a local craigslist ad about it. I was basically asking for indecent proposals and what do you know? I got plenty. I was invited for an “interview” with this old (60+) white male consultant who is looking for a secretary in his home office. The catch? We both have to be naked.

I went for the interview. He opened the door naked and guided me to the living room. It was really hard not to feel uncomfortable because while he asked me a bunch of professional questions to feign legitimacy, he was also playing with his dick the whole time. He was not the best looking, too: his dick was 6 inches at best, and it was a bit hairy. Gross, yet hot.

He eventually asked me to strip so he could see if I was confident enough to do the job. I stood up to undress myself, unbuttoned my top, pulled my skirt down… his moans were getting louder and louder and I bet it was because he couldn’t believe this young student was getting naked in front of him. At the time, I was barely legal, and I’m sure as hell he likes the huge age difference. He started cumming and told me to watch before I even got fully naked though. I was shocked to say the least because it was all new to me, but that didn’t bother him. He hasn’t even cleaned up when he asked if I could start that day. He offered (a hefty amount of) cash on hand and I really needed the money, so I said yes.

He paid me right after he cleaned up too so I couldn’t really turn around on it. I stripped as agreed, and we started the day. It was fairly easy. I was just creating powerpoint presentations about his book in the first hour until he got bored and asked me to show him what I had done so far.

I sat across him from his study table but he motioned for me to come around. He wanted me to sit on his lap while showing him how I was tracking along, and it would be an understatement if I tell you I was nervous. My heart was practically leaping out of my chest from anxiety, excitement, and eagerness! My daddy issues were playing me and making me wet down there.

“Are you cold?” He asked, looking at my hardened nipples. It was summer though, so I knew he was playing me.

I told him I was alright, continued showing him my progress and he started bouncing his legs while I was on his lap.

“I can’t concentrate.” He said, leaning back and carressing my thighs. “You’re so petite and you look like you could pass as my grand daughter.”

I honestly didn’t know what to say at that point . I couldn’t tell whether he meant that in a good or bad way, so I didn’t say anything.

“I got lucky, hey? I bet you’re a good girl too.” His hand has moved from rubbing my thighs to tracing my slit and there was no denying I was wet.

Now, if you know my back story, I only started owning my sexuality recently and this whole thing was before I felt comfortable about it. All of these were extremely new to me as it was occurring so while I was enjoying it A WHOLE FUCKING LOT deep inside, I was still unsure how to act. Turned out though, I didn’t need to do anything aside from be compliant and moan when it feels good.

He sucked his middle finger, looked at me, and stuck it in my little pussy. His other arm was wrapped around me, rubbing my sensitive nipples alternately. You can tell he was going crazy with what was happening because his dick was growing against my ass and he was saying things that were getting more and more fucked up by the minute.

“I haven’t fucked anyone in ages,” he grunted while basically ripping my pussy apart with his fingers. “We better loosen this pussy up because I’m going to ram you baby girl”

I was whimpering in so much pleasure pleasure but no word was coming out of my mouth. I felt like a toy. I might as well have beenn a fleshlight for him. He pulled his fingers out for a second, picked me up and put me on my hands and knees by the fucking floor. My legs were shaking and I felt so weak while he was positioning himself behind me.

He grabbed a handful of my hair and asked me if I was ready. I could only try and nod because I literally couldn’t speak but he told me he wasn’t going to put it in my desperate wet hole if I didn’t tell him I wanted to be fucked by daddy. I guess that was his way of getting consent, but shit I didn’t need to give him one. What I needed was his dick! I said it anyway and he slammed his hard cock right inside me.

I don’t know about you but getting dicked by someone who has not fucked for ages has an appeal to me. He was going crazy, ramming my cunt, telling me how wet I was, how good my pussy swallows his cock, how i was gonna make him cum so soon…

But then he slowed down to tease me. He knew I was getting a bit too much pleasure from all this without giving much in return. He propped me up so I was kneeling, but he was still fucking me very slowly from behind. He made me spit on his hand, rubbed it on my face, made me spit again, and then rubbed it on my tits.

“Tell daddy you want him to cum. Youre going to make daddy cum if you talk dirty to me.”

I was terrified then. I wasn’t confident about dirty talking in person back then and maybe he noticed because he started taking over again, making me say some of the filthiest things I’ve ever said until now.

“I’m daddy’s paid cum pocket.”

“My parents will be proud I’m working but really I’m whoring my cunt out.”

“I’m being fucked by a dirty old man.”

“I like being creeped on. It makes my cunt soaking wet”

“Grandpa makes my teenage hole throb.”

He busted his load on my face in the end, rubbed it all over with his dick and told me to suck the leftover cum out of him.

I came thinking about it when I got home.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/igko1o/whoring_myself_out_isnt_beneath_me_now_fm