Author: bmaxxx

Lap dance in the club [MF]

She didn't really do it for the money. She did it because she was addicted; she got drunk off of men's stares and high off of the money they would spend simply to look at her. Money in the air, at her feet, in her panties. Money because she was pretty. Money because she was hot.

Her experienced eyes darted over the crowd. Then she saw him: he was sitting further back, with a bundle of 20s between two fingers, drinking his old fashioned. She danced and swayed her way through the throng of men, collecting singles as she brushed past them and flashing sultry smiles, to reach this very, very sexy businessman.

"Aren't you a pretty one," he purred in her ear. She smiled at him. She never spoke to her customers. The thought of how much a man would pay simply to enjoy her body made her wet. "This," he waved the wad of 20s lazily in the air "would be yours if you gave me a private dance." She smiled seductively at him, grabbed his hand and led him to the back. She was could feel his eyes against her bottom, and she knew he was checking out how good her ass looked. Read more »

The homewrecking whore welcomes her [M]an home from jail [f]

A lot of you guys expressed interest in hearing some more stories from when I fucked a married man and we ended up living together for ~9 months. Well, here's a story from when he got out of jail…
(If you want to skip ahead to sex scenes go to —-)
(I will be editing as I read and re-read this.)

Two weeks.
My heart sank to my stomach.
I wasn't surprised: this wasn't his first offense. That stupid, dumb bitch he called a wife got a restraining order on trumped-up charges (they argued in a restaurant, and she said something like, "You with that 20-something year old slut?" and he smirked and responded, "Actually, she's 18." and well, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned) and then called the cops when he tried to visit his kids. Stupid, dumb bitch.

The anticipation started when I went to visit him in jail. I spent half the day on different buses to get to the prison, excited to see him but also quite nervous. I'm just shy of 5'4," with long brown hair with bangs, clear blue eyes, and pretty chesty (32DD) but slim everywhere else. Read more »

My [f]irst experience being a ho[m]ewrecking whore.

My first time posting in this sub. Constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated!

When I started working there, he trained me. We hit it off right away. He was funny, energetic, and incredibly handsome with a chiseled face, brown eyes, broad shoulders, and a lean but muscular build. He had tattoos – those were what drove me crazy. On his wrists, and his shoulders, across his chest, his stomach, his back… and he was a veteran. There's just something about a man who went overseas to defend his country.

I guessed his age to be around 24, but when we started talking more, he confessed that he was 30, married, with two kids. He told me about how he was looking for a way out of his marriage. He was unhappy, and hated feeling tied down. I was only 18, but felt the same way about my boyfriend. He was nice… too nice. It wasn't exciting anymore.

We became fast friends and I would often catch him staring at me at work, eyes lingering at the top few undone buttons on my blouse. I couldn't help but stare at him either, he was probably the most attractive person I'd ever seen excluding movie stars. Read more »