I won’t be uploading entire videos but he found out that I let his landlord record it and he NEEDS to see them. They are all in the dark and bits and pieces he was too busy with me I guess to record anything well. Just thought to share some bits with you guys since I felt I owe a conclusion of sorts to that night and all. Enjoy https://imgur.com/a/rf4gw
Author: mscuriousbutafraid
[F] I had sex with crushes roommate/landlord [M] who’s old enough to be my dad
I started liking this guy June and I think I was responsible for him coming out of his shell, hes like super introverted and only gets along with a few friends from school and his landlord who he rents his room from.
I hung out at his place a lot recently, and I got a long with the landlord too because hes a pot head and we pot heads connect you know lol. I even heard it was this guy that encouraged my crush to man up and make moves on me not sure if thats true or not of course.
Flash forward to Saturday and by then I had been over to his place almost every night and chilling with my crush. I thought for sure something was going to happen but instead he gets a call and tells me he has to sleep early for work to cover a shift on a Saturday!
No homework, sexy lingerie and no sex. I am a night owl and because I didn’t want to keep him up with my key tapping on my laptop I head out to the living room where Ralph the landlord (not his name) is watching tv. He offers me weed and I am sort of happy again and we end up talking about my crush and filling in some blanks about the past couple of years since him and his dad moved in with Ralph.
I [F] had a year long obsession with being a prostitute and FINALLY made it happen. [MF]
https://eroshare.com/ehmr8wor
Since then you guys have flooded me with support and many have offered to help me role play but I honestly knew if I never actually went through with it I would always wonder.
I left my apartment around 11 after a whole day of jitters and unbelievably long sessions of teasing myself in bed visualizing what I wanted.
I wasn’t cold but I felt bare just like last time wearing my thong and shirt under a jacket. I got there and it was busier than I imagined near the overpass. I saw maybe 8 girls there and two cars already parked.
I recognized one of the girls from last time and I was scared as hell of being recognized by her. I walked on the opposite side of the street figuring out how I was going to do this.
I didn’t expect to get a car stop next to me and before I could even look at the driver one of the girls was across the street and already at his window. This happened twice!
I felt super conscious about the other girls and kept my distance continuing to walk through the tunnel. I think I got nearly to the other side before another car stopped for me.
I [F] have a year long obsession with being a prostitute and almost made it happen. [MF]
Sorry a head of time for my jumbled sentences, writing from a very emotional place.
It was just for my own curiosity that took me to this. I came from a good home, my uncle willed us his estates which the family collects cash flow from between my mom, dad, and my younger brother and I and I don’t really have to work a day in my life if I chose not to just so you guys understand that I its not out rough financial times or saving up for my future that prostitution is on my mind.
It was a comment from a friend that snowballed into a year long obsession. I made modelling income for the last 5 years since I was 14 and started to get tired of the scene after my breakup with my Ex who didn’t hesitate to help with my prostitution fetish if you can even call it that.
(The comment was from a friend who said something on the lines of, “Imagine the look on one of those guy’s faces if they saw you working down in ********** Street.” The context was that we were watching from the van parked a block away from where a girl was talking to someone in the car and he drove off yelling “You are not worth fifty dollars ugly bitch!”, leaving the girl angry and bitching loudly.)