A few months ago, I was in the worst position of my life. The bills were stacking up, my job wasn’t paying enough even working full time, and I absolutely hated the idea of working paycheck to paycheck for the rest of my life. I saw a lot of videos scrolling through TikTok that talked about selling feet pics, panties, nudes, etc and it seemed like an easy opportunity. I got to work on my instagram uploading pictures and it wasn’t long before I had guys in my DM’s.
Some guy named Jimmy (I doubt that was his real name anyway) started messaging me asking if I’d ever thought about doing porn/self pleasure or adult modeling. When I finally had the courage to respond back, I was really only open to doing the modeling and maybe self pleasure. After some questioning and “proof” being shown, Jimmy told me he would need to do a pre-interview over webcam. He said he had to make sure I was comfortable taking my clothes off for someone else and that I could be sexy when under pressure. Seemed legit enough to me so, I agreed and told him I would message him when I got home.
A couple hours later, Jimmy is messaging me nonstop about how excited he is to see me. I supposed the constant messaging should’ve been my second hint that this was fake but, I digress. When I was finally home, I had to get ready first. I left my bra and panties off, assuming they would just make the process take longer. I really wanted to impress him, so I put on a tight tank top and shorts way too small for me.
Red flag number three was that his webcam was apparently broken. I was too nervous and honestly, kind of turned on by the whole thing that I ignored it. The biggest reason I was doing this was because he said I could be making over $1200 a week taking pictures and masterbating on camera. I knew I would never find a respectable job that ever paid that much without a degree and I was still a bit off from mine so I couldn’t turn it down. The call connected and I was met with a black screen and only the messaging side bar to talk to him on.
He told me to strip naked first. I stepped back a ways from the camera and pulled my tank top over my head first. I caught my tits right as the shirt hem went under them and was pleased to feel the bounce as the shirt released them. After my shirt was on the floor, I bent over so all you saw was my ass as I dropped my shorts. I gave it a little shake and turned back to face the camera. His comments just said things like “amazing”, “I’m so hard”, and “spin around so I can see it all”.
“Is this what you had in mind when you found me on instagram?” I asked to make sure he was enjoying the show. He messaged back saying he thought I looked better than he imagined and was ready for the self pleasure portion. I took my computer and set it on the bed and grabbed my vibrator. I positioned everything so the webcam was pointed right at my pussy (you could see my face and tits too) and started with my fingers first. I wanted him to be able to see the juice pour out and see my clit as I circled it. Thinking about him watching me made me squeeze and release; it wasn’t long before I was moaning and breathing heavily.
Watching the chat bar, he sent me a message saying he wanted to see how many fingers I could fit inside myself. I put my index finger deep inside, counting each finger consecutively as I slipped them in as well. After my pinky was in, I was ready for the vibrator. He messaged saying he wanted to watch me cum and I wasn’t about to disappointed. I used my vibrator to circle my clit, pulling the juice from my pussy up to make it look sopping wet. The shine coming off my lips was dazzling and only made me wetter. I imagined him at home, watching me and touching himself at the same time and my pussy gave one more squeeze before going crazy. My clit was suddenly sensitive and you could see the shine as I did involuntary kegels, unable to stop from the pleasure of my orgasm.
A few seconds later, a chat came onto the bar and said “Good girl. That was absolutely amazing.” He then sent a picture of his dick shooting out come strings. I was impressed to say the least. He messaged me more about money and what it would be like coming to the studio and performing. I was excited, thinking I’d finally found something I was good at naturally. It felt like my world was being saved, fuck what everyone else was going to think of me. We said our goodbyes and this asshole got nudes from me all the way up until the day I was supposed to be receiving my check for the webcam interview. He stopped answering my texts and deleted his profile on Instagram. So disappointing.
Tag: Porn
Through the closed window (M/F)
Prequel to ‘Through the open door’, which was my first story in this subreddit.
“Hah…”
I sigh at the sight of you through my closed bedroom window, watching as you mow the grass of our shared garden.
You have no shirt on, and my, what a sight to behold.
You are a glorious creature; black hair, handsomely roughish face atop a thick neck and broad shoulders.
The muscles in your upper torso are flexing, topped by slightly tanned, sweat-lined skin glistening in the mid morning sunlight as you prowl around.
My hungry gaze drifts progressively lower, unashamed to ogle you from your torso to your abdomen as you begin to turn around, catching sight of your back and divine rear, clad in shorts.
My hands are jealous of those shorts. It simply isn’t fair that the clothing gets to envelop your firm behind.
Not to mention the sizable mass present between your legs.
Of course I noticed that.
Any girl could get drunk on the sight of you, and I am no exception.
Do you know how wet I am because of you?
Do you know you are being watched?
My (22f) roommate (25f) has cut me off, and is teasing me [FM]
My roommate is a friend from way back. We didn’t see each other for years, and then we wound up in the same town. I moved in to her place as her boyfriend moved out. She’s got a nice IT job, so working from home was an upgrade for her. She also pays most of the rent, as she has her office and her bedroom. Aaaaand she’s a bit relaxed with her clothing.
That was a little difficult for me at first, but I grew into it, and I grew to like it. It wasn’t that I was a prude or anything. Honestly, I wasn’t comfortable in my own skin, and I’d experimented in high school. I already thought I was latently bisexual, and she was kinda pushing me towards it. I think I was uncomfortable because she was just comfortable in her skin, and I didn’t want to perv on her.
It eventually wore off on me, and I didn’t have much of a problem walking around in a tank and a thong. Top it off with the heat over the last three months… Yeah, I got much more comfortable wearing less. It became the norm for both of us to lounge around like this. It was her work uniform, for the most part.
First Adult Bookstore Fun – Thank You For Your Service
I had never been an adult theater before my trip through Beckley, WV. I was on my way to Fort Eustis the day after 9/11 and had to drive from Fort Knox, KY. I needed a break driving and seeing the Adult Bookstore sign made me horny and hard. It was around 0130 and no one was in the theater but a mid thirties lady working the front desk. She smiles at me and gives me complimentary tokens since it was my first visit to the store. I pay for my tokens and find a small room that has a video player and screen. I start watching a MMF and MFM threesome on the screen. I feel so turned on watching porn in an adult theater. I take out my hard cock and started to slowly stroke as I watch various videos. I hear the door close in the booth next to mine. Then I see two sets of eyes watching me slowly stroke my hard cock. I stop at first not knowing what to do I stop and put up my cock. A female voice tells me not to stop stroking for them. I see the girls eyes from the front desk watching me with a male friend. She tells me to take my shorts off so she can see more. She tells me he’s stroking his cock and rubbing her wet pussy watching me stroke my hard army cock. I pull off my shorts, taking my throbbing cock back out as they watch me. He tells me to rub and pull on my hard nipples for them with my free hand. I moan, knowing they’re watching me and getting so turned on. She tells me to kneel down and look through the glory hole. I kneel down and she’s sucking his cock as he fingers her pussy. She tells me to stick my cock through the hole for her to see. She promises my cock wouldn’t be touched. I stick my hard cock through the hole and I hear her cumming as she sucks him, making all kinds of slurping noises for me to hear. I kneel back down and see her sniffing a brown bottle of what I later learned is poppers as he ate her grinding pussy.
[M4F]The Virgin Must Pass Math Class
I guess this is part 1 of a story… I hope someone enjoys it. Thanks.
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*knock knock*
“Hi professor?”
She said.
She wore a tight peach tee, a peach colored mini skirt, socks, baby hydra platform boots, and a brushed velvet fedora. Her shirt was stretched tightly over her 44 inch, H-cup chest. She didn’t wear a bra but instead her nipples were covered by colorful cloud pasties. When he looked up, he could see the tops of pasties peek out from above her shirt.
She had a big smile on her face and her eyes were accented by velma-style eye glasses. She appeared nervous and her eyes appeared full of innocence and obliviousness.
Her dark chocolate skin glowed in the sunlight that shone through the window.
“Hello? What may I do for you?”
She walked through his doorway and she was followed by the faint sent of harajuku pop electric baby perfume. Her dark lips were brushed with peaches boba lip gloss.
“Hi professor, I’m in your math class. I’m a senior. I know I’m not doing too well. I’m really worried about my grade because I want to graduate on time.”
[MM] My first gay bukkake
After my [first adventure](https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kkjlgj/i_37m_am_a_straight_cocksucker_mm/) and the [continuation](https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pzidoj/mm_apparently_i_am_not_so_straight_after_all/) under “supervision” and motivation of my former affair, it was now undeniable: I am bi…and I wanted more.
And yes, maybe I should talk to my wife about it, but she won’t understand and I don’t want to lose her. I try to morally legitimize it to myself by not having sex with my girlfriend, but just getting what my wife can’t give me: a nice hard cock. That’s not cheating…is it?
I’ve talked to my girlfriend a lot about this, telling her my fantasies and sending her stories that I masturbate to regularly. At times of our special relationship, I always took the dominant part, even during our trips to the porn cinema at that time.
Now she wanted to take my lead and push my boundaries further and further.
And so it happened that a few weeks later we met again in said porn cinema, this time she directly took full control. We paid and as soon as the door closed behind us I heard the click of a handcuff.
My [F]irst time fucking a [M]arried guy, twice my age on a business trip (long post)
A couple of weeks ago I got blind drunk with some mums at my older kids school and ended up sat in the garden having the first cigarette I’ve had since before my kids were born and telling one of the other mums some stories from my younger years. She seemed pretty shocked. Not only do me and my husband and kids live more than an hour outside of the nearest big city, where a lot of people got married pretty young and haven’t ventured much past London bar their yearly holiday to France but nowadays I’m a pretty reserved, sensible type. Always helping out at school events and organizing drinks for my small group of girlfriends. But until I was in my 30s I was pretty crazy and sometimes (quite a bit of the time these days) I really, really miss it. My husband was also the first long term boyfriend I ever had, before him I loved my singlehood and the ummm…. opportunities … it presented. Telling some stories to the other ladies got me more turned on than I’ve been in years and I want to relive more of those memories so I’ve decided to start sharing anonymously on here. This is really not the craziest one by a stretch but perhaps the memory I’m most fond of, at the time I felt ridiculously grown up and I loved it, so I thought I’d start here.
Brothers Part 2: The Talk (m/f/m)
It was a couple of hours from when mom discovered me and Randy in bed to when we sat down for dinner. Randy and I could tell something was a little weird since mom was semi dressed up and the table was set. We asked if we could help with anything and she said that one of us could get drinks for everyone. Drinks? Not beverages like she usually says. Drinks she said. I’ll have a vodka tonic and you two have whatever you want. Randy and I were to excited to find out we could have a drink to realized how off that was. I had always heard reference to Crown and Coke so we both had one of those. Not being experienced drinkers we made them a little too strong. We all sat down and toasted to the passing of her child molesting spouse. That made sense that she was in a celebratory mood. But what she witnessed was still on our minds. What kind of trouble are we in? What is going to happen next.
A good wife is good with her hands [Mf] [Str8]
I have always been told I’m good with my hands. Growing up on a farm teaches you to be resourceful, and since we had little, we had to make do and mend. My hands are my favourite feature. They’re soft, and they get a little clammy, but this only makes them warmer. And for the last year and a half, my right hand has been home to a simple gold wedding band.
For context, I’m a Filipina in my early 20s. I have a round face with glasses, and I wear my hair in a bob. I have a curvy figure, with a chubby arse and chubby thighs, and big boobs (36G y’all). My hubby once said, “Come for the breats, stay for the cooking.” He’s an Englishman, a few years older, tall, with a dad bod and short blonde hair. And of course, a matching gold band on his right hand as well.
One day, as I was preparing the evening meal, my husband returned home with a familiar look in his eye. He grabbed me by the waist, looked me in the eye, and said-
“Take your knickers off”.
Snippets of my creative passion:Lesbian porn
My cherry clit pulsates as I see two women rubbing their clits together up and down up and down. The two women pant in ecstasy as they feel their cute kitty parts rub together like sweet butter.
“You smell so good” Vanessa whisper. I see her eyes grow bigger as heat arise off our bodies. We were watching lesbian porn in Vanessa’s sex dungeon at her place.
Vanessa continued, “I want to know how your clit feels on mine”. Vanessa sneers at me and bite her lip. I can see she wanted to hump me . She dreamed of us letting our clit slide up and down in rhythmic sound of water.