Tag: Prostitute

[MF] The time I accidentally picked up a prostitute and banged her for free

This one is one to remember, I am both ashamed and proud of this story. I’m grateful I did not catch any STD as I was so young and horny at the time I took that risk. Ashamed I decided to get in bed with a prostitute proud I didn’t pay a cent. I was visiting Atlantic City with my friend and we were cruising the boardwalk at night looking to get laid. I was about 22 and I just wasn’t in the best of moods so my game was off. We pass by this two sexy latinas who eyed us and my friend immediately turns around and talks them up.

They introduced themselves as Crystal and Diamond and yes I was stupid enough to believe that was their names. Crystal and Diamond were both around 5’2-5’4 with dark hair. Crystal’s hair was straight and Diamond had wavy hair. They both had brown eyes and Diamond was of a fair complexion and Crystal was a bit darker. Crystal probably had C cup tits and Diamond was definitely packing more at at least a D cup. I’d say Diamond was thinner around her stomach and Crystal more around average but both would pull off a tank top without question. It was Diamond’s tit-waist ratio that was the most impressive difference between the two, but I would also say Diamond had a prettier face. Read more »

“Jack’s Big Easy”

The blue and white Bell Jet Ranger helicopter was closing on the oil rig, eighty miles into the green choppy sea off Port Fourcon, Louisiana. Jack told himself he wasn’t going back offshore again! Ever! Yet, here he finds himself, accepting another hitch — not on the platform he’s flying to, but on the one-hundred-forty foot supply boat tied up to it. Twenty-eight days of – fourteen days off.

Along with Jack and the pilot, were two rig-operators and a roustabout. None spoke during the entire thirty-five minute flight. As the chopper banked for the approach, the roustabout vomited into a bag handed out by the pilot before take-off.

Can’t even handle the helicopter ride. Sorry bastard – Jack thought to himself.

As the skids beneath the helo where touching down, Jack was already longing to be back in the gay bars of the French Quarter. Everything from the big dance clubs to the hole-in-the-wall spots. He thrived in that environment. Jack wasn’t attracted to the men in this flying box — not even a little bit — but he loved being wanted by the men in those bars. He’d been heavily desired by beautiful women in his past. Slept with plenty of them – but none could equal the ravenous intensity of unfamiliar gay men in heat. Jack found that most of the single gay men in the Quarter weren’t looking for love behind the eyes. Many just wanted a young bull. Read more »

“Smoke and Ambrosia”

Presented with a beautiful day, Lana thought of walking to the beach. Sitting at the small breakfast table her roommate Nick bought at a garage sale last Wednesday, she took a final pull on the short of her cigarette, and then gently touched it to another.

Lana always had a very feminine way of smoking, even when she lived as a man. Now, Lana’s full lips, shiny with gloss, wrapped around the cork in a way that was unmistakably ladylike. Each long drag from the cigarette, as she was sitting at the table that morning, had her fantasizing about being in a grand hotel bar, living as a high-dollar prostitute. Through the years, she’d daydreamed over and over – about a strong man showing up in that lobby – to take her away.

Lana grew up in a small North Dakota town. Population: six hundred.

When Lana was a young Leonard T. Pinch, her father gave her the name chi-chi because she was so beautiful. Why would a father give his son such a nickname, if not for the fact that his father could see a daughter inside his son? Gerald Pinch, although a rugged man himself, didn’t impose masculinity on his son. Read more »

Lady Lorelei Part 2 [FF] [BDSM] [Hypnosis]

**Lady Lorelei Part 2**

“First things first,” said Lorelei as she stepped past Stephanie. Stephanie had shown up wearing the proper attire: cotton white bra and panties. She was permitted a long coat to cover herself, but nothing else. “We need to go over the rules.”

“The rules?” asked Stephanie.

Lorelei swung her crop against the back of Stephanie’s thigh. Stephanie cried out in pain, but she didn’t talk.

“First rule, don’t interrupt me. No more asking ‘what.’ No more clarifying questions. If you don’t understand, you will get the crop.” Lorelei smacked Stephanie’s other thigh with the crop. She appreciated the symmetry. Stephanie cried out again but was quieter this time. “You will say, ‘yes, Lady Lorelei,’ if you feel you need to say something but can’t find the words. You will soon find that to be your favorite and most useful phrase. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Lady Lorelei,” said Stephanie.

Lorelei nodded and clicked her tongue behind the girl. Lorelei was ‘dressed for battle,’ as she called it. She was in her white corset, white stockings and garter, and bright red heels. She wore her hair in a bun, but nothing tight. Taking her hair down was a reward most pets cherished. Brushing her hair was a privilege few pets ever earned. Read more »

Atlantis, Chapter 1 [M/F] [the first installment of a longer fic, hopefully. Fingers crossed you enjoy!] [Completely unrelated to the animated movie, sorry for any disappointment]

“Are you okay?” Lily asks, and for a moment I’m confused.

Why wouldn’t I be okay? I ask her what she means, and she shrugs.

“You’re hesitating”

She’s right, I *am* hesitating. The short black pencil-skirt of her uniform is already on the floor. She’s already halfway down the buttons of her neat white top– I can see the pale coral lace of her bra peeking through, even in this low light. And me, I haven’t even unzipped, I’m just sitting here at the edge of the bed, watching. Hesitating.

Lily pauses– “Are you sure you want to do this, Mr. Hart?”

Am I sure? I am, I think, but– “What about you, Lily? Are *you* sure you want to do this?”

She carries on with the rest of her buttons– “I’m perfectly sure, Mr. Hart”

“But I mean, are you *really* sure… I mean–”

A laugh, short and sharp– “I’m not a *prostitute*, Mr. Hart. Your company won’t be paying even one penny more to Atlantis for me doing this with you, and my paycheck won’t be even one penny less if I don’t”

“But–” Read more »

Job posting – CNC/free-use/suggestion

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not beiniim rg forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I have been looking for a part time position for a while when I finally get a notification to my email from LinkedIn saying “part-time paralegal needed.” I excitedly opened the email and clicked the think that took me to the post.

___________________________________________
Part time office assistant needed – pay varies

Requirements

*Must have office assistant experience
*Formal office wear required
*Needs to be able to work evenings and the occasional weekend
*Proficient typing skills
*Must be in need of money

Contact me at my email below with your resume and I will contact you if I am interested in doing an interview.
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I[M] hire a prostitute and she turns out to be a girl[F] i knew back in school(pt3)

Hey guys, its me again writing another sequel to the story, this time i’ll tell you about the last time i’ve been with the girl i write about.

But first of all, i want to apolagize to all of you guys who waited so long for me to send her instagram pictures, and all of you who i still did not. There was really so many requests and i like to chat a little with everyone who asks me the album so it takes some time, but i’ll do my best do send to all of you guys that are asking or will ask for after read this. Now lets head to the story.

I texted her last sunday. Same price, same place, and this Tuesday there was i almost 7PM knocking in the same door.

Even that this is the third time im writing, for real was the fifth time i booked her and for my taste, the best one. There she was again, seemed like she just had get out of the shower cause her hair was still wet. Read more »

[group] M/36 I’m a down low in the closet Thug with face tattoos. I chase girls but little do they know I suck cock and dress as a sissy behind closed doors. This is my full sexual confession. (Pics on profile)

My Sexual Confession

Here’s my confession I need to get it off my chest..

I’ve been sucking dick since I was a teen. My old best friend (Danny) and his younger brother used to suck each other. Danny had a big ass dick way bigger than mine even now lol.

I fucked and sucked my first transsexual at 18 years old. I was a professional tranny hunter In my 20s and I’ve been with over 200 trannys I always thought I would never Fuck A cross dresser but eventually that’s The majority of who I fuck now mostly cuz their way easier to find now days on grindr.

I first start dressing in women’s clothes and women’s lingerie in teens… I first started wearing my mom g strings and lingerie. I first hooked up with a guy wearing my moms lengerie around 21. He said he was 18 but looked a lot younger.. lol he ate my ass and couldn’t get hard I remember. He Suck my sissy little dick and I came in his mouth in like 2 mins because I was so turned on dressed as a full sissy and Fully shaved. Read more »

I[M] hire a prostitute and she turns out to be a girl[F] i knew back in school(pt2)

Hi guys, for you that dont know i’ve already made a post about this same girl here, and most of the people i talked about told they would like to read a sequel. Well, here am i to write it now (dont forget to check it out the original post if you didnt read it already).

Its been weeks since i booked her for the first time, and after that day we started to talk almost daily basis to catch up facts of our lifes now and just chat cause we always got along since we first knew. I talked her i was very inclined to book her again and she agreed on that easily, but asked me to tell no one that knows her about this new job she chose. Sounded a very fair deal.

A bit more than a week ago i got back to the building where she attends, knocked in the same door and there she was again, but this time she was waiting me with a black lingerie already, and got A LOT more attitude that in the first date. Read more »