Tag: Prostitute

[M/M, Dubcon] CockSlut Episode 7

[Episode 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jxecml/mm_dubcon_cockslut_part_1/)
[Episode 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jxvu9s/mm_dubcon_cockslut_episode_2/)
[Episode 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jyh61f/mm_dubcon_cockslut_episode_3/)
[Episode 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/k13xyw/mm_dubcon_cockslut_episode_4/)
[Episode 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/k8mvhn/mm_dubcon_cockslut_episode_5/)
[Episode 6](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/kiek1n/mm_dubcon_cockslut_episode_6/)

That first successful time with the boss seemed to be a turning point in my life as a CockSlut, both at work, and for me personally. I started having more encounters with the boss. Sex was now a daily thing, usually once in the morning and once some time after lunch, always with a blowjob. He wanted me to practice taking as much of him in my mouth as I could, and I was gradually getting better. At this point I still had about an inch to go, but had made a lot of progress in suppressing my gag reflex. Molly was helping with that.

Speaking of Molly, evenings with her became a little more frequent. Maybe twice a week, at the end of the day, she’d tell me to go home with her. At this point my ass was getting fucked up to four times a day. I won’t say that I didn’t enjoy it. Read more »

Three Years a Sex Slave Pt4 [MF] [Inc] [FF] [Cream Pie]

I got home from school one day in the next week, a little early. Mom told me that after Emma was in bed, come to her room, the next part of my training was to continue. “Yes, Mistress,” I replied. I swear, my nipples got hard and my pussy swelled, excited as to what was going to happen that night. It couldn’t come quickly enough for me.

Dinner dragged, evening came to almost a complete stop. Eventually, Emma said, “Goodnight.” I was in the lounge with dad, and as I stood to leave, he said, “Priestess, please stay. Mistress ordered me to tell you this.”

“Yes, Sub, as our Mistress orders.”

A few minutes later, mom came into the lounge and sat down. “You have thought about the path you are on, you understand where it’s going?” “Yes, Mistress,” I replied. “Then do you have any questions?” “Yes, Mistress a couple.” “Ask.”

“I understand that for my exclusive time, I am to be paid an income.” Mom nodded, “Does that make me a prostitute?” Read more »

Daddy Issues: This Is What You Are | [M/f] [Barely Legal] [Rough] [Deepthroat] [Anal] [Degradation] [Mindbreak]

**Soooo this is technically a second part to** [**this story**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jcm6q9/daddy_issues_mf_teen_barely_legal_rough_blowjob/)**, but you could probably read this without having to read the first part, though I’d love it if you did go read my other stories :D Btw this story is very rough and could be bordering on rape, but seeing is it’s mostly consensual I didn’t tag it rape… so be warned!**

**Again, Freya is based off of** [**Freya Allan**](https://www.reddit.com/r/FreyaAllan/top/?t=all) **because I think she’s super hot!**

**If you guys have any ideas for stories please send them my way, I’ll try and reply to all of you, but I am super busy this time of year…**

**Anyway, please enjoy the story!**

Sat on a leather sofa in the hotel lobby, she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, kept scratching at the stitching on the sofa’s arm, as if these repetitive actions would somehow help keep her nerves from engulfing her whole being.

They didn’t. In fact, they probably made her anxiety worse. She kept getting the occasional glance from a passer-by. A look of worry or confusion would cross their face, but they would carry on to wherever it was they had to be, not giving a second thought to the strange anxious girl in the hotel lobby. Freya didn’t like them looking at her. It was like they knew why she was here. Like they knew what she was and were judging her for it. Read more »

[MF] My (28m) only time with a hooker (28f)

This was in Las Vegas during a bachelor party (not mine), during my first visit to a strip club.

I was sitting at the booth where my friends had had a few dances and one of the stripper comes and asks if she can sit with me. I was not into this whole spend money for women idea so I pointed to a sit next to me but she forced her way into my laps.

She is gorgeous (obviously) and we soon find that we have similar ancestry that is a bit uncommon. She really eases me into conversation for much longer than any stripper has since. I become hard through the conversation and it’s quite obvious to her and the places her butt cheeks around my bulge as we speak for a good 30 minutes. Eventually time comes for her to dance, a friend of mine tells her he will pay for a lap dance, and she dances for a good 3-4 songs instead of the standard one, and as she does she whispers things into my ear. In my excitement I forget about my gf and any other woman and whisper in her ear “I want to be inside of you”. She pauses for a few seconds and presses herself against me further. I don’t know if I remember correctly but I swear that for the remainder of the dance she doesn’t say a word and instead presses her body against my bulge even harder. I could have cum right there honestly. Read more »

Dared to dress like the ultimate slut in public [MF] [Public]

[https://imgur.com/OJ7SKVW](https://imgur.com/OJ7SKVW)

Hey everyone! Nina here!

So this happened over a year ago. Me and the guy I was sleeping with at the time, Rodney, went to Montreal for a night. Rodney is a tall, handsome black man in his early 30s with a strong assertive personality and dominant physique. I’m a 28-year old Lebanese girl, about 5-1 and tiny compared to him.

When we arrived at Montreal, we made plans to go out for drinks and cigars at night. I had never smoked before and didn’t anticipate doing so, but was excited to hang out with Rodney and for what would eventually come later that night. 

Evening came and I put on a nice black mini dress, ready to head out. Rodney looked at me and said, “you look amazing.” I blushed. “But I want you to wear something else.”

“Oh,” I said. 

“Yeah, you look great right now. But why don’t you dress a little extra provocatively. Take things up a notch.” I smiled and went back into my luggage. I picked out a grey mini skirt and black crop top. I held it up to Rodney who said, “better. But I’m thinking extremely slutty, Nina. You can do better, I know you can.” Read more »

My [F] first paid [M] sex (accidental)

After [my first one-night stand](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hxsz27/myf_first_one_night_stand/) with a random older guy, I had an overwhelming curiosity to explore my new-found identity as a slut. I’ve already told the story of [my love of giving blowjobs](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hyzbet/my_f_first_blowbang/) to guys in school, but I didn’t let any of them fuck my pussy. I wanted to save my pussy for an older guy. I really had a thing for older guys. By “older”, I mean guys in their 40’s or 50’s. I guess you could say that I had daddy issues. My dad left home when I was six and I never had a father figure in my life, just the random guys my mom would bring home to fuck. The idea of being held by an older guy, of feeling his strong arms holding me, of submitting myself to his wisdom and experience, got me very aroused. I guess I wanted the confidence and protection that I imagined that an older guy could give me. After my first one-night stand with an older guy, I couldn’t get the idea of doing something like that again out of my mind. I fantasized about it when I masturbated. The idea became such an obsession for me that I knew I had to try something. Read more »

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Twenty-Three – Malfoy’s Loony Line of Work

Disclaimer: The original story is on sexstories.com and is by an author named Avatrek but they have been inactive for 11 years, thought I’d repost so someone else can appreciate it.

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mf, x-mast, cream pie, grope, magic, preg, spank, voy Read more »

“Jack’s Offshore”—Please Comment/Critique

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, not even like. Read more »

[MMF] [bi] [d/s] [cuck] [voy] FANNY AND JEFF’S EXOTIC EROTIC THING – A poignant story about a guy hopelessly in love with a prostitute who leads him into a world he can barely cope with.

**You can view full the illustrated version of FANNY AND JEFF’S EXOTIC EROTIC THING at** [https://eroticprose.com/](https://eroticprose.com/)

My wife is a fantasy fuck, and she knows it. Drooling drunks will tell her their fantasy. She’ll find a way to make their fantasy come true, or do what she can do, and I have to find a way to deal with it. She doesn’t force dealing with it on me; in fact, she feels bad that I must, but is thrilled that I do.

She will not look a gift dealer in the mouth, nor will she make dealing any more difficult than she is sure it must be. She tries to be sensitive, but her calling comes first; her career (exotic erotic dancing) comes second; her marriage comes third.

She does see giving men sexual adventures a calling. She has a God-given gift, a God-given body to give that gift, and the sex drive to make demanding gift giving easy. She was not built to be a traditional wife in a traditional marital role. Fidelity and faithfulness were fine, but not for her. She never promised that she could be or would be, or even attempt to be. She, in fact, promised she wouldn’t be, not even on the honeymoon if someone in need made his need known to her. Read more »

The Rabbit Hole Part 4 [FF] [MF] [Mind Control] [Hypnosis] [Sissy] [Forced Femme]

**Chapter 4: A Rush Job**

**Penny**

“Just try to relax,” said Penny.

“That’s pretty cliché,” said Nadia. She opened her left eye and stuck her tongue out at Penny. Penny rolled her eyes but couldn’t resist a smile.

“Do you want this to work or not?”

“I do,” said Nadia, opening her eyes entirely. They were back in Penny’s office. The sound of rain and bells surrounded Nadia, along with a gentle music she couldn’t quite identify or name.

“Then, relax,” commanded Penny. “I’d hate for this not to work because you’re so wound up from excitement or anxiety.”

“I’ll get right on that,” muttered Nadia.

“Try,” snapped Penny.

Nadia blushed and stared at her hands, each nervously twitching in her lap. “Sorry,” she muttered.

Penny sighed. “No, I’m sorry.” Penny crossed in front of Nadia and sat on her desk in front of the redhead. “I’m nervous too.” Penny grabbed a pencil and rolled it between her hands. “I guess I’m the one that should relax.”

Nadia reached forward and grabbed Penny’s hand. “Hey,” she whispered. “If you fail, at least you’ll join the legions of others that have failed before you.” Read more »