Tag: Prostitute

Reopening Old Wounds (part two) [Betrayal] [Cheating] [Drug Use] [vaginal] [anal] [multiple separate men]

Grady sat beside me and rubbed my back as I cried. I wasn’t a bold person, so why I decided to be bold right then, I didn’t know. He sighed and I looked over at him, my eyes red and cheeks wet with tears, “You were wrong,” I said.

“No, I wasn’t. He just can’t bring himself to admit it yet,” he said quietly to me.

He wrapped his arm around me and rubbed my shoulder, “I’m sorry I kissed you,” he said, “I thought it would push him to react.”

“I think I want to go for a walk,” I said softly.

“Alright, let’s get dressed and I’ll go with you,” he offered.

I shook my head, “I want to be by myself.”

He grabbed my wrist and turned it over to show the underside of my forearm, “I’m not sure that’s a good idea right now,” he’d noticed the scar that Brendan hadn’t yet.

I pulled my arm back from him and crossed it over my stomach, “That was a long time ago,” I said.

“When he broke things off with you?” He asked. Read more »

Plenty of Fish pt.1 [F/m] (Incest, Mom/Son, Cheating)

Ben lived with his parents, Stephen and Lillian, and his sisters, Lori and Emily. One day, his dad Stephen came home from work and went up to his room. He peeked his head in and said hello, Ben removed his headset and turned from his computer screen to greet him back. That night, after dinner, Stephen walked out of his bathroom and got into bed quite upset. Lillian knew why but she continued sitting at her lowboy, rubbing all sorts of anti aging, anti wrinkles lotions on herself, hoping Stephen would let it go. Stephen took his shirt off and tossed it at his feet, he had a big hairy belly which seemed to be where all his head hair had gone. He rubbed his long, graying goatee for a little bit before finally saying something.

“Today was the last day, isn’t that right?” He asked Lillian. Lillian continued to open and close different lotions and cosmetics, only turning around once to agree. “He’s still at it with those computer games…”

“He only plays them after finishing all his school work…it’s a good reward for him…”

“I’ll tell you what’s a good reward for him: PUSSY! But knowing him I bet he’d rather like-” Read more »

Role-play Went Too Far. Girl[f]riend gets [m]ore than she could wish for!

Firstly, just some background information about who we are. We fell in love with each other as very young and inexperienced teenagers. Now in our early twenties, we are physically at our peak, she’s a pretty blonde with average sized breasts but extremely firm and perky with puffy nipples of the perfect shade of pink. Slim body but with the right curves and amazing round ass! Always completely shaven, with curious labia slightly sticking out.
He has a handsome face, with a toned, athletic body type and an average sized penis which is always ready to go!

Because we met when we were very young and, as said above, inexperienced, we had to find our way ourselves but together. Both openminded and with a willingness to try new stuff, we gained a lot of experience like e.g. FMF-threesomes. Different kinds of roleplay were also something she liked, in particular her being the client and I had to be the naughty massage therapist. But also, the harder stuff would get her going, for instance rape-play was something she was craving every now and then. The idea of being forced, feeling powerless and dominated for a stranger’s pleasure. Read more »

Had [f]our customers yesterday, had amazing time and money.

28f. Married, mother, prostitute and masseuse. Yes. My husband and daughter were home and they know about everything. And they are ok with it.
Had sex with 4 clients. White men from some European country. Had them one at time.. I’m exhausted. Was in bed for about 3-4 hours.
After it all finished, my 2 friends and I drank a lot till midnight.

[MF][FF][Exhibitionist] Tease of a Neighbor Part 2

A bell above the door rang as Rebecca and James entered a bar near their apartments. It was a brightly lit, yet still scummy looking establishment where the smell of smoke and ash permeated the tables and chairs. It was nearly empty, with only a handful of people mingling at the bar and a group of 4 or 5 in a booth by the entrance.

Eyeing an empty booth, James took Rebecca’s hand and led her there. Their far corner of the bar was quiet, with the other patrons clustered around the bartender or accosting the waitress.

The old red leather seats squished under their weight, pushing out the dingey yellow foam contained within them. James didn’t notice. Instead, his focus was on Rebecca.

After winning their bet earlier where the loser had to whatever the winner said for the rest day, which he had decided would be a date. Plus, he couldn’t pass up the chance to dress his slave-for-a-day up. He forced her to wear a pair of tight white booty shorts, a size too small black t-shirt, no bra, and bold nerdy glasses with the lenses popped out since she always wore contacts.  Read more »

Anna’s Punishment 2: Cumslut training.

It was around 2:00 am. My phone’s screen flashed and a ring sounded as I had just received a text. “Hi, how are you?” read the text by Anna B. I stood there baffled for a second as I had almost forgotten that I had saved her number ages ago; It seems she still had my number too. Immediately I knew what she wanted, she wanted round two… The unexpected scenario of me having hardcore sex tonight made my blood boil and my cock stiff. “Wassup, where you at?” I casually replied and eagerly waited for her answer. The answer came not two minutes later, which to my horny mind felt like a decade. “I am at Homebrew, gonna leave in a while cause it’s dead.”, her text read. Even though it was clear where she was going with it, she wanted me to make the proposal. “Wanna meet up?” I promptly replied back. Read more »

Real life whore house XP

When I was 18 I got stationed in Hawaii and being new to the unit I was looking for friends and got to know a guy that took me to an Asian Massage Parlor for some fun. I had only slept with one other person at that point and once that got found out my friend decided to help me out by taking me to one of his favorite spots. It was one of the most intense experiences of my life and I’ve been hooked on prostitutes of all kinds ever since!

A few years ago I had to go to St Louis for a work trip and when I found out I was very excited, reason being I am frequent user on the usasexguide forum and I found a place called Dollies that was just over the bridge in Washington Park IL, basically it’s a whore house using the strip club as a front and pretty anything goes there. I flew out on a Monday, got a rental car and after I checked into the hotel I headed straight to Dollies after hitting an ATM. Read more »

Ghosts [blowjob] [bathing] [straight sex]

Everyone has a ghost in their past. That one person who stays just on the outskirts lingering just enough to cast a shadow over every other aspect of your life. They are memories that evoke sensations of sadness, loss and at the same time some seriously amazing times. My ghost has had a long lasting effect on my life even when I don’t want to admit the power they’ve held over me.

He was my friend, actually. I still admire him to this day. I am interested in his life, whether or not he’s happy and fulfilled matters to me. I can honestly say I don’t know if he holds the same interest in my life or not. He seems to from time to time at least so we continue our friendship. I’m actually not sure when we started to drift apart, my best guess would be around the end of high school. Separate colleges, less time together, hectic schedules, it would make sense that we would fall away from each other, I guess. Read more »

Repost: Samara’s Way [MF]

*My first erotica story written in 2005.*

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Samara’s Way

“Damn it, Sam! Three months till the wedding and I haven’t even selected the menu yet!”

Samera sat quietly on the soft leather couch and watched in amusement as her sister searched frantically from room to room.

“What are you looking for, Joy?” she asked while popping a green apple jelly bean into her mouth.

“My caterer, Zeke, is coming over and I have to find my planning folder. I have to give him the menu selections.”

*Zeke. What a weird name for a man.* Samera thought to herself as she chewed the candy, savoring its luscious mixture of sweet and sour tastes.

Her sister stopped abruptly in front of her. She had her hands poised on her hips and her face was contorted with aggravation.

“You’ve seen my planner, haven’t you Sam?”

“Nah,” Samera replied. “It’s my eyes, remember? You said earlier that they’re getting bad due to me getting old.”

“You’ve only turned 35, Sam. Damn, can’t you take a joke?” Read more »

Nipples, Bastards and Broken Things [FF]

I had about four hours to kill at JFK, and they had really dragged. I sat on an un-ergonomic metal chair and read fifty pages of Knausgård, until my tailbone and the upper flesh of my arse started to ache and I had to get up and walk around for a while. I read a display which told me that Terminal 8 is the largest passenger terminal at the airport. ‘To have an idea,’ the sign said, ‘is twice the size of Madison Square Garden, in NYC.’ The missing words and the weird diction made me screw my face up, my tired brain rereading it four or five times. Bland marketing spiel by Google Translate.

I went to the bathroom to pee, and only realised once I got there that I had already done so twenty minutes earlier. I sat in the harshly-lit stall with my pants down and thumbed through messages on my phone, again telling myself that I would reply to my agent tomorrow, deleting the latest obscene message from my ex-boyfriend Ash without really reading it, just dimly acknowledging that he wanted to do things which, if he knew how close my vagina was to a cold and plasticky airport toilet seat, he would reconsider. Read more »