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Pretending to be a prostitute, a vixen puts on a show. [voy] [MF] [prostitute]

“Is he there with you?” The message looms on the screen of my phone.

My nerves are a mess. My body quivers.

Carefully, my shaking fingers fumble over the text, “Yes, he’s here.”

It’s impossibly still within the room. The hotel air conditioning cools the sheer material of my dress as it hangs, teasingly, over my erect nipples. The uncertainty of the situation hypnotizes me. I wait for further instruction.

“Good. Will you do everything thing I ask?”

I had come this far. I am committed now.

“Of course,” I reply.

I am not sure I can do everything he asks, but at this point I yearn to try. I run my hands down my stomach, my senses are heightened.

The phone lights up with another text, “Will he do everything I ask?”

I look across the room and smile, nervously, at a very willing young man.

“Yes, I believe he will,” I answer.

The next text comes quickly, “Then let us begin. Tell him to stand up.” Read more »

Daughter’s friend (blackmail) (nonconsensual)

My daughter’s friend Megan is stunning beautiful. They became friends in Junior High and in watched here develop into the most fuckable body I’ve ever seen. She was into dance and track in high school and had the tightest body ever. 5’5 long brown hair. Toned thighs with a tiny waist I could almost put my hands around. Almost a 6 pack stomach yet still managed to have dcup breasts. It would drive me crazy when they hung out at my house summer after summer in bikinis. I must have jerked off a million times thinking about her and looking at pictures of her. My daughter’s Instagram account was like my own personal Megan spank back. I was sad when my daughter went to college or of state but Megan stayed in state. Megan came from a poor home with a single mom who was a waitress and couldn’t afford out of state college. I figured that would be the end their friendship and I’d never see her sexy body again. Read more »

Pro Voyeur [MF] [voy]

He locked the door behind us, making sure to latch the privacy lock. We wouldn’t want any hotel employees barging in on us.
I drop my purse on the night stand, next to the bed, and search for the mini bar. I could use a drink to calm my nerves. Jake, the gentleman accompanying me, seems to be a touch nervous, as well. Hopefully, he doesn’t realize how petrified I am.

I’m beginning to believe that this may be his first time, which bodes well for me. Not only is this my first time, but I’m not even a real prostitute. I only know what I’ve seen in the movies.

I spy a small refrigerator at the end of the dresser.

“Would you like a drink?” I ask.

He responds quickly, “yes, please.”

I open the door and pull out two small bottles of Chardonnay. I look for his approval and he nods. I pour two glasses and walk over to him. I hand him his glass and we both sip on the wine. He tries hard not to stare at my breasts, but my low cut dress is making it near impossible. His uneasiness calms my own nerves. Read more »

Revenge for the past, male’s POV [mf] [huml] [Mdom] [Fsub] [Str8] [bd] [nc] [prost]

I wrote this story in two POVs, right now you’re reading the male/dom one. Link to the female/sub version will be in the comments.

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Disclaimer: I don’t condone violence against sex workers.

All characters are 18+

Enjoy!

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It’s my first time walking through this part of town: there are prostitutes dancing behind windows everywhere. It’s not like I came here for that, I get plenty of attention from “real girls” (at least, now I do), but my new friend lives around here and we’ve decided to hang out tonight. I make my way through the street, enjoying the view of attractive half-naked women, when suddenly, I see a familiar face. I walk closer to her window, trying to have a name pop up in my head. Wait, is that? Hah, no it couldn’t be, right? I smirk and wave at her. She doesn’t seem to recognize me. Hm, reasonable prices. I decide to text my friend I’ll be a little later.

This girl, Susie, used to bully and torment me relentlessly. Maybe she doesn’t recognize me because I’ve lost a lot of weight, she used to bully me because I was fat. Anyways, it looks like I’ll get my revenge today. Read more »

Revenge for the past, female’s POV [mf] [huml] [Mdom] [Fsub] [Str8] [bd] [nc] [prost]

I wrote this story in two POVs, right now you’re reading the female/sub one. Link to the male/dom version will be in the comments.

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Disclaimer: I don’t condone violence against sex workers.

All characters are 18+

Enjoy!

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Tonight is just another night of being a sex worker. It’s easy money, honestly. Nothing exciting ever happens, though. I dance seductively behind the window, there are people walking on the other side. Most of them look at me, some of them are with their girlfriends. Whenever a man who’s holding hands with a girl, looks at me, I yell “I can fuck you better than your girlfriend!~”, which is true, ofcourse. The girlfriend usually ends up getting mad at the boyfriend. Oh, how I love a bit of competition. But the boyfriend never comes to me for a night. I guess that’s because of “love”.

Accidentally fucking an ex prostitute [MF], anal, rough

This is a one off story. The time period doesn’t matter.

I’m six feet or so, normal build, not super athletic but in shape. Your average white guy in my 30s (when this occurred).

I met Jill through an online site. It was geared towards kink and sex. Not so much dating. I had zero success before talking to Jill and after. It was a massive sausage fest of a site with more bots probably than women.

Jill was a good 10 years older than me. She was maybe 5’5” and 130 lbs if I was guessing. She didn’t have much of a chest but nice legs and ass. Her profile was pure sex showing off just about everything. She had massive nipples that I assume needed a padded bra to hide.

She was still cute for her age but it was her wild side that seemed interesting.

I contacted her, expecting nothing in return. I was shocked that not only get a response but one without a link to go to or broken English.

We chatted for a couple weeks off and on. She was almost too good to be true. She was super sexual and into anything. Read more »

My Favorite Client [MF] [Oral] [Prost]

“The first Thursday of the month,” Reyna Stanly said to herself, “the best day of any month in my otherwise fucked up life.”

The young woman carried herself with more energy than usual and for good reason. It was a welcome day of contentment, especially for a professional escort. As someone who lived a life of ever-evolving risks and obstacles, she understood the value of those days better than most. After the week she’d endured, she needed one.

Having arrived at the mid-level hotel a half-hour ago, Reyna made her way up to the eighth-floor suite, as she’d done many times before. She wore the same low-cut black dress that she’d worn for the past several encounters with the special client that awaited her at the end of the hall. It wasn’t too sexy. Most people who saw it wouldn’t associate it with an escort or sex worker. Walking through the lobby, she looked like someone on her way to a dinner party at an overpriced restaurant. Read more »

Chloe’s Addiction 12 [Incest] [Brother/Sister] [M/F] [Exhibitionism]

The teacher had made an effort to look after me, closing off the toilets and going off to bring back towels and one of the old spare PE kits. I didn’t want that though. I slipped back on my dirty clothes, also covered in drying cum. I made no effort to clean the mess from my body. I wanted to have a walk of shame home, to be a visible fuckwhore. Except for me, there was pride in that too.

I got what I wanted the second I left the toilets. A few of the guys were outside and cheered at the sight of me. Cum sticking to my hair, drying on my face and dripping down my legs. My clothes were a state. There were a few girls around waiting too. They looked shocked and disgusted, commenting.

“Fucking whore!”

“What a slut.”

“She’s happy about it as well, the dirty bitch.”

They were all right, and I loved it. I had to rush out of college though, so I wouldn’t get found leaving. I struggled to walk back to my place properly. My body was ruined and it was more of a stumble I managed. It only made me look like a drunken prostitute. I enjoyed the further comments, then thinking about them all whilst I showered. Read more »

An adult content story

Sarah and John fell into a comfortable routine now that the awkwardness of his being her step father and having had changed her diapers was behind them. Nobody had to know about their business, things could get ugly for John, and without ever saying it out loud they both went about their lives and protected the sanctity of their love for each other. Their love was a rare and sophisticated love between a Daddy and his special little girl. They knew people just wouldn’t understand.

John had to get up early for work, 4:00 am early. He was usually in bed and asleep by 9:00 pm and sometimes as early as 8:30 pm. On the 8:30 evenings a precocious Sarah might retrieve one of his beer bottles from the kitchen trash and stand at the foot of his bed and watch his silver haired chest rise and fall and insert the bottle into her vagina.

Sometimes an evening would play out like this: Dinner for both—prepared and eaten and then the dishes cleaned by Sarah—Check! Three to four beers served to John—Check! His night cap, 5 ounces of scotch served neat—Check! A look from John and Sarah would say good night to her little friends. She’d watch them walk down the driveway and after losing sight of them she’d close the door and turn to John. Her privates moist. Read more »