Tag: Prostitute

Am I technically a prostitute now? [MF]

It’s been a long while since I’ve posted a story here, but I’m currently in London (UK) for a mini vacation and I have some time to kill.

A little bit about me: I’m 23 years old, around 6 feet tall and 205 pounds, athletic figure. I have dark brown hair and the same color eyes. Kind of a hairy dude, but so far haven’t heard any complaints about it. I started identifying myself as a bit of a sex addict when I was in my second year of college (We start college at 18 in Canada), after a string of romantic involvements that just didn’t lead anywhere. I got bored, as awful as it sounds, with each of the women I decided to be with. I was brought up in a rather agnostic household. It’s my dad’s second marriage and my mother had me and my sister before they were married. I was always an introverted kid, and spent a lot of time by myself. Growing older I learned how to come out of my shell a bit more, and found myself being curious about women from an early age. As I grew older, I began to become more and more comfortable with my sexuality. I jerked off maybe 3 times a day on average, and after losing my virginity I pretty much was off the leash. Now that I’ve accepted that I cannot be with any one person, my sex life has expanded immensely. I have a couple stories I feel like sharing, and the community on this board seems to be very welcoming to that, so I thought it best to post my experiences here. Hope you enjoy! Read more »

Artist and New Model, Patroness of the Arts- part 1 (mFff) [exh] [voy] [fantasy] [horror]

Standing in the entry, watching people shambling through the gallery, Nicholas looked from person to person, hoping to gain some idea of the reception of his drawings with the visitors and patrons. He held a glass of white wine in his left hand, swirling the liquid in the glass. He saw a few older couples looking closely at a nude woman he had drawn. The old man pointed indiscriminately with a growing scowl, while the woman, who appeared to be his wife, smiled at the drawing, sipping her wine quietly, seeming confused by her husband’s distaste.

Nicholas Amalion liked exciting his audience with his drawings and paintings. He preferred working from a nude model, a rare thing in his circle of art as most abandoned observational art in favor of abstraction and conceptualism. He hated conceptualism, cared little for abstraction, but he loved observation. It showed quite clearly in his work. He enjoyed that some called his erotic art as lewd, while others, mostly women, loved his brave, ‘not-unsexualized’ depictions of the female nude. Read more »

I was 18 he was 40 [MF]

We’d never gotten to fuck anywhere other than the back of his car, but this time daddy had bought us a hotel room. The thought of letting him use my body for hours made my heart skip a beat.
Eagerly awaiting him to pick me up, I began scanning my wardrobe. I had to find the perfect outfit, one he hadn’t seen before. Eventually I landed on a maroon top I hardly wore due to its transparent nature. It was perfect. I slipped on my favorite black thong, short shorts, the see through shirt and a bra of matching color.
I did my makeup the way I knew daddy liked it, subtle so you could hardly notice it was there. Daddy liked what he called my “casual sexuality.” He loved all the subtle ways an eighteen year old girl could turn on a forty year old man. I didn’t really understand this. I was always trying so hard to please daddy. I always wanted to look pretty and be charming and sensual to catch his attention. But he seemed attracted to me in spite rather than because of my desperate efforts for his attention.
I inspected my self in the mirror. I was self conscious about my body but daddy seemed to love it. I had soft perky b cup tits with wider hips. Daddy loved to grab my “perfectly little teenage tits.” I daydreamed and awaited his arrival anxiously.
When his car pulled up into my driveway I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I’d told my mom my friend’s dad was picking me up so my friend and I could have a movie marathon. I took a deep breath and climbed into his car.
“Hi baby girl,” daddy smiled at me. I found it difficult to even meet his gaze, which was a shame because daddy was so handsome. He had the most charming smile, sharp blue eyes, and a short yet full beard I loved to play with when he kissed me. I don’t remember what we talked about in the car. But I remember being nervous and giggling and staring at the floor. Daddy put his hand on my thigh. My body reacted immediately as goosebumps appeared all over my legs. Daddy smiled pleased at the reaction he could get from me.
He had already checked us in at the hotel, so when we got there I followed him up to the room, hoping not to run into anyone who’d mistake me for a prostitute. When we got to the room, I immediately took off my shoes and sat on the bed. Daddy smiled at me. I met his gaze briefly. There was hunger in his eyes. Daddy made his way to the bed and sat down behind me.
He embraced me in his arms. I tilted my neck, leaving it more exposed.
“What a good girl you are for daddy” he whispered in my ear. His breathing got faster as his hands began exploring my body. He kissed my neck and I let my hands gently scratch his beard. I let the pace of my breath match his as grabbed my tits in his hands. He turned me to face him and we kissed passionately.
I could tell by the way he gripped me how desperately he desired more. “Get on your knees for daddy,” he instructed me. I promptly obeyed.
“Good girl” He said, placing his hand on my ass. He began rubbing the thin material of my shorts his hand reaching down as he rubbed over my clit. There was a sharp smacking noise and I gasped as his hand hit my ass.
He began to turn my body around with his hands and started pulling my shirt off. I took of my bra and we both stripped off all of our clothes.
He started kissing me again and pushed me up to the front of the bed pressing my legs up by my head. He used his fingers to find just how wet he’d made me. “Baby girl likes that doesn’t she?” He teased. He pressed his cock against me and rubbed it over my clit. “Do you want it baby girl?” He smiled down at me. “Daddy wants you to beg for it”
“Please daddy, daddy please!” I whimpered desperate to feel him inside me. He obliged pressing his cock deep in my pussy as I groaned feeling him fill me. Soon he began thrusting rapidly making me moan as his cock pressed into me deep over and over.
“Ahhh fuck you’re gonna make daddy cum” Daddy groaned as he finished inside me. Continuing to thrust as he started to slow down. He kissed me still hard, still inside me, ready to fuck me some more.

I sucked an Old Man’s cock to get out of a minor car accident while his wife was waiting for him [TM]

My first hurricane in Texas! D: What better time than story time. Hopefully the electricity doesn’t die before I submit this lol.

(Quick Intro for new readers: I am an Asian transgender woman in her 20’s. I still have that blonde bob cut but I usually have brown or black hair most of the time. I’m 5’4 110 ish lbs and I started my transition when I was in high school) Reference [Pic!](http://imgur.com/a/frQ2P)

So a couple of weeks before I moved to Texas I was driving to pick up some groceries and in a 2 lane small road I wanted to turn to the right lane so I started turning but at the last minute some car appeared and I barely grazed it before I turned back into my lane! He was in a big expensive looking SUV and I was in my small crappy Honda Civic. I was so scared! D:

I made eye contact with the man in the car and we pulled over to the side of the road. I was like “Oh shit shit shit! I just sold this car, I can’t file an insurance thing. It’ll mess everything up! What do I do? What do I do?” Clearly I was panicking lol. I had found someone that agreed to buy my car and I was going to turn it over to her the following week! Totally not a good time to damage it. Read more »

Light My Fire [MF] [prostitution] [virgin] [ever so slightly Fdom maybe] [60s/70s vibe] [white male, black female, light raceplay]

Even three floors above the casino floor, Steven could still smell, still feel even, the smoke from hundreds of cigars, puffing their scent below. The musky odor seemed to cling to the walls and the carpet, to his clothes even. Hopefully, the present his dad had got him was a new suit that he could change into.

It was the night of Steven’s 18th birthday. Living on the outskirts of Las Vegas, his father decided to take him to the Strip, a place he had only barely experienced before now, unlike his father who seemed to go every weekend. He couldn’t legally gamble, or drink for that matter, but his dad assured him that they would “let it slide”. After all, no one was too careful about ID’s, and his father’s friend owned the casino. A night out on the town with the guys, however, quickly went south. Steven blew through several hundred dollars at blackjack, he nearly choked to death on one cigar puff, and the shot of whiskey he had sent him to the restroom almost immediately. After getting himself cleaned up, his dad handed him the key to their hotel room and told him to go get his “surprise gift”. He had no clue what it might be, and he half believed his father just sent up here due to embarrassment. Truth be told, even if the surprise was gag gift, Steven was likely to stay up in the room for the rest of the night. Read more »

The Essay [Mf][oral][drugs][prost][cheating][fdom]

“Alright… Okey dokey… I will. I will…. Take care.” Betsy smiled as she hung up the phone.

“Who was that?” Janey asked her mom without even looking up from her laptop. She sounded bored to the core.

“It was Mrs. Archer from next door. She’s heading out of town for a few days to see her mother and asked me to water her plants because she just knows her husband won’t remember.” Janey’s heart jumped. Her eyes left the screen as she glanced at her mother, who was holding a glass of red wine and smiling sweetly at her daughter. “Are you almost done with that application to Princeton? Shall I play the next episode?” They were binge watching on Netflix while Janey frantically finished college applications.

“Sure mom. I just have to finish this essay, and then the only schools I have left are MIT and Stanford.” Janey looked back down at her laptop and tried to appear focused as she stifled a smile.

“Great!” Her mom whirled toward the TV and pressed play. She took another sip of wine and returned to the couch beside Janey. Read more »

[M]y [F]irst Fuck

Second post. Thanks for the feedback and messages regarding the first one, it’s been fun. This time it is the story of how I lost my virginity.

I was 18 and still a virgin in my final year of high school. At the time, it felt like I was really old to have not had sex but, in hindsight, it isn’t really that old at all. There’s a lot of bravado and bullshitting at school but when you look back, at least half of it was made-up. But at that point in my life I had come to conclusion that I was ready to get fucked and just wanted to get the first time over and done with.

It happened at the house party of one of my best friends, Jessica. I always found that high school parties were nothing like the stereotypical ones you see in American coming of age movies. They were much more like the portrayal in The Inbetweeners (UK version not US, obviously). I always assume everyone in the online world is American so for those who won’t have seen it, the general hypothesis is that high school parties consist of teenagers standing around awkwardly not really doing anything, just talking to the people they came with and then going home. Read more »

[MF/MFM] Barfly [oral] [prost]

Even for a Friday, The Pink Cavern had gathered an impressive crowd. With finals week just passed and carefree students setting their sights on summer, Sorority Row was out in full strength, fifty-some coeds crammed into the throbbing bar along with the fifty-some regulars that knew the rhythms of town well enough to know this day for a good one. The sweet smell of eager young women lay heavily on the air, as the girls filtered through the crowd, playing up their affections for one another for drinks.

“Straight girl brigade is out in force today.” CC remarked to Anita with a sip from her vodka tonic, and Anita gave her a little nod.

“Look who’s talking, though.” she sallied with a grin.

“There is a difference between being straight and being concerned about maintaining my blowjob skills.” CC offered, and Anita gave a shrug.

“Straight girls can be fun, especially on a night like this.” Anita said, pointing at a couple of coeds on the dance floor, one eating another one out. “They tend to really _go_ for it, figure their shit out.” Read more »

Rina – Chapter 1 – A Star Wars Pornfic [MF] [MM] [voy] [aliens] [prostitution] [F solo]

Feedback of any sort is appreciated, message moriarty555 on reddit or email james moriarty 555 at yahoo (no spaces) if you liked it, hated it, found grammar problems, or anything else.

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I don’t own Star Wars. George did and then he sold it to Mickey. I wasn’t involved in any of that. I have no rights at all to any Star Wars intellectual property. This story is either legal under parody laws or it violates Mickey’s IP and if that’s the case I have a message for Mickey: I don’t have money so suing me won’t do any good.

The following story is filled with graphic descriptions of sex. It is pornography. If you don’t want to read that or it is illegal for you to read porn in your jurisdiction then I’d suggest you stop reading now.

Virtually every single character in this story is a highly attractive bisexual with a high libido and no inhibitions to speak of and a willingness to hop into bed with just about anyone because it’s porn that’s the way porn is. Read more »

[FM] Me and Ben go to a sex show. The closest I’ve ever come to group sex.

This is another story about me and Ben. It takes place during the summer after my first year at university, and it is about one of the kinkiest things I have ever done in my life. It’s also probably the last story about Ben which I will write, because I’m running out of naughty stories to tell. Being the kinkiest, I’ve deliberately left this one until last.

It is coming to the end of the summer. After getting together at the end of our summer term (as told in this story [here](https://redd.it/67nceg) ), Ben and I have been a couple for around three months.

For the last two weeks of the summer, we have been traveling around Europe. Staying in hostels, walking in the countryside, having sex on beaches. It has been a lovely holiday. Towards the end of the second week we arrive in Amsterdam, out last stop before heading black to England. I’m a few months pregnant at this point, not with Ben’s baby, but that doesn’t bother him. Nearly four months in, my baby bump is showing clearly, and my libido, already high, has gone insane. We’ve spent the whole holiday having endless sex, and it has been incredible – still one of the best holidays of my life! Read more »