Tag: Prostitute

My Client’s Kink [Str8][prost]

I have an in-office escort service where I meet my clients dressed as a professional, usually computer consultant. My working name is Victoria Lovejoy. My uniform is a tight pencil skirt, chiffon blouse and high heeled patent leather shoes. The sexy secretary look works for me. I charge five hundred dollars an hour and typically pull in three thousand dollars a week. Between the money and flexible schedule, life in Manhattan is pretty good. These are my stories.

A corner glass office high in the sky is a coveted piece of real estate in Manhattan reserved for senior executives. It means a man has made it to the top. Cosmo Papadopoulos is one of those men. He wears a gold coin pinky ring like a mafia-type wise-guys but he’s an old world man with a thick Greek accent, though he is a man of few words. He’s also a senior vice president of an investment banking department for one of America’s largest banks. Cosmo is an easy client. He also has a kink. Read more »

[fM/fM][Str8][BI] College funds plan [prost][BFF]

College fund plan

Me and Kate our sharing a dorm we both got into college together, we are both eighteen and have been best friends since we were ten. Since than she has grown into a beautiful young women with a D cup, nice tan and cute curves. She definitely gets more attention than from the boys with that chest I have a smaller B-cup and am taller.

We were discussing how we would fun our college, we both had to make our own money and had already started on a loan. Kate had her laptop open and was looking around for night and weekend jobs online. "What about waitress at two star restaurant Jane?" she asked me giggling. "Me serving people dinner listening to them complain about the food… NO WAY!" I answer her and take control of the laptop.

"Cashier at the supermarket" I pick one for her this time she burst into laughter. "This doesn't earn me enough" I raise my voice and push the laptop back. "What did you expect that being a waitress or cashier earns porn salary" Jena teased, we are pretty open about sex ever since we hooked up a couple of times after being a little drunk. "True but does this body look like a porn star, no on is paying for this" I answer. "It looked like a porn star body last time I was up and close" she start laughing, "you can also be a escort or hooker" she added. Read more »

From Stripper to Hooker [FM/FF][oral][anal][prost]

I'd been stripping for about 6 months. It wasn't my first choice, but I'd been unable to find a job since graduating with an engineering degree – it seems people just couldn't handle the idea of a pretty, female engineer.

It was an ok gig, and it more than paid the bills. I certainly didn't get off on it like I hear about with some girls – it was just a job.

One evening after my shift, the club manager called me into his office. He told me there was a message on the office answering machine the day before asking about hiring a stripper for a private party. He said they didn't do that (something about insurance), but I could have the number for $50 if I wanted a little side work. I'd heard other girls mention this arrangement, so I was pretty sure he wasn't scamming me, and I figured I could probably make good money doing the party in less than an hour, then still make my shift at the club, so I handed over the cash, and he gave me a torn piece of paper with the name "Mike" and a number. Read more »

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 6 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 6

We all left the room together and once we were in the lobby I blinked because it was already light outside. I hadn't noticed it in the room, the drapes had been closed, or something, but I could see the street outside, empty of traffic and that cold, washed out grey color of early dawn. I looked at the front desk and they had a clock, of course. It was just after five in the morning and I tried to understand how I could have spent about six hours, maybe seven, in a hotel room fucking three strangers. It had seemed like two hours at the most and I wondered if I was remembering everything that we'd done and I seriously doubted it.

Lance dropped the keycard at the desk and the guys were leaving, walking out with laughs and smiles and I jerked to life, walking quickly to catch up.

"Hey…Wait…I have to get home!" I said. "I need my purse!"

"What?" Lance grinned at me.

"I don't have any money or anything." I said. "I have to get home." Read more »

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 5 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 5

I needed a snort of that coke and I had it before I even left the driveway, promptly backing into our mailbox two minutes later, and that made me laugh and swear and try it again. That pill hadn't been enough. Two pills and a hit of coke, now two hits, it wasn't enough. Not for a day like the one I was having and I wasn't in a mood for more family court in my kitchen.

"Fuck him." I shook my head, driving slowly because I knew I was fucked up.

I went to Gary's house, but it was dark and empty, like he'd said it would be and I frowned. I wanted to be with someone who didn't care. Who didn't have a family. Who could just help me relax, and thinking all that, it made me wonder why I'd thought of Gary. I wanted him to have sex with me, probably. I frowned at that thought too. Gary was an asshole. I hated him. So why had I come to his place? Because he'd give me more coke and then have sex with me, call me a whore and humiliate me and not give a shit about my problems. Read more »

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 4 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 4

"Late night, huh?" My husband neither smiled nor frowned, but just looked at me as I walked into the kitchen.

"Macaroni for breakfast?" I looked at the plate in front of my nine year old son, Jack Junior.

"It's noon." Jack said.

"It's lunchtime, mom." JJ smiled at me. "Dad put hot dogs in it."

"Good." I nodded and kissed the top of his head. "Daddy's a good cook, isn't he?"

"Uh-huh." JJ nodded.

"Where's Amy?" I asked, reaching for Jilly, my three year old, my angel. I picked her up just so I could give her a kiss and a snuggle and she giggled.

"The mall." Jack shrugged and I made a little face at that, but our oldest daughter was fifteen now and always gone someplace, despite my best efforts to rein her in.

"Eat your macaroni, baby." I said, putting Jilly back into her high chair and she was getting too big for that.

"What time did you get in last night?" My husband wondered, leaning against the counter now, crossing his arms over his chest. Read more »

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 2 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 3

"Is it Monday?" Gary grinned at me and I was holding Jilly in my arms.

"Shut up." I frowned, squeezing past the man.

"I'm hungry." Jilly said in a small voice and I shushed her.

"We're gonna go to McDonald's remember? Just…" I put her down on one of the stuffed chairs, "…sit there and be a good girl, okay?"

"Okay mommy." She nodded.

I'd picked her up from preschool and I'd been trying not to come here, to Gary's house, but I couldn't help it. I'd been out of coke since Wednesday. That gram had lasted three days and now it was Friday. I couldn't wait until Monday. I'd taken three pills the day before. I didn't have enough for the weekend.

"What's going on, Gina?" Gary asked me gently.

"I…I'm out." I said, looking into his eyes and then dropping my gaze as I felt weak and guilty and embarrassed all at once.

"Out of what?" He asked.

"You know what." I whispered, glancing at my daughter.

"Just tell me what you need." He said with a shrug. Read more »

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 2 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 2

"Hey Gina." Gary smiled when he opened his door.

"Uh, hi." I said and this time I didn't have Jilly, thank God. That helped a lot, but I was still very nervous.

"Come on in." He said. "How you doing?"

"I'm good." I nodded. "Uh, great…Except I'm out of pills, those, um, greens."

"Already?" He chuckled. "Here, sit down…Come on, it's okay."

I let him guide me onto his sofa and Gary sat down next to me. His television was still on, still on the Discovery channel and I wondered if he ever turned it off, or changed the channels. The room was nice though, a typical living room, you know. Book case, furniture, an aquarium bubbling away, it was dark in there though. The drapes were closed and the table lamps turned on, but that gave the room a warm glow anyway and this was a secret. It made me feel better for some reason, being in the dark like that.

"You look a little frazzled." He told me and I looked at him. Read more »

Mother’s Little Helper: Chapter 1 [M/F] [drugs] [prost] [reluc]

Mother's Little Helper
Fiction by Evil Little Sister

Part One – Chapter 1

Up at five thirty, in and out of the bathroom, downstairs to start breakfast. Jack's up by six and I can hear him shuffling around upstairs. I have to get back up there, rousing Amy first, my daughter, frowning at me, disliking me because I'm her mom and she's fifteen and hates me. Into Jack Junior's room, JJ, who's all of nine and smiling first thing, blinking as I hurry him out of bed. Into the nursery, getting Jilly up, she's going to need the potty right away. She's three and my little angel and she just needs some hand holding going down the stairs.

Jack's got the wrong tie and I give it a tug and shake my head as we pass. He's running late, as always, and so am I. So are the kids. I'm yelling, begging, threatening, getting everyone dressed and into the kitchen. Amy doesn't want to eat. She's getting fat. The boys won't like her if she has a little toast. JJ wants the chocolate cereal, not the one with the Tiger on it. Jilly is making a snowman out of her instant oatmeal. Read more »

Hotel Bartender [MF]

So I recently started a bar tending gig at this hotel downtown. I upgraded from waiting tables there to bar tending, as I just turned 21, and the tips really help with extra $$ for extracurricular activities. I'm in between boyfriends right now, as I like to say… and I've been so horny lately. When the bar is empty I like to fantasize about fucking one of the random business men who come in. I'm normally a shy, quiet kind of girl. I do chat up whoever comes up to bar, the basic customer service & small talk usually. Read more »