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Escort Number 4

My fourth meeting with an escort

After my fantastic meeting with Holly, I decided that thirty-minute meetings were the way to go. I can still have lots of fun and cum a couple of times as well as being more affordable so I can see more people. I logged into the Escort site I use and look...

First Time Meeting A Female Escort

A short story about meeting an escort for the first time and paying for sex.

I've always had a fantasy to pay for sex; there's just something about it that makes me really horny. I have watched plenty of escort porn videos and signed up to some sites where you can look at escorts and read reviews.  I was looking at the local escor...

Working Girl

Desperate girl needs money to finish college.

My name is Emily. I’ve just graduated college with a nursing degree at twenty-two years of age. I truly thought I was going to have to drop out after my second year. This is the story of how I got through those last two years. It started at the end of my...

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Money for Nothing

She was hot, so fucking hot that Richard never had a chance!

I met Richard one evening for drinks. It was a ‘let’s see how we get on evening’, after all I couldn’t just fuck anyone, and while his profile on the website looked dishy, it didn’t tell me everything I needed to know. Richard wasn’t cheap either. The pri...

From Cleaning Lady to Escort

Ashley's hard times gets better.

Ashley fumbled through the stack of sealed envelopes she had retrieved from her mailbox. Tears began to whale up in her eyes as each one had “Past Due” stamped in big red letters. She stuffed the envelopes into her bag, and wiped her tears away, and heade...

Mindy

Suburban housewife turned on by accounts of her friend's escort service.

“Lies, Lies, Lies!” Mindy angrily thought to herself as she left the restaurant and got into her car. “I can’t stand myself.” She was sick with her life, and sick with lying about it. She had had what she supposed to be a perfect life, and imagined hersel...