Prostitution - Page 14

Mixed Metaphors by Old Guy Antonio had legally changed his last name to Miller, as it had originally been the same as a well-known Mafia boss. He was the epitome of a Madison Ave. Advertising agency writer and designer, and only thirty-two years old

Part II Jack and Danielle stood waiting for the elevator. Danielle kept shifting her weight as she could feel Jack’s cum running out of her and down her left thigh. “Stop squirming!” Jack ordered. He then cracked a slight grin as the elevator arrived

The man pulled his car over in the empty space and parallel parked. It was a hot night and he had been riding around the city aimlessly after a fight with his wife

I spotted the tall, thin blond girl sitting on the corner right in the middle of the zone. When I drove by, she glanced at me, but I was unsure if she was looking for a date

This is the story about the submission of a typical white housewife to a submissive black whore

First things first i am not the original author of the title, came across this on a different site..

I never thought of myself as an overly sexual person especially at my current age of 34

Linda, Linda, Linda. Oh my fucking God, Linda. I saw an ad on Backpage for a massage studio in the city. I went there a few weeks ago. The place was up two flights of stairs and I paused in the lift foyer to get my breath back

Being 17 years old and working the very early mornings at this café before school wasn’t exactly my definition of living the dream. I made pretty decent money, sure, but it meant getting in there at 4 in the morning and then having to go straight into school

For the longest time, women were treated as men's property in society. Women couldn't decide whom to marry. And it was legally impossible for a husband to rape his wife. Because the woman had no right to say 'No' to him

Sheriff John McLoud lounged in his office chair, his hat tipped forward over his forehead as protection from the harsh sun light, his hand resting on his gun as was his habit

Ashley-Nicole though going into this it was going to be 1-2 quickies and a big payoff. That was wrong, but at the rate this guy was going, it was OK, because she now figured was going to be a Helluva ride

Hi, my name is Debra and this is a snippet of my life. My main job is a very boring, pays the bills, call centre gig. Making everybody’s life a bit more miserable

Kimiko strolled along the sidewalk, her size two, form-fitting red minidress hugging her curves. It was her second foray as a hooker, and already she felt more at ease, having learned at least a few essential tricks of the trade, as it were

‘Green suede boots is what I’ll keep my mind on’, thought Zoe and marched inside the Drake Hotel with a determined step. ‘The ones in the Bloomingdale’s. Tall, reaching over the knee with a half-circled hole above the heel. Sexy and sassy