Turning Trick - Erotic Short Story for Women

‘turning tricks’ stories

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Teacher Transformation Alpha male teacher transformed into a sex slave. Tricked into Lesbian Sex and Love She disguises herself as a man and seduces a straight girl. Graceful Deception Son dresses up in his father's costume. Bargain with a Devil Father attempts to use magic on his daughter on Halloween. Voyeur She watched, but only for the best of motives.

Betting on Molly Man becomes cuckolded as the result of a bet with his friend. Sex Therapy Saved from herself and released. Cookies Troop Leader is selling Girl Scout cookies. Taking One for the Team A maid with a plan offers herself up to her terrifying boss. To The Rescue Somebody needs to be rescued Celia's Game Sam's neighbour tricks her into something new. Substitute for Blindfolded Wife Ch. Hidden in a Circle of Friends Pt.

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Fun with my Son A Mom takes advantage of her helpless son. Sex Therapist Novice husband allows therapist to demonstrate on his wife Moira's Fiery Temper A woman's hot temper gets her in trouble. Substitute for Blindfolded Wife Man tries to stall his brother's blindfolded wife. The Mixer A sex club gets mom and son together.

Tropical Cuckold Hotel Drugged and forced to watch the hotel owner fuck his wife. Trick and Treat Old friends plan a way to swap wives without their knowledge. Celibate Her husband wanted a celibate marriage. Bella's Japanese Gameshow Pt. Man encounters a TG and her friends for new experiences.

Her Little Money Maker Pt. Kai had picked up the paper and was now ignoring her except for grumbling every few minutes about his supper not being ready. However, when she found a three speed, almost new drill in one box, and wiggled it under his nose he suddenly became interested in what she had to say. Kai furrowed his brow as if it was a big decision but then said OK.

Katrina quickly stripped off her clothes and made him do the same. Then she lay on the bed while he attached the shackles to her hands and feet. He may have been reluctant to become involved in what he regarded as kinky sex, but looking at her body stretched out with her pointy tits and neatly trimmed bush, really turned him on. When he knelt beside, increased the speed and rubbed her tits with his free hand her nerve endings felt as though they were about to burst into flames.

Kai was getting very excited himself and as soon as she went into an orgasm he just leaped on the top of her and rammed his cock into her wet crack. She was taken by surprise but it felt good and she urged him to give it to her hard and fast. We both had a pretty good "deal," if you want to look at it that way; but I never called it that. I really did love him. He gave me a chance to make my way in the world.

When Ned made it clear that he was unable to discuss his craziness with me, I came to a private decision. I was almost It never occurred to me that being underage was something I could charge more for, so I told him I was Too naive to realize that a pro shouldn't drink, I had my first snowball, a frothy yellow concoction of 7UP and Advocat.

A cocktail that could well have been invented by a child prostitute, actually! But it was the bartender's recommendation, and it became my signature drink at that particular hotel bar. While under the influence of my first snowball, I negotiated this date myself -- money, condom, sex -- and was very soon upstairs. In bed, I had no idea what a real professional does. I lay back and allowed my new customer, a gentle sweet-faced American salesman, to fondle me.

I knew I was supposed to like it, so I made excited sounds. But I didn't know I was supposed to use my mouth for other things as well.

I had no intention of including blow jobs in my repertoire; I didn't really like oral sex back then. Fortunately, he was dying to get laid, and very little could have turned him off.

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He was about 30 -- "older" by my childish standards but young in real terms, if you think of him as a john. He slipped the condom on, entered, and came.

Then he started talking about Vietnam. I held his hand but was more amazed than moved by his emotions. He had killed a very young woman in Vietnam, a young soldier. He had been treated like a hero when he went home to Houston, Texas, and someone had given him a job, right away At first, I didn't understand. Then I realized that the girl he had discovered in a London hotel bar was an exotic Asian flower, a mystery.

I had told him I was Malaysian because I thought it sounded sexy.

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My appearance overshadowed my voice, which -- to any thoughtful listener -- was a North American teenager's bratty twang gone slightly transatlantic. I had never been viewed as an exotic flower before, and I didn't know how to be gracious about it. For me, of course, he wasn't foreign -- not in that way. By faces like his. In fact, I found real Asians quite exotic, just as he did.

But we didn't get into that. And I don't believe in marriage.

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I sometimes wish I could travel back in time and give this guy the benefit of a grown-up hooker's attention. More aware of the subtleties. If I had been aggressive and slutty in bed, would he perhaps have been in a completely different mood? I'm convinced that my amateurish style -- i. If I could turn back the clock an ominous concept for a hooker and be grown-up, cheerful, professional, my first bar trick would have been lying there with a smile on his face, forgetting his Vietnam stories instead of repeating them to a teenager.

But I wouldn't even be seeing a guy like that because I don't pick up guys in hotel bars. And I wouldn't go near a dive like the Cumberland today. His room was clean but hardly atmospheric, a junior salesman's hotel room. It wasn't so bad, but it was still a dive. It was very different for Allison.

At 22, she turned her first trick in one of Liane's cozy bedrooms, surrounded by Indian-print wallpaper, Jim Thompson cushions from Bangkok, and bookshelves full of travel guides, spanning three decades. Allison -- under strict instructions to "be 18" -- wasn't permitted to imbibe anything fizzier than a Perrier water.

Her payment was guaranteed, and there was little for her to negotiate. Her client, a mature businessman in his 50s, had been in and out of Liane's place many times -- without ever having to bare his soul. From the very start, Allison was protected by the private girl's private code: When you arrange a date, you guarantee the other girl her share.

That's how reputable madams and call girls do things, so Allie always assumed this was how everyone did things.

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