I Need The Money

I Need the Money: A Sexy Erotic Story

The sun had just set and the last of the afternoon light was fading away. I was walking home from work, my feet aching from the long day. It had been a long and grueling shift, but I was happy to have made it through. I had been struggling to make ends meet for the past few weeks and was desperate for some extra cash.

As I walked, my thoughts began to drift, and I started to think of how I could make some quick money. I had heard stories of people selling their bodies for money, and although I was hesitant at first, it seemed like the only option that would get me the money I needed.

I made my way down a shady alley and stopped in front of a door. Taking a deep breath, I knocked, and a few moments later, a woman opened the door. She had a kind smile, and it immediately put me at ease.

“Welcome,” she said. “What can I do for you?”

“I need some money,” I said, feeling embarrassed. “I was told you could help me out.”

The woman nodded, and as she invited me in, I saw that the room was filled with men. Some were older, some were younger, some were dressed in suits, and some were dressed more casually. I felt a bit intimidated, but the woman didn’t seem to notice.

“Come in,” she said. “Let’s talk.”

She sat me down in a chair and began to explain the basics of prostitution. She told me that I could make a lot of money if I was willing to do certain things with clients. I was hesitant at first, but she assured me that it wasn’t as bad as it sounded.

After a few minutes of talking, I agreed to start working as a prostitute. I was given a room of my own, and the woman instructed me to wait for clients.

A few hours later, a man came to my room. He was older, but he had a kind face and gentle eyes. He told me his name was John and he was looking for someone to keep him company for the night.

We talked for a few minutes, and then he asked me to strip for him. I was hesitant, but he kept reassuring me that everything was okay. I slowly began to take my clothes off, and as I did, I felt my body fill with a strange kind of warmth.

John seemed pleased as he watched me, and he asked me to move closer. When I was close enough, he leaned in and kissed me. I was surprised at first, but the feeling of his lips against mine soon replaced any feelings of shock.

He kissed me deeply and passionately, and soon his hands began to explore my body. He touched me in ways I had never been touched before, and I felt my body respond to his touch.

John then asked me to perform oral sex on him. I had never done anything like this before, but I was eager to please him. I took him into my mouth and began to suck and lick him.

John moaned in pleasure, and soon I could feel his body trembling with desire. I kept going, and soon he was ready to come. I swallowed his release and felt a strange kind of satisfaction.

Afterwards, John thanked me for my services and gave me the money I needed. I was relieved to have found a way to make some extra cash, and I also felt a strange kind of happiness that I had been able to please someone else.

I left the room feeling satisfied and proud of myself. As I walked home, I realized that this was going to be my new life. I was going to make money by selling my body, but I was also going to get something more out of it. I was going to get pleasure, satisfaction, and the knowledge that I was pleasing someone else. I was going to become the kind of person that I had always wanted to be.