sindee said:
While at a PTA convention I met a man in a bar we talked for hours and I became a bit *****, I get kind of wild when I have been drinking. We went up to his room and had sex ,I was quite comfortable and starting to doze off ,when he said I needed to leave as he was tired and did not want me there when he was asleep. I got up and dressed kind of embarrassed about the request, as I sat on the bed slipping my heels back on he tossed sixty dollars on the bed and said "You weren't bad for an older *****". I took the money and fled as I was too shocked to think about anything. Does that make me a *****?
Hi and Happy Boxing Day,
I can’t offer a positive answer but must say this thread reminded me of something that happened to me a few years ago and that I think was the trigger for me getting interested in black men in the first place. I became good buddies with a lady I worked with (she is aged mid forties now) and she told me that when she was about my age, she travelled to another state trying to earn some cash. She worked in a bar but found that didn’t even pay the bills and took a job in what they called a massage parlour.
This was basically a bordello of sorts but all that was required of the girls was hand jobs. Stacy said this was all good – paid to quickly jerk off guys and if the guy or his cock was attractive, she would blow him or maybe even give him her number to set up something more. I found this whole concept quite enticing and have thought about trying it myself but so far have done nothing as I would not do it here for fear of running into someone who knew me and have not had a good reason to go interstate.
The other thing that happened to Stacy (this was back in the eighties) is that because she was sort of in the sex industry and there was a small time porn industry in Darwin, she heard about a job helping out at porno shoots. This paid $300 per day which was around what she earned doing hand jobs but she took it expecting a higher quality of guys to deal with. She only did the job of a week and gave it up because she found it too frustrating.
Her job involved keeping the male actors ready for filming (it did have a name she told me but I forget what she called it) and she was placed with two straight black guys unwillingly doing a gay movie. Together they managed to finish the shoot and as Stacy had told the guys how much she felt cheated by the idea of getting them hard and then having to stop, they thanked her for helping them through something they didn’t enjoy and promised they would make it up her. Apparently, the actors were sent way on a fishing trip once the movie was finished and a week after quitting, she got a call saying they were going back to the states the next day and asked if they could come around and thank her properly.
She didn’t go into too much detail but I gathered these guys were hung like horses and had made a pact to show her a real good time – she said they told her they had “saved up” during the fishing trip, suggested she may like to start by blowing them both to which she happily agreed and was duly rewarded with “more cum than she imagined possible” before the serious stuff started. She did also mentioned “all afternoon and most of the night”, “most intense orgasms ever” and “tried very hard but kept gagging” all of which did a lot to tempt me into trying a black man the first chance I had.
After all that, I see taking cash for sex as a good way for a girl to loose her inhibitions and fully explore her sexuality.
Branddy
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