Prostitution fantasies

Choirg1rl

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The other night, I explored a fantasy with my play partner about prostitution. I was really aroused by role-playing that I was a whore he had paid to be his fuck toy for the evening.

I've also always wanted to experience having sex with a male escort. It's pretty prohibitively expensive for someone who isn't wealthy, but I've given serious thought to traveling to Australia, where prostitution is legal, and giving myself the gift of a hot night with a man who knows exactly what he's doing, and who is paid to treat me like a princess.

Any other ladies turned on by this? Men, feel free to comment as well.

H xx
 
hookers and escorts

I was with a couple street hookers when younger for a couple quick, cheap, and unremarkable BJ's. No real desire to go that route again. Maybe a high class escort to fulfill some fantasies my marriage won't support.

But the last few years, I've had recurring fantasies of my wife being drawn/pushed into gradually becoming an escort. Maybe a financial crisis and a coworker takes advantage and offers her $50 for a nice slow handjob. She's insulted a bit at first by the offer, then reconsiders. It evolves a bit, maybe to a few BJ's, eventually going however far she chooses. We both end up being aroused by the idea and the cash.

Gotten off to this one a few times! ;)
 
But the last few years, I've had recurring fantasies of my wife being drawn/pushed into gradually becoming an escort. Maybe a financial crisis and a coworker takes advantage and offers her $50 for a nice slow handjob. She's insulted a bit at first by the offer, then reconsiders. It evolves a bit, maybe to a few BJ's, eventually going however far she chooses. We both end up being aroused by the idea and the cash.

Oooh! I like that! My own personality is sort of sweet and appropriate on the outside with a good bit of dirty and playful on this inside, so I love the idea of role playing being coerced into prostitution. "My poverty, but not my will, consents" sort of thing. But then I discover that I like it. My imagination is most definitely stimulated.
 
Oh yes..

I have absolutely had the fantasy of being paid or bartered for sex...especially the notion that I am there for his service and nothing is off limits.

I have actually called out "fuck me like you paid for me" before. :D

I think it's incredibly fucking hot. But part of me really enjoys being used. ;)

Even as a teenager, sometimes before I masturbated, I would get made up with excessive make up to make myself feel like a cheap prostitute. Still enjoy lots of makeup and dressing revealingly to this day. It would be really hot to be all done up and approach guys asking if they wanted a date. :D
 
I have absolutely had the fantasy of being paid or bartered for sex...especially the notion that I am there for his service and nothing is off limits.

I have actually called out "fuck me like you paid for me" before. :D

Ha! I should try that!

Slightly off-topic, but I love that beautiful corset you're wearing in your av. x
 
For me it would be an opportunity to be with an exotic woman, like an Asian. I have a thing for them but have never had sex with one. A beautiful Russian woman also falls into this category.

I've lived in Japan and Korea where my love of Asian woman began. While working in Korea we partied with several Kazakhstan flight crews, whose female flight attendants were amazingly beautiful.

Also, it would have to be a high(er) class call girl, not just a floozy off the street.
 
Oh, yes, I've had lots of fantasies in this area. Can't seem to stop them from descending into a fairly dark place, though (i.e. being taken against my will by several rough men). :eek:
 
Prostitute

Think I revealed this in a past thread but I'll share again anyway, me and my ex boyfriend talked about this extensively, mainly the idea of dressing very revealing and standing on a street corner, him very close by and watching as everybody that drove by took a double take, or even stopping to ask God knows what! Lol
In the end I think it was just fantasy but the idea was very intriguing to me, I think it could have been hot and definitely exciting!
As for actually paying for sex, never crossed my mind, never had to or wanted too, partly cause I'm too cheap, lol.....but have always had at least a friends with benefits to take care of me if not a boyfriend or both, but I could see the attraction of it.
 
My fantasy involves me being a pimp, whoring out my sub to anyone, for very little cash. I'd have him walk the streets at night; I'd watch from the shadows, making sure that nothing bad happens to him. He'd be a cheap whore, so he'd have to service many clients to gather a halfway decent amount of cash. All of which he'd then have to hand over to me. :devil:
 
I was propositioned last year in Vegas. I had left the casino and was heading up to my room when this guy (mid 40's) got on the elevator with me. He gives me a long look over (head to feet and back up) and suggests that I could make a lot more money going to his room rather than what ever room I was heading to.
Ok,
#1 - I'm not a hooker
#2 - I didn't even speak to him
#3 - I probably need to take a good look at changing my wardrobe

No - I did not accept, but have to tell you I thought about it all night long. What would have it been like to play the part.
 
I was propositioned last year in Vegas. I had left the casino and was heading up to my room when this guy (mid 40's) got on the elevator with me. He gives me a long look over (head to feet and back up) and suggests that I could make a lot more money going to his room rather than what ever room I was heading to.
Ok,
#1 - I'm not a hooker
#2 - I didn't even speak to him
#3 - I probably need to take a good look at changing my wardrobe

No - I did not accept, but have to tell you I thought about it all night long. What would have it been like to play the part.

Sounds to me like for Vegas, your wardrobe was spot on! Remember the old saying about what happens in Vegas! ;)
 
Sounds to me like for Vegas, your wardrobe was spot on! Remember the old saying about what happens in Vegas! ;)

hahaha - nice. I wore the same little dress in Memphis and was offered a free ride on the mechanical bull. "Kick your boots up, girlie." he said as he helped me on. What was I thinking???
 
I'm a phone sex operator and have had clients ask me what a night with me would cost. The thought turns me on like crazy but the safety, both personal and medical keep me from even considering it
 
I'm a phone sex operator and have had clients ask me what a night with me would cost. The thought turns me on like crazy but the safety, both personal and medical keep me from even considering it

I know what you mean. I find it very sexy to act out as a fantasy with a trusted partner, but I wouldn't want to trivialize the potential dangers faced by real sex workers.
 
I had traded sex (mainly giving head) for favors and stuff, and kinda thought that was like being a whore a little and it excited me. Then I worked as a prostitue at a brothel in NV for several weeks a few years back. What I thought was whorish behavior before was nothing like actuallu being a whore. I could not have done it if I had not been buzzed or drunk, which I was nearly constantly.

My hubby knows about it all (well, not the details of it all, just the general stuff) and will sometimes call me his little whore. or tell me he is going to fuck me like the whore I am, and that gets me going, but I think that is because I am not really one any more.
 
IMHO Dating with the intention of fucking on the first date and then moving on is not any different than prostitution. But instead of me giving them the money I buy them dinner and drinks. Then they suck and fuck my brains out. I think it's a fair transaction.

Fantasy? Naaa. To me it me it was sort of a reality.
 
IMHO Dating with the intention of fucking on the first date and then moving on is not any different than prostitution. But instead of me giving them the money I buy them dinner and drinks. Then they suck and fuck my brains out. I think it's a fair transaction.

I never "dated" before I met my husband -- everything was casual for me, and I sucked and fucked for much less than what you described above. Thing is, that was nothing like actual prostituion. I chose who I would fuck when I was trading favors. When I was a whore, they chose me. And while I could refuse a particular 'client' (as management called them) it was usually not a great idea to do so. It is a very, very different thing to be chosen than to choose.
 
I never "dated" before I met my husband -- everything was casual for me, and I sucked and fucked for much less than what you described above. Thing is, that was nothing like actual prostituion. I chose who I would fuck when I was trading favors. When I was a whore, they chose me. And while I could refuse a particular 'client' (as management called them) it was usually not a great idea to do so. It is a very, very different thing to be chosen than to choose.

Sounds like I hit a nerve. We all have point of views and I still stand behind mine.
 
As someone that never fucked a prostitute, if I found out I have 6-months to live and was functional for at least 3 months first things I would do is start smoking again, and go to the bunny ranch and get fucked and sucked till I was almost out of money or cum. Whichever came first...no punt intended.
 
As someone that never fucked a prostitute, if I found out I have 6-months to live and was functional for at least 3 months first things I would do is start smoking again, and go to the bunny ranch and get fucked and sucked till I was almost out of money or cum. Whichever came first...no punt intended.

I am loathe to speak ill of any of my former sisters who work in the houses of ill repute (an actual term used in Nevada law), but I have to say that the Bunny Ranch is great if you want overpriced and over-the-hill porn stars and wannabe porn stars. Go to the brothels around Pahrump and the Amargosa Valley instead. You will get better quality for your buck. ;)
 
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