Edit: Apparently some people can’t see it on the original post, so I’ve posted it here.

Hello! So this all happened last night. I was chatting with a few people online on here when I got a new request for chat. It was a redditor who was quite blunt with what he wanted: My body for cash. I felt intrigued, while I’ve sold a nude here and there for small change, I hadn’t been approached for it so directly and after a little thinking, decided to take him up in his offer.

We spoke for a little prior, and I had to come up with on the fly what my body parts were worth monetarily, how much money I was willing to see before exposing them to a stranger. It aroused me thinking about it. When the first $30 came rolling in, I ducked into the bathroom, stripped off my shirt and sent out a picture. My breasts shined back at me through the screen while I could hear my roommate in the other room. Another 25$ came in. Another picture sent. The feeling was indescribable. I felt so aroused by the fact some guy I had never known was paying money to jerk off to my body a fact he wasn’t shy to be proud of, sending pictures of his throbbing cock. I was already stripping my bottoms off as he went. I knew it was a matter of time before my pussy was going to be shown too. Pulling my underwear down, I was drenched. Once the ding of 40$ rang out, my picture of pussy, spread hole covered in juices and cream, was plastered into our little Reddit chat, and with a little more he got to see my fingers at the entrance. Before I could even offer to really give him a show of me masturbating, his cock bursted. The fact I had made him cum brought me to my limit. I had to clench my mouth shut and I fingerfucked myself there on the floor till orgasm over and over, taking pictures as I went all while he cleaned up his mess. I had felt like such a whore and I loved it. We parted ways amicably, and I teased him with what I had just done, and he responded his want to see them next payday. The idea of this happening again sent a jolt through my entire body.

I stayed up for a little while longer before my body gave out and I couldn’t help but sleep. My dreams were filled with being a whore for sale. I’ve never truly considered myself a whore, but after last night I’ve never felt so good being one.