therealprettyboygirl

Sloppy Firsts

CW: Sexual Assault

(“Sloppy Firsts” is a reference to the name of the first book in a teen lit series I loved as a kid)

I began my foray into sex work by failing miserably. I was in my early twenties attending an art sch...

If It Can Be Fixed With Money, It’s Not A Problem

I’ve started seeing Gemini Ketamine Man, Charlie, every week. For him, it’s the one selfish treat he allows himself. Not that he’s exactly living a life of ascetic self-denial-- he is the man who lives on a hill in a mid century modern relic...

Top Secret FKA Article Preview (plz don’t leak it)

The night FKA Twigs rented out Cheetahs in Hollywood for the Magdelena album release party was the last night the workforce at Cheetahs was able to work. The party was a covert celebration of the management changeover that had been in the works fo...

Cuck: Pt 2

“Jesus fucking christ, Jade.” Iz finally mustered.

Jade barked out a laugh. She was giddy, riding a high of her own, the divine high of attunement. She had felt as if she had merged with Iz.

“Not bad for a f...

Nudes Because I’m Taking A Short Break

Hi friends!

Thank you so much for supporting me, especially through covid. I know it hasn’t been easy for anyone. I have more stories coming including details on my tantra therapy, new erotica, and additional escorting vignettes, but this ...

GFE Group Hug

Lately I feel like I have to shake out the cobwebs before I can even fathom writing. I’ve been pressing on through mental burnout. There’s no rest for the wicked, and I’m a succubus, so I suppose that includes me. It feels like Danny was her...

Meet Me At The London: Danny Returns

It had been so long since I’d seen Danny. What had once been a monthly occurrence, abruptly stopped. In previous entries I’d mentioned that Danny had caught and recovered from covid-19. In the interim America opened up enough that he could tra...

Pellet Guns and Protesters

I hadn’t seen Charlie, aka Gemini Ketamine Guy, since February, around the time I went to Brazil. We’d played phone tag for months. He’s an impulse shopper, which often means he’ll hit me up for a session late into the evening, sometimes a...

And Still I Persist

It has taken a momentous amount of effort to open my laptop to even begin this entry. I’m utterly exhausted. I’ve gone to a few of the demonstrations. I don’t have the energy to attend protests every day, and after having marched for weeks y...

Cuck: Part 2

The beautiful thing about Rodney was that he would give them space, and happily. Jade was sure of that. She had called the car before they’d even left the dining room. There was nothing she hated more than waiting when it was unnecess...

Cuck; Part 1

Rodney frowned from behind an expense report. He wasn’t irritated by the numbers. It was a standard weekly review… No. The problem was Peter. Something was different about him. Rodney watched Peter present the week’s schedule with his typica...

The Last Jar Of Apricot Jam

I don’t know how my sessions with Lily continue to whip me into a mess of anxiety. It’s my persistent desire for perfection, or at least to provide an experience that’s fulfilling beyond the physical level. V taught me that it’s useful to ...

Diosa: pt 2 of 2

“I know what you want.” She said slyly.

“You do.”

Vitor stood facing her. He caressed her thighs. He kissed from her toes, up the backs of her knees. He licked her cheeks, biting her gently. He worshiped ...

Diosa Pt 1

Vitor smiled painfully. A vein over his right eye pulsed, betraying his irritation.

“When in doubt, restart!” Vitor recited rote, folding his glasses into his shirt pocket.

It was the third time that day that ...

Iz Fucks Her Way To The Top: Ep 1 Pt. 2

Peter pulled out his phone. The light from the screen cut through the darkness of the club, blinding him for a moment. He began trying to type his address, but the K made him clumsy. Iz snatched the phone from his hands.

“Tell me the addre...

Iz Fucks Her Way To The Top: Episode 1; Part 1

CW: drugs

Iz felt like something was happening, but she wasn’t sure exactly if it was a fleeting sensation or if what she felt was what was happening. Iz had been interning for a little publishing company run by two former shark...

Pt. 2: Cassandra’s Care

I was puttering around in my studio preparing for my call with Lily. I’d pinned up a backdrop and laid out my Thai mats so that I could stretch out during our session. Lily and I were going to talk around 10 p.m., after she finished her weekly q...

For Her Pleasure: Pt. 1

I’d been more than a little upended whenever Clover left for New York to pursue a new life with their long time crush, recently turned partner, but I knew it wasn’t a moment to be selfish. Love is rare and precious. Still, it left me handling ...

Now Eat Your Cum

I don’t have any desire to get back into camming, and yet the future of in-person sex work is currently in question. I don’t typically bother myself with internet minions thirsting after me, only able to pay $100 or $200 for my time, even if t...

Barely Legal Covid-19

It was unprecedented. Saturday was my last shift for the rest of this month because my club and every other club in California shut down to combat the spread of the Coronavirus. I felt as if I was cycling through the stages of grief.

First d...

That’s What Mama’s Do

I’d never experienced a proper den mom until working at my club in Hawthorn. At Deja Vu, there had been a few older seamstresses who specialized in making dancer costumes who would set up in the dressing room with a rack of bikinis we could buy ...

Dirty Stripping

There’s something absent in my writing that you all may or may not have noticed. I almost never go into detail about the sex involved in my sex work. It’s not because I’m a “clean” stripper, because that’s not at all the case. I’m a ...

Casual Details: More Baby Stripper Stories

***Special editing thanks to Ari, who has dedicated themself to helping make my book a reality. They helped me so much with this story and others, and I could not be more grateful.***

I placed an order for a red fishnet body stocking to wear...

Baby Stripper Stories: Night 1 Continued

I hadn’t realized stripping came with so much body odor, but my vulva was notably fragrant today. I don’t know why I hadn’t considered it part of the equation up until this point, but there I was after a few stage sets, not sure what to do a...

Baby’s First Lap Dance Ever: First Night Stripping Pt. 1

*** hey I’m on vacation so slightly shorter stories this week and next week ***

I told my parents before I was officially hired as a stripper because I wanted to hurt them. It was a brash decision, so in return they made a brash decision t...

Sloppy Beginnings

People always ask me how to figure out what kind of sex work is right for them, and I tell them, “You won’t know until you know.” I haven’t made a flowchart or anything, but maybe I should. Maybe a questionnaire would be better. Do you rel...

Part 3: The Happily Forever After Ending

I approached my second “happy ending” experience simultaneously a bit more diligently researched while also a bit less physically prepared. I’d stayed up all night prior on a shroom trip with my dearest friends. It was beautiful, but I was c...

Part 2: Decompressing with Danny

Danny ubered me to the Empire Hotel and I met him in the bar downstairs. I was a little frazzled, still slightly buzzed from the single glass of wine I’d downed at Rick’s. I didn’t particularly want to drink, but I did feel obliged to as I t...

Part 1: Rick Mass-ive Waste of Time

CW: a very uncomfortable situation some might consider to be assault, in spite of the author’s own feelings.

I didn’t realize how difficult it would be finding sex work as a woman. I’m not straight, but for my encounter, I was looking ...

How I Met My Mother’s Exes

I’m on a trip to NYC, recording a bunch of podcast episodes. Here’s another one from the vault.

My sophomore year of college I visited New York City for the first time since infancy. I call my mother, Gloria, to tell her. Gloria is from ...