Married Men and the Whore

Last Updated on: 1st January 2026, 11:34 pm

A while ago I wrote in one post that I love married men. Not just married men, any attached man. I figured it was time to go into that in a little bit more detail.

If you can’t please your man and I can then that’s more of a problem for you than it is me. I’m a whore, I fuck for money. There are some men who really get a kick out of that. Knowing that I can please them in ways that their partner just can’t, they’re happy to let open their Linden wallet and throw it at me.

They pay my bills, they feed me their cock and they don’t want any commitment. That’s a no brainer for me. Many clients fall in love with their whore, married men not so much.

The New Bed

I had purchased the new Bento Physics Superbed and it needed tested out. Fortunately I had a very familiar client on hand. He hadn’t visited in a few weeks because his girlfriend was keeping him to herself. Such a greedy slut but I’m greedier. For the purposes of this article I’ll refer to him as Mr C.

Mr C arrived at my house and I reached down, groping him through his pants to let him know that I missed him. Mr C and I always have so much fun together. He has fucked me in a shower, on a bed, in the sea, behind a bar, in the back of a limo. Each time he really makes me cum hard.

Me and Mr C

We made our way to my office and entered the strip room. Taking my place on the pole he threw a few bills at me. As I danced around the pole he stood on the phone to his partner. Knowing that she was on the other end of the call I could feel my thighs heating up.

As he hung up the phone, it was time to test out the new bed.

I wanted to remind him why I was better than his other half. I took his hard meat into my mouth and gave him the sloppiest blow job I’ve ever given in my life. It wasn’t long before he grabbed me, pulling me on top of him to fuck me hard.

For an hour, he fucked me, our bodies entangled atop the bed making us both cum. The thought of his girlfriend waiting for him as he used me like his good little whore was turning me on more and more.

Breathless

As we both lay there breathless I knew that our time was up. My fun with his amazing cock was over for tonight. We both lay there in agreement that the testing of the bed was successful and that it was amazing. Using some of the payment he gave me for my time I gifted him a copy of the bed. I fuck for money but he was helping me out here too.

I know that he’ll go home, fuck his other half on the bed and all he’ll think about is me. The good whore that he keeps coming back to.

Thoughts on Married Men

Are you a whore that loves men in relationships? Or are you a man in a relationship that loves whores? I’m interested in your thoughts and reasoning. What is that turns you on about it?