First time I was hired to take pictures of a couple [FFM]

When I was in college, and still now, I get hired to take pictures of couples and individual women sometimes. It’s mostly boudoir stuff, like looking sexy in bed and the photos are a gift for their significant other. I shoot 100% analogue film, so I do the shoot, then develop the film and give them prints. It never leaves my house and no one else ever sees the prints. Because of all of this I’ve had some interesting clients here in LA over the years and had a lot of fun.

For maybe a year, I did free shoots of couples and friends and all of that, then one day I got a recommendation and this couple from Malibu called me. I’d met them once before at a party and kind of remembered them as a pretty attractive, cool older couple – maybe mid-40s who didn’t have kids and both worked in the ad agency world as executives. Their whole house was covered in awards from the biggest brands.

We ran into someone we know at a swingers event [Group]

Every year our close friends host a swingers event at their home and they usually invite between 30-40 couples – they have a ridiculously massive house by the beach. The invites go out to friends and by word of mouth so it would normally be shocking to see someone from the “vanilla world” there.

They always do the same Emergency Room theme event because they’re both doctors, so it ensures you get like 40 dudes in scrubs and 40 girls in those cheap halloween store nurse outfits or vinyl mini skirts with red crosses on them. We always plan on thinking outside of the box, but then it’s a week before so we order scrubs and a white mini skirt off of amazon.

We gave our car to the valet guy and were mingling and drinking and hanging out and my husband, Brian, heads off alone to chat with a few guys we know in the lifestyle. They’re standing at the bar by the pool talking and I took my heels off and I’m dangling my feet in the water.

The first time I had sex with my husband was the same day I fucked his roommate [FM]

My husband didn’t know this story until YEARS later. But, the first time we had sex was only a few hours after I had slept with his roommate.

So, when we first started dating, my husband and I were both seeing other people. I was dating his roommate, Scott, in secret and he was engaged to a woman he used to work with and had been for a year. I had a huge crush on him, but didn’t think there was a chance since he was engaged to this woman.

Scott, my boyfriend at the time had just gotten a divorce, and he was a total mess and his whole life fell apart, so he was staying with my husband, Brian, until he could find a place. Scott and I met because we both ran together in this running club. I was Scott’s like secret side piece, even though I was kind of dumb and young at the time and knew it would end up a mess. No one knew we were dating and so it just looked like Scott and I were running friends and Brian saw me all the time at his house.

I took my husband to a strip club [FM]

So, I’ve been writing about some stuff here off and on, and the other night my husband and I were talking about stuff we have never done before. Strip clubs came up because someone messaged me on here and asked if I had ever been to one. I hadn’t, and it turned out neither had my husband.

We decided fuck it and I told him to pick one out and we’d go check it out and see what it was all about. So, he found one through reviews online he looked up and we got dressed. I wore a low cut dress and heels and he wore slacks and a button up.

We parked near the club and strolled in pretty easy. Once inside we got some awful drinks (there was no booze because of CA rules – boo) and sat next to the stage where there was a blonde, maybe 20, dancing in a thong, cowboy hat, and cowboy boots and she was covered in sparkles and sweat. She was in immaculate shape, like an olympic swimmer body – but mixed with a meth addict kinda.

Coachella Weekend One [GROUP]

The first year we went to Coachella, we had no idea what to expect. We’d bought camping passes and just hoped for the best. It was me and my husband, and one of my best friends and her new boyfriend. We’d decided to get a big tent and all share everything. So, we packed up a bunch of booze, drugs, and gear and then sat in line getting into the polo fields for like six hours.

Harper and I shoved the drugs in our underwear and we made it through the security checkpoint with zero issues – it also helped we were totally clean cut looking and surrounded by people who looked like they were just leaving a rave.

Harper’s boyfriend, Cam, and my husband quickly stripped down to their board shorts and were setting up camp while Harper and I decided to go for a walk and see what there was in the campsite. We found the closest showers and bathrooms and made mental note. There was a little shop where we bought some water and some snacks. By then it was almost noon and getting hot.

That whole “pizza dare” thing [FM]

Last night my husband and I were flipping through reddit and looking at the comments and someone had messaged me and asked if I’d ever done the “pizza dare” because they thought it was the best. So, we watched a few videos and decided to go for it thinking it was fun. My husband was WAY more into it than I was and I thought that was awesome, so why the hell not.

Our local pizza place is connected to the college and pretty decent and they mostly employ college students, which I figured would be better than some 60 year old guy trying to feed his family by working at Dominos. So, we call the place and make the order.

While waiting we start debating on logistics. Lingerie, fully nude, towel drop, we’d seen a bunch of different ones, so I told my husband to choose. He said the whole towel drop seemed the most realistic and the less like you wanted to fuck the person – even though that is sometimes the point. I agreed.

My husband fulfilling my rape fantasy [FM] [kink]

Basically since forever I’ve had a fantasy where a guy I don’t know grabs me and has his way and then leaves, a classic rape fantasy. And since it actually ended up happening to me in college, I felt ashamed to keep thinking about it – I kind of put it out of my mind. But, I kept watching rough sex videos and it was always kind of there.

One night a few years ago my husband and I were laying in bed talking and the topic of fantasies came up. He tells me that he is curious about pegging (which we’ve done a bunch now) and he opens up about it. Then it’s my turn and I don’t really have anything to say. He finally drags it out of me and I tell him all about my rape fantasy. Then he tells me about his ex and how she had the same fantasy and how he carried it out and the story was a huge turn on. So, I told him I wanted him to do it, we established a safe word and boundaries and then that was that.

How I lost my virginity [FM]

I’d lived next door to Adam my whole life and always had a bit of a crush on him. He was the classic jock, football guy who was 6’2″ and thickly muscular. He had choppy red hair and seemed like he always had a 5 o’clock shadow. But, he was also smart and really nice, even though he was heavily labeled with the bad boy persona. He’d gotten a DUI in high school and was arrested a few times, but he was always nice to me.

He’d gone away for school and I was stuck back at home. But, one summer day I saw his car in the driveway and got really excited that he was back. We had a superficial relationship where we basically talked through the fence. I made a plan to accidentally bump into him and then push him to hang out.

He was fond of hanging out by his parents huge pool, so I figured that would be a good start. One afternoon I was waking up from a nap, all alone in the house, and looked out back and saw him swimming laps. I ran to the other side of the house and looked at his driveway and his was the only car there. The time was now!

The night I was an escort [FMF]

When I first got out of college I was broke af. I was living in Los Angeles in an old house in Venice with five roommates trying my best to find a job. I’d probably had 20 job interviews with zero luck. The savings I’d set aside from HS and College to do exactly what I was doing was getting pretty thin. I had about two months left before I had to get paid or move back home or beg someone for money.

One of the girls I lived with, Britney, worked on a movie studio lot as a guide while she was trying to make it into acting more seriously. She’d been in a few commercials and one of those criminal TV shows where she literally played a murder victim – most of her time on screen was laying on a table at a morgue while the stars talked about how she was killed next to her, it was kind of funny but cool too. She looked like an anorexic Chloe Grace Moretz, but more blonde and with a southern accent.

First threesome [MFM]

When I was in school we travelled a lot for tons of different reasons. One time I tagged along with my bf when he went to a tournament in Vegas. He was supposed to be just going with one of his friends, but I tagged along.

During the morning, my boyfriend Jimmy and his best friend Matt were at their tournament and I spent the day making use of all the amenities at the hotel. They had a spa, which was pretty awesome and I was getting a steam and massage – no idea it would later add charges to the room. Then I went for a swim and laid out in the sun by the pool.

Back in the room I was bored out of my mind, so I dug into the big bottle of vodka we bought and mixed it with some soda water. I was a few drinks in when they came home, all sweaty from the day of fighting and whatever the hell they do at martial arts tournaments.