[MF] One drink can’t hurt.

If you’re at the point in your life where you’re looking for a steady supply of promiscuous sexual partners and illegal narcotics, you need to go work in a restaurant. Seriously, put the keyboard down, go find an Olive Garden or something, and throw applications at them until you get hired. Even the ugliest person can easily find someone to bang and a decent weed hookup at the minimum.

At this point in my life I had worked in food service for almost 10 years, and having burnt out from serving I had found a position as a line cook with decent pay. Nothing glorious, I wasn’t Anthony Bourdain, but as a cook you can fuck with everyone because they all need something from you; their food. Bartenders hold a similar position of power, and it’s a fun position to hold.

Not So Secretly Filmed [mmf] [drugs] [anal] [oral] [creampie] [facials] [fist]

I got this e-mail from a friend. She thought I’d appreciate it. First, a little background. Her name is Tanya and we went to high school. While the other girls were reading romance novels, Tanya was doing what the boys were doing: watching porn.

You know how women say, “Sex shouldn’t be like it is in the porno movies!” Well, that’s what they would say if they kept a closed mind. Tanya’s mind was an wide open as her legs. She hated slut shamers. She was who she was. And she was a FREAK.

Anyway, she was always pushing the limits. She was very open minded and curious about people’s sexuality and their fetishes. And because she was cute and approachable (and could keep a secret), people felt comfortable telling her. And if she was attracted to them, she’d say, “Well, hey, that’s not MY fetish, but why don’t you come over and we can explore.”

Okay, so here’s the e-mail I got from her last night:

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omg okay listen to this. i met this guy in a bar a few weeks ago and we’ve been sleeping together a lot. he’s cute AF. so i was pushing him to tell me what his kinks were, but he was being super closed lipped about it.

Diary of a Call Boy, Entry 1 & 2 [MMF][bi][rape]

Entry 1 – The Rules!
Follow these or pay the price:
-Keep your business and personal life separate.

-Everyone pays. No exceptions.

-Safe sex is more than a condom.

-Play to the clients fantasy, but NO is OK.

-Have an exit plan!

Good Luck!

Hale

Entry 2 – Where to Begin?

I was told it would be good for me to write what happened to me down. I think I understand the necessity as there aren’t really a lot of people I can or even should talk to about this. Additionally I need to get some of this off my chest. So I guess here I go, though I didn’t know it at the time this is my story of how I became a Call Boy.

My first kiss with Amber [MF]

A few years ago I had a friend suggest to me that I get out of my normal social circles and date people outside my league. I thought she was full of crap but I gave it a try and made some new friends outside my normal group. When I was in the fire academy, some people were idiot savants with rope – I was just an idiot. I can barely tie my shoes on a daily basis and I had a really rough time getting all my knots figured out. There are six I was required to know by state law and I had figured out maybe two of them.

That’s when Lisa offered to help me. I didn’t know this but Lisa is totally into rope. Like…..sexually. With her help I got all the state knots figured out and then some. She taught me how to tie up women and little did I know, WOMEN APPARENTLY LIKE THIS SORT OF THING! Like our mutual friend Amber. It’s been a few years since I started talking to Amber and I have been too shy to say anything other than hey and sup but recently things changed a bit. She’s always laughed at my jokes even though I didn’t think they were too funny she’s said over and over that she thinks I’m cute and I smile and think she’s being nice.

[MF] The one where the cute, go-getter student rocked the kinky professor’s world

I’m a professor at a university. At 29, I’m a bit on the young side for that but I had some nice breaks in my research career. So here I am: upstanding, involved with students and constantly worried about the makeup of my future tenure committee. I’ve been teaching since I was an upperclassman in undergrad and I never would have thought of being inappropriate with a student. Until I met Lisa.

Lisa came to me in October ’15 to ask for a spot in my spring semester class because she wanted the course content on her transcripts before her graduation in May. I was immediately impressed by her go-getter attitude. Contrary to popular belief, most college students are not all that engaged with their academics. Mostly they’re doing what their parents told them to. I was also not blind to the fact that Lisa was gorgeous: just 21, 5’3″ and petite, with perky little B-cup-on-a-good-day breasts but surprisingly striking, shapely legs for someone her height. She had green-gray eyes, not emeralds at all, but still arresting. And her long brown hair was salary held up with barrettes or pushed back with a headband or ribbon. The other thing that caught my eye was that she was dressed to the nines in a purple vintage-looking A-line dress, tights and oxford pumps. If it seems like I noticed a lot about her clothes, well, that will be clear later.

Lassez Les Bon Temps Rouler

“Leave your bags at the desk at Lafitte’s Guest House at Bourbon and St. Phillip. They’ll take them up to the room when it’s ready. Wait in the lobby and I’ll meet you there when I can.”

That’s all his last message said, and she wasnt sure what to expect. She came, of course, but not without a slight pit in her stomach. She sat there, waiting, not knowing that to expect. She waited a long time. She looked at her dress, and felt her sexy underwear beneath it, and felt a mixture of excitement and fear.

When he came in, she jumped up expectantly, and ran over to embrace. He hugged back, but he wasn’t as exuberant as she was. He was calm,
measured and had an air of confidence bordering on arrogance.

He looked in her eyes, and held the gaze. “I’m really glad to see you. I’m going to give you the best day I can. One you’ll never forget. Let’s take a walk.” Something about him was cold, and serious. More so than she remembered. Not unkind, but not jovial either.

[MF] outstanding sexual encounter with a tv star

When I was high on drugs and dancing at darling harbour I came across a TV presenter and was grinding up in her. To cut a long story short I said to my boy Howie that I had to split and he said it’s all love bro and we went back to her apartment and did half an ecstasy. “I wanna bust a nut inside you, shortly” I said. “I wanna make you sweat, boo. Let’s do this thing.”

I’d like to say that she stepped out of her jeans, but in truth it took a while to maneuver Her tight buttocks and the accompanying vaginal wedge out of the hard shell of her denims. We huffed and sweated; I had her hanging off the edge of the bed while I gripped the cuffs of her jeans; I nearly pulled a groin muscle getting her naked; but through it all I stayed hard, a testament to how much I wanted her. She kept her T-shirt on throughout the initial popping, which is just how I like it.. I slipped my hands beneath the cotton tee and felt the smooth creamery of her breasts while saving the visuals of those brown glossy globes for later. Her puss was all that, as they say in the urban media

The Stalker Part 2 -1st half

Shannon, Anita and Eliot

It was all that I could do not to pass out then and there on the bed. The exhaustion weighed me down and I felt heavy, sinking deep into the mattress as if I was filled with lead. My mouth was dry and parched, and my lips cracked as I opened my mouth to call out for my son. No sound came and the simple act of trying to scream caused my head to pound and ache, a sharp pain shot through my jaw from grinding me teeth and my ears rang with a high pitched squeal. My vision was fuzzy, a grey aura clouded over the room and every time I closed my eyes I felt like days were lost. My eyelids were heavy and my sweat stung as it dripped into my bloodshot eyes. My moist skin was clammy and cold as the cool air passed over me and I still felt Anita’s body pressed against mine. My hands were so numb that I didn’t even realize that Anita had loosened the cord around my wrist. My arms dangled over the back of the bed over my head and I tried to move my fingers to regain circulation, but I was unsuccessful. My head swam and the fog only cleared when I saw the sight I had dreaded since I first heard his voice as he entered the house. Eliot.

Saved By The App [MF][Tease][CFNM]

Back in my sophomore year of college I signed up to be an RA. At the time it sounded like a sweet deal, free rent, a couple hundred per month and free food at the cafe. How could I not sign up? When I luckily got the job I was then asked to join my new team in those long drawn out building camps but luckily this is where I met Amy. Amy was a petite 5’2 blonde with a shoulder length cut. She was perky in all the right places and had a killer smile. I was instantly drawn to her and tried my best to get to know her during that week of training.

MWM Looking to get wet…

/r/erotica /r/mengonewild /r/dilf

MWBiM looking to hook up for a sensual massage and mind blowing blowjob. I’m married but in an open relationship and looking for a one time play date or if there is a connection maybe a more committed FWB situation. I have had lots of sex with women and enjoy every curve… I’m also open to hot and heavy guy make out session (been with a few too)… or if you are a couple I’d love to join you for some mid morning sex romp. NSA no drugs and no diseases. Just want my balls drained and maybe slide on into a nice tight hot wet pussy… pics are me attached!

PM me if you wanna get wet!

Woodbridge, VA area of Northern Virginia! https://imgur.com/a/M0OVw/