Like what you see? Send me a chat and we can roleplay!

Prostitute and a Business Man- I'm only in town for a few days while I oversee a corporate merger. I'm tired, and lonely, getting ready to head back to my hotel for the night, when a coworker gives me a card, saying to call it if I need a companion. I head back to my suite, and sit on the edge of my bed, contemplating, for a moment, if I'm ready to take this leap. Finally, I take a deep breath, pull out my phone and send a text to the number. "Are you free tonight?"

Just Another Fix- It started two weeks ago at a party. The lights where flashing, the music was loud, we were both drunk, we were dancing. I took out a pill. You're not usually the "Take a random pill from a stranger" type, and I'm not really a "give my drugs away for free" kind of guy, but I guess that night we both slipped out of our comfort zones. I saw your eyes go wide. I saw you experience new sensations, understand things in a different way as the chemicals pulsed through your veins. Then I lost track of you, and I never thought I'd see you again. That is, until this morning, when I heard a knock on my door. You don't look the same. The spark in your eyes has turned to hunger. True hunger, the kind that lacks life, and craves sustenance, that will do whatever it takes to get it. You want more of those pills. You don't have to tell me, I can tell just by looking at you, just like I can tell you are close to rock bottom. My favorite place to start.

Gangbangs: An Economic Alternative to Fertility Treatments- You and your husband have been struggling to get pregnant. You've thought about fertility treatments, but they're far to expensive, and insurance won't cover them. You thought about adoption, but when you were in college, you got caught with a little weed, and now the agencies won't write you back. It has been challenging, but you and your husband are intent on finding a solution. One day, he comes to you with an idea. It's not perfect, but there's a chance it might work, and a chance is all you need. The two of you send invites to all your most eligible friends. Friday night. 8:00 p.m. The hotel on W. Main street. Please don't be late. Three friend's show up, and you invited the bellboy, a handsome young man, plus your husband makes five. That should be plenty. The five men sit around in the hotel room, waiting patiently. You take a deep breath as you gather your nerves, and step out into the bathroom wearing your favorite lingerie. This is your chance. Make it count.

The Music Festival- You've been waiting. You saved your cash, you chose your outfits and got stocked up on drugs. Now it's finally here. The music festival of the summer. The forecast looks amazing, the line up is everything you could hope for. You and your friends pitch your tent in the field with everyone else. You do your makeup with strangers, take photos in the security line, and pass through for the best fucking weekend of your life. Or, should I say, the best weekend of fucking? What happens at your dream festival? Does the weather change, raining you in with your friends? Do you find the orgy tent? Get invited back to a musican's tour van? Do you join that older couple you met who's looking for a third? Or fuck that guy begin the portajohns for some extra weed? It's going to be a long weekend. Might as well get started.