I'm a 19 yo guy from downtown Los Angeles looking for a female to suck me for the first time... Any women available???

I'm a male looking for a female. Anyone around the Los Angeles, CA area wanna hook up soon?

Ok im clueless how this works are there any females In Los Angeles looking for a fwbfuk buddy or want to be my mistress and go with me to thailand ??? Me old ass insatiable and eccentric traveled traveling thru life in need of a slutty lover I can drag along to hot humid foreign beaches and get inebriated!! Life is short enjoy me 

Odd conversation with a female coworker after hours at the bar. Somehow we got on the subject of Easter, and how it's Christians plastering over Pagans. That in turn led to conversations about how Pagans celebrated by having orgies. One of the theories was that so much pheromones were released that anyone present would have a religious experience.

Anyhow a couple months later we end up at a work conference. After work hours we have drinks, same conversation creeps up. As a joke on my personal phone I bring up the closest swing club... they have orgies on Saturdays. It's Friday night. She says we should go. For a guy to go is expensive. Ladies are free. Couples were like $40. She hands me a $20, says she's in tomorrow night, meet at the hotel bar.

Saturday night I assume she forgot, she bluffed etc...nope. So we drive down. She's not even nervous. We do the couple thing, take the tour, catered meal, football game on. I'm still shocked she's there. Around 10pm we head outside, see the stars, walk the grounds (huge property like golf course size). We actually heard it before we saw it. 30+ people, all races, all ages, all sizes, going at it as multiple groups. No warning, no sign, no hey you're gonna have this seared in your mind... just BAM... naked random sex and not all of it pretty. She smiles. I smile. It's awkward but we don't want to laugh and offend anyone. We pick a hill out of earshot and just watch, place really felt like a golf course. There's whispered jokes about 3 and 4 and where everything is going. It's like a running football commentary but we're downwind and whispering, so they won't hear it. I ask about the pheromones. She's giggling, somewhat turned on, giddy really. Before I know it my pants are unzipped and her hand is down there.

It's weird. It's unexpected. I just sort of went with it. Hands followed by lips followed by the amazing feeling of her mouth sliding down my cock. She worked me hard for a good 15 minutes. I gently reached down, panties were soaked. Gentle teases with my fingers and she's moaning on my cock. Her moans are joined by others in the group. Clearly we've tapped into a collective energy. See it, hear it, feel it, pure sensory overload. I easily pushed her over the edge and she wet herself. She worked twice as hard, popped off begging for a mouthful, and when my willpower vanished I filled her throat. 5 very full, very long bursts. To her credit she swallowed it.

That's when we noticed the other 4 couples slightly behind us. All of them clearly celebrating in their own way. That led to invites to help others hit their mark. Fingers, hands, mouths It was crazy. Coworker and another woman both took guys from behind. I'm there like a Christmas angel at the top as they alternate between hands, tongues, and mouths. Sec time I only manage 3 bursts, shorter, but more intense. A third woman puts her massive breasts to my lips as her stud pounds her relentlessly. I'm licking rock hard nipples, someone else is teasing me even though I'm spent and this woman is seriously losing it. I slide to the left and my coworker opens her legs and just buries the woman's face in her snatch. Loud muffled moans followed by my coworker moaning even louder. Two guys each get their cocks in the woman's hand. Two more get in my co-workers hands. I narrowly avoided a sword fight as she arches back and throats me in reverse.

What a view. 2cocks about to explode in her hands. Two cocks about to explode in the other woman's hands. Stud still pounding her relentlessly forcing her to each my coworker. I lost it. No shit I've never gone 3 times in an hour but fuck did I ever go. I fucked her throat just as hard until I went, she went, other woman went, 2 cocks exploded on my co-workers tits. Two more exploded near her legs and on the other woman's face, hair, and back. The stud clearly blew a deep one. I'm pretty sure that woman wasn't getting up right away. Some of the other women had been kissing their partners backs or helped jerk them. Some were with other groups. It took a minute to realize the orgy we'd previously watched was now our audience.

There's this odd feeling of exhausted religious euphoria. My coworker needed a shower (she took one at the club). We cleaned up, dressed, ate (fucking starved after that) and left. In the car I found out the other guy hadn't fucked her, just fingered the crap out of her. She didn't trust anyone so it was all oral and fingers. She tells me this as she asked me to pull over. Car off, seat back, she rode me like a woman possessed. Holy shit, 4th and final explosion, real deep, made her physically tremble as she started sobbing.

We spent the night at the hotel, flew home to our spouses Sunday. Boy Monday was interesting!

To be clear this isn't a story. Not sure how I feel about it but I'm not saying a thing to my wife about it. I am getting tested Tuesday. Everything I've read says my chances of STD are low... except for that last nut... so we'll see. Bright side I'm snipped, so no unexpected baby!

Check this out. I was alone last night. I got half a buzz on. Being a dude. Well, a dude like me. I'm horny all the time. So I get on the internet. Maybe I'll call one of these escort girls. There must be plenty in Los Angeles. I go on this random web-site. I'm looking at prices. Holy shit! I don't think so. Maybe an all nighter when it's my birthday or something. Anyway, now I'm curious. I start poking around. I run into the men's section. I'm looking at some of these dudes. I'm thinking. I'm way better looking than a lot of these guys. I'm 5'11" 175. Clean, athletic. I could do that job. Shiiiiit, I'll charge the going rate similar to the man. So I fill out the application provided. I submit a pic with a pick up pitch like I`m a chick magnet.
All of sudden I'm Fonzy. They'll mention my name and Rico Suave in the say sentence. I'm going to feel like a 1965 Beatle. I can't wait! I'm going to get my bone smooched every night. Then I thought. Who's going to be doing the sloppy knobbing on my throbber. Uh oh, what type of clientele will approach my newly found gigoloness. Do I wear kinky boots to strut around in? Am I required to dye my hair green? Will my favorite word be fabulous? Do I have to buy a choker necklace and listen to Culture Club? Am I Too Sexy For My Shirt?! I think this might not be such a good idea. As these thoughts run though my head. I am relieved to read. My application has been submitted, but not posted. Then I see that my audience points towards possible female only prospectors. I am charged a small fee to prove I'm serious and not a fly by night. Well now, that's better. Only the women will be paying to be graced by my presence. That means I'll have nobody calling. Did I just go full circle? Should I continue the process and throw myself out there? What do you think?

Any female tweakers in the Los Angeles area today that want to cum to my motel and party and watch porn ??

Something from Dalila Di Capri's old site:
I am sorry to have taken so long to reply.

Ironically I am recovering from a surgery relating to some residual problems due the the original stabbing.

(I am doing just fine but I have to careful because my belly is still vulnerable to things.)

I was stabbed in the lower belly in what appeared to be a random attack in Los Angeles. A necklace was stolen and a 5 inch blade was left wiggling in my belly.

In a state of ignorance I pulled the blade out of my belly, which caused me to bleed profusely

In my case my small intestines were ruptured. This was not "safe knife play"

Now first of all I want to assure you that in a very real way I was frightened and not at all interested in dying. I did have this fantasy before the attack, but to me it was just a fantasy. I was not contemplating a glorious suicide or anything of the sort.

That being said I can say without a doubt that being stabbed in the lower belly is one of the most deliciously painful experiences imaginable.

It ached in a dull throbbing gnawing way, very much like the female orgasm. I felt the knife go through me in various layers: Some resistant, some soft and compliant.

I came multiple times during the experience, so much so that police saw to it that I was examined for signs fo rape (which did not occur.)

Eventually, I am guessing somewhere between 15 to 20 minutes after the stabbing I started to feel a very sharp slicing pain in my thighs. I was told later in the emergency room that this sensation is common for stabbing victims. That part of it was very unpleasant.

But the deep dull gut pain was absolutely delicious.

Now I too do NOT suggest this for anyone else. I do not want a bunch of Dalila fans to go out and stab themselves in the gut for real just because of what I am saying.

I am admitting that is is as sexy as many of you imagine so that you WONT do it, but instead will take my word for it and enjoy the fantasy without the various nagging health problems that come with it.

This attack BTW happened to me before I started my career as Dalila and has a great deal to do with why I make my films. I want to own what happened to me. I want to control it and turn it back into the purely sexual event that it was without the fear of dying in an untimely manner.

I am sure that most of my fear related to the fact that I was nowhere near being ready to die.

When I do die however, I can think of no sexier way to go than to have a knife shoved into my belly and sliced all the way up to my sternum so that my guts can ooze out of my body.

Perhaps the fates will arrange for such a thing.

In the meantime I act that fantasy out on film.

Baci a tutti

I wish I could find a like minded female that likes porn as much as me. Who would be willing to hang out with me and watch porn while we mutually masturbated together in Los Angeles where I live. This is a Bucket List Item for this 38 yr old male please help my dream come true however uncommon. No sex just self touching.

Are there any females in los angeles county interested  in intixicated  sexual  pleasure 

Looking for females in the Los Angeles area to party in the clouds with our friend Tina for a night or weekend of nastysex and porn ??

Check this out. I was alone last night. I got half a buzz on. Being a dude. Well, a dude like me. I'm horny all the time. So I get on the internet. Maybe I'll call one of these escort girls. There must be plenty in Los Angeles. I go on this random web-site. I'm looking at prices. Holy shit! I don't think so. Maybe an all nighter when it's my birthday or something. Anyway, now I'm curious. I start poking around. I run into the men's section. I'm looking at some of these dudes. I'm thinking. I'm way better looking than a lot of these guys. I could do that job. Shiiiiit, I'll charge the going rate similar to the man. So I fill out the application provided. I submit a pic with a pick up pitch like I`m a chick magnet.
All of sudden I'm Fonzy. They'll mention my name and Rico Suave in the say sentence. I'm going to feel like a 1965 Beatle. I can't wait! I'm going to get my bone smooched every night. Then I thought. Who's going to be doing the sloppy knobbing on my throbber. Uh oh, what type of clientele will approach my newly found gigoloness. Do I wear kinky boots to strut around in? Am I required to dye my hair green? Will my favorite word be fabulous? Do I have to buy a choker necklace and listen to Culture Club? Am I Too Sexy For My Shirt?! I think this might not be such a good idea. As these thoughts run though my head. I am relieved to read. My application has been submitted, but not posted. Then I see that my audience points towards possible female only prospectors. I am charged a small fee to prove I'm serious and not a fly by night. Well now, that's better. Only the women will be paying to be graced by my presence. That means I'll have nobody calling. Did I just go full circle? Should I continue the process and throw myself out there? What do you think?