Posts Tagged ‘craigslist’


I <3 Craigslist

October 8, 2008


It’s how I met Rae who subsequently introduced me to that glorious gif.


Craigslist Date, SMB Summer Masquerade: Success

September 21, 2008

I’ve gotten very adventurous in my online dating schemes lately – some people might call that desperation, whatever – the most recent conduit’s been craigslist. I figure if it can find me a place to live and my first internship, craigslist must be good enough as a dating resource.

In a story of just supreme success, the craigslist contact who we’ll call Rae and I made a date for early Saturday evening, some drinks and some chatting. A lovely time. Unlike most dates where the awkward tension produces some of the most tedious chit-chat, the conversation went from zero to sex in less than an hour. We laughed and carried on and likely made spectacles of ourselves at the bar – all signs of a good date in the making. At some point, Rae mentioned that the date had to end at 8 because she was going to the Fetish Masquerade ball hosted by Bound on U Street. I had a bad experience last time I went but the fact that I lept at the chance to go with her when she offered says a lot about how splendid her company was. We then proceeded to the usual Dupont Circle sex stops – The Leather Rack and The Pleasure Place – to find me a mask (unsuccessful) and her a collar (very successful).

After a quick change of clothes and a few phone calls, I met up with Rae and her roommate to go to the ball. I lent her my cuffs and leash (thanks to the Maryland RennFest!). Through a series of exasperating mishaps and wrong turns we all made it in just in time for a pyro performance. What a gorgeous sight the whole place was: the crowd was mostly attractive donned in masks and all kinds of costumes (I saw Marie Antoinette and a spartan). With Rae on the leash, we made our way straight to the violet wand area where I was given a quick lesson and Rae promptly received the stingy, ozone-fragranced fruits of my education. She may have made the mistake of telling me her most sensitive spots before I had the wand in hand. There was indeed something devilishly exciting about harnessing the very power of Zeus to extract all sorts of squirms and moans from her. We were starting to draw a crowd. The next stop was the St. Andrew’s Cross, the one constant in all these crazy BDSM events I’ve been to. Being without equipment, I relinquished Rae’s ass to some of the better equipped Doms, who went above and beyond to make her first experience on the cross a memorable one. At one point, the safe word got out – I was actually happy to hear her use it. Aside from that, I had the chance to catch up with old friends and meet new ones, some less welcome than others. Rae was terribly gregarious and an entertaining dancer; we had a spectacular time.

Eventually we left and I went to spend the night with her which included a McDonald’s feast and watching Secretary in our jammies; she came out on the other side of that night with a fantastic number of marks/bruises. AND we got motherfuckin IHOPs for brunch! THIS WAS A FIRST DATE. Just jawesome. Great Saturday night.