On Call
Copyright© 2026 by Michael Fields
Layla
Erotica Sex Story: Layla - A hunky man makes his living servicing women until he finds one who is more than he bargained for.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Rape Heterosexual Fiction True Story Spanking Interracial Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Small Breasts Prostitution
I’m having coffee on the back porch actually thinking about Mrs. Jefferson, the first black woman I fucked while watching Shell sweep off her back patio. Mrs. was attractive but not like this. Shell is about as perfect as I have ever seen. I’m totally hypnotized by her. She sees me, smiles and waves before going back to sweeping. I want to see so much more of her.
Shell was done with her chore and I go in to check The Schedule. There is an instant message.
“My name is Layla. Sheila Atwood gave me the password. Before I pay for an appointment, she said you are up for anything?”
“What do you have in mind?”
Nothing for a few minutes then “Rape me.”
“WHAT??!!!”
“I want you to be rough with me and force yourself on me.”
“I’ll get back to you.”
I send Sheila a message.
“How well do you know Layla?”
“Very well. Known her for years. Why?”
“She is requesting something very odd.”
“Good for her! I told her to fulfill her fantasies. I will vouch for her.”
“Ok thanks.”
Back to Layla.
“Okay but double price.”
“That’s fine. I will leave my address. I don’t want to know when it’s coming. I want to be totally shocked when you assault me.”
“One condition. We need a safe word. If you change your mind or if you want to stop say “Fourth of July” and I willl stop immediately. If I don’t hear those words I will assume to keep going.”
“Deal! I will book now. Remember I want no advance notice. I have to be completely shocked to make it more exciting.”
“I understand.”
She finalizes the appointment and I decide to wait at least a few days to make her relax before being shocked.
I actually had a quiet couple days. One woman made an appointment for a quick fuck while her husband played golf but otherwise quiet.
Shell called in a panic. “I’m sorry to bother you but my toilet is spraying water. What do I do?”
“Relax I’m on my way.”
I run over and Shell opens the door. “Thank you I didn’t know who else to call.”
“No problem let’s take a look.” I lift the tank lid of the toilet and see the problem. After the water supply is shut off “there’s a broken piece. Easy to fix. I’ll run to the hardware store and have you fixed in no time.”
“Thanks Steve, your a life saver.”
I bought the $20 part and had the job done. Shell reached for her purse.
“What do I owe you?”
“Nothing, my pleasure.”
“I have to given you something for your trouble.”
“Have dinner with me.”
“Sure, can I bring anything?”
“No I mean let me take you out to dinner.”
“Like ... a date.”
“Yes a date.”
“Oh ... I don’t know.”
I knew she was probably thinking about her husband.
“No pressure. I like you and would like to see more of you. If you change your mind the invitation is always open.”
I turned to leave. As I reach for the door handle Shell says “yes.”
“Really?”
“Yes I’ll have dinner with you.”
“Great. Sunday night? Pick you up at 7:00?”
“I’ll be ready. And thanks for the repair.”
I park the Jag three houses down and check out Layla’s house. It’s getting dark out so I creep around the house looking into windows. The back door is open with just a screen door to stop me.
Quietly the screen door opens and I hear a TV.
Shi! I hear footsteps coming towards the kitchen so I hide in the mud room. Layla carries a plate and puts it in the sink, gets a bottle of water from the fridge and heads back to the living room. She’s cute! Slender wearing comfy sweat shorts and tshirt, lounging around the house outfit.
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