Monday, July 25, 2005
GOD, NO, ANOTHER SEX PARTY? (Part 6)
The mattresses are all occupied except the one nearest the aisle. Two sets of couples are playing in the far corner. The women actually look like they are playing together, but in the jumble of limbs and the soft lighting it is hard to tell. I am not getting my hopes up though for finding fetching fellow females I can play with. This IS a relentlessly heterosexual night out. I toss in the towel on that one. And that makes sense, no? Since I am about to play with the Towel Guy.
But R seems like he's running out of steam. I am still stroking his dick. I ask if he wants me to suck it, but he seems not too interested in putting a condom on. A no-no. So back to the hand.
I am starting to remember what my partner D told me recently, about guys with large members. Sometimes it takes a while to fill the tank, if you catch my drift. Especially in an older guy, as R obviously is.
I am running out of tricks. I ask R if he wants me to give him a full body massage, using my body. He likes the thought of that, and rolls over onto his stomach.
I get on top of him, and slowly rub my body around on his. I wish I had eyes in the back of my head, I would love to see this in the mirror. At least the folks in the aisle watching are getting a sensuous show, I hope. I would love someone to videotape us, but that simply isn't done at any of the parties.
As I am doing this, I find myself honing in on R's tailbone. Being he's a somewhat lean type, I can actually find his tailbone. And it is certainly finding me. Before I know it, I am slowly grinding my pubic area on top of that tailbone.
TO BE CONTINUED
But R seems like he's running out of steam. I am still stroking his dick. I ask if he wants me to suck it, but he seems not too interested in putting a condom on. A no-no. So back to the hand.
I am starting to remember what my partner D told me recently, about guys with large members. Sometimes it takes a while to fill the tank, if you catch my drift. Especially in an older guy, as R obviously is.
I am running out of tricks. I ask R if he wants me to give him a full body massage, using my body. He likes the thought of that, and rolls over onto his stomach.
I get on top of him, and slowly rub my body around on his. I wish I had eyes in the back of my head, I would love to see this in the mirror. At least the folks in the aisle watching are getting a sensuous show, I hope. I would love someone to videotape us, but that simply isn't done at any of the parties.
As I am doing this, I find myself honing in on R's tailbone. Being he's a somewhat lean type, I can actually find his tailbone. And it is certainly finding me. Before I know it, I am slowly grinding my pubic area on top of that tailbone.
TO BE CONTINUED
