Thursday, December 15, 2005
A Perfect Sex Party (Pt.2)
This column continues describing the best sex party I have attended yet, in the north bay area this past November.
Having left my bickering couple, I wander my way down to the dining area. The food is great, and there is plenty of it. This is a crowd that has a huge appetite, for food and sex it would appear. As I nibble away, I start talking with an older guy, B.
"How's it going for you," he inquires. I tell him my tales of the evening. He is amused, and ready to take me on. "Well, I'd like a shot at getting you off," he says.
Off we go to the small room off the middle landing of the staircase. A delectable asian girl and her white boyfriend are going at it on the other futon in the room. "I've been eyeing this woman for a while," he says to me. "And now I've got her." And so you have, I think to myself. She ain't going anywhere anytime soon. Nor should she. She is absolutely fetching, with a cute little fetish outfit complete with black motorcycle cap.
There are three Asian girls here tonight, and they are the hottest things here, female-wise.
Before playing with B, I pop into the bathroom for a quick rinse off. Towels, soap and other bath supplies are generous here, and players are encouraged to wash along the route.
B proves the charm for me on this night, as he gets me off by going down on me. Let me add here that women, especially gay women, like to make fun of guys when they try this. The opinion seems to be that men know little or nothing at all about muff diving. Probably gay boys say the same thing about straight women sucking dick.
In the interests of fair play, I have to say this is not the case in my life, at all. Most men I have found love giving head, and with a little guidance they can get to be quite good at it. I don't hold the assumption that, just because a chick is a chick, she automatically knows her way around my local fun spot. Everybody needs training is my view, because everybody is capable. Some are just more capable than others.
Once he's finished that task, B puts on a condom and starts fucking me. He's at it a while before he realizes he's worn himself out on this night. He's already come once in another "scene." His eyes are just bigger than his capacity at this point. With a sigh, we break it off, laughing, we've both had a good time.
During the evening there is a BDSM introductory session in the mini-dungeon they have constructed in a downstairs room. The hottest of the three asian girls is there, she is the assistant "sub" to the guy who's running this demo.
I volunteer my thin white ass to the proceedings. Maybe now I can find out how you're supposed to whip someone who is really lean, like I am. You can count my ribs sort of leanness. I voice my concerns to the hot asian girl, I especially want her to whip me. She reassures me that my concerns are also hers. Her name is R. Must be a nickname. Actually she looks almost exactly like Michelle Yeoh, the older asian woman in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Yum yum. I wish my partner D were here to witness this. He'll hear all the gory details of course, but he would love to see this in person.
My asian girl is quite accomplished, she demonstrates to the people watching where to hit me (stay away from the kidney regions). It feels interesting, because she varies the pace, changes the force of the blows, sometimes puts a hand on me instead of the flog. It's a uniquely flowing experience that actually feels quite stimulating. The keenest part of the experience was in anticipating the next blow. You're there, you're hovering on the edge, waiting. And then it comes.
I thank her profusely. Next morning, we trade email addresses. Among her other occupations, R paints wild designs onto blue jeans. She's wearing a pair of them at the post-party brunch. I should have asked her if flogging people helps her pay more bills.
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Having left my bickering couple, I wander my way down to the dining area. The food is great, and there is plenty of it. This is a crowd that has a huge appetite, for food and sex it would appear. As I nibble away, I start talking with an older guy, B.
"How's it going for you," he inquires. I tell him my tales of the evening. He is amused, and ready to take me on. "Well, I'd like a shot at getting you off," he says.
Off we go to the small room off the middle landing of the staircase. A delectable asian girl and her white boyfriend are going at it on the other futon in the room. "I've been eyeing this woman for a while," he says to me. "And now I've got her." And so you have, I think to myself. She ain't going anywhere anytime soon. Nor should she. She is absolutely fetching, with a cute little fetish outfit complete with black motorcycle cap.
There are three Asian girls here tonight, and they are the hottest things here, female-wise.
Before playing with B, I pop into the bathroom for a quick rinse off. Towels, soap and other bath supplies are generous here, and players are encouraged to wash along the route.
B proves the charm for me on this night, as he gets me off by going down on me. Let me add here that women, especially gay women, like to make fun of guys when they try this. The opinion seems to be that men know little or nothing at all about muff diving. Probably gay boys say the same thing about straight women sucking dick.
In the interests of fair play, I have to say this is not the case in my life, at all. Most men I have found love giving head, and with a little guidance they can get to be quite good at it. I don't hold the assumption that, just because a chick is a chick, she automatically knows her way around my local fun spot. Everybody needs training is my view, because everybody is capable. Some are just more capable than others.
Once he's finished that task, B puts on a condom and starts fucking me. He's at it a while before he realizes he's worn himself out on this night. He's already come once in another "scene." His eyes are just bigger than his capacity at this point. With a sigh, we break it off, laughing, we've both had a good time.
During the evening there is a BDSM introductory session in the mini-dungeon they have constructed in a downstairs room. The hottest of the three asian girls is there, she is the assistant "sub" to the guy who's running this demo.
I volunteer my thin white ass to the proceedings. Maybe now I can find out how you're supposed to whip someone who is really lean, like I am. You can count my ribs sort of leanness. I voice my concerns to the hot asian girl, I especially want her to whip me. She reassures me that my concerns are also hers. Her name is R. Must be a nickname. Actually she looks almost exactly like Michelle Yeoh, the older asian woman in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Yum yum. I wish my partner D were here to witness this. He'll hear all the gory details of course, but he would love to see this in person.
My asian girl is quite accomplished, she demonstrates to the people watching where to hit me (stay away from the kidney regions). It feels interesting, because she varies the pace, changes the force of the blows, sometimes puts a hand on me instead of the flog. It's a uniquely flowing experience that actually feels quite stimulating. The keenest part of the experience was in anticipating the next blow. You're there, you're hovering on the edge, waiting. And then it comes.
I thank her profusely. Next morning, we trade email addresses. Among her other occupations, R paints wild designs onto blue jeans. She's wearing a pair of them at the post-party brunch. I should have asked her if flogging people helps her pay more bills.
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Many years ago, my wife found that the diffidence and reserve many women develop socially made them lousy lovers in bed. She often wished for a woman who had a man's aggressiveness, someone who wouldn't lie there limp and waiting.
Generalizations about one gender or another making "better" lovers is like saying Japanese food is "better" than Thai. As you point out, we're all different, and we all need schooling to know what gets another person off.
Generalizations about one gender or another making "better" lovers is like saying Japanese food is "better" than Thai. As you point out, we're all different, and we all need schooling to know what gets another person off.
Hi Tom,
Thanks for your comments. We like to say those women who are more aggressive are showing lots of "butch energy," I like that phrase. And yes, play parties are great because they DO rework your mind, women can become different in that atmosphere.
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Thanks for your comments. We like to say those women who are more aggressive are showing lots of "butch energy," I like that phrase. And yes, play parties are great because they DO rework your mind, women can become different in that atmosphere.
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