2011 is going to be a year of major changes in our life and hopefully First Night at the Lounge will be a harbinger of an amazing year to come and not the one bright spot in an otherwise disappointing year.

 

We bought a shiny black pleather corset for ♀ to wear to the party and ♀ offered to let me wear one of her lacy white negligees (one of the few pieces of her lingerie that doesn’t require boobs to look nice). We also bought two doses of Forta for Women. Jennifer had mentioned it so we thought we’d give it a try. We weren’t expecting a new corset and a supplement to change her into a raging nympho, but we hoped it might help her tap into the sexual energy of the Lounge.

 

On Friday afternoon ♀ had a long soak in the tub. I shaved her legs, washed and conditioned her hair while we talked about how we hoped the night would unfold.  I thought she should take the Forta as we were leaving for the Lounge and in theory it would start working about the time we arrived. She thought she should take it much earlier. Her theory was that with so many people at the party it was highly unlikely that I’d be able to get wood even if we didn’t have sex before we left. So if the supplement helped her get aroused while we were still at home, we could make love and that would help her feel connected to me at the party.

 

She took the Forta and it had absolutely no affect, but we made love after I’d shaved her pubes and she was able to have a small orgasm. I did her hair, helped her into her corset and attached stockings to garters. She was going to wear shiny black pumps, but decided with so many people attending she might be spending a lot of time on her feet and the pumps are quite high so she wore her black boots. She looked gorgeous and I completely forgot to take pictures (sorry).

 

I’ve been trying for three days to capture that party with words and I just can’t do it justice. NYE parties, like Halloween are often expensive, drunken disappointments so we rarely attend such things. I think this was the best NYE party I have been to ever. Seriously, Jennifer and Jason put on a hell-of-a-show.  The food and music and energy were all spectacular. Want to hear something funny? Jennifer had put together a slide show (OK it’s probably not called that anymore, but you know what I mean) Anyway, there were a couple of hundred pictures of Jennifer and Jason and various Lounge members being their sexy-selves. Included in the set were all of ♀ pin-up photo’s and I had this WOW moment. We really are part of this amazing community. I just really felt it that night.

 

I couldn’t possibly tell you all that went on, but there are a few things that just need to be mentioned. There was a big burly man giving a flogger demonstration. He had a lazy-susan filled with various floggers/whackers/thumpers…Anyway, I remember the first time I saw Lord Batsu do caning and I was struck (hoho) with how rhythmic it was. The guy at the party took that to a whole new level. I saw for the first time, the artistry of flogging. The sight and sound of it was just mesmerizing.

 

Speaking of being mesmerized, another man gave a fire-play demonstration and it had a huge affect on ♀. I thought it looked cool (sorry, hot), but ♀ was absolutely spellbound. She really wants to try that.

 

 

The other super-duper completely unexpected and totally fanfuckingtastic thing that happened was we had our very first 3some. You will never guess who it was with. Seriously, try and guess and then click here. I bet you didn’t see that coming, did you?

 

It was after 3am when we got home and toasted in the new year. We fucked once more before we went to sleep and *pillow-talk* Amy fisted ♀ into a HUGE Big O while I was tied to a chair watching.

 

So like I said at the beginning of this post, I hope NYE is a sign of great things to come in the following year….for us and for all of you as well.

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thanks to Joel, the Blog Tech Guy we’re up and running again.

And here, as promised, are a few of Uncle M’s pin-up bondage pictures:

Cheers,

♀ & sss

Pinup-bondage is a dream come true and is dedicated to bondage as an artful and erotic form of restraint.

-Uncle M

 

♀ made Hot Chocolate Cupcakes for my nephew’s birthday yesterday. Guess what made them ‘hot’? Cayenne pepper and they were delicious. I know all you chocoholics will be saying, ‘well duh, chocolate goes with anything’,  but I had never thought of those two flavours working so well together. FYI, another unexpected, but really tasty combination is cracked black pepper on fresh strawberries. Yummy!

 

Why am I telling you this? Well, Uncle M’s combination of Pinup & Bondage has been kind of the same thing for me. I’m sure you won’t be surprised to hear that I’ve always been a big fan of Pinup; beautiful girls wearing gorgeous clothes and flashes of sexy lingerie. What’s not to love, right? I know that bondage has been an occasional theme in Pinup forever, but I never noticed any artistry in the ropes. It was more along the lines of, ”Oh, Bettie is tied up in this picture. My, she’s pretty. I love those shoes…’

 

Uncle M’s artwork is prominently displayed at the Lounge and I remember looking at them when we went to our orientation and thinking they were very good. It wasn’t until I met Uncle M in person that I started to understand just how cool his work really is. He’s passionate about his art and when you talk to him, you can’t help but to get caught up in his excitement for it.

  

He has a very nice pay website with updates twice a week, but I wanted to tell you about the two books he has available, just in time for Christmas.  Pinup Bondage  Has over 145 stunning high resolution photographs, each with a caption that tell a vivid story of the beauty of bondage. None of the attractive women shown in this book model professionally and have come to Uncle M for the simple reason they are attracted to this type of bondage art.

 

Steam Punk Bondage  has many of the same models as the pinup bondage book.  Sisi, Donita, Anna, Ravenas and Miss Morta are all featured in this all steampunk, all bondage coffee table book.  Each outfit was custom designed by Suzee666especially for the photos featured in this book.  Uncle M has taken the bondage to another level in this book with the use of a custom suspension frame designed to be hidden from the camera.  No expense was spared in creating this unique and very erotic photo presentation of Steampunk bondage art.

 

Actually, now that I think about it, Uncle M manages to combine three elements in his photos (so my opening analogy doesn’t quite do it justice); beautiful girls, gorgeous clothes and the artistry of bondage.  I’m sure you know someone who would love to find one of these books under their Christmas tree this year.

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

 

ps: Uncle M sent me some loveRly photos to add to this post, but I’m having technical issues and am unable to upload…anything right now (balderdash)

Note to self: Just because some body tries something once and says they didn’t really like it doesn’t mean they’ll never want to try it again.

 

Case in point, the Wartenberg Wheel. We bought one several months ago. I used it on ♀ once and she didn’t like it much so I never tried it again. When you consider our whole Domme/sub, Top/bottom dynamic, it makes sense that it would be something she would just use on me anyway. Another thing we only tried once was me tying her up and that didn’t work out so well either.  We do have cheap nylon straps with velcro cuffs attached to the four corners of our bed and she’s used those on me. It’s been our experience that ♀ telling me or giving me permission to Top just feels awkward and is usually not worth the effort.  But there are, apparently, exceptions…

 

As I’ve mentioned before, playing with other people puts ♀ libido into over-drive. Seriously, for days after she simply cannot get enough enough of me. I’m not complaining, but I am curious if anyone else has experienced this. Tell us all about it in the comments.

 

Anyway, if you’ve read the past three posts, you’ll know that we’ve been humping like bunnies lately. Sunday night she said she wanted something different. She didn’t want to just fuck. She wanted to connect with me. She was laying face down and naked on our bed. My plan was to stroke her with a large feather, then massage her, then make love to her…slowly and passionately.

 

I couldn’t find the damn feather and the moment was slipping away so I grabbed the WartenbergWheel and things got freaky.  I ran it all over her back and neck, down her arms and along her hands as well as her legs and feet. When the wheel was some where between her ass cheeks and inner thighs she moaned,

 

“On fuck, you’re making my twitty clitch!”

 

That could, quite possibly,  be the hottest thing anyone has ever said to me.

 

She rolled over and surprised the hell out of me when she told me to tie her up…

 

 

I spent a long time rolling the wheel over every inch of her, taking special note of the unexpected places that were very sensitive… her neck, the palm of her hand, the inside of her ankle. Eventually, her entire body became so sensitive to the wheels bite that she was thrashing and twitching and moaning and growling and saying all sorts of nasty things. That’s when I started to concentrate on the really sensitive spots…the soles of her feet, her inner thighs, the sides of her breasts.

 

Her nipples were so hard they looked painful and when I rolled the wheel over them again and again. She said that it felt like I was biting them really hard. Then I decided to get serious. I turned around and straddled her tummy and I began to roll the wheel closer and closer to her sex. When I started going along her outer lips, I needed to keep all my weight on to keep her from bucking too violently. I spread her apart and started on her inner lips and she got really loud.

 

Of course you know I had to find out what would happen if I rolled it over her clit. Believe it or not she managed to lift us both off the bed. So I did it again and yeah, again. I tried it up and down along its length and then I went back again across it. Once in a while I would look back at her and she really was out of her head. I have never seen her clit so big and inviting so I started licking it right after I’d run the wheel over it. She seemed to like that.

 

Eventually, she managed a complete sentence. “I need cock, now!”

 

So I turned around, slid forward and while still straddling her, shoved my cock in her mouth. She took to that like she was born to suck cock. I was really enjoying the feel of my cock in her throat and I did consider coming like that, but there was something else I wanted to try.

 

I slid back down and entered her cunt with one good, hard thrust. I’ve gotta admit that fucking a woman who’s hands and feet are bound and who is completely out of her skull with lust was really really hot. She tried to kiss me so I grabbed the back of her braid to hold her head down.

 

OK, I need to change gears here for just a second. One of the many differences between men and women is women are able to quantify their orgasms. What I mean is a woman  can say that this orgasm was better than that one and tell you why. Generally speaking, a man’s best orgasm was his most recent one. Having said that, the orgasm I had last Sunday night was pretty fucking spectacular.

 

Once I was done, ♀ still needed to have hers. I started fucking her with a favourite glass dildo while licking her clit, but I couldn’t quite get her off. She begged me to untie her wanking hand. I suppose a proper Dom would have said no, but I truly love watching (and hearing) her come so I set her left arm free and two minutes later she was having the mother of all orgasms. Holy-freaking-doodle the entire scene was just so unbelievably hot. All that I just described took about 90 minutes and it could quite possibly be the most intense sexual experience of my life.

 

We’ve been talking about it and ♀ seems to think part of what made it so hot was that I was really the Top and she’s asked a couple of times if I thought I could do it again. I’m not really sure. Certainly from the time we started exploring ‘sissy’, I’ve thought of myself as all submissive all the time. I don’t know if I could learn to turn the ‘Dom’ on at will or not.

I think ♀ would sure like it.

 

HHNT

♀ & sss

Virgin: adjective without experience of; not previously exposed to:

 

We attended the inaugural Virgin party at the Lounge this past weekend. There was a good mix of newbies attending their first play-party and veterans trolling for fresh meat.

 

 

Now that Jennifer has wiped her breakfast off the screen… I was kidding. It wasn’t like that at all. Though I am curious as to when exactly we became ‘experienced Lounge members’? It really wasn’t all that long ago that those looks of nervous anticipation were on our faces and it was us asking all those questions. It was kinda strange though because we still have lots of unpopped cherries and lots to learn about ‘us’ as individuals and ‘us’ as a couple and where we fit in the lifestyle and how best to negotiate play and keep ‘us’ safe….

 

Anyway, about the night…♀ wore a black mesh body-suit with the killer red shoes we bought in Vegas. She looked amazing and received many nice compliments. My favourite was the woman who looked at her shoes and said, “those shoes are sex.”

I wore the white baby doll and jacket we bought in Vegas with frilly white panties and adorable white sockettes with ruffles and little black bows at the heels. I have a very common first name and Jennifer told me a couple of people had referred to me as ‘lingerie  ****’.  That’s not quite a descriptive as ‘sissy ****’, but still, it made me smile. Oh and as lingerie **** I was the go-to-guy for reattaching sprung garter straps.

 

Pin-up bondage master Uncle M was there tying up a few lucky ladies. He has a funny place in the Lounge. He goes to most Deviant Dinings and Exploratoriums. He helps out  a lot with work on the space and lots of his artwork is displayed. So in that way he’s very active, but he’s very proud of the fact that he’s the one Lounge member who Jennifer has never seen naked and never will. This was the first time we’d ever seen him at an event where actual sex was a distinct possibility. There were several shameless hussies who tried to tease and torment him, but he seemed to take it all in stride.

 

A bondage master doesn’t untie the ropes and Uncle M didn’t have an assistant with him that night so women had to seek out volunteers to undo them. I still owed a friend a favour from last weeks Sultry and was supposed to do her untying, but unfortunately when she was ready to get untied (her hands were going numb) ♀ & I were in the back getting *busy*.

 

♀ sorta kinda helped untie another woman…well she freed one of her boobs to expose more flesh for me to use the Wartenberg Wheel on. She really really liked the wheel.

 

We had sex twice and I was even able to come once. We hadn’t had sex in a couple of days and no one else was around us when I came so I don’t really think it was a break through, but it was nice. Both times we fucked, a different man joined us near the end to play with her breasts while I licked and fingered her to long and loud big O’s.

 

So we didn’t get to pop any cherries, BUT…and this is an important ‘but’…♀ did decide she was ready to get her ‘girl-cherry’ popped. The problem was by the time she decided, the woman she wanted to lose it to was *busy* so we got *busy* for the second time and after that we were all too drained to get *busy* again. Still, that’s definitely something to look forward to.

 

All and all it was a good time, but the best part of the night happened after we got home. Even though it was 2 am, we had a shower, lit some candles, put on some soft music and had a long passionate love-making session. The Lounge is lots of fun, but it’s just ‘play’. Making love with ♀ is what is real and special and ours alone. That’s something you can’t really explain to people. It’s something the new Lounge members need to learn for themselves.

 

Another thing that can’t be explained is this…

 

 

Jennifer, you totally rock!

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

We played with Lord Batsu for the second time this past weekend. As I mentioned before he had a very imaginative idea for what he wanted to have happen, but he wouldn’t tell us what it was. He sent us attire instructions that we were to keep hidden from each other. It was tough to do, but I’m so glad we did.

 

He’d been looking at my Fetlife page to get ideas (this was before ♀ came up with Okusan Bitch) and the only picture I had posted there was this…

I use it pretty much anytime I’m asked for a profile picture. Oh, and to the anonymous commenters who keep leaving nasty messages about copyright infringement…the artists name is Dave Bathgate and I have his written permission to use this image so piss off.

 

Anyway, Lord Batsu had the brilliant idea to recreate this cartoon with real people. Cool idea, right. Lady Batsu was originally supposed to be taking the pictures, but unfortunately was really sick.  So Lord Batsu had to use the timer. It was a challenge, but this is what he finally came up with…

 

 

 

Playtime was allowed to start after Lord Batsu got the picture. First I noticed how big Okusan Bitch’s strap-on was…

 

 

I tried to take it in my mouth…

 

 

Then the panties came off…

 

 

Then Lord Batsu gave her a lesson on how to use a flogger…

 

 

Pinching after flogging…hurts…

 

 

But not nearly as much as trying to take that big strap-on up the ass…

 

 

She did manage to get about a third of it in, but that’s all I could do. She says she’s going to buy a big one for ourselves so I can practise.

“oh goody”, says I, somewhat apprehensively.

 

HHNT

♀ & sss

In one of the previous posts about our first cuckolding scene I said that the reason the scene worked so well is because all three of us bought into our roles. That was only a half-truth. The reason ♀ & I were able to get so into the scene was because Lord Batsu had a very good grasp of what our triggers were. Considering he had never been in a scene like that and ♀ didn’t have a Fetlife page yet and my Fetlife page really didn’t have anything on it, he did an amazing job of nailing it.

 

We’ve been talking about how other scenes with other people could possibly measure up. ♀ said she knows that not all encounters will be as successful as this one was, but now that we know how great it can be we have something to aim for.  Also, as we gain experience I think we’ll get a better sense of who will make a good play-mate and have the confidence to orchestrate  scenes ourselves.

 

Our friend C emailed me with some questions. She wanted to know how the scene actually got started and was it awkward at all. Well, before we went out to the workshop/play-space we all got changed into the appropriate attire…♀ was in the new lingerie I bought her, I was wearing pretty knickers and I think Lord Batsu was wearing tight bicycle shorts and a leather vest. He talked to us about getting into character and staying in character during the entire scene.

 

First I was strapped to an office chair, then Lord Batsu gave Okusan Bitch a cup of ice to torment me with while he got everything set up. When he was ready he used a flogger on us for a bit and then He took Okusan Bitch in his arms and they started making out. From where I was sitting it didn’t look awkward at all. She went down on both of us for awhile (that was very hot) then He put her up on the gyno-table and that’s where she spent the rest of the scene.

 

C  also wanted to know how many orgasms Lord Batsu had. Well, Okusan Bitch was the only person to have any orgasms during the actual scene, but she probably had enough for all three of us plus one or two extra for lbj. I can already hear C saying ‘hmmm, how does that work?’

I think there needs to be some mystery, but if you read the previous posts really carefully you’ll be able to figure it out.

 

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

I am getting very frustrated trying to write this post. I’ve had writers block before, but it’s usually because I can’t think of something to write about or if it’s fiction, what happens next in the story. I know exactly what I want to write about here…I want to chronicle our very first play-date, our very first cuckolding scene, but none of my attempts measure up to the spectacularness of the event.

 

Saturday was a beautiful sunshiny day. The drive down was easy. We were in the border lineup for less then an hour.  Casa del Rudy was lovey and peaceful. We’d only had a couple of short conversations with Lord Batsu at the Lounge and the only things we knew about his wife were what we’d read on her Fetlife page.  It could have been a little awkward…they didn’t know us and there we were spending the weekend, but we seemed to hit it off right away. We sat on their patio with the birds chirping all around us and talked for hours just like we were old friends. Of course there was talk of the kinky lifestyle, but we also talked about lots of other things as well. In fact if we only knew them in the vanilla world I think they are a couple we’d like to hang out with.

 

Before dinner LB gave us a tour of his workshop/play space. It’s huge and needs work (they’ve only been there a few months), but he’s got big plans and from what we learned about him I’m sure it’ll end up exactly like he has pictured in his head. After dinner we moved inside and LB gave us the house tour. I swear there are sex toys tucked away in closets and drawers of every single room of that house.  He even makes toys including a variety of ingenious fucking machines.  I doubt that ♀ will ever be able to walk through the power tool section of a hardware store again without her panties getting wet.

 

We chatted for awhile longer and LBJ was obviously getting tired. I wondered if there was going to any play happening at all. LB said he was going to tuck his lovely wife into bed and have a shower and if we wanted to play we could do so then. ♀ got changed into her sexy new lingerie and I braided her hair. Then the three of us went out to the shop. Lord Batsu told us this would be the first playing that he’d done out there. We didn’t find out until after that it was also his first cuckolding scene, though you never would have guessed that.

 

This is the part of the post I’ve been struggling with. The scene lasted for about three hours and there aren’t enough adjectives to describe how amazing and intense the experience was. After I was tied-up, teased and tormented for awhile, Lord Batsu fucked ♀ repeatedly while she was up on a gyno-table. She’s not really multi-orgasmic, but she did have several very powerful orgasms including one near the end that I gave her with my tongue while Lord Batsu made out with her and played with her breasts. I spent most of the scene strapped to an office chair, but Lord Batsu made sure I was very much involved. He wheeled the chair around to give me a better view, he taunted me, he talked to ♀ about her sissy husband, he winked at me while he was fucking her, he made her his bitch…

 

You see…none of that really does it justice. Lord Batsu took pictures (61 in total) during the scene and immediately afterwards and if we lived in more enlightened times, I’d post those so you could get a sense of what it was like. I’ve been looking at those pictures quite a bit since we’ve been home. LB is a good photographer and the very sexual pics are sexy as hell, but the pictures that I really love are the ones taken at the very end. You can see how connected ♀ & I are. I can’t really explain how another man fucking my wife has made us closer then ever, but this past week I’ve been so filled with love for her it feels like I’m going to burst.

 

Thank you LB & LBJ for an amazing time. We’re looking forward to our next visit (Oct 2).

♀ & sss

♀ got a text message from the 6 week old grandbaby the morning of Deviant Dining, ‘I miss you Grandma. Come to my house for a BBQ tonight.’  In case you were wondering, we were going to take sweet & sour pork with fresh pineapple to the Lounge.

 

However, we did make it to our 3rd (or 4th?) Exploratorium the following night. After we’d checked in, Jennifer took us aside to talk about the Jack & Jill post I wrote last week. She didn’t slap the back of my head, but she did say that negotiations to play were happening all the time, but it’s almost always more subtle than someone coming up and saying, ‘wanna fuck?’  She said that there had definitely been overtures towards us.

♀ said, “well, maybe.”

Jennifer said, “No. Not ‘well maybe.’” She’s been doing this a long time and she knew for a fact that lots of people had shown interest, especially in ♀.  She told us not to get discouraged, that as we get more experienced we’ll pick up on those cues and that’ll lead to more open flirting and that’ll lead to…where ever.

 

After Jennifer’s pep talk we checked out the list of the available stations. ♀ picked out two for each of us (to start) and told me to sign us up while she hung out in the social area. Do you remember me telling you that ♀ had tried caning a few months ago? Well, the big and beefy Lord Batsu was there with his sticks. I reintroduced myself and told him ♀ was looking forward to getting caned again. I also told him that it would be a good thing for all concerned if he became more…familiar with her. He said he thought that sounded like a good idea and he strode off to get her. Less then a minute later he was walking back to his booth, ♀ was skipping (seriously) behind him and all her clothes were falling off. I sat behind them to watch the 15 minute session. It was hard to tell if the caning was any more intense than the last time, but when he switched sizes and rubbed baby powder on her he’d stroke the sides of her breasts and down the crack of her ass and her inner thighs. When the session was over and she stood up they shared a long embrace and he kissed her.

 

She put her skirt and top back on (no bra or panties) and came back to me, glowing. Lord Batsu caught my eye and gave me the thumbs up.

“Did you enjoy that?”

“Hell, yes.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t spread your legs more.”

“I didn’t want him to smell how horny he was making me.”

 

Uncle M came over to talk to us. He wanted to tie up ♀. She told him she hadn’t recovered from the torn rotator cuff.  She asked if he could tie her without putting strain on her shoulder (it’s only about 50%). Uncle M told her to wait there, he’d bring his ropes to her. While she was getting tied I went over to talk to Lord Batsu. He hasn’t read our blog so I told him about us, where we’re at in our development and the direction we think we might like to go in…specifically cuckolding. On one level  all that really matters is Her attraction to a prospective Bull, but Lord Batsu seemed to understand that my comfort level is important as well. Even if it’s way below the surface. We had a very good 10 minute conversation not just about ♀ & I, but who he is and his experience and how he could help us move forward.

 

Our talk was cut short when Uncle M came over to tell Lord Batsu there was a ‘Damsal in Distress’ at the next table. ♀ hands and ankles were bound and joined. If she’d tried to stand up, she’d have been hunched over, but just sitting there she looked quite comfortable. Lord Batsu went over to her, laid her on her back and pulled her top down exposing her breasts. He spent the next 10 minutes  squeezing her breasts, pinching, licking sucking her nipples. He slid his hand as far up her inner thighs as the rope would allow.  He lifted her up with the rope in one hand and spanked her ass hard with the other. When he was done he sat her up, left her breasts exposed and told her not to move. He wanted to be able to see her while he was caning the next person.

 

I brought her some water and a snack and sat next to her on the table. Half naked, glowing, excited, enthusiastic…all made ♀ very approachable. Lots of men and women were stopping by or hanging around where she was. Even my obtuse self I could see there were lots of opportunities to flirt or put out feelers for another time.

 

Lord Batsu finished his caning session, walked up and told (not asked) that he was going to fondle my wife. I stayed sitting right besides her, he went behind and grabbed a breast in each of his big hands and started playing with them again. He nibbled on her neck and I don’t know about him, but I could sure smell how horny she was.

 

The guy doing the Mummification booth came over and said I was up next. I hadn’t signed up for that. I told him it was much to warm to get wrapped in plastic. ♀ said maybe I’d sweat off some of my Buddha belly, so off I went. Sir Stephen wrapped me from my shoulders to my ankles in shrink wrap. He was just putting ice down my back and front when ♀ (now untied) and her new best friend came over to join the fun. Sir Stephen and Lord Batsu laid me on my back and ♀ started pinching all my sensitive spots, then she tickled my feet. They rolled me over and Lord Batsu gave  her an impromptu lesson on how how to use some of his toys on my backside while (I assume) he resumed playing with her breasts.

 

By the time Sir Stephen cut me free I truly was a sweaty sissy. ♀ was at Jennifer’s booth about to get introduced to Cupping. If you’re not familiar with this, it’s cups in various sizes that are placed on the skin and then the air is sucked out. Picture a really intense hickey. Apparently if it’s done on the clit it can get big enough to fuck with like a little cock. Jennifer concentrated on ♀ breasts. Her nipples can get very sensitive. So much so that sometimes even wearing a bra hurts. I was surprised that she could take it as long as she did. Lord Batsu came over and helped Jennifer pull them off. Then he grabbed her nipples and pulled them hard. If she’d been wearing panties…she’d have creamed them.

 

Then it was my turn to get cupped. ♀ is rough with my nipples so I enjoyed those being cupped. The end of my penis wasn’t as unpleasant as when she zapped it with electricity at our first Exploratorium, but holy-mother-of-god when she cupped one of my balls…fuck that hurt.

 

Next, ♀ wanted Lisa to slap me around for a while. I think her booth was called ‘Crops & Bats’.  She used a variety of owwwy things on my chest, inner-thighs, shoulders, back, and ass while ♀ watched. The most painful thing she used was called the Dragons Tongue (I think) it was this tiny little thing and ♀ said later it didn’t even look like Lisa was using much force with it, but wow…it really had a bite to it.

 

Once she was done and her handi-work had been admired the three of us had a really nice chat. I hadn’t realized that Uncle M’s assistant for the evening (Bondage Masters don’t untie the ropes) was Lisa`s husband. So we talked about their relationship and where kink fits for them. We also talked about how ♀ is a Top out of necessity. She sometimes gives me permission to top, but that’s not really the same thing. When we joined the Lounge bottoming wasn’t even on the radar for ♀, but she admitted that she’s enjoyed some of what she’s tried.

 

We watched a few more people get used and abused before things wrapped up for the night. ♀ made a point of being next to me at the end. We held each other, touched, kissed, reconnected. It was all good. I’ll write a post for Half-Nekkid Thursday this week and talk about what we’ve been talking about since Exploratorium.

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

 

ps: we donated a toilet paper holder to the Lounge, but it’s not quite as stylish as this one.

Well, we did it. We went to our very first Play Party.  Before I tell you all about it, I must admit this wasn’t the event we had planned on for being our first. Originally we had wanted to go to a couples only play party or maybe Sultry at the bath-house. Our thought was that with an equal mix of players there would be less pressure to include anyone else if we weren’t ready. Yes we’d taken the Play-Party Etiquette class, but that’s just theory and until we have some experience…it was a little intimidating.

 

I think ♀ pictured a big orgy and if there were way more men than women, there would be a lot of I’m-horny-and why-the fuck-are you here-if you’re-not-going-to let-us-join-you? I told her Jennifer probably tries to tweak the guest list to avoid that. I also reminded her Jennifer isn’t going to put up with any bullshit.

 

I know I come across like the eager one pushing ♀ to stretch her boundaries, but seriously I can’t even pee in public how the hell would I be able to fuck in public?  I mentioned that to ♀ and she assured me that nobody at the Lounge wanted to see me pee.

 

When we went to Deviant Dining on Thursday night Jennifer seemed really pleased that we were finally going to come to something more adventurous and several of the people we talked to that night were planning on coming on Saturday as well. We spent the week nervous and excited. It wasn’t by design, but we didn’t have much sex during the week as we usualy do. We went for pedicures on Friday. I got my nails done a red to match the baby-doll I was planning on wearing and ♀ got hers done a dark purple even though the baby-doll she was going to wear was green.

 

Saturday afternoon was all about shaving. I did her legs, pits and pubes as well as my own pits, legs and face. Then ♀ took the blade to my scalp for the first time of the year. We talked a lot (not just on Saturday, but all week) about what we each expected from each other as well as from the event. We talked about what we might be willing to try and what we absolutely wouldn’t be up for. We also recognized that things could change in the heat of the moment and how we would deal with that. We agreed that we would need to have conversations like this before each and every event.

 

I think there was about 20 people attending…a few couples, the rest singles, but after everyone arrived it was probably close to 50/50 men and women. I think we’d talked to about half of the people there at other functions. There was a wide range of sexy attire. The lights and music were low. People mingled and made small talk. My reading  Thursday night proved to be a great ice-breaker. The atmosphere seemed really casual. Everyone was very friendly and nobody was pushy.

 

There’s a group of couches near the kitchen where people tend to congregate and socialize. We hung out there for awhile then wandered around the rest of the facility to see what was set up. Nobody else was getting busy yet so we picked a bed and started making out. ♀ was definitely taking charge. She said she just wanted some fore-play to get into a sexy mood. She got excited really fast, but I had a tough time focusing. Fortunately, we’d brought along her glass dildo and a bullet vibrator and I used those to give ♀ her first big O. Seeing and hearing her come got me excited enough to fuck, but I was still distracted and my orgasm came quickly. She wasn’t done yet so I gave her a second orgasm.

 

People watched us from a distance, but nobody came very close to us while we were fucking. I think I was expecting on-lookers to be right up close and lots of people asking if they could join us. The way things unfolded was probably the best thing for our first time, but it surprised me. We probably missed lots of subtle (and maybe not so subtle) cues, but I’m certain we’ll get better at that. And with experience hopefully we’ll have a better sense of what we want and have the confidence to seek that out.

 

Not everyone played, but there was still lots to see and hear. There was a Sybian set up next to the bed we were on and we watched a woman ride it while she made out with another woman. Jennifer flogged a woman then gave her an orgasm. Minutes later she was fisting another girl to a loud, long, wet orgasm. There was a slave in a cage, some bondage,  a 3-some, a 4-some, some quickies and some long passionate sessions.

 

The massage girl had her table set up and later in the evening I talked ♀ into going for a massage. Things seemed to be winding down and I was sort of caught up in the conversation around the couches so I didn’t go with ♀, but I probably should have. She told me later that the massage got her really horny again and if I’d been there she would have let me (and maybe even the massage girl) give her another big O. Doh!

 

And what was interesting enough to keep me from such an experience? Well, we were discussing the merits of inserting an orange into a drunk man’s butt to keep his cat from attacking his junk after he’d passed out.

 

We’d had a late lunch and just a snack before we went to the Lounge. Jennifer had a big fruit platter and some sweets out, but by 1am we were darn hungry so we stopped on the way home for something to eat. It was almost 3am by the time we got to bed and can you believe it? ♀ was still horny! Yippee!

 

Sunday we talked a lot about what we liked, what we’d do differently next time, who might have been interested in us (if we’d been more observant), who we might have asked to play if we’d been more confident…

 

We know that every event is different, but ♀ did say if she’d known it was going to be that laid back she probably would have agreed to go to something months ago. Jennifer and Jason are going to be gone the rest of the month, but we’re already looking at the June calendar to see what we might like to do next.

 

 

Cheers,

♀ & sss

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