Strike one: We get too hot just talking about going.
Our first sex party together! We spend the morning in bed,
talking about our desires and needs. More turns to afternoon. We also make some
rules, like limiting our oral sex partners, since that is generally
unprotected. And making sure to have a conversation about status before
fucking. Then we get into our DESIRES. K’s absolute top ten favorite word.
That’s when it all goes downhill. Some desires: asshole licking, spanking, anal
plugs, double pen, chocolate fondue eating (hey, food desires always have a
place with sex desires), trains, baths (not showers), being watched, watching
each other, slavery, midgets in a cage, jello, fire-play, two girls and a guy,
two guys and a girl (numbers negotiable), the French rugby team from that
calendar… We literally couldn’t hold off. We’re like “oh. Nice ideas. That’s a
wet pussy/hard cock. Ok, yeah, we should wait til later and save it for the
party….” And we’re fucking. For like two days.
Strike two: Motha fuckin DRESS CODE. And we are, shall we
say, fashionable in more of a couture
way…
Will H and K ever get into the Sex Party??????
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