Posts Tagged ‘Threesome’

h1

Lazy, Sexy Weekend: Now with Burlesque!

October 26, 2008

M came down Friday night and we slept well into the next afternoon. Serious laziness – it’s the kind that actually leaves you exhausted from doing absolutely nothing for hours at a time. So, it was no surprise when Rae showed up to meet M and I was nearly too tired to go out for the night. But Rae convinced me to go to Palace of Wonders to see a burlesque show and have a couple drinks.

Anyone in the DC area ought to check this place out – it’s in a shady part of town but it’s very much a old-school carnival themed bar/venue complete with freak show attractions, popcorn, the pinstriped curtains. We got there and had a few drinks – M and Rae got along just fine and upon learning Rae wasn’t wearing panties under her dress, I think they got along even better. The show was amazing but M playing with Rae was extremely distracting and I wasn’t exactly sad to leave with a lovely lady and very anxious bf. The ride home was…interesting, with all of us all over each other, we got quite a few confused and intrigued looks.

We got home and fooled around some, Rae received punishments for her past infractions including:

Balancing a piece of candy against a wall while maintaining top notch

Too much flailing here

Too much flailing here

kneeling posture. This was fu cause I got to try out my new spreader bar,

Writing lines “I will not make excuses” while bound

16 hairbrush strokes to the thighs – the squealing she did for this got M from 0 to raging hard-on so fast that it caught him off guard.

We kept busy from 3 AM to 7 AM …slept a few hours and woke up to play well into this afternoon. Let’s see…I recall something like a 669 and killer cuddling and M criticizing my style of D/s, It’s all good, I think everyone came twice with the regular mix of choking, control, bondage and the glass dildo. And, with great feedback from both parties, I’m curious to see where this could lead. Unfortunately, nowhere in the next two weeks as I have to study study study for the GRE. Maybe I can steal a few kisses in the meantime.

h1

Not Enough Hours in the Day…

October 6, 2008

I spent last night with Rae & T, pretty much coming my brains out between bouts of tying Rae up and getting her to follow suit. Rae got a hotel room with devastingly paper thin walls and had everything ready by T’s and my arrival. With an arsenal of toys, ample time and stamina, and effective bondage strategies – I think we all managed a lovely time and two glorious orgasms a piece. It was fairly odd being on both ends of the power spectrum but it was certainly one for the books. I somehow get home, too horny to see straight and remember that next weekend I have a sexy birthday event to plan with vanilla couple, C&S. Gah.

 

This isn’t what my life usually is. About two months ago, M was the only man in my life and I was just about ready to give up the whole kink-hipster scene – being with M was enough without paying admission fees for fairly uneventful club nights.  Then, I swear within about two weeks of each other I met Rae and T (kinky couple) and C and S (vanilla couple). AND one week from that, M and I had our first threesome together with AJ. I had to buy a planner to keep track of all this activity. That’s not all folks. Just last night I heard from a male sub who I had stopped training maybe one year ago (he had to do some time) who wants to get started up again AND a female sub that I’ve recently made friends with who wants to be humiliated. Now, I’m nothing close to a pro-domme, not at all but I can’t imagine how they balance their schedules…lord knows there’s only so many days in the week.

 

So for my own sake, let’s make a list:

 

M – Top priority, known 5+  years, straight, dominant (B&D, Sado)

Rae – known 1 month, bi, sub (D/s)

T – known less than a month, straight, dominant (B&D, D/s)

C & S – known 1 month, bi-ish, vanilla

Lou – known 2.5 years, straight, long distance, very sub pain-slut (BDSM in its entirety)

Lil – known less than a month, gay, sub (D/s)

 

Having joined the Entre Nous group recently, I got an email from a cute couple looking to meet/hook up – I had to turn em down, with just no more room in my schedule for couples. I don’t say this to brag but merely to reemphasize that only two months ago, my life was nothing like this. It was much plainer, much calmer, and very predictable. There’s more drama to be sure and much more money finding its way out of my bank account but meh, ca vaut le coup.

 

 

 

Also, I made green spreader bars from scratch on Friday – Thanks Home Depot!

h1

Crazy, Sexy Weekend, Part 3: “Naps”, Dinner & a Show

September 29, 2008

mario_tauzin_etching

The weekend is officially over.

My pancake making was for naught. AJ and M slept well into the afternoon…well sort of. Occasionally M might wake up to caress AJ while she slept and we’d rub her down a bit before going back to whatever (me cooking). I burnt quite a few pancakes due to these interruptions, they came out good anyway! They had planned to leave at noon so M could join a soccer game. Nope. We planned to go out for sushi at 2…then 3. Nope. We slept all nestled in each other until 5 pm, at which point, I had to shove em out to make sure M met with a dinner date. SexyLazyfest 2008!

Anyway, I had a dinner date of my own. The couple I met two weeks ago offered to take me out to dinner where I had a spectacular corn tamale and fajitas. We went to their place and snuggled under a giant comforter to watch Deception – a tolerable movie that tricks you into watching it by having an anonymous sex club as a plot device. At the welcomed conclusion of the movie, we all slowly transitioned to fondling and sucking and fucking. The real show was watching them fuck each others’ brains out, an experience enhanced with giant wall mirrors. Are ceiling mirrors still tacky? I’m very much wanting them now.

Sweet, sweet slumber tonight alone in my bed is such a comforting thought. I still recharge from me-time and I think this blog is helping with that too.

h1

Crazy, Sexy Weekend, Part 2: Lingerie Fashion Show, Ultrabar, I Won!

September 28, 2008

I did win the game of life yesterday.

BF, M, brought his current flirt friend, AJ, to spend the evening with us doing all sorts of lovely things. Since Aj had never been to DC, I felt I had to be just the perfect hostess to make sure the night was filled with all kinds of entertainment. I had never met her before yesterday and knew little more than the fact that she’s incredibly submissive and a huge flirt; both proved to be astoundingly true. I was taken aback upon seeing her – she was just absolutely gorgeous, something of a modern Venus with that irresistible coquettish charm. I was just as happy to see M whom I hadn’t seen in over a month. We kissed and prepared for the first event of the evening.

Dinner & A Show: Our plan to see Choke fell through but we instead took a long leisurely dinner at Rock Bottom. Keeping conversation flowing showed some difficulty at first but soon we all were laughing and carrying on about the regular chit chat type stuff that inevitably turned sexual. AJ soon warmed up to me, skimming her fingers on my skin. Just lovely. We left for the fashion show at Night Dreams holding hands and grabbing waists. Once there, AJ soon found some shoes she just HAD to have and wear before the show began. We stopped by the lil BDSM corner of the store – I saw the cutest pair of fluffy thumbcuffs and picked up a black pair to buy at the end of the show….HOWEVER there was a raffle, the very first draw turned out to be my ticket and the prize? Pink, fluffy thumbcuffs. I freaked out. I never win anything but tonight was obviously my night. The show went on, a parade of elegant lingerie on very enthusiastic models. AJ danced to the music and turned nearly head in the place. We just had to go clubbing now.

Ultrabar. Donned in our sexiest clubwear – short black dresses for AJ and I and a button down and jeans for M – we made our way to Ultrabar, fondling, kissing, and hickeying all the way. We got there and saw we had a long line to endure but, with a more than adequate amount of kissing and caressing, the time just flew by. M was on quite a dominant streak, often taking AJ’s neck into his hand and sucking on it while she squirmed and groaned. He even felt so bold as to give me a formal spanking in public. I’m sure having two gorgeous ladies as dates had his ego through the roof. We got in and danced and danced – together, apart, with others, on stages. It was on one stage that we met a beautiful young woman who expressed her joy in seeing other bi women at a straight club. AJ and I took turns dancing with her then kept her between us unabashedly exploring her body to the music. We got her number and moved on. M spent a good deal of the night defending us from unwanted guy gropers. As AJ and I kissed M then each other, a young man stopped M and told him that M is his hero. lol! M and I took a seat and kept each other company while AJ danced her feet to ruin. We eventually left, practically passing out the metro, AJ was sore all over from her shoes and could barely walk; when we got back to the house, M and I took a quick shower and resolved to give AJ a full body massage:

The Rest of the Night. Aj passed out on my futon and M immediately went to work on her feet and ankles. She sighed relieved when I took to her arms and hands. Massaged parts were covered with rough kisses and bites. AJ took very well to choking and M was happy to indulge her. The touches became more aggressive – the cuffs made a predictable appearance along with my star glass dildo. I think she loved it just as much as I do. M talked her through a number of very precisely controlled orgasms and we worked to make sure it came when he wanted. We found that even with a little spanking and the paddle, AJ still squirmed and bucked hard against the dildo (imagine that!) M and I enjoyed each other throughout with the whole session ending with me cowgirl style, AJ’s body spilt over M’s chest with the dildo still in her and M with both of us in his arms – we managed to all cum at the same time. 6AM. We all went to bed completely spent.

So now I’m making pancakes (poorly) and thinking how incredibly awesome this weekend is and it’s not even over yet 😉

h1

Have Your Threesome Cake & Eat It, Too

September 3, 2008
Prevent Shame, Walks of

Prevent Shame, Walks of

So myself and a male friend were discussing the destructive nature of the menage a trois, it was mostly him “discussing” at me that he wanted one without it disrupting the long term relationship with his girlfriend. Ideally, he told me, he would just want the threesome to take place with a nice, friendly, hot lady once and never again. I’ve actually read in an AskMen.com article that kicking the girl out of the house right after the sex is what the guy’s supposed to do to discourage any awkward emotions.

I happen to think that’s a terrible idea. Even if the third party is able to be kicked out without any resentment, I doubt the girlfriend will have a high opinion of this guy for doing so. But that’s if she actually had a good time and liked the other girl – if she didn’t like the threesome or the other woman, the guy’s got a whole nother set of problems to deal with that’s likely to include intense jealousy.

Back to the friend – I told him that were he to find this perfect other woman – with whom both got along perfectly and had an awesome time – then it was too good of a situation to let only happen once! I can’t stomp all over the man’s fantasy but I think most people would agree that it’s next to impossible to bring a casual threesome into a serious relationship.

I have a friend whose motto is OPEN YOUR FUCKING MIND! I’m sure that when she says it the “fucking” is an adjective, but I’d like to apply it as a noun “fucking-mind” as in the part of the brain that clings to all the lame social norms when it comes to sexuality . Open your fucking-mind, people.

h1

Three-ways. The right way, the wrong way, and the Unsexy way

August 30, 2008

I have a hunch that the parties in question could be reading this and I just want to let them know that the title is in no way an exaggeration. Let us consider some of the key events of the particular night.

1. My original date was meant to be with a super hot, spunky okcupid lady. Win

2. I met her awesomely pragmatic, opinionated guy friend and we all went to a Pirate themed restaurant where we were assaulted by drunks and pirates. DOUBLE WIN.

3. I unleashed the awesome fury of my art through bath tub fingerpaint soap(got it for 5 bucks at BB&B) by which hot lady and pragmatic guy friend followed suit, a rinse in the shower was inevitable. A+

So, understand that even before a playful romp could commence, pretty exciting elements were already in the making for a perfect night. A night that more than successfully drew my mind out of the ugly prospect of moving very tiny hours later. I won’t go into the more sordid details of the evening but will instead take a look at some of the do’s and don’ts of the threesome concocting:

The Right Way: Playing games to keep everything casual. I’m a huge fan of the Strip Game which is the idea that any game can be made into a stripping one. Strip Trouble, Strip Boggle, Strip Go Fish, Strip Scrabble – let your imagination run wild. Strip Boggle is a good one due to its absolute absurdity and before you know it everyone’s laughing and carrying on in their undies.

The Wrong Way: Drinking games that inevitably end up bad. No question, alcohol is a great way to ease into a sexier mindset. Getting downright shit-housed will probably lead to bad sex, someone barfing in the middle of bad sex, or sleeping in the barf in the middle of bad sex.

The Right Way: Massages and Sesame Street brand bathtub finger paint (apparently)

The Right Way: Sexual conversation.

The Wrong Way: Being a dick. You have before you two beautiful black women ready to fuck you and each other senseless, it’s probably the worst time to hint at your pasty ass being the “Master Race”. Also, unless previously specified, don’t awkwardly order people to do your bidding. In the sense of everyone having a casual conversation and you interjecting with “I think it’s time for sex now.” These things can’t rushed; don’t be a dick.

That’s all I can think of for now. Even if every situation is different, I strongly believe that the smooth transition from third wheel to threesome is great atmosphere and laughter. Though it’s likely not everyone’s formula follows lady+guy+pirates+fingerpaint = balls to wall awesome night.