It's been twelve years since I began doing parties at this location. (And five additional years before that at other locales.) Many men have entered -- hundreds -- thousands! -- and boy is my ass sore.
The parties have been doing okay, too!
Twelve years ago it took a few months to turn a private residence into a place where adults could play and have fun. Promoters have cum and gone. Some have stayed. And through it all I think I've created some friendships that will last a lifetime. (Can I get any more corny?) As bizarre as overseeing sex parties might seem, it's really like a family of people that are sharing something very intimate. And hopefully doing it in a way that's safe and respectful. I know more about some people than even their closest friends might know. That's the way it is when you're privy to knowledge about someone's sex life. People have shared secrets -- with me, or with a room full of onlookers.
And I've seen a lot.
Perhaps the most intense thing I've seen in all twelve years was a woman getting aggressively fisted by another woman at the mixed LGBT party. Gay men who are into fisting refer to it as "punch fucking" where the recipient's muscles are so relaxed that the hand can go in as a fist, rather than bringing all the straightened fingers together at their tips and easing your way in.
These too young white gals in their twenties had an audience, although the voyeurs stayed at a respectful distance (for a change). Perhaps the intensity is what kept the crowd at arm's length, so to speak. The lesbian couple were near the clothes changing area, a pretty public spot to demonstrate their passion. One woman was on her back propped up as if giving birth and the "midwife" knelt between her legs trying to find the baby. Over and over again. Clearly they wanted to put on a show. And so they did.
But watching a woman aggressively ramming her fist into another woman's vagina? It's like she was getting brutally assaulted. (At least from a gay man's perspective watching.) I guess I see the vagina as something delicate that should be treated tenderly. The image is as difficult to forget as the sounds: the loud gasps and moans of a girl penetrated to the extreme. Intense.
But it was consensual and pleasure inducing, so more power to them! (Fist raised in the air!)
On a lighter note, another memorable moment happened when we were having the original "Freaky Sex Contest" at an Anniversary party around Easter time about ten years ago and the winner was a handsome Italian guy in his early thirties fucking a young pale-skinned porn star twink in his early twenties with a chocolate bunny. As the chocolate melted and got partially stuck in the bottom's (douched) ass, the sexy top went in and ate out the remaining chocolate. It turned into a faux scat scene that was equal parts freakish, revolting, hot and delicious! The eater also said it was a fantasy he's always had -- to eat chocolate out of someone's ass. So why not share it will a roomful of wanking onlookers?
And what's more attractive that a face fully smeared with chocolate?
Perhaps a butt fully smeared with chocolate? Yes and no! (From someone who loves ass and chocolate!)
The mind can play tricks on you.
Really, it was just chocolate, I swear!
Before that happened though, the young porn star attempted to "smoke a cigarette with his ass." He got on the stage (a platform raised with a mattress on it) and threw his legs over his head. He tried for at least five minutes trying to accomplish the intended goal, but alas he couldn't perform a task he'd done privately to apparent success. I think he was trying to suck air into his ass and blow it back out through the cigarette. At least he redeemed himself with the chocolate bunny. And thank goodness he cleaned with an enema before the rabbit hid in his hole, because sometimes when you're eating chocolate out of someone's ass, chocolate is all you want.
Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. And chocolate from someone's ass is just chocolate, thank you very much.
And on that appetizing note, Happy Anniversary to all! And to all, a good bite.
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