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In The Flesh

Last night I went out to In The Flesh again, and met up with Diva and Tess. I hadn’t seen Michelle in a while so I invited her along as well. We met for dumplings (cheapest dinner I have ever gotten in NYC) and drinks beforehand. At dinner I also got to meet another model for the forthcoming NYC Sex Blogger Calendar. Diva was all abuzz with planning the calendar release party on November 6th. I can’t wait. Should be even more fun this year since I know a couple of people in it better.

At In The Flesh, I again experienced what a small world it is. (At least in the realm of sex-positive people.) I’ve mentioned my friend S. here a few times, she also dates MasterDoc, and I’ve met her daughters a couple of times. Well her eldest daughter was there last night and she didn’t remember me so I tentatively said hello and reminded her that we met. No sooner had that happened when the woman she was with said, “I think I know you too. We went on a couple of dates a while ago.” Yup, indeed this woman was a librarian I had a couple of dates with a while back. Small world indeed. (I won’t even go into how I made the piss-poor choice of going on the second date with this woman despite being sick at the time. Yeah, enthusiasm only counts when you’re not infectious. Needless to say that was our last date.)

The readings were sexy and sometimes funny. It was LGBT night so it was a pretty appropriate night for me to bring along a woman I’m dating (Michelle). Yet again I was lame, and I only gave her a quick kiss as we said goodbye on the subway later on. I get particularly awkward with kissing women in public. I need to get over that.

There were many giveaways at the readings, and I won a book of gay erotica. It’s a pity that I’m not much for gay erotica or porn (I prefer lesbian or kink). I do enjoy watching two men together, in person, but not so much in porn. It’s strange, I know. After the party, while I used the restroom, a guy came looking for me - i.e., the winner of the gay porn book - and Michelle told him I was in the restroom. So after I came out, washed my hands, and rounded the corner, I ran into this guy. He was a really sweet gay man who was interested in that book I had won because it was about surfer boys, and his boyfriend is a surfer. He asked if I’d trade it for something. “Sure,” I said, “You have something to trade?” Sure enough, this guy had a big bag filled with sex toys and whatnot, including a couple of vibrators from Babeland still in the packaging. I gladly traded him the book for an Orchid G in aqua. (You know you’re too immersed in the world of sex toys when you spot a vibrator and immediately know the name of it!) I probably would have just given him the book even if he didn’t have anything I was interested in trading for. Hey, I’m a librarian, I like putting people together with books that are right for them.

My purse wasn’t that big last night, so I ended up taking my new vibrator on the subway with me - unwrapped (well still in packaging, but it was a clear bag). I kinda hid it against my umbrella, but I also found it really funny that I was riding the subway with an exposed vibrator. Somehow that fits my life. I got home to MasterDoc with some funny stories to share. All in all, it was a good night.

The Slut at a Party

MasterDoc took me a private play party this past Saturday. I had a wonderful time and hopefully I’ll manage to capture the best moments here in my blog.

When we arrived MasterDoc was immediately accosted by bratty sub Patty, who he’s played with before. I watched in horror as she twisted his nipples (something he HATES) and it was clear she was looking for punishment. MasterDoc wasn’t quite prepared to give it at that moment, however. I was supposed to play with Patty that night but with her brattiness in high gear MasterDoc decided no pussy for her (which ended up meaning no pussy for me). When she kissed him hello it was fun to watch the chemistry between them but that nipple twisting still boggles my mind. I’m not a bratty sub so I can’t imagine going out of my way to antagonize MasterDoc. If I want a beating I state that I’d like a beating… no bratty manoeuvres to get one. If I behave in a bratty manner I’m less likely to get a beating. (When I do get emotional and insufferable it’s never intentional and certainly not in seeking a beating.)

After some noshing and talking with people we ended up in the basement. MasterDoc had brought along the sybian (always a hit at parties!) and he set up the hostess on it. When her fiance arrived he handed the controls over to him and it was a joy to watch her come really hard over and over again. While orgasms always take your mind off your surroundings there’s something about a sybian orgasm that totally turns your brain to mush. After, MasterDoc asked if anyone else wanted a ride, when no one else volunteered he asked if I wanted one. It’s been weeks since I had a ride so I enthusiastically went for it. MasterDoc played with the controls and soon I was a blubbering, orgasming mess. My head fell forward into his lap (he sat in a chair in front of me) and my hair got all mussed up. I was asked by the hosts to keep the noise down at one point - I’m sure during an intense orgasm I could wake the dead. It’s hard to keep the noise down but burying my face in MasterDoc’s pant leg helped. He kept revving the sybian which would just turn me back to mush in an instant. Eventually, after I had come long and hard, he decided I had enough and I came back down to earth.

By this point there was some play going on, a lady was on the pool table being treated to a violet wand (something I’ve never experienced myself). We went upstairs and the hostess was lounging languidly on the bed as people played with her tits. MasterDoc started spanking her pussy and she just writhed and moaned under his hand. Another lady joined in when he took a break. She didn’t come from this but it was clear she enjoyed herself. In the meanwhile a guy we had met before asked if he could play with my tits (he asked MasterDoc, of course) and permission granted he pulled my breasts out of my bra and started sucking on my nipples. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation. After a few moments, MasterDoc had me get on the other side of him, and the hostess reached out and started rubbing my clit. I stood there enjoying how it felt until the hostess was fucked by someone and she lost her sense of direction with her hand (understandably!).

MasterDoc had me suck his cock and I went at it with great passion. I love sucking his cock. Getting it from a soft state up into hardness is a fun process, and I sucked and licked until he was good and hard. I moaned and slurped, hoping that I was putting on a good show for all in the bedroom. MasterDoc decided to have me ride him and I got on top of his now quite hard cock.  I fucked him passionately and had a mind blowing orgasm (with permission of course). There were other people on the bed and hands caressed my body from various angles. Another Dom asked him if he could kiss me and MasterDoc said yes so I made out with this guy while sitting on MasterDoc’s cock.

After a break and caressing another sub’s body for a while I was asked to go back to cocksucking. I also at one point was told to lend a hand to a guy stroking his cock near me. He played with my breasts while I did that and I just closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling. MasterDoc had me get on all fours so this guy could fuck me and he fucked me really hard from behind. I was allowed to come again and came really hard, over and over again while this guy fucked me. It might be amusing some day to have someone record the racket I make during orgasm.

A paddle appeared and MasterDoc took to the hostesses ass with it. Her fiance came in and said that no, she’s not a pain slut, just a slut and MasterDoc had me turn around on all fours so he could paddle me instead. I think I more accurately fit the term pain slut. I was unhappy that it ended so quickly after it started. I wanted more. I could really do with a good beating.

After another short while, MasterDoc had me get out my acrylic wand and he fucked me with it (and let another guy have a go although he didn’t quite do it right). I came some more, brain totally turned to mush, and I felt so free being so slutty. I had such a wonderful time and I can’t picture my life without adventurous sex and sex parties and bdsm. I feel freed when I’m in slut mode and I just give in to my desires without any apologies.

MasterDoc was tired so he napped a little bit. I cuddled up to him but also kept an eye out for what else was going on in the room. Patty gave a guy a blow job, and when I looked over to the black lesbian Domme (who I wanted to have beat me) she had her hand down her pants playing with herself while watching. There was a funny moment when she caught me looking and we both laughed. MasterDoc sleepily asked what was funny but I just let him go back to sleep. It was such a naughty evening. I could have kept going all night if not for having work the next day. I could write a longer blog entry about the evening, but I know how long entries can get boring for the reader, so I will leave my account at this.

Two days later my pussy is still a little sore from the hard fucking.

Second Date

So I’m a little behind on blogging, but I’m pleased to say that I’m completely over the virus I had this week.

Last night I had a second date with a woman I’ll call Jenny. She’s a cute, smart androgyne with a penchant for punk rock. I would have gladly jumped her bones but the occasion never presented itself. It was like this awkward evening of each of us waiting for the other to make the first move. And I might have, if I didn’t then immediately second guess myself and wonder if maybe she just wants a friend because she’s new in town. I dunno. I got a couple of nice hugs from her, but that’s it. Looks like I’m going to have to take the first step somehow… I think for me the easiest would be to mention in an email that I wanted to kiss her last night but didn’t know if she wanted the same. Yes, I’m a total spaz when I date women. Men are so much easier!

So we had a good evening of watching A Bit of Fry and Laurie and talking about everything from how brilliant Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie are, to The Ramones, to little tidbits about sex. (Guess who initiated those conversations? Yup, me.) I’ve proudly declared to her that I’m a slut, I mentioned the existence of this blog and dropped various other hints as to my willingness to get naked, all to no avail. We sat on opposite ends of the sofa, so I tried nudging her with my foot playfully. I made comments about how the trouble with our couch (Davey and I have a sofa with two recliners, one at each end) is that it makes people sit far apart from each other. She only said, “Hey, it happens,” which wasn’t encouraging me to move closer. *sigh* I think we’re too much alike - two spazzes too shy to try anything. At least I hope that’s all it is. We agreed that we had a good time and would like to do it again. So um, we’ll see how that goes!

Lessons

I’ve had a busy weekend with MasterDoc. After resolving our differences, I felt much, much better and was happy to have a few days to spend with him. I was off on Friday and he had a busy day planned - a gentleman coming over to learn about BDSM in the late morning, then lunch out, then a friend of a friend who wants to be a Domme coming over for lessons in the evening. A full day, and my ass was sure to get beaten quite a lot!

In the morning, it was definitely more a case of him teaching rather than simply using me in front of an audience. Still, I got quite a flogging/spanking and the guy got to try out hitting my ass as well. I was pretty sore afterward! A funny aside, this guy later turns out to be someone who MasterDoc’s friend Liz had once dated before she met her boyfriend and became serious about him. What a small slut world New York is! This guy was cute and I totally would have done him in a heartbeat. Hopefully he comes back for more lessons later. *naughty grin* MasterDoc gave me a ride on the sybian and I came hard. I mean HARD, like I usually do on the sybian. I was leaning forward onto him, grasping at him, me a blubbering mess.

Lunch was very yummy - there’s an Indian restaurant by MasterDoc that has a terrific lunch special and it’s such a great deal. The food is terrific and cheap! I have become a devotee of alu paratha (this bread stuffed with spiced potato). Yummylicious!

I got a nap in somewhere along the way, I hadn’t slept well the night before. We cleaned up his apartment some more for our next guest, as MasterDoc points out you need to have things nicer for a chick than a guy. She got there sometime around 5. We had met her once before, when I wanted to meet up with a hot young lady from okcupid, and MasterDoc tagged along with me, and this Domme-to-be tagged along with the hot young lady I was lusting after. (Turns out she and the other young lady are partners but very much poly.) MasterDoc is a little out of luck with this lady, as she’s definitely a lesbian (and definitely Domme) but he’s gladly taken her on as a student. She’s a devoted student of Asian studies, Japan in particular, and the most suitable pseudonym for her is Kohai.

I was soon naked and MasterDoc demonstrated various impact toys on my ass (still sore from the morning!), including the floggers Kohai brought along with her (she has some nice stuff for a newbie! The braided one hurt like a motherfucker.) She took turns, trying out using the floggers, MasterDoc spending a lot of time teaching her physiology as it relates to BDSM. I think she has a promising career as a Domme ahead of her. (She’d like to be a professional Domme. In a case like that she’d dominate men, but she wants nothing to do with them sexually.) With impact play pretty well covered, MasterDoc gave her some advice on the psychological aspects of being Dom (ah yes, I’ve now heard all his secrets, although I think ultimately I knew them already from his using them on me). He asked her if she had seen a TENS unit before and she had no idea, so he had me get it and he tried it out on her a little so she could see what it felt like. Then they hooked me up to it and had fun with me.

We debated going out to a club that night, and Kohai called her girlfriend but she didn’t pick up, so the club idea got scrapped. Instead, Kohai got a ride on the sybian (she chose the flat top with no penetrative part). MasterDoc worked the controls and I caressed her body, grabbing at her ass, pushing down on her pubic area so her clit would come in better contact with the vibrator. Like most women, she had a fantastic orgasm riding the sybian. Then we were getting ready to pack up, MasterDoc and I going out to dinner, Kohai getting back on the subway for the ride home. But Kohai was quite forward with the idea that she’d be happy to go at me with a strap on. I certainly wouldn’t say no to a hot lesbian fucking me with a strap on! We went into the bedroom and MasterDoc teased me with the magic wand. Then Kohai fucked me. Unfortunately the dildo I have at his place is the relatively thin one I got to use on guys’ asses. I would have loved a thicker dildo. Still, I managed to come and he gave me permission to. Rowr. One bad thing was that the base of the harness kept hitting against my pussy uncomfortably - do other women have trouble with strap on harnesses? I came regardless. (I’m not one to let a little thing like pain stop me from coming. Heh, sometimes the pain helps me to come.) He followed up with the magic wand on my clit and I came again. I was a very happy girl. I had tons of orgasms in one day. Then MasterDoc treated me to dinner (as he had with lunch) and we had a nice romantic dinner out. All in all, it was a spectacular day.

Saturday, I went to work with a sore ass. lol And I knew we had plans for the evening that included a Dom and his three bisexual submissive women coming over. Rowr. I got so hot at the idea of playing with the other subs and being used by another Dom at MasterDoc’s discretion. Oh yes, Saturday was a very slutty night. More on that in the next blog entry.

Finally, some girl on girl action

So something happened last night that only happens once in a blue moon - I had a date with a woman and we ended up in bed together. Go figure. I’m trying to figure out the last time this happened and other than one woman I fooled around with after meeting at the sex parties I used to go, the last time this sort of thing happened was the first time I ever went to bed with a woman. I was in London, just arrived on a short vacation when I met my first girlfriend in a lesbian bar. I ended up hanging out with her and her friends (my friend called it an evening early) and went home with her. We had a whirlwind romance over the next few days and kept things going long distance for a couple of months, until it was too difficult for her to deal with the fact that I had a boyfriend at home. (My first stint at being poly, before I knew the word polyamorous at all.) Most of my dates with women are rather chaste affairs, maybe ending with a quick peck on the lips, if at all. But last night I lucked out as the words “slutty, kinky and nerdy” on my profile was what attracted her.

Like me she’s an intelligent, educated woman (she speaks three very different languages fluently) who has a strong appetite for sex and an interest in kinky things. We met up for dinner and she treated me to a Japanese restaurant, where she proceeded to order in fluent Japanese. I had sake for the first time and by the time we left I had a good buzz going on. She paid for dinner, and we decided to seek out a karaoke box place where we could hide ourselves in a room and be silly singing songs and drinking. It was a lot of fun but we barely gazed at each or touched while we were there. I suppose were busy getting drunk and working up the courage to go for what we really wanted. Thankfully I had a nice light buzz throughout the evening, I didn’t get full-on drunk. After we exhausted the karaoke we walked along the city streets trying to decide what to do next. She offered that we could go to her place, she had already offered that I could sleep there if I wanted to. We got a cab uptown and she brought me into her little studio apartment.

She put some music on and set up just a few dim lights. We talked a little about kinky stuff (she’s interested in bdsm, as a potential Domme) and she showed me any toys she had in her closet. There was a little rubber semi-flogger that actually had a bit of a sting to it when you got a good whack with it. After a few awkward moments sipping some really strong, awful sake someone had given her, she said, “So do you want to kiss?” I just love when people are direct. I wish I could be more direct. And once we got started everything was easy. She’s very passionate and soon had me pinned down to the bed, our hips grinding into each other (crotches grinding against thighs). Clothes very slowly came off and she teased me, grabbing my hair and kissing me passionately. After getting naked, we ended up taking a short break to have some cherries she had in her apartment - being fed stemmed cherries can be quite sexy. She had me lay on my stomach and she stroked and massaged me, gradually working up to a few spanks here and there and some swats with the flogger-ish thing she had. We had discussed the idea of safe words briefly and she kept expressing surprise that I didn’t use a safe word. (MasterDoc has put me through far more serious pain than she did. lol) She had some cuffs that she put on my wrists and a blindfold on my eyes. I have to admit, that no matter how well an evening’s going, it can be a little nerve wracking to have a stranger blindfold you. Thankfully my instincts about her were right and nothing bad happened. She spanked me some more, never really getting as hard as I would have liked her to. She fingered me to a very wet orgasm while I was still on my stomach.

We hung out and talked a wee bit and decided to try to get some sleep. (I have no idea what time it was. She didn’t have a easily visible clock in her place so I spent the night having no sense of time.) It was particularly noisy outside her apartment and neither of us got much sleep. We got up around quarter to nine and she ordered breakfast to be delivered. We munched on bagels with cream cheese and drank some very necessary coffee. We hung out on her bed naked, talking and soon she was worked up and all over me again. I hardly needed persuading to fool around some more, this time I paid more attention to her and nearly brought her to an orgasm. I relished the compliment she gave me about my fingering skills (I’m always very unsure about them) saying that I was very good at it and much better than a man. She pampered me with caresses and a feather glided over my body, then a foot rub when I mentioned that my feet were cold. Soon we were entwined again, writhing and rubbing up against each other as we kissed passionately. I totally loved that she’s very comfortable being the one on top and in control. She brought me to another orgasm with her fingers and as the hour was getting into the afternoon, I talked about maybe heading home. She asked if I would help her get to an orgasm and I gladly obliged. Between her fingers and mine she had one finally and I could feel good about heading out. She accompanied me all the way to the train station where we said goodbye. I can see this being a very nice friends-with-benefits sort of situation. She’s eager to explore kinkiness and I’m certainly a good one to lead her down the path into kink. She’s curious about things like swing parties and would like to check one out (although she says she gets shy and wouldn’t be an exhibitionist like me.) I’m exhausted today, but it’s a good tired.

Ah Well

The lesbian looking only for sex turned out to be super-butch and just not my type. I just sent her a kindly email letting her know this. I hope she takes it well. I hate rejecting people but I try to keep in mind how I prefer being rejected and act accordingly. Avoiding the point only ends up hurting people. When I was rejected by the cute librarian a few months ago she was so kind about it that I was able to accept it and move on. Of course, not everyone is me. We’ll see how it goes. I apologized for the attraction not being there (not even remotely, to tell you all the truth!) and mentioned how attraction is one of those funny things that’s either there or not. I had a sinking feeling that a heavily tattooed white lesbian from New Jersey might look as she looks, and I was right. She seems like a cool enough person, just not my type. And if we’re talking about getting together for the purpose of fucking, then I need to feel attracted. End of story.

I haven’t heard back from the cute Latina. I’m not fretting yet as our meeting seemed to go well, and she ended up kissing me on the cheek goodbye that night (which might have been aimed for my lips but as I wasn’t expecting a kiss my head averted for a hug) and it’s typical to not hear from her for periods of time. *sigh* I just really like her and want to get things moving if they’re going in a positive direction. I don’t want to email her too much though, and be annoying or clingy. It’s been days since I asked her about her availability for the brunch she suggested we have. How long do I wait before I email her again? *sigh*