Amen to That

I don't often repost articles, but this one caught my eye.

The Secret to a Good Date: Have Sex First

Read it.  It's worth reading.

Now, in fairness to the article, her point is that, if the date is going to lead to sex, you should have the sex then go on the date.  Which is totally true.  Who wants to fuck after a meal and dancing, or whatever you do on a date?  I mean, I'm fine with after, but the sex will be better if you eat after.  And then hey, have sex again after.

But she is mostly talking about going on a date with someone with whom you've already had sex, or at least it's not the first date.  And I'm behind her 100%.

But why stop there?  I think the ideal first date is sex.  What better way to figure out if there's anything worth pursuing?  Sure, you want to have the date part too, but why beat around the bush (pun unintended but welcomed)?

I fully support a Utopia where people meet up to have sex, then decide if they want to bother going on a date.  Plenty of my long-term romantic partners have started that way for me.  I wasn't necessarily planning it that way, but I've fucked first and asked questions later on numerous occasions.

And sometimes it doesn't work out.  Sometimes the sex is terrible.  Also, sometimes they don't want to start with sex, and that still tells me something about them.  I'm not saying that there's no place for "traditional" dating at all, just that maybe there ought to be a place for sex as a date.  Nor am I saying that I reject people who don't fuck immediately out of the gate, or that I won't give a second chance to someone who is bad at first-thing sex.  There are nerves.  It's like an audition.  The first time you have sex with someone really shouldn't be the best time, if you're planning on making a longer-term thing of it.

I do find that it cuts through a lot of the pretense and crap and gets right to the heart of the matter.  Are they patient?  Are they generous?  If they suck, is it because they're terrible, or because they're nervous because they really do want to be good for you?  Lots of things.  If polite small talk is our gold standard for finding out about someone, we need a new gold standard.  You can't really fake sex in the same way.

That said, there are plenty of other things in a relationship besides sex.  And despite what you might think, I don't put sex on a pedestal at all.  I think sex is just another fun part of human interaction, which is why I don't attach much significance to it.  Some of my best friends aren't very sexual, or aren't great lovers, or aren't quick into the sack.  But the people I get along with best are at least open about sex, even if it's being open about their lack of interest in it.  I don't really play video games or sports.  I don't knock those who do.  So if sex isn't your thing, we can still be friends, no biggie.

Plus, skipping first date bullshit and going right to the sex has the added advantage of skipping first date bullshit.  Plus, sex!  No more worrying through the entire date if you're going to get some.  You already did.

Anyway, I think the article is a fun read, if perhaps not a terribly deep read.  It's not philosophy or politics.  It's just sex.  Go get some.

Orgasms and Edging

So as I'm sure probably most of the audience knows, there's a thing guys do called edging, where you work yourself to the point of orgasm without going over, then let things settle, then do it again, as long as you have time or can stand it. Seems like something one typically does as part of masturbation, although that's just the typical, not the requirement.

I have some experience with guys who've tried it. If you're a speed shooter, it can prolong the inevitable, and on the other hand if you have a hard time going more than once it can lengthen the experience. It's harder to pull off while fucking just because it means a certain amount of down time, but when Mike and I have done it he's found other ways to pass the time between that are plenty of fun for me.

I remember we once spent a few hours on vacation when it was raining and we were stuck in the hotel room. He actually started first, but after the first time, when I noticed he was jerking off on his bed while i read watching cable, I told him not to waste it, and he said he wasn't and explained.

So I pretty much did everything I could to ruin it at first. I tried to suck it and he ran away, and that devolved into us chasing each other around the room naked, which, shockingly, is a good way to lose a hard-on. Finally he let me suck it back to life and then some, but he pushed me away as he got closer.

So I bet him he wouldn't be able to last one more time. I can't remember what we bet, but it was probably a mistake on my part if I wanted him to lose, because he got determined and not only lasted through another, but managed two more before he said, "Okay, want to see what it did?"

I would also like to admit that throughout, I was slinking around like a sexpot trying to tempt him, to the point that I was getting right in his face with my ass, then spreading my pussy and spanking myself.  It got me incredibly horny, and when he finally said he wanted to fuck, I came as soon as he put it inside me. Which was probably for the best, because he lasted less than a minute and then came hard.

There was a lot of it, but it was thin and watery. And that's been my experience with guys who have been teased for a long time or who have edged. The spunk volume goes up but the thickness goes down. Not that that's necessarily a bad thing. Volume and power of a cumshot in the pussy can feel wonderful. If you're ever in a cumshot distance competition for your soul with the devil or something, I'd recommend some edging to warm up.

The best thing I've found is to get the guy off once first, then do some edging the second time because the pressure is off, so to speak. Second cumshots, particularly shortly after, can be a little less impressive, and some edging can make up for that. But that's not always in the cards.

I'm not a guy, so I can't judge how much more intense the orgasm feels for them. Some guys swear by it. Others don't. Anyone who wants to chime in, I'm happy to gather data. For myself, if a guy's not going to be a two-pump Johnny, and if he's capable of getting it up again in a session, most of the time I'd rather get him off twice than spend the same amount of time getting him off once. But sometimes it can be fun.

But that's not why I started this post. See, edging has always seemed like the province of gentlemen rather than ladies. For a lot of ladies, the orgasm isn't something you have to put off. Also, I think plenty of ladies do it but either not intentionally or without calling it edging. Either they make an evening of it with themselves or they've got a partner who has to work at getting them off and there are breaks for his pleasure, or something else.

But recently Sveta and I have been trying it deliberately. It's s not different for me though. For me, what we've been doing is getting me to the point where it hurts, then I get used to the feeling, then we work a little further. It's not stopping and starting, it's more a progression from light to heavy, with me getting used to it as we go.

It takes a while, so we don't do it every day or every time, and I've been getting stoned for it because that helps too. But I've been able to at least over some of my mental hangups about orgasms, which is why I've been having more of them. They still hurt, but they scratch the itch wonderfully, which helps keep me sane. And it's something I can do by myself too. Sometimes I'll get myself to a place where I'm ready and then Sveta will finish me off. Sometimes it's just me and a toy and some porn.

I won't say it makes the orgasms more intense. It does, but that's not because of the edging as much as it is that I'm able to get more aroused without it breaking me out of it with the pain, and I'm able to let myself go more fully.

Maybe it's not really edging. Maybe it's just practice. But it's helping and it was an excuse to tell some stories.

Typically we actually start out with anal play. I'll get a plug in and warm up for a while. Only when I'm dripping wet and feeling good will anything happen with my pussy. Then light pussy manhandling,  without any penetration or clit play. Then maybe a finger, slowly, then some clit action, then we see where it goes.

Still no multiples, and after the orgasm I have to stop, but that just means I can go after Sveta. And I don't want to edge her. I want to make her cum as hard as possible, so that may require some buildup, but I go after her with a vengeance. A reward for her efforts.

Family Update

A short one because I've also realized that I haven't talked about my family in a while. Again, it's not due to any problems, but rather because it's been nice but business as usual. And I get bored with business as usual. That's my issue.

You may recall way back when that my father had been having some health problems. I'm pleased to report that he's recovered, at least mostly. He is getting older, so some things are just the way they are. He's still a randy old dog. It takes him a bit more effort to get it up, but we're willing to put in the effort, and once the effort has been put in (this effort is usually pretty fun for all involved) he lasts even longer than he previously did, but has no trouble getting off, particularly inside one of his favorite girls.

Sveta gets more of him then I do. She sometimes visits my parents when I'm unable. I was a little jealous about it for a while, I admit, but we talked about it and I'm really just jealous of sex. We've been working in that too, and I don't begrudge her all the loving she can get. When I was going through a rough patch a while back, Sveta had physical needs I couldn't help with, so she got her needs filled by Dad, and that was good for both of them.

Mom is fine too. She and Dad have experienced something of a sexual Renaissance since all the kids have finally left the nest. I felt guilty about that because it seemed like the fact that Dad had me in the house meant he'd go for me rather than her. But Mom said that wasn't true; her libido isn't that high and she was getting what she needed.

But now, they're like kids again. We went over to their place the other day and found them watching porn on the couch, her sitting in his lap and rocking slowly. They didn't stop and we had a conversation while she had him buried inside her. She broke off after a few minutes and said, "Okay kids, momma needs to cum," and then she hopped up and got on her hands and knees, her dress around her waist, and Dad started eating her out, then when she got close he got behind her and fucked her, hard, until she was moaning his name and, "Harder, harder!"

Then when she'd cum, she said, "Okay daddy, fill me up quick so I can get dinner started." And Dad sped up and finally pushed home and fired away. I'd be lying if Sveta and I weren't both cheering him on.

So Dad gets regular visits to Pussytown at home, but Mom's still okay with him getting some side action. She says it makes him friskier at home. So he's got, wait for it, a twenty-something chippy. My Dad is such a stud.

She's actually the daughter of one of his friends. They met at a function that my Dad was dreading going to, but then there she was, cute as a button. She's a tiny little thing. Looks younger than she is. When he found out how old she actually was, he said, he was shocked. So they were flirting a little, just innocent stuff, but she was putting her hand on his. He told her, eventually, "I'm old enough to be your father and I'm married."

She replied, "I like older men," and he figured okay, green light.

"This thing is pretty boring..." he said, master of subtlety that he is.

"You got somewhere to go?"

He said that yes, he could think of a few more interesting places. So they went to a restaurant for drinks. Or rather he bought her a drink because my Dad doesn't drink any more. They had a snack. Then she said, "This still isn't that interesting, is it?"

"What were you thinking?"

She put her hand in his lap and that was pretty much all that needed to be said. They went back to her apartment and he showed her just how much fun an older man can be.

He figured okay, one-time thing, but she said she liked him. Then he thought, okay, going to have to disabuse her of any idea that this is going to be serious, but she told him she wasn't interested in serious either. She's a bit married to her work, doesn't really want to date, and is totally fine with being a fuck-buddy.

She's fucked several of my dad's friends, turns out. She lost her virginity to one of them when she was 16 and decided that she really preferred older men. Had a steady boyfriend in college for a year or two but then broke that off because she cheated on him with a professor.

So, kind of my kind of gal. I'd love to meet her. Mom has, says she's lovely. Yes, Mom knows all about this. Dad doesn't bring her home or anything, but she knows Mom knows and she thinks that's just fine.

She needs a name. Irina. That's a good name. Anyway, Irina isn't exclusive with Dad either; she tells him stories about his friends. None of them are in the same situation: one of them is single and the other is a widower. But she's had married men before and doesn't care.

She did ask him if he wanted his wife to join, and Dad said no, Mom's not interested, but then Mom told him she might be, so who knows, maybe my parents will have a threesome with a cute girl. I'd love to be there for that, but that's not going to happen.

Anyway, that's my parents. It got longer than I thought it would, but they're fun to talk about when I get going.

Sveta Update

I haven't been taking about Sveta as much. The reason is because... well, it's because things between us are going just fine, but there's rarely anything interesting to report. I offered to let her write something, but she said if she wanted to write a blog she'd write one of her own. But I do feel like she's become a supporting cast member rather than my favorite lady in the world, so to remedy that I'm going to devote a post to her.

Sorry if more of the same bores you. That "more of the same" is stories about a smoking hot girl should help. Also, not sorry if you're jealous I get to live with and constantly fool around with a smoking hot girl. Deal with it.

Sveta is doing just fine. She has a job which is okay and she doesn't hate. It's not a lot of money, but money isn't everything.

Her family... well, that's a long story and the short version is that she does get some support from her father, but her step-mother is still a bitch.

She's still working on getting her own tail more regularly. She's never picked up a girl herself. She says she still gets nervous about that. No problem. Not everyone is a seductress. But she has managed quite a few guys on her own. I told her she's welcome to bring them home and I'll stay out of the way, but she usually goes over to their places.

Just last week, she bagged a very cute guy. At least he looked cute from the pictures she sent me. I also told her that she was under no obligation to tell her prospective flings about me, but she usually does. It rarely hurts her chances. She sends me texts and pictures in flagrante all the time, which I love. This guy was older, graying hair, but pretty built, which I know because she sent me a picture of him taken from between her legs while he fucked her. She said he wasn't interested in anal, but hey, not everyone is. He did manage to make her cum twice, once with a nice round of fucking, and then again while they were waiting for him to be ready again with his tongue and fingers. He wanted to get a close-up of her orgasm and wasn't disappointed. Then he rolled her over and fucked her lying on her stomach, then on top of him, then spooning until he came.

Before that, she had a semi-regular thing with a guy about her age who's friends with me, so I knew he'd be good to her. We actually shared him once or twice, although it was really more like he and I were sharing her. I did get fucked, but in passing, and I directed him back to her after a few minutes. No point in wasting it on me.

They stopped it after a while because they both agreed that the relationship wasn't really what he wanted. It was totally amicable and she told him that he had a standing offer for meaningless sex whenever he wanted, but he got involved with another woman and that got serious. We're happy for him, even if we might occasionally miss the sex. He wasn't shabby and could get it up repeatedly. I know she misses him more than I do. Not great with his tongue but he could fuck her until she couldn't see straight.

And of course there's my Dad. We visit whenever possible, and he's always happy for Sveta to rock his world.

And then there's us.

Sveta is a trooper and she's helped me more than I can enumerate with my medical issues. She's very patient with me when I'm not feeling sexy, shoulder to cry in and so forth. But she's also eagerly trying to help me work through the issues by making love as often as possible at the drop of a hat. I think Sveta's coming to accept that I really do enjoy making her happy in bed even if I can't cum, so she's been reaping plenty of rewards.

As I've mentioned, ever since Liam she's been really into rimming, and if I'm not as into it as her, I love eating her ass because she gets so into it. Mostly I'll be going down on her and just move lower after I've tasted her pussy to my satisfaction, licking down over the base of her pussy and then tonguing her asshole. She tastes musky, but not entirely unpleasant. Not as nice as her pussy, which as you know is the sweetest little pink hole in captivity, but I can get into it.

I'm still hesitant about sticking my tongue in her asshole, which she actually finds funny. "You're not supposed to be scared of anything in sex," she'll tease me. "Now get in there and stick your tongue up my butt or I'll tie you up and make you." She's goofy. My goofy, beautiful girl.

And yes, she still gushes. I won't say squirts because it's not really a squirt, just a giant upwelling of juice. But if I really work at it my face gets soaked. We change the sheets a lot.

She's looking forward to our next play date with Liam and Kate, as well as meeting Zoe, and those are both things that are definitely going to happen.

Anyway, while she's not going to write a blog post for me, I will ask her any questions you have. I can't promise any answers, but I'll ask.

Like Goddamn Rabbits

Made it to the theater late tonight because of previous obligations. No time for anything more than an extremely enthusiastic kiss with Zoe. Well, several, and I felt her up mercilessly until she broke away, laughing, and said she wouldn't be able to concentrate on the show if I kept it up.

"I find it pretty hard myself when you come on in that costume," I said. Which is true, although last night I also found it difficult to stop from thinking about the blonde girl's body too. Plus from my vantage point, I don't see her face much. I'm horrible.

So intermission hits and, I'm somewhat ashamed to say, I was hoping to catch some more voyeuristic action, so I headed back to my previous fishing hole.

Lest you ask me why I'm not taking advantage of intermission to catch a quickie with Zoe, I thought of it, but she's pretty busy changing. I have no idea how the other two managed it. It's just not that much time, and I don't want to start something I can't finish.

Well, actually, I think I know how the other couple manages it because they were already there when I peeked around the door. I think she must get her costume on during Act I and he never changes, plus they're neither in the last scene of the act. Still, not much time, but they didn't seem to let that slow them down.

This time, wonder of wonders, she was on top. Again, in profile, which is really the best angle, and I thanked the gods of perversion that these two had no idea how to keep a fuck the DL. And better yet, she wasn't wearing a stitch. Her costume and underwear were nearby. He had his pants pulled down and she was straddling him and bouncing in a way which made my mouth practically water.

"Spin around, sweetheart. I want to see that big ass while I fuck you," he said. She hopped up and damn is her ass worth looking at. When she squatted again I could see her ass in delightful detail. She's got dancer's legs, strong and firm, and while her ass might be big, it's definitely not fat. Just a nice ass all around, and enough of it to hang onto, which he did.

He started thrusting up into her, hard, and she, despite trying to stifle it, was moaning. "That's right, sweetheart, take it," he grunted. A winner, this guy. But maybe she likes it hard. She seemed like equal parts pleasure and discomfort.

After a few more thrusts, he pushed her up with, "Sonovabitch, get over here with that cute mouth or I'm gonna blow it inside you."

She looked disappointed. No orgasm, I don't think. But she turned around and put her mouth on his cock. "Come on sweetheart, suck it out," he grunted, then pressed her head down. She wasn't about to deepthroat him, but he seemed to enjoy her resistance and after a moment he grunted, "Fuck yes, take it!"

She gagged and cum drooled out of her mouth, but he kept the pressure up and she seemed to accept it. Finally he let her up. She forced a smile and licked her lips. I imagine most of his semen had gone down her throat.

"Come on sweetheart, clean me up before I make a mess." Such a great guy. But she shrugged and licked up the spills. "Good girl. Plenty more where that came from."

"Tonight?" God help me, she looked hopeful.

"The bitch is out tonight. I'm gonna fuck you silly." He was already pulling himself together and she was still sitting naked in the floor looking up at him. It crushed my soul a little to see how happy she was that his wife was out.

Look, I don't want to judge. He seems like a shit, but maybe she's getting what she wants. Needs? I wish I knew what was going on in her head. Is she so desperate for affection? Validation? A good fuck? I mean, I've bad-mouthed her looks and that's not fair. She's a bit plain in the face and maybe her ass might seem larger, but she's hot as hell naked.

But I've already got enough on my plate. I shouldn't even be peeking. I'm a perv. Another reason I don't want to judge. But I like his wife. I'm a bad person all around. And if you're reading this, you're an accessory. No, only kidding. I just want everyone to know I'm far from perfect.

So he looked like he was on the way out the door, and rather than chance it again I moved away. She was sitting on the floor naked looking lost. It's my tender nature that I just wanted to rush back after he left and comfort her. In my fantasies I go in, she's crying, I tell her she doesn't need this shit, then I offer to introduce her to Zoe and everything is happy. That I get to share two hot girls is the selfish part.

But this isn't a fairy tale. I just have to accept that.

Feeling slightly depressed by life, I coasted through the rest of the evening, until I was backstage and Zoe was wearing a little short skirt and damn it, I'm human so I had to goose her. That made me feel better. Unfortunately, there was no chance of nookie this evening because Zoe had guests in the audience, so she went out with them and I went home.

Sveta and I talked about all this shit and she agreed that it was an unpleasant situation. Hell, she'd know; she's no stranger to feeling the way this girl probably does. And then we decided that the best remedy for all of this was to pull out a double dil and fuck like crazy.

We started with her sticking one side up into her wet snatch and then waggling it around suggestively. There was giggling. Then I gave her fake cock head, swallowing it down until I could tickle the base of her pussy with my tongue with the dildo down my throat.

We tried face to face for a while, but the dildo wasn't bendy enough, so we went ass to ass, and since that was going so well, we switched from pussy to ass and went ass to ass for broke, our butts bumping together as we worked the dildo into both our colons for all we were worth.

I felt guilty that I had rimmed Zoe, so I went down on Sveta with the dildo still poking out of her asshole, then popped it out and stuck my tongue in the gape. Maybe I'll get used to it eventually. I mean, I like doing it, but it still leaves me a little squeamish.

But I made her cum like a fire hose, so it was worth it. Then I quickly moved into her cunt with three fingers and went hard on her clit and got a second, exhausted orgasm out of her to prove I could.

Then bed. And then I got up again and wrote this. Now back to bed. Matinee tomorrow.

More From This Show?

Seriously, it's like a sexy gift that keeps on giving.

So it was off-topic for the previous post, but at intermission I walked in on two actors getting busy.

Walked in is perhaps not the correct word. I stumbled upon them without alerting them to my presence. I was looking for a quiet spot and because I know the hiding places better than most, I managed to stumble on two actors in a place they should have known was a bit less private than they thought.

He's married but not to her. This isn't exactly uncommon in the theatre I'm afraid. He's older. She's not. Maybe not a teen, but twenties and, were is judgemental type, too young for him. I'm not, so I was thinking more, "Good for him, what a catch," than anything else.

As I may have mentioned previously, there are ladies in this show who dance in some revealing outfits. Again, not taking about strippers, but fun to look at for the all-too-brief moments they're on stage. Or off, for that matter; they're walking around backstage in those outfits for a while beforehand without much to do until their scene.

Well, while Zoe is my favorite for obvious reasons, this girl isn't hard on the eyes either. Tall, blonde, skinny but with a big ass, pale skin, but unfortunately kind of homely in the face. Not ugly, but... I'm being shallow. She seems like a nice person and I'm not saying I'd kick her out of bed or anything, but I'm definitely not looking at her face when I see her in costume.

So I'm heading for a spot, not to hide but just to be out of the way and not bothered. I heard noises and figured someone was there, and was about to head somewhere else, but the noises were, shall we say, intriguing.  Soft gasps and movement.

I'm not proud. I'll sneak a peek. So sneak one I did.

He's nothing to look at. I'm being very shallow, but frankly I wasn't there to look at him. He had his pants down around his ankles, fat ass thrusting, and then I got to see the feature attraction.

She was leaned over against the wall. They definitely weren't thinking because they were in plain view from the door. I didn't have to catch glimpses of her from behind him either; they were profile to the door and I could see everything.  Her little shorts were around her knees, her ass bare. And it's big on a girl as skinny as she is, but by God it was magnificent. I could see his cock thrusting in and out. Didn't get a glimpse of cunt, sadly, but you can't have everything.

Like he knew I was watching, he shifted his hands from her hips to give me a better view and pushed up her top. Delightful small breasts which he manhandled as he kept fucking away from behind.

Then, after some furious rutting, he pulled back. His cock isn't going to win any prizes, but it's thick. Probably feels nice good and hard. God, had it been a different situation, I would have just pulled off my blouse and joined them.  I could use a cock hard right now.

But I just stayed and enjoyed seeing her get on her knees and suck him with enthusiasm, stroking the shaft and sucking just the head. He held her head and forced more in, which she didn't seem to really enjoy, but she let him, and then he pulled back, said, "Get ready, sweetheart," and started stroking. She sat back willingly with her mouth open and after a few pumps he aimed and shot three thick ropes of jizz into her lips and tongue.

Then he patted her on the head like an obedient dog and I kind of wanted to strangle him, but made ready to get out of the way as he pulled up his pants, stuffing himself back in.  She sat there for a moment, then she grabbed a towel and wiped off her face. I'm normally against spitting, but if the guy treats you like that, I think you do what you want.  I could still see her creamy tits until she pulled herself together.

"I've never..." she started to say.

"You were great, sweetheart. Just what I needed. Did you cum?"

"Yeah," she said, but the way she said it without looking at him makes me think that, especially since he had to ask, she didn't. Poor thing. I'm not judging. She looked like she had enjoyed herself.

"Good," he said, picking up some things. "Your pussy was so tight. You've never had one as thick as mine, huh?" Don't flatter yourself.

"No. Did it feel good?" Poor thing, she seemed like she needed a win.

"With how much I shot in your mouth? Fuck yes. And that cute little mouth. You're a doll."

She was eating up this dubious flattery. She went over and put her arms around his back. "Can we... after?"

"We can't go back to my place. The bitch is there." Well. Never got the impression he was anything other than happily married before, but clearly he's not. Shame. I like his wife. Probably more than him. Not sure I would ever tell her what I know, but maybe. It's an awkward situation.

"Can we, you know, get a room or something?"

"If I don't get back..."

"Just tell her you're at a party." She laughed at that.

"All right sweetheart, all right. He moved in to snog her fiercely, then slapped her on the ass. "Can'tget enough, eh? Don't worry, I've got plenty more for you."

She looked thrilled. Poor dear. But I'm not judging. Get it while the getting's good.

They were about to leave and I had stayed too long, so I just had to shrink back into the shadows and hope they weren't paying attention. Not sure what I would have done had they seen me. But they didn't. After a moment she left, still adjusting her costume. Then he came out whistling. Cock of the fucking walk.

So, sexy, but annoying. I hope she got hers later. I think it's possible, since what I saw was a quickie. I bet he's not all about her even given the time though.

Well, I Promised Zoe

As I said I would, I brought a dildo and a vibe to the show tonight. I left them in my car because come on, that's all I need. "What, this dildo that just feel out of my bag and landed on stage? Um... prop?"

I also arrived early because hey, a little fun before the show is just fine by me. And wouldn't you know it, Zoe was there early too. Almost like we'd planned it, except we didn't.

We had oodles of time. She came up to me as I was walking in and gave me a giant, perhaps too friendly hug, a kiss on the cheek, and whispered, "I've been waiting all day for you. I need some more." Fortunately there wasn't anyone else around, so I kissed her lips much too friendly and then grabbed that cute ass. So fun to squeeze, her ass.

We immediately headed back to our previous trysting spot. She started stripping off her clothes almost as soon as we were in the door, but I had to tear myself away from looking at her to make sure we wouldn't be disturbed. When I turned back, she was pulling off her panties and I grabbed her ass and kissed it. She giggled.

Again, it was all about her. I really don't mind; in fact, I feel lucky.  We started with her lying back and me just devouring her pussy. She doesn't have much taste, even when she's really wet. I have no idea why anyone would mind going down on her.

After a bit, I said, "Shit, wait a minute, because in the hustle and bustle I had completely forgotten to get the toys from my car. Fortunately I was still dressed, so I left her looking lovely and lonely and ran to the car, grabbed my bag of tricks, and ran back. Or rather hastened back, because I ran into several people who wanted to keep me from my appointed rounds and had to fly casual.

Finally made it back to find her forlornly rubbing her pussy. She perked right up when I came in the room. I didn't say anything like, "So what would you have done if it wasn't me coming in," since she was just lying there, legs wide open, totally naked and waiting. Hell, if I'd come back and found her fucking someone else, I guess I wouldn't have been that surprised.

Her eyes lit up when I pulled out the dildo. He's one of my favorites, black and probably 8 inches. I have bigger and more exciting ones, with nubs and so forth, but she's a beginner and eight inches is plenty if you know how to use it. Hell, 5 can be plenty. Size matters but not as much as you'd think.

I also didn't bring a harness or anything. Strapons can come later too. I kissed the tip and grinned at her, and she looked extremely ready for the little guy. She practically grabbed it from me. "Let me show you what the guys are going to miss," she said.

She may eat pussy like a newbie but she can suck cock like a pro.  She told me she had plenty of experience doing that. "I did this my first time with a guy when I was 13," she said proudly. I didn't burst her pride by one-upping her, because that's respectable. Going to have to find out more about her previous experience. Sounds like she might have some fun stories.

She had all eight inches down her throat (well, maybe not all eight; she had to hold on to the end) lickety split, and I complimented her because that was clearly what she was looking for. "Okay, enough showing off," she said after she backed off.

I got the dildo back and got between her legs again, kissed her cheekily on the clit, then rubbed the head over her labia and delighted in her squirming in anticipation. "Don't tease," she begged.

So I stopped teasing and slid that dildo into her slowly but firmly. "Oh yeah, just like that," she gasped.

It didn't take long for me to work up a rhythm and I'm pretty sure she was cumming shortly after that. Then I wanted to have some fun. "Bend over," I told her. "I want to watch that cute ass bob."

"I thought you'd never ask." She rolled over, dildo still inside her, and presented her cute backside to me. There was more thrusting on my part, with some twisting thrown in for good measure. Sorry guys, but if I'm given a detachable penis I can do some things with it which feel really great and which can't be done by you. But a dildo can't match a cock for other stuff, so potato potahto.

"You... you can do some if the stuff you were doing last night if you want," she said, hopefully, hesitantly.

"I've got an even better idea," I said. Well, in fairness I had an even better idea, but I didn't think then was the right time to start fucking her ass with a dildo, so I went back to my bag and got out the vibrator.  It's a little silicone number which is not so good for penetration but since I had a dildo I brought it because it's wonderful for other things, and it's non-threatening.  And I took that vibe, put it on low, and started rubbing it over the base of her pussy.

"Oh wow," she said, shivering.

"I know, right."

"You weren't kidding about toys."

"This is just a taste of what they can do for you. We've got to get you one so you don't have to hit on strange women to get off."

I was gentle with the dil as I moved the vibe down until I was massaging all over her ass with it, then I settled down to just vibing her rosebud and started pumping her pussy with the dildo. I didn't push the vibe in, not without prep and lube, but I was making her colon tingle.  I switched to a higher gear and she moaned softly, "God, that's even better."

Zoe would like anal, I think. I confess a preference for her to get anal from a cock her first time, and maybe that can be arranged.  At this rate she's going to need her own tag. At least I hope.

After several more breathless minutes, she stopped me. "Can't I do anything for you? I kind of want to try it on you."

"We've got time. Go for it."

So I handed her the toys and stripped off my pants and panties.  Then I got on all fours with my ass pointed at her, slapped it, and waited.

She was ginger at first, but once she got the idea she wasn't going to break me, she started enthusiastically fucking me with the dildo.  "Getting to see it from this end... your kitten is so cute all filled up like that." She calls it a kitten. That's adorable.

"Want to try the ass?"

"What, stick the toy up your butt?" She's so cute when she gets shocked when I say stuff like that.

"It wouldn't be the first time."

"Okay." She grinned. "Does it feel good?"

"I'll show you some time when we have some more supplies."

"Supplies?"

"Honey, I'm not sticking the big guy up your ass without practice and lube. Lots of lube." I laughed.

"Don't you need lube?" Sweet of her to ask.

"I've been taking cocks up my ass for long enough now that it's easier. But we should definitely use a condom." She laughed at that, thought I was joking. "No, I'm not worried about getting knocked up by a rubber cock," I assured her. "But I've got lubed condoms and I want to keep him clean in case all this makes you want a little more ."

"And I thought the appeal of being with  another girl was no condoms." I didn't say anything about dental dams. There's a time and a place for everything and also  I'm not a great role model. She had no trouble getting a condom on the dildo, and then she was gently trying to push the tip into my ass like she was afraid of breaking me again.

"Just hold it there," I said after a moment, and then pressed back into the dildo until it popped into my ass.

"God damn, girl," she said, maybe a little too loud. "You just... And that doesn't hurt?"

"Go ahead, it's fine." With some pressure on my end, she slid the dildo deeper, then out again.

"That... that's really sexy," she said, almost as if she didn't believe it.

"It feels better than it looks." I was feeling pretty decent, actually. And I kind of wanted to take advantage of the situation and soldier on. "Now, take the vibe and work my clit please."

And that's how I managed to have an orgasm while being fucked and vibed by a coed.  She was thrilled. "I made you cum," she giggled.

"You sure as fuck did. That was nice."

She hesitated. "Can I have another before we go back?"

I laughed and kissed her. "Shit yeah. I'm dying to taste that cute pussy again."

She smiled and spread her legs and I dove in with gusto. It didn't take long; I think she was in edge after getting to fuck me with the dildo, the newness and taboo of it.  I wound up not using the dildo again, but I did bring the vibrator back to the party and she practically begged me to massage her ass again while I  licked her pussy.  I did, and then I did something I've been trying to get more into because Sveta is really going for it: I moved down and licked her ass.

Not going to lie, still not entirely over my squeamishness about it.  Her asshole tastes stronger than her pussy, a little musky and sweaty but fortunately not much like you might expect an ass to taste. But I wasn't really tonguing it, just licking the outside.  Then, because I'm bad, I looked up at her with a grin and licked a finger, then pressed it slowly and carefully into her ass. I didn't do much more than spread her rectum a little, not penetration, but she gasped and I thought I'd gone too far.

"Oh," was all she said, and then she spread her legs a little. So I fingered around the entrance, pressing a little but not going in, and latched my mouth around her tiny clit and sucked.  I know she came that time because she said so, or rather she said, "Oh shit, oh shit!" and melted.

I came up for air after a suitable interval and said, "That's just a taste. Trust me, the real deal will make you go bananas."

"Damn, I was really gone there."

"I promise, once you work up to it, a cock is going to feel fantastic."

"A cock?" She looked disappointed.

"Honey, if you want I'll fuck your tight little ass with whatever you want. But a cock feels great too."

"I'm not sure I ever want to deal with another guy after this."

"Don't write them off. Come on, don't tell me you don't miss a cock just a little."

"Yeah." She looked sad about that. "I mean, don't get me wrong, this is great. I could happily do this for the rest of my life, I think."

"You don't have to choose. I've got a girlfriend and she and I both get guys too."

"Do you share?"

"What fun would it be if we didn't?"

"I bet guys like that."

"They'd better," I laughed.

We got our clothes on again, put away the toys, and headed back to the real world.

I had to wake up early the next day so there were no after-show shenanigans, but I promised that we'd have some more fun at the earliest opportunity. And then I invited her over to my place. Because oh my god, getting her and Sveta together is my new mission. She asked if Sveta would be there and I said, "If that's okay."

"Oh, it's okay," she laughed. "I've seen pictures. She's sexy.  I just hope I don't get in the way."

I assured her she wouldn't. And I held out the promise of way more toys and butt things and lube, and rather than turning her away, that seemed to excite her.

So the show is coming to a close, but believe me, I'm not letting this particular show fling slip away.

Fuck it, for luck I'm making her a tag. That hasn't always guaranteed anything, but it can't hurt.