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It Hurts to Be This Sexy

2004-06-04 | 9:45 a.m.
Sex. Party.

OK, so the sex party was what? Oh, yeah, amazing. That's the ticket.
I got there early with X and met up with a few local boys and dykes that I know, waiting to be a cruise director for all the people I knew from different scenes. Bevin came later, as did Dimples, and I ended up meeting a few other new kids. But the kids aren't really where the action is.
I ended up playing with the wonderful boy of a super cute friend who wasn't attending last night and another random-ish person who I hadn't met before. The Boy and The Beater (who I cannot think of a better name for at the moment) kind of swept me away. I was not expecting to get much play at all.
Anyway, there was flogging. And punching. And general slapping around. A bit of paddling. A couple of blow jobs. A lot of giggling on my part.
The flogging might have been my favorite. There's something wholly engaging and perfect about understanding what an object feels like at so many different speeds and pressures on your body, and yet having no idea what the next moment will feel like. Both The Boy and The Beater were really wonderful about checking in and reminding me to breathe.
My favorite next day pain is coming from the punching. Two symmetrical, fist-sized bruises should be appearing on the upper part of my chest sometime today or tomorrow. The actual punching was pretty amazing because of all the eye contact involved. It's incredibly intense to read someone's face from that close, while they're hitting you.
And then there were the blow jobs. Oh Reader. Apparently I love to give them, at least to silicone cocks. And I got The Boy off, which he told me was a pretty big accomplishment.
Yay for SuperKid underpants and consensual beatings and checking in and sex parties and all other manner of things. I'm still sort of blissed out, so I don't know how coherent all of this will seem. You tell me.

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It Hurts to Be This Sexy
	2004-06-04 \| 9:45 a.m. Sex. Party.
	OK, so the sex party was what? Oh, yeah, amazing. That's the ticket. I got there early with X and met up with a few local boys and dykes that I know, waiting to be a cruise director for all the people I knew from different scenes. Bevin came later, as did Dimples, and I ended up meeting a few other new kids. But the kids aren't really where the action is. I ended up playing with the wonderful boy of a super cute friend who wasn't attending last night and another random-ish person who I hadn't met before. The Boy and The Beater (who I cannot think of a better name for at the moment) kind of swept me away. I was not expecting to get much play at all. Anyway, there was flogging. And punching. And general slapping around. A bit of paddling. A couple of blow jobs. A lot of giggling on my part. The flogging might have been my favorite. There's something wholly engaging and perfect about understanding what an object feels like at so many different speeds and pressures on your body, and yet having no idea what the next moment will feel like. Both The Boy and The Beater were really wonderful about checking in and reminding me to breathe. My favorite next day pain is coming from the punching. Two symmetrical, fist-sized bruises should be appearing on the upper part of my chest sometime today or tomorrow. The actual punching was pretty amazing because of all the eye contact involved. It's incredibly intense to read someone's face from that close, while they're hitting you. And then there were the blow jobs. Oh Reader. Apparently I love to give them, at least to silicone cocks. And I got The Boy off, which he told me was a pretty big accomplishment. Yay for SuperKid underpants and consensual beatings and checking in and sex parties and all other manner of things. I'm still sort of blissed out, so I don't know how coherent all of this will seem. You tell me. The weather that ROARED - 2005-03-01 Enabler's Rag - 2005-02-15 Where in the world? - 2005-01-14 Where have all the rude boys gone? - 2005-01-04 quickly - 2004-11-21 <-- - -->	Last Next Newest Older Rings Pictures Links Profile Guestbook Email me Notes Diaryland Hate is Great