Scenes from a Weekend

Scenes from a weekend

*This post wound up being very long, so rather then throw it all at you at once, I’ll put it out in a few posts. If the result is somewhat teasing… all the better.*

Last weekend (a week ago) was a whirlwind and today I finally have enough time to properly write about it. There were pretty girls being flogged, rope bondage galore, sex and sharing, new friends and playmates, most of whom have blogs of their own, frolicking at the beach, ice cream, sno-cones, and re-affirmation that Jersey girls give fantastic head. So I bring you a few scenes from these three days of debauchery and merriment.

But first- the cast of characters for the weekend's adventures: some who are old favorites, some making their first appearance on this page.

Adam: myself, your loyal narrator and guide.
Emma: My fiancé, and partner in crime.
Rachel: My girlfriend. College student, sex-kitten and recent addition to the sex-blogosphere. Also, while currently a resident of NY, she traces her roots to New Jersey, a fact which will prove deeply relevant.
Maja: A young lady I’ve recently met and had the pleasure of flirting with. Brunette, body that could stop traffic at 20 paces, and the most adorable giggle when she’s nervous. Yum.
Tyr: Maja’s boyfriend. Tall, German. Evil minded. A perfect fellow schemer.
Jefferson: Sex blogger, bourbon drinker, and gentlemanly host of some of the best play parties I’ve ever been to. If you spend any time in the sex blog world, you’ve probably already found his writings. If you haven’t- go there. Now.
Avah: I met her at one of Jefferson’s parties about a year and half ago and was quite taken with her, and even more so after the first time we played. We only saw each other at parties and pretty much lost touch, but then a few months ago I found her on Okcupid and she’s been showing up in my life, and in my bed, on a fairly regular basis ever since. A beauty, a masochist and a Jersey girl of the highest order.
Topdrop: I met this fellow late last year when I had the honor of attending one of his kink-play parties, and have had great fun at his events ever since. He had expressed interest in playing with Rachel, and her reaction- a mix of terror and excitement, had me eager to grant his wish. Oddly, for this post at least, he has no blog that I know of.
Match: A friend of Avah’s from DC, with a talent for doing fun things with needles, and then documenting them.
Dov: An old friend who I’ve recently gotten to re-connect with. Skilled at rope, single tails, and all other things sadistic, he and I are finding we work quite well as a team.

Other then Emma and Topdrop, they all have blogs or websites. I feel like such a name dropper.

As for the weekend’s adventures- a few scenes:

Scene 1: Topdrop’s house, Friday evening.
We’re surrounded by people, at a party on Friday night at Topdrop’s house, but when Emma slips out of her skirt, and leans naked against the wall, I’m unaware of anything but her naked form. It’s such a cliché, and of course on some level I don’t fully lose sight of what else is around me- I’m an exhibitionist and love admiring onlookers, and in close quarters, as Topdrop’s parties are, its wise to always be aware of where others are- but as much as that situation ever allows total focus, mine was on Emma. My mood was distinctly mischievous, and I started teasing her- leaning in and breathing lightly on her neck, running my hands down her sides and over her back, just the finger tip brushing against her… and then my hand landing on her ass with a hard smack. She is so wonderfully responsive and when I tease her like that I feel like I’m playing an instrument. She sighs and purrs at the caress and then when my hand finds her ass, it’s like all the tension I’ve built up is released. I once read the phrase “a sensual twang” and it’s the best way I can describe it.

We played like that for a while, my hands and breathe moving eventually to floggers. After an appropriate crescendo I laid down the floggers and took her in my arms, holding her close and letting her feel my body pressed against her back and ass. I turned her to me and kissed her and then I moved to sit on the edge of a coach, pulling her with me. She laid across my lap and I picked up a cane we’d recently bought, that was her special toy. I’m a big believer that part of what makes poly/open relationships work is to have little ways of letting each person in you life know they are special, unique. Emma knows I’ve been doing some pretty intense play with others these last few months and while she loves it and is happy for me, I knew she wanted something special in that world, something she knew was just for us. Given that and how much she also loved canes, this was a natural choice.

So I bent her over my lap, wrapped one arm tight around her, and started to hit her with the cane. Her head fell into the lap of a pretty girl who had sat close to watch, but when I started to apologize the girl told me it was nooooooo problem at all and reached out to stroke Emma’s hair. Glad Emma was getting extra attention I lifted the cane and brought it down on her ass. Then again. At first, just single strokes, letting anticipation build, each a bit harder then the last. After a dozen or so of those, I started to find a rhythm, bringing the cane down on her ass again and again as my other arm held her tight. At first she squirmed, writhing against the cane but after a few minutes her breathing changed and she just went limp in my arms, floating off into subspace as I held her and struck her ass with the cane.

To be continued…