Friends share

I learned back and closed my eyes as her lips closed around me, and one of my last thoughts before focusing entirely on the exquisite feeling of my cock in her mouth and my hands in her beautiful hair was a mental reminder to thank the friend who had introduced us.

A few days earlier I had received an IM from a friend, asking if I was going to an upcoming play party our mutual friend Topdrop was throwing. When I told him I was, he asked if he could recruit my assistance. It seemed a young lady of his acquaintance was planning to attend said party, but was quite nervous, as she was still just dipping her feet back into the world of kink after some time away. More importantly she didn't know many people who would be attending this soiree. He asked if I would talk to her a bit, both to re-assure her and tell her what I knew about the parties and what to expect, as well as give her someone else she would know at the party itself. He’s a good friend and I like helping people find their comfort in play spaces, so I told him to feel free to put us in touch.

A few hours later she sent me an email through a kink website I’m on, introducing herself and saying that our mutual friend had pointed her my way. I emailed back, mostly saying hello and inviting her to ask about the party, though the spankability of her ass as exhibited in her profile picture seemed worth commenting on. We started chatting online, and quickly formed a connection; the kind of conversation that moves seamlessly from flirting to talking to sharing parts of our past to making each other incredibly turned on and around back again. By the end of the evening we were both quite eager to meet at the party the next night- and she had specific instructions on what to wear to please me. Thigh highs just make everything better, after all.

We met at the party and from the moment I saw her face light in recognition when she saw me, I knew we would be having a good night. We said hello and after I had made the rounds and said hello to a few other friends and gotten myself generally acclimated I took a seat near her. I joined in the conversation a few people were having and after a few minutes I simply made eye contact with her, snapped my fingers once and pointed to the floor at my feet. She didn’t speak a word, though I saw a smile steal across her face, and then she gracefully got up and moved to kneel at my feet. My hand started playing idly with her hair, stroking her neck with my fingers while I continued conversing., and when my hand enmeshed in her hair and pulled, I was rewarded by feeling her whole body go slack, melting slightly along with a soft moan. This was going to be a very good night.

As always, my ability to give a blow by blow recounting of the evening will fail me. My memories of an evening are never a narrative, instead I remember images, moments.

*Pushing her against the wall and slipping my hand between her thighs to feel her literally dripping through the lace.

*Holding her tight by the hair while she knelt next to Rachel as Rachel hungrily sucked me off. Seeing the look in her eyes- such pure hunger and lust and desire and frustration as I held her just out of reach, making her watch but not touch. Yet.

*Wrapping my hand around her throat and feeling her pulse quicken, and her eyes close. Seeing her whole body go slack with my hand around her throat, and then re-awaken when my lips found her's and I kissed her.

*Making her kneel over a bed between Rachel and Emma, and having a friend join me in flogging and paddling and spanking all three of them in turn. Seeing them each react, not only to the floggers and paddles against their own flesh, but to the sounds of the others being hit.

*Finding myself standing by the door, waiting for Rachel and Emma to say their goodbyes, and noticing Topdrop off by himself. I patted Hannah on the ass, pointed to him, and told her to offer herself to him. She looked a bit nervous, but nodded and went to do as she had been told. Thirty seconds later, her had her against a wall and panting. I like helping people make friends.

*Driving her home, one hand on the wheel, the other between her thighs. Its such a cliché, hearing that mix of uncertainty and nervousness about being caught, and arousal from what my fingers are doing as she protests, but so half-heartedly, but I so love it. And with Hannah- she has this wonderful aura of the innocent little thing who just might enjoy being naughty, though shhhh, don’t tell anyone. So very very hot.

*And then the moment with which this story started. Feeling her mouth wrap around me, a few different times throughout the evening. Sometimes leaning back to let her enjoy, others holding her tight by the hair and guiding her, teaching her exactly how to please me and having her react so wonderfully obediently, so obviously focused on pleasing.

A very good night. I owe my friend for introducing us. Though given that since then she’s formed rather nice connections with two gentlemen I’ve put her in touch with, I think the phrase “pay it forward” could be applied.