What? ANOTHER Threesome? DAMN!

The next day was a communicative whirlwind: 






From the time of her post, to my checking into the hotel, she made the statement that she gotten about 8 responses.  
I remember little else because I collapsed.

by 5pm, we had about 6 guys and 4 women verified that they were coming. 
She was getting rather nervous and I started to join her for her smoke breaks and was going down the list of things to expect and things to do ahead of time such as taking a Rolaids if you just ate.

"I never would have thought of that" she said, after I mentioned some precautions ahead of time.
"This isn't my first rodeo", I mumbled between coughs.
"What?"
"'It's not my first rodeo', I guess it's one of those Texas sayings," I responded.


Getting up back into the room at about 5, she hits the bottle and you can tell she was on pins and needles. 

One gentleman in particular got on my nerves because he wanted to know if there were going to be HWP people there. 


The first to show up was Janice, at about 6:15pm, a 6 ft blond and slightly larger woman with a sunny disposition, she seemed a bit nervous when she walked in, but settled down quickly as we made good conversation and answered any questions that she had. 

At about this time, Starfish gave me the number of the HWP dude's number to call. 
I dialed it up and after a few rings went to voice mail.  I left a rather terse message and a number to call and hung up.
For anyone that has read this blog for any amount of time (first off, sorry), you know that gets on my nerves quick.
Both girls were giggling because I had sounded to matter of fact and business-like in my message about an orgy.



15 minutes later, Connie arrived.  A dark skinned lovely that oozed sexuality.
Starfish told me about her in the past that they have developed a bit of a friendship over email because of their mutual interest in Domination.


We made more good conversation on normally how I do these parties, organize them, and such.
As 7pm came and went, there were no other men and I quickly mentioned that it was rather unusual for women to show up first and that it was the men that would be rather anxious. 


Starfish and Janice went down for a smoke and allowed Connie and I to have a ranging conversation that led to S&M and Domination overall.  


She was quite surprised on the intelligent and matter of fact tone I had about it and was pleased to have such an "adult" conversation about the topic without the "stigma", embarrassment, or fear of being judged.   She then asked if Starfish was ever with a woman before and I simply said that she was VERY anxious about it. 


There was a certain change in her like a decision was made.


My phone beeped right after the girls came back in and it was one of the guys that left me an email:


"Sorry, can't make it, girlfriend called and wants me over. Sorry."
Delete.
I get another two emails within seconds of each other: They want the room number, I give it to them, but no one shows.


I was getting to be rather uncomfortable being the only cock on the walk.  again.

It was a little before 8pm when things were suggested to be moved along and Connie simply made the statement of, "I always wanted to be in an all girl orgy."

In a corner of my mind, a major party erupted and a billion 14 yr olds are going nuts.


On the outside, I was the very definition of calm; but only barely.
Taking a quick glance at Starfish, all I could see her do was smile.

There seemed to be a bit of expectation in the air, but no one knew what to do or say.
I make a rather silly suggestion to break the ice a bit, but Connie simply took control and suggested we go to the bedroom.
Janice then commented that she needed to leave because she wasn't feeling well and said that she needed to go home.  As I escort her to the door, Connie and Starfish head into the bedroom.

Reaching the bedroom, I casually asked if it was okay for photos.  To my surprise she agreed!
They both undressed to bras and panties and climbed into bed.  Out of habit, I simply undressed and was simply going to enjoy the show!

Connie took the lead and proceed to hover over Starfish and cover her with kisses and rub her pussy over the panties, eventually making her way down, pulling the them aside and licking her clit.  The moan that emanated from Starfish was a good hint that she was enjoying her touches.

Being the nice guy that I am, took Starfish's panties off to allow easier access and she took advantage of it by licking her clit and settled down between her legs.   I was so tempted by attack that ass and pussy, but I behaved myself.
a few minutes later, she asked Starfish if she ever been fisted before.  The response was a negative, but she certainly wasn't going to refuse the experience.  With that, she proceeded to slowly push her hand in.
After a minute, I realized something important.

"um...Do you want to remove your ring?"
Connie just looked at me in confusion for a quarter of a second and started laughing, promptly removing the ring which was about a good inch long at least.
"Thanks, I forgot all about that."
"I figured it might be significant."

With that, she continued to go deeper and the pace picked up.  Starfish's facial expressions and the moans that were coming from her hinted at the growing orgasm growing with her.
The only problem was, she was at the edge and couldn't go over, and poor Connie was getting rather tired.
Eventually, she settled on just eating her pussy.

Starfish was in heaven.
I was very content.
The view was awesome.

They ended up changing positions and Connie laid down while Starfish ate her pussy.  I was behind Starfish taking in the view for a moment while Connie's facial expressions just showed total pleasure.  After a few minutes, we locked eyes and motioned me to come over.

"I need some cock to suck!"

Who am I to deny that?
I responded to her request and she seized my member with a fairly good grip and shoved it in her mouth and proceeded to alternatively suck and fuck her face with it.  Looking over at Starfish, she was hungrily lapping up at her pussy.
Connie then indicated that she wanted cock, but I had other ideas.  I bent over and attempted to share in the pussy eating.  It worked briefly, but the positions and angles that were required made it difficult...and tiring.
Connie didn't seem to mind, though.
Once again, positioned were changed; Starfish laid down while Connie went back to eating her pussy, I went behind her, gently rubbing her pussy before I entered her.
Once again, the view was fantastic and the arousal simply took over after a few minutes and I came.
I wasn't entirely sure, but I think Connie came again. Anyway, I withdrew and proceeded to suck her clit and tongue her pussy and asshole for several minutes.
My arms enveloped her as I raised her a bit to kiss her back and neck, while gently pinching her nipples and breasts.
Starfish was looking at us with her eyes half open soaking in the view.

Once again, positions were changed a bit and Starfish went under Connie as I continued to be behind her and they wound up in the 69 position. 
Unfortunately, I think my part in this threesome was over, but I continued giving little kisses, rubs, and tender touches to both.


As our session wound to an end, we lounged a bit and chit-chatted about the S&M lifestyle (mostly) until she noticed the time and lazily got dressed.  She noticed the time and realized she had to go home to her boyfriend. 


She thanked us for hosting the party, but was VERY disappointed there weren't more men.
Apparently, she was down for my cock.


Connie and I hugged good bye, and the girls left the room.

Day 1 was Here!

I know this is a bit behind but it all seems like a dream!

Riv flew into the area and I was working my hinder off. I swear I lost some parts of my brain that day. I wasn't able to meet him due to work issues but I knew where he'd be. I followed him on my phone and became worried out of the gate with a wrong turn that he took. Turns out it wasn't a wrong turn but his gps sending him on a goose chase.

It seemed like he was making better time across the state than I was. He finally got tucked into his hotel and we chatted some more. I was nervous since I booked his hotel for him and I didn't want him to be disappointed. He went to be very early for Riv standards. I was still out working when he went to bed. That has never happened. I was giddy as a school girl for the next day to come.

The next day came and he already started his day before I even got out of bed. I laid low. I was expecting him to start his journey to me but time just kept passing. I almost became resigned to the fact that maybe I wouldn't be seeing him that night. He eventually hit the road and I navigated him on the best route possible. I once again was scared for him because he was driving through the middle of nowhere. Riv being a big city boy and driving in the middle of a forest is a little unnerving.

I beat him to the hotel by literally a minute. I saw him park and my heart was racing a mile a minute. Out stepped a rather tall guy and all nervousness melted away. It was like meeting good friend that you spend lots of time with. I gave him a quick hug and kiss on the cheek as we made our way into the hotel. It was a very nice place by my standards. We made our way to the room and he wanted a shower. He stripped down to an oh so sexy level and jumped in the hot shower. I let him enjoy it a bit before he commanded me to get in there ;) We kissed. We rubbed. We enjoyed the skin on skin contact of the shower. We decided to get out and then jumped on the bed together. We kissed. We caressed. He bit my ass (pay back for all the times times I told him to bite me). Then for real excitement.....

We fell asleep.

I slept pretty well that night. The next morning turned into a flurry of emails trying to finalize participants. But that is a whole different story.

In the land of Cheese and Lakes.....

Yes.
The day has finally arrived. 
I hate flying.
Really.  The bumpy ride did little for my nerves and wished I was drunk, but I knew my 2+ hours of terror would soon be over...one way or another.

The plane landed Thursday afternoon in Milwaukee, WI and headed straight to the car rental.


The straight-faced and unenthusiastic Hertz clerk looked at my info and handed me some keys after I refused most of the nice little perks that they offered to me.


"Does it have XM?"
"Umm...no."
"I want one with XM."
"That'll be extra."

Driving across a state without a reliable source of tunes was out of the question.


"Fine."


He adds the appropriate amount to my card and hands me the keys.
A KIA Sportage.


"Are you serious?"
"It's all we have with an XM radio."
"You don't have an actual CAR with it?"
"Nope. Sorry."  He said without even glancing at the rows upon rows of keys behind him.


Making my way to the assigned spot, I climbed in, started it up and headed to the highway, immediately disappointed by the lack of smoothness or acceleration.
I threw on my electronic equipment and plugged in my accessories.


Then I noticed that the power outlet wasn't working.


I started cursing.
My phone was crying for help and I was 5 miles from the airport.

Ignoring the messages from Starfish, I continued to curse and looked for a place to pull over to gather my thoughts.


Rummaging through the Vehicle of the Damned, I find another power outlet in the back.  Since it practically makes using my phone and the navigation useless, I immediately start looking for another hertz rental in the area.  
As I sit there arguing with a rep, I look around further and find a USB port.

WTF?
On a hunch, while still arguing on the phone, I plug in the Jawbone charger into it.

IT WORKS!


Hung up on the rep and immediately looked for a Best Buy and made a bee-line straight for it. 
After making the appropriate purchase, I plug my phone in and I'm return to my happy place.


I could have sworn I heard my phone sigh in relief. 


There was some business I had to attend to before the party and I had less than 40 hours to get to check into TWO hotel rooms in TWO different cities and two different STATES driving 500+ miles.

Starfish was keeping track of my progress across the state on Latitude with my GPS in near real time and texted little comments.

I ignored most of them because I was too busy driving within an inch of my life.  The Sportage characteristics made it so I had to put in quite a bit of concentration into driving the wet roads and maintaining proper speed.


my phone chriped and looked at the message:
"OH SHIT! You're already past Madison? You're hauling ass!" 


I send a small number of replies, but continued to focus on driving. 

Arriving in the small town of Sparta, WI and drive up to a small hotel and curse silently as I see another couple beat me to the counter by 30 seconds. 

They took FOREVER to check in while they were debating on which room to get due to the $10 price difference.  The poor clerk on duty looked her damnedest that she would not kill these two.

Hell, I would have offered to dispose the bodies if it came to it. 

After they had left, I got my papers signed and keys handed to me within 2 minutes. 

Moving the POS to the indicated portion of the parking lot, slide into next to the two bodies that delayed me.


I eyed them as they walked in.  Some foolery was in order, I'm sure. 

Long story short, I made it to my room, talked to Starfish for a few minutes and was out by 9pm.


My eyes popped open and I couldn't breathe and was coughing and sneezing.
Oh, No!

It was 1:30am and I needed to be up in only a few more hours. 
Looking up the nearest pharmacy, I trudged towards my POS, started the engine and realized that the parking space next to me was empty.
My instincts were right.  They were just there for some sex.
Whatever.
I drove up to Walgreens realize it was NOT a 24hr one and had to settle for some convenience store nearby and grabbed some nyquil, ran home and died at about 3am.

The phone rang.
Actually, it was taunting me.  
7 am got here way too early, but I had to get up and do a little more driving and get work done  while we Starfish and I chatted.
The problem with making a fairly rigid schedule that is secret, is that the person you're dealing with won't always go by YOUR schedule.

At 2pm, I was supposed to be leaving and having a casual drive and dinner at my new destination.

What REALLY happened was that it was 5pm and I was running towards the car like a grand prix Le Man's racer. 
We were supposed to have a nice rendezvous and have a casual dinner.
That's not going to happen.

I quickly talk to her and I'm on the road speeding towards my destination.  
On Lattitude, she wonders what route I was going to take and I told her.

"Oh no, sweetie, take THIS route" and gives me the following instructions.
This was her territory, so I had to trust her judgment, and I follow up by telling her to post another ad on the region CL's since none of the men that I have talked to previously had contacted me. 

Looking at my GPS I wonder if she was secretly out to kill me. It LOOKED like a direct route, but I could tell it was going to be murderous if I let my concentration lapses on this small 2-lane road. I break off communication with her, to talk to FF, but the connections are horrid on this route, which didn't surprise me.

Most cell providers concentrate their towers along major highways.

I felt like I was traveling on something a bit better than a game trail.  Deer jumping over my car did little to settle my nerves.
10:30 was the time as I arrived at a charming little hotel that she selected for me to book.
The check in process was merciful in it's speed.

I was dying, but I was pleasantly surprised on how the room was, so I took a couple of pics to show the room to give a bit of perspective on the before and after.
 

Updating on the number of men that have responded on the "new" ad wasn't too surprising, seems like 8 or so had responded in the two or so hours that it had been up.

We continued talking as I threw down the bags, we got undressed, jumped in bed, embraced, kissed deeply, and....


...slept.  

I was exhausted.




Starfish will post her view on it sooon....I hope.  the other half of the weekend will be done by the end of this week....maybe.