Not too long ago, Starfish and I have made three crucial decisions:
- When.
- Where.
- What kind of party.
The where and when is something I'll let Starfish reveal in due time, but to be honest with you, I'm ITCHING to let you know. Believe it or not, I enjoy throwing Bi-Parties.
As I may have explained before, Bi parties are generally more successful and easier to put together because even if no women show up, the men can all have some fun.
* In this case however, to be totally honest, Starfish has a strong indication will attend the party.
**
As it currently stands, she seems to be doing quite a bit of the workload when it comes to the various ads, screenings, and emails and putting people at ease.
It seems that she has come to understand why I only throw these parties together semi-regularly, but also seems to know the fun and frustrations of doing so.
There seems to be an added benefit of her potentially finding a female playmate before and after the party, but there seems to be some red flags that we talked about. Of course people that initially seem to be flaky might surprise you in the end, but it's better to have your guard up and be pleasantly surprised than to be crushed for not seeing it ahead of time.
Now that I'm thinking about it, I guess I better get creative and post a few more ads.
*except me, being the straight one. But I just have fun throwing them. go fig.
**Not doubting her NOT showing up, but stuff happens. Either way, the party will continue.
This
article on CNN caught my attention on the kind of damage it could do. There has been a few instance people being outted for a variety of
reasons, some of which have been in cases that people have been careless in maintaining they anonymity.
Starfish is a good example, I haven't exactly been careful about it, but I'm working on it. My advantage is that being in a city this size, you can get lost fairly easily.
There has been a
positive side of being outted, but I think most of the bloggers that read this aren't exactly those that go into a Julia Child's fetish dream of some sort.
I'm merely reinforcing the fact that you need to be careful with who you decide to show your blog to. This is to serve as an "outlet" of what you REALLY like or true beliefs. Things could go bad if someone you don't intend to find out (relative, friend, employer, etc) find it and you could find yourself in the position of those mentioned above.
Just sayin', people. Be careful.
I mentioned her briefly in a previous
post, and it seems like she took up my offer to be a guest poster for awhile until I get a bit more active.
One of the reasons she took me up on the offer is to be more candid than she was on her own blog. I have given her full freedom to discuss whatever is on her mind and stated, much to my surprise about her REAL kinks.
I will still be posting as I get more active, but real life has intruded a bit, so I won't be posting as much or on a different topic for awhile.
In the meantime, Welcome and Enjoy "Starfish!"
I got nothing going on at the moment, but I'd thought I'd add a poll for a bit of curiousity.
The only option I've put on there is "watching", the "participation" thing would have been too much of a pain, but if you want you can comment on it.
If there are any other variations you'd see/participate in, then feel free to let me know.
Additionally, I'm have another party in the works, but instead of the Bi-Party, I might throw together another gangbang for an out of towner coming in on business.
Yeah, I know. I'm charitable that way. :)
Just having completed my latest party, I have taken a few photos.
Nothing with faces on there, but a couple of nice shots. Was wondering if I should publish them on here...for at least awhile.
Take into consideration they don't know about the blog, but the photos are generic enough, it would be doubtful that they would know it's them if they saw it.
So if my 5 readers can muster together and comment along with answering the poll, I'd certainly appreciate it.
Hopefully I can come to a decision by the time the stories are ready to be published.
I paid a visit with
Sharon last week for some fun sex, and apparently, she is having some misgivings since our
last adventure. While our encounter was satisfying, I could tell she was a bit more distracted than usual afterward. She confessed that she had fun, but that she felt that a line was crossed in her cheating and needed sometime to reflect about her marriage, her sex life, and her life overall.
Asking what she had in mind, she said she still wants to see me occasionally, but only under the
rules we established several months ago.
We agreed that that would be our only means of communication for now unless she initiates it.
"I hope you understand, I really enjoy my time with you." was her response after we agreed to the rules.
"That's okay, and I understand." was my response. I totally respected where her head was at.
"But, I will leave it up to you if you want it rough or not, I love how you handle me." she said with some hope in her voice.
"Your body is fun to play with, I'll watch for the cock signal." I tenderly nudge her with my hip on my way out the door.
"When you see the signal, I'm always ready for you." she said with a giggle, and with that she gave me a kiss through the car window before hitting the garage button.
For what I suspect is the last time, I backed my car out out of the sleeping neighborhood and into the dark.
Some interesting things have happened over the past week and it is going to require several different posts, but I will try to get as much in without being a bunch of babble...which is going to be a first with a post of mine.
I think I need to explain the dynamic between
Stormcloud and I; even though I have explained it
briefly in the past, the need to expound on it came upon me while I was talking to a fellow blogger (which deserves another post).
We met around 15 years ago while I was heavily into swinging and even more active than I am today. We were as different as night and day sexually and morally, but somehow I was able to date her for a short time (Monogamy was ROUGH!). The more I knew about her and her past and the things she had endured I was in awe about the mettle this woman had.
While we were intimate, she rarely did more of the things I liked (at the time, I was more heavily into the D/s thing) but discovered a love for anal sex (To date, I'm the only man she has let do that to her).
As we eventually cooled and found other relationships, we saw each other infrequently and quite platonic.
When she discovered I broken up with a then girlfriend, she confided how things weren't going well with her marriage; it was then that I became "The other man".
Things eventually came apart with her husband and her life started to fall apart with my trying to help her out as much as I could financially, emotionally, and physically.
This part of our friendship took its toll on our friendship and realized our relationship as "Toxic" because she was draining me and decided to slowly ween her off me.
Over the years (six or so), while her calls to me were increasingly infrequent (much to my delight), every call that she made was greeted with a certain dread; but I couldn't refuse her calls.
The conversations basically went to talking about difficulties about her job, her kids, her health issues, etc and just totally brought me down.
I could have won the lottery, had a kid, and had the worlds best sex THE SAME DAY, but after one of her phone calls, I would be ready to drink arsenic, slit my wrists, and jump off a building with hungry crocodiles at the bottom with a gun to my head to shoot myself on the way down.
It was that bad, but I was the only emotional anchor she had in this world and didn't want to let her down.
Nowadays, it seems like she just wants sex; apparently her current boyfriend isn't doing it for her and she's sending in the closer to plug that extra hole (or whatever her thinking is).
For now I have to be on guard of her getting back into my life.
THIS is why I call her Stormcloud. Don't get me wrong, she's a beautiful person, and would do anything for anyone, if she had the resources, but to me, she has gotten to be Toxic.
And I'm seeing her tonight.
You know, this past weekend was fun, but I already want another and quite frankly; I don't want to just have
Sharon there, she's a bit too
unstable for my taste. Maybe
Lumens, but she has been pulling a disappearing act with her job and traveling.
Lauren is out, she hasn't contacted me since she
ended our dating, so that leaves
Katy.
Oh, I know she's totally down with whatever I have in mind.
So, my goal is to have one by late April; to achieve this, I'm going to start posting within the next week. I know I briefly mentioned starting one
awhile ago, but I blame that on the NyQuil and cold/flu/sickness.
Confession?
Just saw Mr. and Mrs. Smith for the first time recently.
They are inhumanly good looking.
As a straight male, I would SO do a threesome with them and it can be a free-for-all.
Just sayin'.
Well, my working 10-14 hours for 27 of the last 33 days finally caught up to me, not to mention some shanigans that I managed to get in didn't help either.
I'm sick.
Felt it coming on with a sore throat on Sunday and I woke up sounding like Barry White on Monday.
Kinda' wished I had that voice permanently. Then again, from what I hear, my voice is rather sexy as it is when I have that "sexyness" thrown in.
Aside from some light coughing and the sore throat, I actually felt fine.
Whatever. Fuck.
Deciding that I just need to rest, I forced myself to stay home and take it easy while I was emptying out my TiVo of all the stuff I have neglected for the past month. (What? Izzy MIGHT have lethal cancer??)
The phone calls started to come in a span of over less than two hours;
Lauren, Stormcloud, Sharon, Katy, and Lumens had decided that they could use some action today, but as soon as they heard a strange voice with my distinctive phone greeting, they knew something was up.
They knew I was ill. I even passed up some "Theraputic blowjobs."
Me turning down sex is like asking Dracula to go vegetarian.
If it wasn't for the fact that I suspected I MIGHT be contagious, I decided to turn them all down because I would feel bad if they all came down sick and missed work because of me.
Shit.
*****
I decided to throw together TWO parties. One is going to be a gangbang and the other is going to be a Woman to Woman Bi Party.
The Centerpieces for both will be Katy and Lauren. It should be interesting how this will turn out, I make the posts, they answer the emails, they get to have their own CL Phone, and the funds for a hotel room.
This is going to be my first WTW party in quite some time, so this is going to be interesting.
There are many blogs out there that are posted/written on a daily basis.
Some are enlightening, thought provoking, titillating, silly, and just plain touching.
To be honest, many of the blogs that I read are of the sexual nauture, mostly because I relate to many of them in many ways. While the sexual blogs are a fun read, I like to be able to know what goes on that may not contain any sexual connotations what-so-ever. It's good to read as to how people reason on the things they do.
We (Sexual bloggers) aren't merely a collection of vaginas and cocks, but of people that are simply more sexually open than others in society.
Some bloggers disappear for a variety of reasons; most have simply stopped writing or deleted their blogs without giving due notice as to why they chosen to stop.
So I'd like to point out a blog that I've been watching for a considerable amount of time. It shows the journey of a woman who's sexual appetite dictated her actions; at least, that is how *I* interpreted it.
Over the past year she has gone down a bit of a spiral and wrote her final post to a blog that she intends to delete.
I'd like to recommend this site because its an interesting road that she has traveled, and I urge you to read this blog before its gone forever.
Sexy Horny
Occasionally, I get an email from kids
* asking how I got to be such a stud and talk or meet the women to do the things that I do.
After I recover from at least a few minutes of laughing, I just tell them it's just confidence and how one treats a woman.
One seemed to not believe me and I wound up talking to him on the phone and I told him the following story how dense I was when I was a kid:
I was about 16 or 17 when a girl ("Sandy") I was lusting after for a couple of years visited me out of the blue.
Looking back at it, I was surprised at her timing and it seemed like the stars aligned.
My parents were going to be gone for almost the entire day.
We went to my room and screwed around on my
C64 computer**, when she noticed a deck of cards and wondered if we could play a game of hearts.
Jokingly, I responded that maybe we can play strip poker instead, thinking that she would never accept my challenge.
When she accepted my challenge, it took me a few moments to recover, but I regained my (what little i had) wits and set up the game.
I think I need to describe both of us:
She had solid black long hair, with ample breasts which simply accentuated a very lovely figure for a girl of her age.
Me? a 6ft tall stick and glasses and as nerdy as you can get. Ugh.
After what seemed like an hour or so, she was down to a towel (I don't remember how she won the towel) when I won the last hand and I eagerly waited to see her body when she said something totally unexpected that STILL echos in my ears.
"If you're going to see me naked, you're going to have to give me one of your massages."
Now, I was well known in my circle of friends for massages and I have no qualms about massaging girls or guys. Obviously, the girls were more fun.
So she dropped her towel and laid, face down, on my bed.
I shifted modes and got the oil out and massaged her from head to toe of which she made the comment that I was lingering a bit too long on her ass and apologized and continued.
The next bomb was that she flipped over and wanted me to massage her front.
I NEVER massaged a torso before, especially a female one with HUGE breasts; so I winged it.
Once again, looking back, I heard (and felt) her breathing heavily whenever I reached her pussy or breasts.
Then I told her I finished.
Her eyes snapped open and said, "HUH?"
"I'm done."
She looked at me like I was a snake or something, gathered her clothes and left.
She didn't call me for weeks.
It was only after a couple of years later, while we were about to actually have sex is when she told me how much of a dumbass I was.
I was ahead of her, I realized it six months after the fact.
Yeah, I was a REAL stud in High school.
There are times when I can't take hints like that to this day.
Go fig.
*Usually 20-25, but I get the occasional 17yr old and older than 25. I tell the 17 yr old to come back in a year.
**Yes. a nerd. Shut up and stop laughing. I was also a virgin at the time...not surpringly.
Ever since our last
encounter,
Sharon has been steadily texting me every few hours, mostly because I've kept sending her call straight to Voicemail.
*bzz*
"Please? Can we talk?"
As usual, I ignore her. Just not interested in what she has to say, I'm still pretty pissed about our last encounter.
The question is, WHY am I pissed? It's not like I haven't done something like this
before since a previous girlfriend got me into it, but those are totally different circumstances. Mostly after much discussion, trust, and rules.
Since my
date with
KM, I've been on the edge, re-evaluating whether I want to keep this
life and how high up being kinky should be in ones sex life.
To make things more complicated, I'm itching to have a party.
*bzz*
"Can I explain?"
Fuck it.
I hit the button.
"Hey!", she tried to sound cheerful as if nothing happened.
"What do you have to say?"
She had a proposal.
A rather fascinating one and wind up talking for a good two hours.
Turns out she REALLY loves rough sex and didn't think I would be the guy to do it right for her until the
first time it happened and has been craving it ever since.
Not that I'm totally against it, but I've been burned out on the S&M,B/D scene for quite some time.
Granted, there are SOME aspects I REALLY enjoy, but the whole Domination thing is all fine and dandy until your sub turns a bit crazy.
With all due respect to the S&M Community, it seems like a number of the people within it are a bit TOO into it and have other issues that prevent other people from having fun, either that or I just wasn't as into it as other people were.
So we worked it out:
1: HAS to be done within 5 days of her husband leaving. Hubby might come back anytime after that and I don't do well with gunshot wounds. This IS Texas.
2: Set a clear signal at her home. In case her neighbors are reading, I won't mention what it is.
3: A safeword for both sides, just in case something comes up.
4: A list of what she likes or like to do to what is perfectly acceptable to her.
There are couple of different things that I might reveal later, additionally, if she does what she did last time. I'm walking away. She understood that and promised to behave herself. She doesn't want to lose a play partner that she likes.
While I was thinking about it, I decided to edit our
first meeting to omit some details that would reveal who she is if her neighbors might come across the blog.
I read a
survey that was totally bogus with no thought behind it.
Being the anal guy that I am, I had emailed the poster and sought to prove to him that his survey was flawed and proceeded to post several times for women to give me their results of a variety of questions that I had asked. I already posted this on my local Craigslist, so I would figure I'd put it on here:
Out of the 34 women I have talked to, this is the basic breakdown: I want to thank all the ladies that wrote, called, and several that I had met for a very enlightening drink.
Here are the overall results.
Were you able to continue the relationship until meeting? and did it continue from the initial meeting?100% said they have met/dated.
Did you stop responding to the person you answered the ad for?
And why and after how many emails?
100% said they have deleted emails of men, only after they said something inappropriate, rude, or only send pictures of their cocks.
Stated that about 80-90% of men have done or said something inappropriate.
Did he stop responding to emails?
They said about 50% of men stopped emailing them at one time or another without a reason, even with a “good” photo.
Was a photo sent initially?
5 sent the photo when responding to an ad,. but most will eventually send one if one is sent.
What kind of photo was sent, (Portrait, crop from family, self portrait, etc) and was it a torso, facial, bikini, etc?
Usually a “Mirror” shot, body and separate facial shot, but rarely nude.(3)
What was the initial form of contact? Phone call? Meet at Starbucks? Restaurant?
29 have met at a bar near the home or a star bucks. 2 was a combination of “work”, “Park” or other location. 3 will host or go to their dates home or hotel room.
After the initial meeting, what was the conclusion of the meeting?
Varies: 70% said it was simply a meet and greet and 40% of those would continue a further relationship. 30% would would go straight to a discrete (or not) place for an encounter.
Relationship, open relationship, dating, sexual only? 30 said they were either answering ads for sexual or open relationships only.
10 have said that they put up ads, with 8 saying that they have not received ANY responses to their ads.
The kinds of ads that they put up were, including, but not limited to; Spanking, threesomes, gangbangs, phone sex, or simply an anonymous encounters.
Most say they don't put up ads because there are enough ads from men that there isn't a need to unless there is something specific they want.
The few that do put up ads find it that they have all the responses they can handle within 2 hours and will generally delete their own post.
Conclusion:
Seems that the initial email is a make it or break it. All but one of the ladies stated that if you only write one or two lines and/or send a cock picture, you're not even considered.
The ones that send a proper reply have a higher rate of success.
Accuracy of pictures vs. personality:
a PROPER picture that closely resembles you will buy you points if you meet. If the photo is WAY off without explanation (I.e. Shotgun blast to the face or substantial lost weight), is a deal breaker. If the photo is close and relatively recent, they will cut you a little slack. There have been instances where the photo and the person in from of them were not one in the same.
When the emails continued, usually something inappropriate was said along the lines of:
“So, when do you want to fuck?”
“Have you lost weight since that photo was taken?”
“Is that a GOOD picture of you?”
And my personal favorite:
“You don't mind if I bring my kids with me? They can sit in the next room.”
100% of women said they cut off further contact due to the reasons posted above.
100% women said that, at some point men stopped contacted them for unknown reasons.
Out of the anecdotal information I took from the ladies, statistically out of 100 men, only 8 make it past this point.
Phone calls:
Conversational skills are high up in the determination of whether a woman will meet with a gentlemen. While accents aren't generally an issue (but generally well received!), any casual mention of racism, harsh political views (regardless of her politics), crude language, off color humor, unwelcome sexual remarks, and anything that may mean a lack of intelligence and manners is generally a frowned upon.
90% of men make this mistake.
At the initial meeting, the determining factor would be how close the picture resembles the man she is meeting. In a few instances the picture was taken 10 years ago, and some it wasn't them at all!
Needless to say, honesty and taking a good recent picture is important.
Conversational and social skills are generally judged on this as well, but the breakdown is more interesting at this point:
28 of the women said they pretty much either ran after the initial meeting with no further contact.
All of women said that THEY were left at the meeting and were not contacted again.
Considering that I met a few of the women who say they got LEFT, I should go out and slap some men.
One of my favorites is when one said that all one of the men could do is sit there and look at her with “uh-huh”
Way to represent the male species, Cletus.
At this point , its only one in 125 men (approximately) are able to make it to the bedroom.
Out of these, it's mostly acknowledged it's of a sexual nature.
Which kinds you ask?
Well, they told me:
They range from just simple sex, to MFM, Spankings, bondage, group, foursomes, and plain anonymous sex.
Yes, men. They are out there.
The success rate is a bit higher if they are good in bed, practice safe sex, and are courteous lovers.
That means the ladies have an orgasms too, you geniuses.
While the previous “survey” said only 2 men out of 52 have gotten “lucky”, the entire story is that the men are generally their own worst enemies when it gets to such a low percentage of success.
Now, this isn't a very precise survey, but I'm not a professional, but the conclusions are quite clear.
Men are idiots.
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