I've been thinking about this blog for a few days now, trying to remember all the details in a night that flew by. I had alot of mixed feelings going into the party, worrying about all kinds of dark scenarios, possible administrative nightmares, and also listening to the discontent in my mate's voice knowing he couldn't join me. It was a mixed bag of emotion a whole week before ever getting there.
I worked the day shift that day, unable to get out of my shift and chomping at the bit to just get done and get out. I'd packed my car the night before so that I could speed off to Ogunquit immediately after work. The day dragged wearily by, and finally, after a dog bed Q& A from hell, I clocked out and RAN for my car. Finally on the road, the pre party crabbies set in. I dunno what it is about me and hosting, but I get to be the most rampaging bitch on the planet right before. Maybe it's because I know I have to have my game face on the whole night, maybe it's a case of nerves, maybe it's just the real me making an appearance, but HOLY GOD am I ugly right before a party. In my world of checks and balances, Malcolm usually takes care of it. In the time we've been a couple, he's learned my trigger words and spots in order to diffuse me. And if it doesn't work, he bends me over, pulls my hair, and literally fucks the bitch right out of me. Hey...whatever works, true? So I got to the party crabby, and my boys, especially Ian picked up on it and was concerned. I knew I'd work myself out of it in time for the party, but unfortunately, being the other third of a trouple puts Ian in my line of fire too. Thank goodness he's beginning to learn my trigger spots too. LOLOL. Poor Devin tho....he was just baffled.
Part of my angst was feeling the absence of Malcolm like a tangible ghost. Some fraction of my psyche was looking for him the whole evening....making comparisons in my mind, the inevitable "What Would Malcolm Do?" like one of those running dialogues over a grocery store loudspeaker. But the preparty started, and I had the massage table set up, and I just started to do what it is that I do......and it made me feel so much better. Human and sane again. The crabbies went away, and my genuine smile and joy emerged. I was seeing people I loved and cared about, people that were my friends...that I hadn't seen in months, and in some cases in over a year! How could I not be happy?
The party was a success, of course I knew it would be. Was it as wild and crazy as the cruise? No, but all the components of a great party were there. The dance floor was full all night, people availed themselves of the hospitality room throughout the night, and we almost had a jammin afterparty....until the Inn staff broke it up LOL, busted!! I swear I have the worst luck with Inn Nazis LOLOL. I got to chat with folk I haven't seen in forever, got to flirt with lots of beautiful people. And I had my hot fucking 3sum with my boys. Oh yes, never doubt they made my night amazing. Devin especially was an astounding date.
Devin is hot. No bones about it, he's FUCKING hot. He's got the face, the body, the ass, and the cock to prove it. Devin loves to be stroked, and it's one of our running jokes that he makes me exhausted by how much I need to stroke his ego, that it's more work than just stroking his cock. LOL, but both things are amazing TO stroke. And seeing the eyes of the women alight on him made me chuckle inside because YES, he really is as good as he looks. Even Ian stopped for a minute to notice that Devin was getting on well with the other guests. God love those two, cuz I shore nuff do. They were like brothers all night, each alternately seeking me out to make sure I was all right, making sure I had a drink, or a snack, or a kiss....Sending me a smile across the room as I made sure the guests were all good.
Devin and I made our way up to the hospitality room by ourselves to get some much needed alone time. I hadn't seen him in too long, and I'd missed him...alot. So we kissed, and hugged, and I got my lips wrapped around his amazing cock until I could feel him bumping against the back of my throat. I'd forgotten I'd never really deep throated him before. Not sure why, it just had never happened. So I didn't hold back this time, just went for the whole thing. He let me set my own pace, but as the cock sucking progressed I noticed his hands creeping to my head tentatively, wanting to hold me down but not really sure it was ok. I let him know he had both Malcolm's and my full consent to enjoy himself no holds barred. Malcolm had called him just a couple of hours prior to have his final talk of the evening with him, just reinforcing that his sole responsibility was to ensure I was taken care of. And to just relax and have fun. Devin and I played like that a little bit more, both of us knowing that I wouldn't let him cum yet...the night was altogether too young. So we both cleaned up a bit, and headed out to the balcony to look down and chat and hug. I remember bumping my ass back into his still hard cock, my dress barely concealing the fact that I was naked and available underneath it. Devin is still somewhat shy, even with all his bravado, and he wanted to fuck me right there by the railing, but again, his uncertainty about whether or not it was ok made us both wait for a better place and time. He really is very sensitive and caring, wanting to make sure he stays on my favored list. He is so damn CUTE!
At some point during the party, I think probably after 9, I finally decided I'd had enough of celibacy. Malcolm and I had been apart for almost 2 weeks because of work, sick mom's and moving, and I needed some sex. Ian must have smelt the pheromone because he appeared at my side, and gave me my favorite hug from behind. I turned in his arms, kissed him deeply, and looked him solemnly in the eye "I need it now. Right. Now." He paused only a moment, and said, "OK, let's go then." and he started to head for the hospitality room. I stopped and said "No, our room. I need a drink too, and I want privacy." He never questions me, never challenges. He changed course, and as we passed where Devin was mingling and dancing, I put my hand and dragged my nails across Devin's back. Ian and I kept walking to our room.
We got to our room, and I took care of my bathroom needs, poured myself a happy happy blue drink, shot it down, and attacked Ian. He laid me on the bed, pulled my dress up and put his mouth on my clit, getting me ready for what it is he does. He ate me, made me scream, made me cum a little bit, never giving me the big one....just getting me ready for his magic hand. And then, one finger at a time, he opened me up and rubbed and rubbed until he made me come apart. It was early on during this that the door opened and Devin came in. He'd given us a little bit of time to be private, but he knew that I'd "summoned" him by letting him know I was leaving the party for a spell. He saw me laid out and cumming, and arrived just in time to see the squirting start. As he released his long beautiful cock and stuffed it into my mouth, I had an amazing orgasm realizing I was sandwiched between my two beautiful boys. Each of them caring for me so genuinely, and all of us knowing the affection is reciprocated 100 fold between all of us, Malcolm included. That 3sum got even hotter, but I'm going to withhold those very VERY private details as something shared between lovers. The only other person that will ever know those details is Malcolm. It's our pleasure to share these stories with each other in our quiet moments while we snuggle.
There is much more that happened at the party. My bisexual moment with a woman I have an intense girl crush on. Our hookup with another couple. But those are moments that I'm going to reserve and just say.....You should have been at the party!!! Come to the next one and maybe you'll see this stuff for yourself. LOLOL
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One Love,
Lilith & Malcolm
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