Girl Power!

I love making love to Malcolm. I love feeling his velvet steel body, comparing and contrasting all his hardness and sculpted planes to my soft curvy body. I love his dominance, his sexual and commanding presence. I love feeling cherished and protected when I'm in his aura. I love knowing he'd do anything for me.


But this blog isn't about Malcolm, to his chagrin. Malcolm was away with his kids this weekend, as I spent the majority of my weekend with mine, and the Balloon Festival. But an opportunity arose that I felt I couldn't pass up, a local party held by a lovely woman I've been wanting to meet forever. The party was literally about 10 minutes away from my house, and would feature, I know, many of the local area groups. As we are in the process of building our group, and promoting a huge event, it seemed the right thing to do for at least one of us to attend, and network. Afterall, people read our posts all the time, it's not cool if they never see us out and about.


So I spoke to him about it, asked his permission, was granted a free pass to enjoy myself however I wanted to, and secured the attendance of a couple of friends as well. There's going stag, and then there is just plain foolish. If I'm going to attend without my mate, at least I can use the opportunity to introduce my friends around. True? We dropped my daughter off at her sitter, and headed to the party.

The set-up was amazing. A large property with house, large cleared yard, several mesh tents with seating, a couple of campers, a huge buffet, and a bonfire. Oh yes, and two play areas, one public, one private. Nice! My friends and I said our hellos and I introduced them to the people I did know, and started chatting with people that knew OF me. It's always exciting to meet new people, and see if that little bit of chemistry is there. Kind of awkward when your significant other isn't there, but I learned a huge lesson last night. Even when he's not with me, his comforting presence is still with me, he's always with me. People have long memories, and the impression that Malcolm casts isn't one that anyone forgets easily. So he was toasted, and boasted, and praised, and loved by all those that have made his acquaintance and can't wait to see him again. I had so much fun, so many great conversations. Our hostess also held a wet t-shirt contest, in which my friend, the girl half anyway, partook in. Watching these ladies get sprayed down with really cold water that made their shirts translucent, and their nipples pucker up nice and hard was such beautiful eye candy. I wanted to touch them all.... sigh!

It was an incredibly muggy night, and I kept feeling a sheen of moisture coating me, unpleasantly warm and humid. Someone mentioned a pool, and for the first time I noticed a small blow up pool, about 30 inches tall. MMM, cool contained chlorinated water. I'm IN! Realizing I was alone in this endeavor, I made for the shadows, stripped my clothes off as quick as I could, and stepped into the water. I went to my knees, and then down on all fours just wanting nothing more than to get wet, and cool. It was such a relief, so pleasurable, I forgot myself for a moment, and didn't notice the eyes that were watching me. I became a bit bashful again, upon noticing everyone looking at me, got out, collected my clothes, and went to where I could more easily dress myself. It was all worth it, I felt so much better. I went to the buffet, and chowed on some delicious pasta salad, some lasagna, mmm, cheeses, you name it, and decided I'd take some time out to sit. A couple joined me...and they've given leave to use their real names. They were such a handsome couple, she...gorgeous, just fucking gorgeous. He...the kind of man I like ALOT. She was beautiful, and lush, and had the best conversation, the best sense of humor, there wasn't anything that WASN'T amazing about this girl. He was hot, shaved, tats that matched with HERS, and an amazing body to boot. Just incredible eye candy the both of them. We had great conversation, my friends came over to join us, and another guy too. I just remember thinking WOW, Malcolm and I could do so much with this couple, I'd just...mmmmm.

I'd made a deal with the sitter not to be out too late, so come 11 pm, I decided I'd better go. Amy, sigh...saying her name is even a pleasure, LOL. Amy so nonchalantly asked if I'd let her lick my pussy. My mind totally blanked for a second, but I thought, I'd rather be licking YOU! So we agreed to trade, and headed for the open playroom. She wanted to go down first, so I crawled up on the gargantuan bed and layed on my back....dropped my knees open and felt her sweeet sweeeet tongue touch me. Jesus GOD she was so...GOOD at what she was doing. She added her fingers, and it was incredible. My friend that I'd attended with made her way into the room, and after letting her know she needed to be naked too, I begged her to sit on my mouth. I wanted to be licking something, but mostly, I wanted to be eating a sweet juicy pussy. My friend agreed, and I pulled her down hard onto my mouth, sucking in her clit in time with how Amy was sucking and licking mine. I don't know if you can really explain the joy in eating pussy. It's smell, it's taste, the texture. Finding the special places that make a woman scream and cum. It's an art, it's something I don't think, once you do it, that you can say you'd never do again. Feeling your tongue against a clit, how it stiffens, it's slightly metallic taste....lol hard to explain but an excited clit has a taste all it's own. Sucking it into your mouth, flicking your tongue over it, coaxing it out of it's little sheltered hood. Oh yeah....and knowing that this gorgeous Amazon of a woman is eating you out, my god.....I came...a few times at least.

Different women have different tastes. Some can be slightly musky, some like smoked almonds. Some taste like the ocean. Some taste very very sweet. Amy is very very sweet. I suspect she eats alot of fruit, because she tastes phenomenal. I woke up this morning still tasting her, and it made me want to roll over and put my head back in her beautiful pussy. But today was for remembering not only how good she is at the giving....but also how amazing she feels when she's receiving. I got to watch her have my friend on her face as well, and knew that's what she'd seen when she was eating me. It made me pulse and clench, made me wish for Malcolms thick cock to fuck me hard while my tongue lapped at her, and sucked her. I wanted to make her scream, I wanted her to feel amazing. I fucked her with my fingers, 3 of them which she took like a champ. In and around, looking for the spot that would make her happy. I think I may have found it, LOL. Unfortunately, I didn't get to hear her screams as they were muffled by the silky folds of my friend's pussy...LOL, how AWESOME is that??

To be fair, her significant other also ate me, and Rick baby, you have a phenomenal tongue. I can't wait to do so much more with him, to know what he feels like all over, in my mouth, in my pussy.....in my ass. I can't wait to meet up with these two again! More than that, I can't wait for MY lover to experience them as well. It was wonderful as a single girl, and it will be fucking amazing as a couple.

I don't often wax on about my bi side, but I haven't had occasion lately to fulfill that side of myself. It was so wonderful to indulge in the wonder of women. I wish I'd had more time to luxuriate in all her curves. I wish I'd been able to do so much MORE. I didn't even have time to sample her amazing breasts, and that is a serious crime. But that is what next times are for, and in this instance, there will be more next times. Sorry Amy, I'm not letting you off the hook that easy hunny!

ThreeSum

It's nothing new to me, not really. I first did it in college, before I knew what it was all about. We didn't call ourselves swingers back then, just horny bastards, and it WAS art school. LOL But yes, I've done a number of 3sums with 2 guys in my time. Not lately though...
My experiences in college weren't outstanding. The guys were usually stoned, and kinda goofy. They came too fast from inexperience and excitement, and for me, well, it just wasn't all that. When Mr and I were swinging, we talked about doing MFM 3sums all the time. The very idea of having me sandwiched between him and another guy excited him no end, as did the prospect of giving me a DP, or double penetration. It was Mr's dream to see me get my first DP, and to experience it. It didn't turn out like that, sorry for him. Mr and I did a number of 4sums with other couples, and although we did full swap most times, the DP thing never did work out. I'm not complaining, the 4sums we did have were outrageous fun. We had that great chemistry with each other and the couples we swung with. But we never did get around to the 3sum thing.

Malcolm and I have talked quite a bit about the prospect of bringing another man into the bedroom. We'd already chosen Ian quite awhile ago, but because of our schedules, and Ian's schedule, we haven't had a chance to enjoy him as part of a 3sum yet. We've enjoyed him in a Moresum, and I've enjoyed him one on one. This coming weekend, finally, we're doing him together, just Malcolm and I.

I'm feeling giddy as the two guys have been plotting all week on what their plan of action is. I can't think of two people I'd rather be doing this with, the two guys I know can make my head spin. I love the idea of all the myriad positions we can attempt, all the amazing and varied sexual ideas we can test. It makes me a bit breathless to think of it, and makes my pulse speed just a bit every time I anticipate it. Most of all, I'm so looking forward to cuddling with the man I love more than anything, and the boytoy that I genuinely care for. Thank you daddy for such an incredible gift.

And We Forgot the Camera!

This past weekend, we hosted our second event. We decided, on the advice of a friend, to piggy back our party with a BBW dance being hosted in Braintree, Mass. I'd never been to a BBW dance, and was really looking forward to feeling a sense of camaraderie with other women of size, and meeting some incredible new friends. Our group had originally had about 12 people that committed to coming with us, but in the end we were a party of 6. Our biggest stumbling block, currently, is people who are no-shows or cancellers. I understand that life does happen, but I feel that there must be a better way to deal with this issue. Somehow we need to find a way to get more commitment from our groupies.

My disappointment at the dance itself was twofold. Firstly, it wasn't a well attended event. From the website (www.amplebeauties.com) most of the dances draw between 400-600 attendees. I would have been surprised if there had been 100 people there. Secondly, there was no camaraderie. I did receive some shy smiles from some of the women I smiled at, but mostly I felt like other women were sizing me up, and not in a good way. I suppose, since these dances are marketed to singles, that there is an aura of competition. AND, I discovered that this group is definitely not comfortable with bi-sexuality. We didn't stay at the dance too too long. LOL

Now, the party back in our room? It was outrageous. I drank a little bit too much and was feeling mighty brave. Malcolm was waiting for us ladies up there, having gone back to the room for a cold beer, and avoiding the 8.50 charge for booze down at the dance. His friend was there too, and our last man stayed at the dance a few more moments to chat with some ladies he was acquainted with. It got a bit hazy for me, the night becoming a series of pictures and feelings in my mind and body. So fulfilling. I walked into the room and virtually attacked Malcolm, kissing him deeply, repeatedly, and pulling him down to the bed and on top of me. His weight feels so good when he covers me... I really wanted to suck his cock, I'd been looking forward to it for awhile, and my pussy was dripping wet anticipating it. I got on my knees before him and he unzipped his jeans, slid down his Polo boxers, and unleashed his beautiful beautiful cock. It was so hard, with a pearl of precum at the tip just waiting for me. I licked it carefully, then sucked the head, getting it wet. I worked further down the shaft feeling the head glide along the palate of my mouth. Malcolm became impatient with me and fisted my hair good and tight, and drove his cock down my throat. He really tastes so good to me, I can only think that his taste, his smell all work to drive me further into heat when I'm around him. He fucked my mouth, loving that fact that he can gag me repeatedly. He loves feeling all the muscles in my throat convulse around him when he buries the head of his cock into my throat, enough so that i not only gag on him, but swallow on him too. OHHH, so damn good.

I'd made my outfit for the dance, and the skirt was micro mini short. He helped me up, and got me onto the bed on my hands and knees, raised up that so short skirt to find me naked underneath. He forced his cock into my pussy, my very wet and juicy pussy, until his balls slapped my clit, and he fucked me hard and deep. His friend LJ, presented me with my first glimpse of his beautiful cock, and pressed it to my lips. LJ is large, long and thick. Not so thick that you can't manage it, but thick enough to have to be careful of teeth. But it's an exciting kind of danger, and Malcolm loved seeing me swallow as much as I could. I couldn't get down to the bottom, but I did get close. Malcolm took to pounding into me, pushing me hard to make me go down harder, farther on his friend. What an amazing feeling to have one man caressing your ass and fucking you hard and deep, and another caressing your hair and fucking your mouth. I came, and screamed out my pleasure all around LJ's cock.


We stopped then, got up and went to attend to Susan, who was sitting and watching us. Susan couldn't play all the way, as sometimes women have those pesky monthly issues, but we were NOT going to let her get away with nothing. I needed to play with her beautiful breasts, and kiss her soft mouth, feel her hair under my fingers. And as I played it aroused Malcolm, who loves watching me with other women. He slipped his cock into my ass, fucking me there while my mouth was busy on Susan. LJ had moved to tend to our other female guest, Elaine, and our last guy, Ian, had finally made it back to the room. LJ and Ian worked Elaine over well, one mouth on her pussy, one cock in her mouth. And as we finished with Susan for a moment and I went to sit on the bed, Malcolm demanded an ass to mouth blow job.

Some will find the concept disgusting, some others arousing as hell. At that moment I was somewhere in the middle, and turned on by the thought that Malcolm would push me to go taboo in the middle of so many people. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. I am his sub, he is my dom. I am the flower in his hand....I also do as my dom asks, as is his right. I felt rather than heard a collective gasp, amazement and lust from the men, surprise from the women. It made me braver, made me lose my inhibitions. He went down my throat again, and I swallowed. I lived to tell you all about it. LOL, and for the record? Yes, I'd do it again.

I went to the bathroom to clean up the mess Malcolm had made of me. Everyone had taken a break, drinking some beer, eating some snacks, refueling for more activity. I toweled off, laid on the bed to rest a moment, and within moments was embroiled in one of those surreal moments that float now in my memory. I lay on my left side, with a little satisfied smile on my lips and I felt the bed give behind me as LJ came up to snug against my ass. He rubbed that magnificent cock all over my ass, and gently opened me, and filled me, pressing in, and in... I was good, breathing and relaxing, and Malcolm came to me. I thought he'd come to kiss me, and hold me while his friend fucked my ass. He'd never shared that portal before, it was a new experience for both of us. But no, he was hard, so hard and aroused. He lifted my leg and placed it over his shoulder, opening me up wide in a scissor position. He nudged the lips of my pussy apart with his cock, waiting on his friend's groove. He slammed his cock home, and, in contrapuntal rhythm, I had my first vaginal/anal Double Penetration. I know the angle was hard on Malcolm, but the feeling was dreamlike, I still can't believe I actually did it. And like the greedy bitch I am, I want it again. And Again.

I haven't forgotten about Ian...he was ready when Malcolm and LJ were finished, wiping me down, giving me a drink, and when he was confident that I was ok, taking his turn. His mouth hit my clit and I was so sensitive I jumped, harder into his lips and he laughed a little evil laugh. I felt his fingers making their way inside of me, rubbing me, stretching me more. He licked and sucked, and his chin beard rasped, and his stubble provided so much sensation it was mindblowing. And that hand of his...it was filling me, but it was doing something, finding a spot that made this incredible pressure fill me to the point of painful uncomfortableness. He knew, he gave his little evil laugh as his hand began to fuck me in earnest, as his mouth sucked my clit hard. It was this base guttural feeling, I couldn't have stopped myself from fucking his hand to save my life. I knew I needed something, had to relieve that awful pressure, and it made me beg, and cry, and moan, and scream. And Scream, and scream, and.....push....and Squirt.

And squirt, and squirt, and he'd start the cycle over again while the guys all came running over to see the puddle collecting under my ass and drenching Ian's face and neck and hand. My god, I couldn't even breathe anymore....and in the midst of all that, Malcolm flipped me over and fucked me and fucked me and slapped my ass until it hurt and made me cum and squirt on him and completely lose control of myself. The party had wrapped up by then, and Malcolm and I raced each other to the shower where we tenderly washed each other clean. Malcolm couldn't stay with me because of a family obligation, and the fact that he was LJ's ride. He left me in the company of his trusted friend Ian for the night, not willing to abandon me after all that to solitude in a strange place. I was given free reign with my boy toy for the evening. But that will have to be another blog.

I love Malcolm so very much, and these experiences that we create together make everything so special.