| My Favorite Jew. |
[Mar. 24th, 2009|10:58 pm] |
[So this post was going to be just chock full of hard core porn and naked sluts – but then my mommaboard smoked and I can’t get to the pictures I took that night. Yeah, I’m a little bummed, too. But I don’t want to delay this any more, so I’m going to just add some more description and we’ll have to make due. I think by now you can all trust that it happened just as I say.]
It was a good birthday party, it was sexy and I got nicely laid, and I am pretty sure the guest of honor had a good time – dirty and sadistic things were done to a few girls by his hand. But his sick perversions are well documented elsewhere; here’s what I really want to say about Mitch (aka ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.1) tactfilter): He called the week before and asked how I was doing, and I answered that my job failed to pay me on payday. He instantly interrupted me to ask how much I needed. He never hesitates to share what he has, whether its money or pussy, even if he has little. The speed at which he tends to the needs of his friends is blinding. He is, perhaps, the single most generous man I have ever met.
It’s funny how he comes off, how I fell prey to that first impression he puts out there. He’s testing you; daring you to jump on board with the rest of them. While his character flaws are there, they are no more than anyone else has – it’s just that he doesn’t hide them, and so they seem glaring. In the end, the way he cares for his friends, the way he protects, defends, and supports those he loves, he reminds me to be a better friend. He is one of my favorite people in the world, and I like calling him my favorite Jew because of the bizarre collision of stereotypes he embodies. His sensory exploration drives him to the deepest extremes of pain and pleasure; but when it comes to food, nothing strange please. He has a personal menu of less than 20 items, and does not stray from the list, ever. I love this guy.
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Some Saturday night, long ago (by the time I post this), his birthday was celebrated among friends. I was of course late, due to sucky employment circumstances, but arrived in time for hot tattooed bitches dropping tops and filling the hot-tub. Arguably perfect timing, but alas, the sucky employment circumstances had not yet totally passed, for I had to work Sunday, too. This meant I could not get trashed, nor could I stay until the bitter end, which was around 10 or 11 the following morning. I can’t tell you all the little fun that happened before I arrived, and can only give you hints and hearsay about what happened after I left at 3am. As for what I directly witnessed, well, it was a good party.
DJ X hosted this party – not the first I’ve attended at his home, he’s had a couple of great parties here before. The last serious party (many months ago) he told me this really sexy hot girl would be there and maybe I could play with her a little. I did, just a little, and she was every bit the sexy horny girl he promised. And now she is living with him and aren’t they a sexy hot couple! I just grab her ass every time I see her and I don’t think I can have a conversation of more than a couple words without at least one hand on her round fake boobs – and this doesn’t annoy her man, so there’s another one of those guys who remind me that it’s good to share your toys with your friends. Sometimes I wonder about the habits I’m forming, Re: grabbing girls ass/boob without asking permission. I’m going to slip sometime it’s inappropriate, like at work, and face serious consequences.
Point is, Mitch was going to rent out a space, and DJ X insisted we use his place instead, knowing full well it was going to be a hefty party with much drinking and spilling. The guy’s a Mensch. We also invited the core people we play with, and at least three or four other couples we didn’t think would make it, but they did. End result was a little on the crowded side, but still damn good. There was blowing in the tub, bare breasts outside around the hookah, and fucking in the rest of the available rooms in the house. Couches, floors, chair, hall, futon, and the master bedroom. I can’t really try to list it all out, but it was grunting and lube and violet wand shocks, and balloons. Highlights are as follows:
I brought a new girl for Mitch to play with. I don’t believe I prepped her correctly for this, or maybe I just misread her a little, but it was ok. He banged her ass and wrote all over her tits, then sent her out to the party to tell everyone that she was fuckmeat for the party. And then someone parked his cock in her mouth and pussy, and she never got his name. This was important because on at least 3 occasions, Mitch has called me up, out of the blue, and had me rush over to his house to fuck some total stranger – usually up her ass. These slutpigfuckbitches gravitate to him, so the chance to provide him with a total stranger fuckpiece was a perfect opportunity to pay him back; and the rest of the party, too.
I was out in the hot tub talking about anal sex to a girl who was kind enough to blow me several times over the course of the night, and she was telling me that she was just too small and couldn’t be a butt-girl, which was sad because her husband likes anal. Really, I ask? He nods with that sad look of a man who doesn’t get enough butt-girls. I tell him to find the girl in the corset with the writing on her chest, and fuck her up the ass. Doesn’t even have to ask, it’s what she’s here for. I have to tell him twice because he thinks I’m kidding, then runs off to find her and anal fuck her. He was a happy guy for the night. His wife blew me again, perhaps for taking the pressure off her bottom for a little while.
I was also blown, briefly, by Dr. Nick, who is looking tired from school. Marathon did a little sucky-sucky in the closet. I got jerked off by a couple girls, and I diddled a few more… God, it’s hard to remember the details. I know that Space-Casey’s girl (who is just too cute, and literally half his height) did not get naked, although she did watch all the sex and imply that she is a player – but goddamn, I’m getting on Casey about this half-pint extra concentrated sexy he’s carrying around. I’ll be happy just to see her in action – I’m wondering how they fit together. Seriously, she’s half of him.
It was a busy night, but the busiest part was Mitch’s new girl for the night. She implied being a player of some degree, but played shy for a while. At some point, she was in the hot tub with some guy on her pierced tit, and motioned for me to take the other one. Nice. I don’t remember how that guy left, but he did, and it was just us in the hot tub, me tit-fucking her. She was teasing with her tongue, but not touching, keeping me away. Fun, good lead-in, but now lets see what you can do. She says, “I don’t give head, not to strangers.”
Oh – well, that sounds like the end of the fun with you, because I’ve already been blown twice tonight, and have two more on the dance card. But when she did the ‘don’t suck’ thing, she didn’t pull away, she just changed around so that she could give me a better hand-job. Hmmm… I don’t know where you are going with this, but I’ll give you a few minutes to see if you can hook me.
So this hot bitch is a tease of the best kind. We all know the bad kind of tease, the one with no relief. No, this girl is a tease to make herself stand out a little. It’s effective, but confuses my dominance in that she does not give me what I want, but gives me something really good instead. She won’t suck me off, but she will give me a wicked hand-job while she tells me that when she masturbates, she can only orgasm with a buttplug up her ass. Then I’ve got my find on her little button asshole and she’s telling me how scared she is of someone like me sodomizing her, all wide-eyed innocence. I want to push my finger up her ass some more, but she won’t let me. Instead, she takes that finger and licks it clean. See what I mean? It’s pretty effective.
End of the night, and the party favor has serviced 3 or maybe 4 guys at the party, and is tired and has to go home to sleep a few minutes – and frankly so do I, but she has a longer drive than I do. I want to give her a final ass fuck, just to finish her off. I find a slightly quiet room so I can concentrate on this – it’s a big party and there’s a lot of noise and laughing and music and balloons, so I close the door a little. It’s just me, the party favor I brought for the birthday boy, and the teasing girl the birthday boy brought. Me + two girls = good start. So, in that hot tease style, she won’t suck my cock, but she will grease up the asshole of the slavegirl, who is sucking my cock, and she’ll tell me all about it. Tease is even going to hold my cock and balls while I push into partyfavor / slavegirl’s used anus. This is dirty filthy dirty sex. This is going to be so good – this tease is going to whisper dirty things while I pump this bottom, oh I can hardly wait…
The door opens. It’s Marathon, and she’s tanked. She informs me that I am being summoned by the birthday boy, himself. Now, picture this: You are a hot drunk chick been sent to find me, you swing open the door and see the three of us; specifically a girl on her knees, face down and ass up, me behind her, hand on her lower back and my hard cock is being aimed at her asshole by a second naked girl besides me. You, the hot drunk chick, says, “hey – you are needed in the next room.” Like I’ve got nothing better to do right now.
Umm… Can you tell him I’ll be there in, ten minutes? Seriously, this won’t take long – I’ve been teased up all night and with this setup, I’ll pop fast, I promise. “Nope, he needs you right now, and he ordered me to find you and bring you back” said with enough drunk slur to tell me she wasn’t going to be reasonable about this. Honestly, if it was anyone else, I’d ignore it. If it was any other night, then I would ignore him. And if he was in any other condition, he’d be more patient. But it’s his night, and I know how he gets when he’s like this, and he gets panicky when all the pieces to his symphony moment aren’t in place.
The birthday party favor had to leave, so that’s one less buttfuck for the week for me. Well, I broke her bottom in the previous week just to make sure she could take it, but I missed finishing her off that night - I'd been building it up in my mind, being the third for the night. Also, I think doing her ass would have just pushed the tease over the line herself. Alas.
In the master bedroom, Lolita was tied with her hands bound above her head, suspended from a bolt in the ceiling. Mitch was handing out his toys to ten selected members of the audience, each getting to use the instrument of torment on his beloved fiancé for 10 strikes each – that’s 100 lashings from different things and none of them would be considered ‘nice’. He would be last, and I was to be just before the birthday boy – and he gave me that evil slave lasher/taws/whatever that I like so much. His was simply 5 stiff steel cables shoved in a handle, the ends soldered to hard balls. It easily takes skin off.
The girl had been warmed up for nearly an hour with all the beginners, and Rider had done the tying up – starting to like that guy. Even Memento and Marathon started playing kinda hard with her. When the time came for the official beating, it was ten from each, and I was honored that he chose my degree of controlled cruelty to be the lead-in for his. We beat her tits and ass till it looked like sausage in a casing. I’ve never seen the girl so satisfied, so we took a group picture. I’m sorry I can’t show it to you, because it’s an extremely strange picture, all the beaters behind the beat-ee, holding our weapons high and smiling.
The denouement was a pleasant affair. Mitch was on the floor with Mr. Hand, talking about the things in their lives – they go back a long way, the two of them. Lolita was on the bed, being attended to by the womenfolk, including the Tease licking her cute little pussy. I like getting close to that and watching. Tease asked me why my pants were on. Well, it’s 3am and I work tomorrow and I want to get a little sleep with my beautiful wife who’s home with my cranky baby. I love how that statement didn’t even phase her, but as I’m getting ready to leave, she starts getting a little grabby on me.
I don’t remember how the teasing by the bed, near the spread legs of Lolita turned into my pushing her face down on the carpet, rugburning her tits and grinding my cock into her ass, but she was making those little grunts that tell me she’s ready. The rest of the night was a long fucking taunt, but now it’s Go Time. I am so lucky to have had my pants on, because I had condoms in the pocket and didn’t have to go running to find one. I could tell this window was only open for a few seconds, so I geared up and holding her arms down, grazed my cock down her ass, pushing between her legs and easily finding the mark. She was soaked and tight, but she sucked me right in.
I’d like to tell you I rode her across the floor, but I didn’t. I lasted maybe 5 minutes, and was done. Weak, I know. I got up at 6:30, worked from 8am to 9pm, then partied from 10pm to 3am, been blown by 4 women and teased by this bitch the entire time… Eh, I’m making excuses. I told her this was unfinished business, grabbed my stuff, drove home and fucked my wife, slept a few hours, and was back at work on Sunday – where I was the walking dead.
After I left, Mitch shows the Tease his buttplug, which is about 3 sizes bigger than the one she masturbates with. Against her feeble protests, he puts her over his lap, oils her up, and pushes the big boy into her anus. His words: “Right when it got to the widest part, she gasped and her ass swallowed it up.” She wore it for the next two hours. Actually, that might have just been too much for me, so it’s a good thing I missed it. Also, she blew him. I am a little jealous of that, but it’s his birthday, she damn well better had blown him.
The next day, I came home after work to find Lolita lounging around with my lovely wife, and the recovering party-boy asleep in the guest room. My gamer buddies all showed up for a little game night while we recovered, and the gamers were again exposed to the little jokes about ‘last night’ and bruises and dirty sex. They all went home around 10, and the weekend was finally coming to a close. At some point before bed, I fucked Lolita – making sure to squeeze her on her most bruised places. I have this open pass to screw her whenever we feel like it, and it still seems a little surreal.
I know much dirtier things happened at the party, but I didn’t see them. For long stretches of time, Mr. Hand and his woman, the queen, were in the bedroom with the host couple, door locked. I don’t know what happened, but it was probably good. Casey’s pint sized midget sexpot looked at my cock while Ms. Psynn was blowing me, raised an eyebrow, and said, “not so scary”. It’s always those little bitty girls who can take horse cocks without wincing. Marathon told me, during the closet blowing, that we need to have a date soon – I keep seeing her at times when there are a lot of distractions. We need some couple/couple time with them.
Oh – Moustache Samurai and his girl are ready for some more intense swapping things; his girl has been doing intense anal training with him. Turns out the Samurai is quite the amateur proctologist, as well. We have much in common, he and I. We need to come up with something for his birthday, maybe he can be the anchor for a DP of my wife. Finally, Mitch has made an alteration to his cock-modification, which means he can’t get hard for something like 3 weeks. His fiancé is going to need a stunt cock to keep her happy, and with our open-pass treaty, I think I’m going to be on that a few times. And my wife wants to help. Yes I realize that while my economics aren’t doing so well, there are parts of my life that remain envious.
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That whole adventure was a couple weeks ago. Since then, my wife has had some health issues, followed quickly by the kids, we’ve both had difficulties with employment, and the baby finally cut his first two teeth. We are planning our B and C strategies, if plan A doesn’t work out. We had some good news, some bad news, and through it all, these friends remain at our side. It feels like we are the needy ones and they are just providing – that the giving and taking is only going one way. Maybe for right now, we are the more needy friends. That sucks for everyone, but I believe our friendship with the both of them will continue for a long time. I believe that we will go through periods where one of us needs more for a short time, and that’s ok. We have a strong friendship, trust, and I am grateful to have them in my life.
Thanks, Mitch. Thanks for being a great friend. I look forward to being a good friend of yours for years to come.
- T. |
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