Last night’s fantastic sex and bdsm party doesn’t offer a lot of good next-day narrative. The whole was intensely pleasurable, but no obvious events will make a good story. Perhaps that’s because we didn’t have sex with anyone else last night.
The people made the party: they were intensely sexual, frequently beautiful, and highly stimulating, especially when girls were being whipped and couples were having sex next to us.
This is the first party during which we felt more like part of the scene and less like observant outsiders. Our original guide to sex parties definitely comes from an outsider’s perspective. Being insiders has its pleasures too.
Watching women walk around nude or in gorgeous lingerie never grows old. Not even after the second round of high-intensity sex leaves us both totally empty, barely able to move from the bed, but still happy to watch a short, slender, busty woman get flogged, then fucked righteously by her boyfriend and flogger at the same time.
We lead fun lives. We also got a possible new lead on a private sex party. The public ones (Killing Kittens, Behind Closed Doors) are lovely, but there is another layer beneath them for those who keep their ears open and their networks fresh.
