Dear Blog,
I know, I've been woefully neglectful the past few months, but really I have a lot going on, so it's not you. It's me.
I'm going to Momentum this weekend. How could I pass up a chance to see most of my favorite educators and a good number of my favorite kinky-kinsmen? While I'm there I'll be going to Dark Odyssey's Happy Hour, and a friend's birthday party, plus some tentative extra stuff that should be interesting. It promises to be a great weekend!
Also, have some scene plans in progress for Fusion, working on an Unbirthday Party for my cabin (saturated with kink, of course).
I also finally submitted my application for school, I should hear something back in 3-5 weeks from today. I'm extremely nervous, and half-tempted to post my essay on here. Would anyone take the time to give me an honest opinion? I can't change anything about it now, but I'd like to know if I missed something by chance. If you'd like to, feel free to drop a comment here, and if I get a few responses I'll post it.
Ive been extremely fortunate the past few days. Since I'm so far from the community im choosing to be a part of, it's hard to feel connected. The past few days have been great though, lots of communication and just enjoying seeing what other people are saying via twitter and fetlife. If you habenet followed me on twitter, or dropped me a message on fetlife, feel free to do so, I love talking to new people.
Also, big news! I'll be posting a review of Tristan Taormino's Rough Sex 3: Adrianna's Dangerous Mind where the gorgeous Adrianna Nicole pushes her boundaries and delivers a full movie full of incredibly steamy scenes produced by the ever-talented Tristan Taormino, so check back in for that!
Until next time, hopefully not too long from now.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Resounding
It's been two weeks since Winter Fire, and already it feels like a lifetime ago.
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Just a note, this post is more of the actual things that went on, and less about how I felt and how they effected me, that will come in a later post. I'm still working things out, as usual.
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Driving up was actually great this time, the weather was beautiful and it was about 3 hours shorter than the trip to Camp. No traffic, even in the city, and luckily the hotel was very easy to find (although getting in the door with all of my stuff, not so easy).
Remind me next year to try carrying all of my stuff at once instead of packing up the car with the logic that, if it's less than what I brought to Summer Camp, it'll be fine.
Instead of going through a play-by-play of the entire weekend, I'll hit the highlights.
I had a lot of firsts this go-round, and tried some things that weren't in my usual scope. I had my first foot massage (with mouth) that was really enjoyable, mostly because they were in absolute heaven and also because it felt really good for my tired feet. Mine were two of about 10-12 feet on them, and they were one happy Bunny. I also had my first full caning (tried it once before, but was only a sampling) and also was told that my skin marks easily, but goes away quickly. I should mention that I see this as an upside and a downside. The upside is that I get very pretty marks and designs quickly, the downside is that they go away quickly too. I gave one of my roommates some lovely hallucinogenic orgasms (I'll be bragging about this one for a while folks) and also watched a waiter get his spanking cherry popped.
Overall, I didn't do much in the way of play. I saw a lot, met a great deal of people, and just enjoyed myself. I met a few people who I've admired since I first went to Summer Camp, and I met a lot more who I never expected. It was really weekend among friends, and I left feeling very thankful for it.
But, onto the juicy bits...
I saw my first pole dance from not one but two strippers. The bonus points came when they started teaching each other moves on the pole. I had a front row seat (naturally) but if I turned my head to the left I could watch three very distracted men in a refreshing all-male tango, it was really a tough choice for my eyes, and spent a good amount of time watching each scene.
Normally I wouldn't get too excited over strippers and male-group-sex, but you gotta understand, I'm living in a state where gay is alright outside the bedroom -- as long as all of your clothes are on, and where if you're a woman wanting to go to a strip club you need a male escort to accompany you at all times. It's frustrating, so scenes like this taking place in the corporate meeting room of a hotel, it's just exciting.
In one night I discovered my love of holding hands and a love of fire. I held the hands of two pincushions as they were transformed into works of art (one into a violin, the other into a jungle scene complete with parrot) and it was really a good time. I have an awful awful fear of needles and staples and most things sharp and pointy that pierce skin, so holding their hands while they got skewered soothed my fears. My nervousness which usually comes out in humor-vomit also set them at ease. Whoever said humor and laughter doesn't belong in a dungeon clearly never got jabbed with surgical staples. I even got a lovely kiss afterwards from the boy with the jungle scene!
I was fire cupped for the first time, which was interesting, it's so hard to describe the feeling because its so much more than intense pressure on a particular spot of your body. I found that the cups on my legs and labia were cold, while the ones on my back and later my chest were warm. Certain spots on my body were fine with the cups, but others really really weren't, and I pulled some contorted faces and swore to the high heavens when he moved them around on me, still suctioned to my body I might add.
Back to the skin thing, I only got one really good bruise from the cupping, and that lasted about a week and a half afterwards, it was a perfect dark purple circle just below my left shoulder blade, it was my one physical trophy from Winter Fire.
I also demo-bottomed for the cock-sucking workshop led by Dr. Ruthie, which was an absolute blast. I was a demo-mouth, and my demo-cock partner really loved teeth, I enjoyed it. As the workshop was winding down I gave a few more blowjobs to some of the audience, and I got to try a flavored lube for the first time, I think it was dulce de leche flavored? It tasted great, and I should add that the lube was needed cause I was giving blowjobs with latex gloved hands to condom-wrapped penises, and spit can only go so far.
I bought a gorgeous green silk brocade corset from Le Chateau Exotique which was my big purchase for the weekend, I do wish I could wear it more often, it's really a work of art. I also purchased two full length floggers and a full riding crop, which so far have proven to be a sound investment.
I also saw my very first burlesque show! It was a great time, and the performers were absolutely gorgeous, and one in particular was positively ingenious.
So, here comes the big shake-up of my Winter Fire weekend. Ready for it?
I delved into the woo-woo, and I came out sweaty, sore, content, and confused.
I, who have renounced pretty much everything spiritual and mystical, jumped head-first into the womb of woo-woo, and I so wasn't ready for it.
But that's next time.
---
Just a note, this post is more of the actual things that went on, and less about how I felt and how they effected me, that will come in a later post. I'm still working things out, as usual.
---
Driving up was actually great this time, the weather was beautiful and it was about 3 hours shorter than the trip to Camp. No traffic, even in the city, and luckily the hotel was very easy to find (although getting in the door with all of my stuff, not so easy).
Remind me next year to try carrying all of my stuff at once instead of packing up the car with the logic that, if it's less than what I brought to Summer Camp, it'll be fine.
Instead of going through a play-by-play of the entire weekend, I'll hit the highlights.
I had a lot of firsts this go-round, and tried some things that weren't in my usual scope. I had my first foot massage (with mouth) that was really enjoyable, mostly because they were in absolute heaven and also because it felt really good for my tired feet. Mine were two of about 10-12 feet on them, and they were one happy Bunny. I also had my first full caning (tried it once before, but was only a sampling) and also was told that my skin marks easily, but goes away quickly. I should mention that I see this as an upside and a downside. The upside is that I get very pretty marks and designs quickly, the downside is that they go away quickly too. I gave one of my roommates some lovely hallucinogenic orgasms (I'll be bragging about this one for a while folks) and also watched a waiter get his spanking cherry popped.
Overall, I didn't do much in the way of play. I saw a lot, met a great deal of people, and just enjoyed myself. I met a few people who I've admired since I first went to Summer Camp, and I met a lot more who I never expected. It was really weekend among friends, and I left feeling very thankful for it.
But, onto the juicy bits...
I saw my first pole dance from not one but two strippers. The bonus points came when they started teaching each other moves on the pole. I had a front row seat (naturally) but if I turned my head to the left I could watch three very distracted men in a refreshing all-male tango, it was really a tough choice for my eyes, and spent a good amount of time watching each scene.
Normally I wouldn't get too excited over strippers and male-group-sex, but you gotta understand, I'm living in a state where gay is alright outside the bedroom -- as long as all of your clothes are on, and where if you're a woman wanting to go to a strip club you need a male escort to accompany you at all times. It's frustrating, so scenes like this taking place in the corporate meeting room of a hotel, it's just exciting.
In one night I discovered my love of holding hands and a love of fire. I held the hands of two pincushions as they were transformed into works of art (one into a violin, the other into a jungle scene complete with parrot) and it was really a good time. I have an awful awful fear of needles and staples and most things sharp and pointy that pierce skin, so holding their hands while they got skewered soothed my fears. My nervousness which usually comes out in humor-vomit also set them at ease. Whoever said humor and laughter doesn't belong in a dungeon clearly never got jabbed with surgical staples. I even got a lovely kiss afterwards from the boy with the jungle scene!
I was fire cupped for the first time, which was interesting, it's so hard to describe the feeling because its so much more than intense pressure on a particular spot of your body. I found that the cups on my legs and labia were cold, while the ones on my back and later my chest were warm. Certain spots on my body were fine with the cups, but others really really weren't, and I pulled some contorted faces and swore to the high heavens when he moved them around on me, still suctioned to my body I might add.
Back to the skin thing, I only got one really good bruise from the cupping, and that lasted about a week and a half afterwards, it was a perfect dark purple circle just below my left shoulder blade, it was my one physical trophy from Winter Fire.
I also demo-bottomed for the cock-sucking workshop led by Dr. Ruthie, which was an absolute blast. I was a demo-mouth, and my demo-cock partner really loved teeth, I enjoyed it. As the workshop was winding down I gave a few more blowjobs to some of the audience, and I got to try a flavored lube for the first time, I think it was dulce de leche flavored? It tasted great, and I should add that the lube was needed cause I was giving blowjobs with latex gloved hands to condom-wrapped penises, and spit can only go so far.
I bought a gorgeous green silk brocade corset from Le Chateau Exotique which was my big purchase for the weekend, I do wish I could wear it more often, it's really a work of art. I also purchased two full length floggers and a full riding crop, which so far have proven to be a sound investment.
I also saw my very first burlesque show! It was a great time, and the performers were absolutely gorgeous, and one in particular was positively ingenious.
So, here comes the big shake-up of my Winter Fire weekend. Ready for it?
I delved into the woo-woo, and I came out sweaty, sore, content, and confused.
I, who have renounced pretty much everything spiritual and mystical, jumped head-first into the womb of woo-woo, and I so wasn't ready for it.
But that's next time.
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