Fire and Feelings

We went to Klub Layden tonight for a Spring Equinox celebration. A lot of the kinksters in this area are pagan, wiccan or other alternative religions and it never fails to amaze me when we get together and I see the different things and feelings my friends bring. Tonight there was a lot of good discussion on a variety of topics as sage and sweetgrass burned and people wrote letters and offerings to be burned later in the evening.

I took letters and drawings and writings from a past love for the fire. I have written about her before, and how badly it ended. It should have been forever and then some but it wasnt and I have been angry for a long time now about that. I put aside friends and family for this girl. I spent time with her that was meant for other people and I suffered loss because of it. Sure, a lot of what happened was my fault for allowing myself to fall so very hard and fast, I admit that. But a lot of it wasnt. It should have been so much more.

Tonight was my time to let that go. As I watched the pages, drawing and even the envelopes burn I thought about her. I cried a little, Im not sure if I was sad for what could have been or what was. Probably a little of both. I feel better now though. I feel lighter, as if I was carrying something and finally have set it down.

It feels good.

The weekend: Saturday

**I figure it goes without saying but BDSM abounds here. If this isnt your thing, feel free to skip this entry.**

Saturday night we went back to Klub Layden again. I had plans to hook up with a new play partner and have some fun, I had no idea what was in store for me.

11 hours. I had sex for 11 hours.

The night started in the normal way, people watching and some good appetizers. Red (my friend) and I talked a few times and teased a bit. The girl and I had a clips and clamps scene in front of an amazing amount of people. The biggest audience I have done a scene in front of, I think. With her help, we did a good job.

After that there was more talk and fun, including sitting by the dance floor and watching a lot of topless women dancing and playing together. Red danced over after a while and said she was ready to get a room, I picked the Hell themed room. Flames on the wall, red and yellow streamers from the ceiling. After a short time or getting ready we walked in and started undressing. I pushed her down onto the bed and the night began.

I remember only vague flashes of what happened over the next 11 hours. There was a hitachi that was put to extensive use, a glass dildo that saw a lot of action and at a couple of different points there was crowd interaction.

Oh yeah, I left the door open. Something I have never done before there. After Red got nice and worked up into a lather, a simple word from me was all it took for her to come. I told her to come, and she did. Again and again. I decided at one point to see if it was me or the situation or what, I started asking passers by to tell her to come, including my girl. They all did and Red was a good girl and got off every time someone told her to. It was amazing.

Early in the night I told Red that I was going to make her come until she begged me to stop. She laughed pretty hard at me and I like to think that when she was rolling around on the bed uncontrollably orgasming everytime a voice told her to, that was when she realized that maybe she was wrong to laugh. :)

After a while we settled down into going a round or two and talking for w but and then something would be said or done and we would be off again. We finally left the room for a bathroom/hydration break and it was 7am. Both of us were shocked that it was that late at night/early in the morning, but we met back in the room and continued on our mission of having an incredible night.

Finally, around the ten hour mark, she started begging me to quit making her come. It took me most of another hour, another round or two with the hitachi and a liberal amount of lube to do so, but we had to stop.

It was an amazing night. I am still sore and its Wednesday. I dont think I could do that sort of thing very often any more, but it was damn fun to do once. Or maybe one more time :)

The weekend...Friday

I started this and then realized two things. One, each day was too good to write about separately. Two, I was getting sick. Apologies for taking so long to update...

**BDSM content abounds. I will tell you now that I had one of the very vest weekends of my life this past weekend and if you dont want to read BDSM stuff you can be glad for me and no hard feelings. :) ***

This past weekend. Im still struggling for words for a lot of what happened. Amazing and lifechanging things potentially. 

Friday night we went to Klub Layden. I have been talking to a hot 20 year old piece of ass for a few months now, we met in Lafayette and hung out at a coffee event once. I have been trying to talk her into coming to Layden for a long time now, well Friday night she decided to come. I told her she was going to be a rockstar there, she is very hot and a great person. I was right. People were still talking about her Sunday morning when the wife and I left Layden, more on this later. 

HPOA (Hot Piece Of Ass) and I met outside and she was already talking to a few dear friends of mine. I walked in with her and introduced her to the wife and a few other people and then gave her a tour of the place. Once all the sights had been seen and a little socializing had been done we decided she would ride the sybian they have there, with me at the controls. 

Her Master had set a few rules, which we were determined to play by. One of the rules was nothing inside her, so we thought that might present a problem. Then we found that there were two attachments. One was a dildo attachment and the other was a pad with a smooth side and a side with bumps.

Sweet Baby Jesus, this girl on a sybian. It was practically a religious experience for me. Again and again, orgasm after shrieking, screaming, clawing, growling at me "I fucking HATE YOU!" when I turned the sybian down orgasm. The growls. They were so hot. She was reduced to animalistic noises by this miracle of a machine and when she could take no more she lunged sideways onto the bed where I joined her for cuddles and aftercare and talk. And that was just round 1.

We realized once it got a little quieter that we could hear the people next door. I realized one of them sounded familiar. Yes, my girl and her friend were in the room next door. Far from awkward or intimidating, this was a very nice discovery. HPOA and I lay and whispered sexy and silly things and listened to them have sex. It was amazing. We later learned that they were also litening to us, as if they had a choice what with us being next door and HPOA being VERY vocal in her appreciation of the sybian.

Round 2 kicked off with a bit of slow teasing and then ramped back up to the shrieking and animal noises. At one point I tild her I was going to go get a bottle of water and not to come while I was gone. I had it turned down fairly low when I said this but when I rose to leave I turned it all the way up and dropped the controller. She looked at me murderously as I walked from the room. I have no idea how she did it, but she didnt get off until I came back. I was and still am very impressed by that. We did more of both orgasm denial and then forced orgasm play and eventually it got to be too much for her and she lunged sideways again and I joined her back on the bed.

It was so very cool laying there with her. At a couple of different points it was like she and I were the only two people in the universe and were sharing that mattress and that was it. We talked of silly things,sexy things, I dont even remember what all we talked about.

It was wonderful.

Other highlights of the night, I saw a really hot and sexy friend that I havent seen in a long time who recently had surgery and showed me her scar. It was wonderful seeing her again, I always forget how tall she is :)

Good conversations and interactions with a lot of people. My social anxieties fucked off for an evening, it was amazing. HPOA had quite a fan club and I understand she is still getting messages and friend requests on Fetlife.

Compersion. "Compersion is a state of happiness experienced when another individual experiences happiness and joy. It is commonly used to describe when a person experiences positive feelings when a lover is enjoying another relationship, especially in the context of polyamory." Well, I have that for Amy and her new friend. Its a new and wonderful feeling for me and for her as well.

Next up: Saturday night. 11 hours. I had sex for 11 hours...

The gym and random musings

I went to the gym tonight. I find that the later I go the more I like it. There are fewer people and for some reason that appeals to me a lot. I have been anti-social a lot lately, Im fighting the urge to isolate myself. Luckily I have some good friends who are usually doing stuff and I am included a lot. That feels pretty good. 

Tonights workout:

I started off tanning for 7 minutes. It relaxes me and warms me up to tan first, Im not sure if there are any benefits, I cant tell much difference in my skin tone or anything but I figure Im getting good vitamin D from the lights. Or something like that.

After the tan, I switched it up and went on the bike. I found an upright bike instead of a recumbent one and it was actually much more comfortable and easier on my knees. I did 1.5 miles in 4.5 minutes. Im planning to hold at 1.5 miles for a bit and then bump it up to 2 miles. That last quarter mile was a stone cold motherfucker, man, my knees were singing the blues. But I am proud of my time and distance.

After the bike I needed to rest my legs so I went into the sauna for 10 minutes or so to sit and relax. All during the bike ride and in the sauna I had the headphones in and was listening to the Johnny B Show, I can only imagine what people were thinking when I laughed out loud for no apparent reason.

After the sauna I went upstairs to my favorite treadmill and walked. I like a certain machine, its the only one with bars to hold that are up higher than the rest of the machines, thats more comfortable to me. I walked 15 minutes and did .7 of a mile. It felt oddly good.

Then it was back to the sauna for 10 minutes to sweat a little more and relax.

I am thinking about going on alternate nights and tanning and then swimming. Swimming seemed a good workout and I think it worked different muscles than walking or biking. I can keep my knee pain under control with ibuprofen, its still hurts pretty bad sometimes but I hope they are getting stronger.

I am now off to watch the latest episode of the wonderful show Justified as a reward for my working out :)


***BDSM talk beyond this point***

This Friday is an event at Klub Layden, a gathering for Littles, Middles, Ponies and Puppies and all other critters. I am very much looking forward to it, I plan to sit with the Littles and watch them color and play, and I want to interact with the critters too. Im never sure what to do around puppies, but its fascinating to see someone get so far into it and the joy it brings them. It should be fun and likely will be written about.