A Post Full Of Gross Romantic Shit

I mean, I like the gross romantic shit. But I know some of you only come here for the sexy stuff. :p


So, my date, whom I mentioned a few posts ago. We had our third date the other night, and it was pretty fun!

It was different from what I've been used to in the last couple of months; I mean, I had the one serious relationship with Nauzy, and then a string of casual, sex-based relationships that didn't end up going anywhere romantic. But this date was different in a good way, in an emotional-needs-fulfilling sort of way.

(I mentioned this to one of my friends before the date: "I have the sexual needs thing all set, I really just want my emotional needs filled!" Afterward, he asked "did she fill your emotional needs? did she fill them good and hard?" *snerk*)

About halfway through the date, we're cuddling obnoxiously on the couch and watching Sherlock. She says, "so, I've been looking into hypnotism... I think it's relevant to my interests."

After a few can not spit it out moments (which I am prone to myself), she communicated that she was interested in learning hypnosis, because she thought it was hot, and was okay with me playing with other 'tists until such a time as she'd become a proficient hypnotist herself.

I had zero problems with that! She then proceeded to spit out that she really, really liked me and wanted to be my girlfriend in an official sort of way. I felt (and feel) similarly, so we squeed at each other for a bit, then updated our relationship status on facebook, to the delight of our coworkers.

She's not on fetlife, so I ended up showing her my profile, and explaining a bit about fetlife, because she wasn't overly familiar with it. She giggled at the few tongue-in-cheek fetishes I have listed ("putting on my robe and wizard hat," "riding a dolphin, doin' flips and shit," and "strange women lying about in ponds distributing swords"... "jedi mind tricks" is half-serious :p)

Then she scrolled back up to the top and looked at my profile picture, which is currently me in a very nice chest harness with my hair being pulled. "I can't keep looking at that," she said, handing my laptop back to me.

"Why not?" I asked, worried for a minute.

"It's too relevant to my interests," she said, smirking.


So, yeah, I have a girlfriend now. A kinky, sexy, wonderful girlfriend. I suppose I'll have to get her a pseudonym. Stay tuned ;)

Fun with an experienced 'tist, part 2

When last we left, our intrepid protagonists were feeling extremely satisfied with the current state of affairs! And about to get more satisfied.

AmHypnotic poked me. "You have sex hair, a little bit, there."

"I feel like I ought to have sex hair!" I replied, laughing.

"How would you feel about an orgasm trigger?"

I don't remember my exact words, but I believe they were to the effect of "fuck yeah!"

So he did that, wording it carefully so that I wouldn't get too overloaded. We didn't test it just then; rather, having recovered somewhat from the afterglow of my two previous orgasms, I decided I needed to find a bathroom and drink some water. Both are things I tend to need after an orgasm, reinforcing the fact that it was real (squee!).

We found Sluttydee, who in turn had found birthday spankings and someone to put her in a harness, and water was had all around. I was immensely amused by the use of red plastic cups, you know, the kind that normally contain gratuitous amounts of alcohol at frat parties...of course, at the Society, there was only water, no alcohol allowed, and the cups were probably the most vanilla thing in the building. We watched some other folk scene for a bit, and Dee and I gushed about hypnotically-induced orgasms (yes yes hur hur hur), then went back to the room we'd been in before.

"I have an idea," Dee announced. "You should sit here--" she patted a big stuffed chair across from the couch, and nodded to AmHypnotic "--and try to put us both under at once!"

"Okay," AmHypnotic replied. "any ideas after that?"

I looked at Dee, and we both kinda shrugged. "You're the top!" I said, half-joking, half-serious. "That's your job, to come up with ideas!"

I was actually pretty interested to see how he was going to put us under using the same induction, but instead he bantered a bit with Sluttydee (while I giggled), then put us under individually and quickly, one right after the other. I wasn't too disappointed ;)

Then he set up a suggestion that my touch on Dee would feel twice as pleasurable to her, and vice-versa, making sure to clarify it for us. He asked if we understood, and I heard Dee intone on my left: "How does Arel feel about this?"

I didn't even have to think about it. "Dee's hot, I'm bi, it's all good," I remember saying, which is definitely not the sort of thing I would've said if I wasn't in trance (I probably would've said "fine" or "yes" and left it at that). This amuses me.

Anyhow, AmHypnotic set the suggestion in place and woke us up, and Dee and I kind of looked at each other. I told her quickly about my neck, so as to give her exactly the right ideas, and this is where it gets fuzzy again... We started out with light touches on not-particularly-erogenous areas; arms and legs and such. Then I think she moved up to my neck, and suddenly AmHypnotic was sitting on my other side, telling her about the suggestion he'd given me about my hands... which, I realized, was back in effect now that we were back in the right room...! And then they were both going at my hands and it felt so, so, so good...

At one point, they were both pressing the center of my hands, and my brain registered that as both of them fingering me at once, and I tried to verbalize my train of thought, which was, "But that's physically impossible! It feels incredible, but what! How!" * but it came out more like "but thaa.... ahhh ohh....oh god" until Dee stopped and asked what I was trying to say. I remember both of them being pleased/amused/aroused by my particular talent for getting incoherent and melty. **

She didn't stop for long, though, and I was again completely awash in these over-the-top wonderful, pleasurable sensations. Then AmHypnotic used my orgasm trigger, and I was coming so freaking hard, and then and then and then. I got to catch my breath.

"I'm so glad I came, literally and, uh, literally," I said, and everyone snerked. But it was accurate, right? I didn't have a figurative orgasm, I had real ones. :D

And then it was Sluttydee's turn. I'd, ah, never been with a girl before, so mentally I was kind of like "I get to touch?? really?!" And touch I did. I was having fun with her now twice-as-sensitive breasts, and legs, and AmHypnotic had put his hand around her throat, and she moaned, "oh, I'm getting all my favorite things at once!" And we played with her a little more, until she kind of gasped "I think you should trigger me," and that's exactly what AmHypnotic did. It was pretty hot, seeing her come.

"Well, I don't think it's gonna get any better than this," I said after a few minutes, "So I'd best head out." And in truth, it was 11, and I wanted to be home and in bed around midnight. *** So they walked me to the door and gave me hugs, and home I went, grateful that no comments had been made about how early I liked to go to sleep. And, well, grateful for a few other things. ;p



*of course, it occurs to me now that it would indeed be physically possible to have two people fingering a person at once, but uh, I bet it would feel different.


** Actually, I was impressed by how completely incoherent they were making me. Generally, I can kind of ignore sensory input from my genitals if I desire, and I can almost always cut through the pleasure to form a sentence if I really want to. I just usually don't want to, because being incoherent is really fucking hot. But yeah, they actually made me interrupt myself with moaning. Which was completely and utterly sexy.

*** I kind of have a feeling that DrSlashBlight is gonna comment and be all "you'd better stay later than that for the hypno play night!" And yes, yes, I am hoping to find somebody who can drive home next weekend, so I can stay later. Or, failing that, I will simply consume an energy drink and weep later about my horrid sleep hygiene. While, you know, simultaneously having a big grin on my face because I'm getting tranced left and right.

You will be dissapoint! ...or perhaps not.

I struggle with communicating to my partners exactly the nuance of kink that I like. I can point to it when I see it, of course, but trying to explain what I want people to do to me is harder. (I think the best solution might just be to have a porn marathon, honestly. hotter and less work that way, right?)

Anyhow, this is not a post where I say I've figured it out. :p This is a post where I share a very sexy and vaguely kinky music video with y'all. In the event that youtube yanks it, it's the video for "Parachute" by Cheryl Cole.



The bit right around 0:30 is the vaguely kinky part. He totally grabs her and shoves her around, and it's so hot. The rest is just vanilla eye candy; Cheryl Cole, evidently, is extremely attractive!

Microtrance

As I have repeated many a time, Nauzy and I don't have a lot of time or privacy to do good, solid, uber-deep trances these days. But he still likes having me go under, and of course I still love going under, so he's taken to putting me under for just a few minutes at a time. This has had the best possible effect: I can now go very deeply and passively very quickly, at just a few soothing, quiet words from him.

And, figure I should follow-up: the orientation issues worked themselves out (I am now comfortable attracted to girls), and my sex drive has reappeared.

Awesome. :D