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Play Party Tantra

Lately we’ve found the typical lifestyle parties less fun. The sexual energy is high (almost too much so), but other people are all over us, and there is too much movement and activity. In that setting, it's hard to slow down, breathe together, allow our skin and lips to linger fully upon each other, and indulge in prolonged, relaxed, sensual play. The encounter I'm about to describe was a pleasant and rare exception... we had a little erotic oasis to ourselves for over an hour. It all started when I attended a delightful Meet&Greet party a few months ago, held at a winery near San Francisco. My gal was traveling, but we know the party organizers well, so I felt comfortable showing up alone (a first experience for me). But being a Single Male at a M&G is a little uncomfortable - other than with known couples, I generally felt like the odd man out. Knowing the organizers helped me out again, as I got a surprise impromptu invitation to attend a play party afterwards, guess I was the designated “stunt cock”. Leaving the M&G I drove to the address I had been given, first one there! I felt silly, like a little kid, but I was excited about the new experience. And I was a responsible participant - as others showed up, I volunteered to be the doorman, greeting the new arrivals, answering newbie questions, being respectful, reassuring, and well-behaved. I was suddenly annoyed at myself for not having brought the toy bag with the beloved Hitachi. Oh well. After 30 minutes or so pretty much everyone had arrived, and I finally decided it was time to disrobe (everyone else was naked and playing). I found "Suzanne", a slightly younger woman (in her 40s, perhaps) taking a break from the crazy hot sexual action. She and I had chatted several times before at other LS events, but nothing more. It was the perfect setup for both of us, naked, eye contact from a few feet away in front of that mirror, alone together in a room. We were just lucky, having time and space to enjoy long deep soft wet kisses, tantric touching, and extended silent eye contact, just breathing together, skin-on-skin. Eventually her hand slowly found my plump cock.. As we moved to the bed, more extended kissing, touching and close eye contact - delightfully smiling and cherishing each other without any actual “sex”. We really enjoyed the buildup and made it last. I used my mouth, my hands, my whole body to patiently and skillfully make love. Taking it slow worked perfectly for her, a direct contrast to the frenzied, noisy fuckfest in the next room. I savored her as I worked down to her clit. Once there she informed me that condoms are mandatory, and I said “we won’t be getting that far” - I don’t like the condom hassle and quite confident in my other skills - so I was planning no penetration. She said she's not into hard play – gentle licks on the clit are her thing - so I s l o w l y fingered her, pressing against the side walls and g-spot with slow but rising pressure. The pace worked, so I asked about anal ... Her hesitation told me what I needed to know, that it might be a pleasure-edge. I went in slowly with the finger-pair (index & middle fingers), a double-penetration trick I’ve perfected, and she didn't protest. I pushed gently with lots of saliva; more silence - I could tell it was working, tho slightly outside her comfort zone. Finally I asked “would you like to taste my cock?” and was happy with her answer. I moved up so she could set her own pace and we enjoyed that position. me still gently fingering her as she sucked me. Then I moved down into a 69 and we enjoyed that for a bit. I rolled over onto my back, but her mouth wanted more of me and I obliged. She sucked deeply, jacking me with her hand, and a couple of times I thought I’d need to slow down or even stop, sensing my orgasm approaching and knowing the party would be over (for me, anyway) if I gave it up. The clincher - a little crown for my ego – is when she looked straight at me and beckoned “so, are you gonna let me have it?” She was asking, politely, if we could fuck - with a condom. I gently, humbly, obliged. She took the initiative, getting up to find one, opening it, then expertly fellating me a bit more to max out my erection, then confidently putting it over my shaft. Clearly she was no beginner. And away we went, mostly missionary. No pounding, just my slow, deep, sensuous, plunging in to fully fill her. So pleasurable, and though size isn’t everything, it sure mattered this night. We took our time, it must have been nearly an hour of play. She had two gentle rolling orgasms then we took a break, chatting. She commented that there was an “elusive big one” still in there, and I encouraged her, saying “let’s go get it”. We worked it together, me helping get there; patience was key, and the finale was wonderful – more slow yet intense plunge and withdraw, slow plunge ... withdraw. I felt her trembling, her orgasmic release slowly building - and then an ear piercing shriek as that big one exploded through her. It seemed to last forever, yet it was an instant in time. We laid there, me on top, for several moments then I rolled off. We smiled, kissed, and laughed about how wonderful & loud it was. No toys needed!

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