We went to Countdown and at first expected a dud: few people there and fewer to our taste. Not every party is or can be a success, but at the start of this one we were not optimistic. Still, we persevered and soon ran into friends who we’ve not seen for a while. C chatted quite a bit and I chatted up a European couple from opposite ends of the continent who’d met in Australia and married so they could both live in the U.S. A lovely story! Especially because they both thought that they’d just fuck each other’s brains out, only to discover that they even liked each other too.

By midnight no one had made the famous, important first move. C and I were looking at each other. Where were Zena or James or Ragnar, who typically demanded sex as soon as possible (Zena in particular)? They are all bastions, no, *beacons* of sexuality whose sex skills are an example to everyone. No one stood forward so we stood forward. The room was arranged such that a dais at one end commanded natural attention. Because it commanded natural attention no one had occupied it or its two beds. Most people were coupled up but few were even kissing. I checked in with C: was she ready to go first?

C was a little bit bashful, but it was also midnight and we were horny and felt a reckless experience. We mounted the dias and up there I began kissing C’s neck and caressing her body. Soon I played peekaboo with her tits and her ass, pulling down her top and letting the assembled multitudes see what they’d been fantasizing about. She loved the attention and soon I bent her over for a flogging. No one else had brought toys, and for a couple minutes I played her ass and back with my hand and flogger. By the end she was desperate for sex, but I ordered her to lay down and began teasing her with my tongue.

After going down on her for a couple minutes I ordered her back up and grabbed her by the roots of her hair, which demanded that she follow my lead. She came up and I bent her over, ordering she she put her ass out and her chest forward and her toes pointed slightly inward. She began laughing and turned round to demand to know if I was ordering her into a yoga position (those of you who practice yoga will know what I meant!). I pushed her back down but she was laughing too hard for us to begin having sex. Eventually I admitted that I was using yoga terminology during sex and then I forced her back into position and we started fucking. She used her vibrator on her clit and I held her firmly by the hips, pulling her back every time I thrust forward into her. From there we could see that the rest of the party had gotten handsier and nakeder.

The sex was rough, immediate, and intensely carnal. C came before I did, and I flipped her on her back then fucked her to my own finish. As we lied there, another group of people began assembling on the other bed-like space next to us. They were debating logistics, as the bed wasn’t enough for all of them, and while C and I were enjoying the afterglow we also wanted to be polite and let everyone fuck in whatever configurations they wished, so we got up and offered our space, despite the several large and obvious wet spots.

The group seemed pleased that we’d offered and we helped them push the two together. Someone noticed my flogger and we began chatting; a flogger is a great ice breaker and conversation starter. One girl, Karen, was particularly lively and we introduced ourselves to her. She especially wanted to be flogged and I let one guy use the flogger on her. He wasn’t exceptionally coordinated and I don’t think he’d used a flogger much. This is a statement of fact rather than a criticism; proper BDSM is like any other skill in that it takes practice to master. I’d also brought the travel-size model which was perhaps an error, as girls who really like a solid thwacking may not be satisfied by it (make your size jokes here if you must).

He flogged Karen. Then C flogged Karen. She was a beautiful girl undressed; when she was dressed we’d not noticed her much, but something about the way she moved and held her body worked for her. She was very slender and had a small but bubbly ass, and I loved seeing her arch her back to present her ass and show her pussy. C could not flog or spank Karen hard enough, so I took over and even as I warmed her up I noticed that very little seemed to phase her or even make her make noise. It took a complete, full-force strike on her ass to reach her limit!