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There I was. My first play party in over a year. I've been exploring play parties as a community-driven way of educating people on how to talk about safer sex more powerfully and how to practice better safe sex. The opening circle, where we introduce ourselves and say a little about our sensual desires and boundaries, wrapped up and the party began. There are too many sights, memories, and moments to include them all. However, a few notables:

I watched a group of women and men take a vanilla-complexioned blond wearing only powder-blue hose and garters from fingers sliding slowly in her ass gradually up to a hot brunette's lubricated fist twisting slowly at the wrist and pumping gently in and out. It was her first time fisting a woman's ass, and a round amazing ass it was.

Another part of the room had a straight man taking a strap-on piloted by a doe-eyed twentysomething woman. His hand moved rapidly on his smallish erection. I heard him say, "keep going, im gonna come...." Then an amazing, double-D black woman spoke up and begged him to stop long enough to get her breasts and flat stomach under his cock, ready to receive his load. I watched her rub it into her velvet skin.

I was called over by a lover of mine to watch her hourglass figure bent down, her face over the groin of a well-built man's penis, her mouth preparing him for her pussy. My fingers strummed between those lips, helping it to slicken. She grabbed a female condom, stuck it on his phallus like a sandwich bag, and straddling him, snuggled her loins down. Her hand went to her clit, my hands to her breasts from behind, and her partner's finger entered her mouth. He pressed and held one finger against her soft palate. Some in the energy community say contacting this with the tongue completes a circuit. My hands squeezed and relaxed gradually, with equal pressure, over and over, and with all pleasures combined, she groaned out a loud and steady orgasm straight from her vulva.

My lover took a break, cleaned up, then came back from the bathroom and asked for my mouth over her clit, the Betty's Barbell against her G, and a finger of my other hand nestled in her curvy bottom. I grabbed a latex dental dam, the barbell, some lube, and set to preparing a signature dish. When the barbell went out, my finger in her ass slid in and vise versa while my tongue flexed quickly over her erect clitoris under the latex. I released her clit from suction long enough to say, "Your ass and pussy feel incredible. Like... 98.6 degree living silk." She smiled, then requested I withdraw. I went to clean up and while doing so re-connected with a powerful and sexy F to M who had just finished his topping duties. He was topless with black pants like me. I said something funny about how it looked like we were Top-staff for the evening and he agreed before we went back to our pockets of the play-room.

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