Betty Dodson with Carlin Ross
Better Orgasms. Better World.
Excerpt from Betty Dodson: My Sexual Revolution
Not everyone gets this sort of invite. And you have to come prepared like our Eric Amaranth does with a packed case of Sliquid Organics Natural Lube, an Hitachi Magic Wand, and Betty's Barbell.
I came back to my lover and her primary partner. She was collapsed over him, breasts pressed against his chest, her narrow rib cage moving up and down with big slow breaths. She told me my attention got her to the edge, then she was moved to climb on top of her man's hard-on and bucked her hips with her hand at her clit all the way to "one of the most profound orgasms of her life." I replied, "See? Teamwork." All three of us high-fived each other.
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.