There wasn’t an unfriendly soul there. Everyone was kind and polite, and it was clear this was a group that felt very comfortable around each other. We heard plenty of joking, laughter and light-hearted discussions about nothing in particular. Basically people just hanging out and socializing, telling stories, sharing gossip. It was an atmosphere that was very easy to feel comfortable in. The host and his wife were warm and accommodating, and it was a pleasure to meet everyone that we came into contact with. We even managed to see a familiar face or two, which is always a pleasant surprise.
MY LOVE and I had three drinks, and chatted with whoever was in our proximity, but it took us a while before we decided to step into one of the play areas and have some fun. It was a party/gathering for people who really like spanking but I was certain we could do other things without offending anyone. Still, MY CUNT enjoys a good spanking, so that is what we began with. She’d worn a beautiful dress that barely – and I mean barely! – covered her ass when she was standing up. Underneath was a cute pair of pink panties. Repositioning a spanking bench in one of the darker, more intimate rooms, I told her to assume the position. She was happy to comply, and I enjoyed the look on her face as she got comfortable. Lifting the dress up so that her hips and ass were exposed I began to strike her with the palm of my hand. This is infinitely more enjoyable to both of us than the use of any implements, but there was a whole wall of them nearby so I had to do some experimenting. After warming MY SLUT up I grabbed a leather paddle and went back to work. In the room with us were two ladies abusing the ass of a man kneeling on a bench, and two gentlemen spectators who simply sat and watched. As I progressed, people came to the door of the room and looked in for a brief moment, then stepped away. I really didn’t have time to pay too much attention to who was in the room or at the door. I was busy whacking ass!
Sometimes I asked MY MEAT what implement she wanted me to use next. Eventually I pulled her panties down around her knees so that she was exposed to anyone who even glanced into the room. I gave her reddening buns a kiss of adoration then went back to it. As the implements changed, and the severity of the pain I was inflicting grew, so did my cock. Soon I was standing in front of her and pulling it out so that she could slide it between her lips. From this position I wielded a stiff leather paddle that had rivets on one side and a smooth surface on the other. MY LOVE requested I slow down my whacks and make them more severe, and I was happy to oblige. Each time I brought the paddle down on a cheek she convulsed in pain and I had to grab the back of her head and force her back onto my cock. This went on for several minutes. I looked up at one point and saw at least 3 people standing at the door, watching along with the two guys on the couch. I knew that MY WHORE had spent a portion of the day making her asshole clean for me, and I really wanted to violate her right then and there, but that kind of action didn’t seem to quite fit the mood or the surroundings. I managed to control my disgusting urge to place my cock in an asshole and went back to the different kind of ass abuse I was enjoying.
We had a great time. The atmosphere in the room was wonderful. I have to give these people credit, they knew at what level to play their music so that it didn’t make you want to run from the room, and I am happy to say they had magnificent taste in what they played. Some of the clubs we’ve been to recently can’t even get that right. We couldn’t have asked for better in that regard.
By now, we were both pretty revved up. As I stood near the kitchen and watched, MY DELICIOUS CUNT spoke with the lovely lady who’d invited us to the event about sharing oral duties on my member. This is the girl who had bragged about her deep throat abilities so I knew what the conversation was about. I was so proud and excited to see her smile and get closer to the girl as she made a suggestion to her. Moments later MY DIRTY FUCK and I were moving into a different room to get intimate again. This time she went down on her knees and took me in her mouth in anticipation of being joined soon. We remained like this and waited, her keeping me hard and ready, but the girl did not appear. I saw no reason, at this point, not to have some of that ass so I told her to get up and bend over, and moments later I was fucking her when another couple walked into the room. My shirt was off, and it was clear we were fucking, but I don’t think they had any idea that I was banging her asshole. We told the couple they were welcome to do whatever they wanted to in the room, while we were there, and they seemed okay with that. As I fucked MY CUNT in the ass a lovely lady disrobed, leaned over the bed, and was sensuously whipped. It was magnificent.
While all of this was going on the lady we’d hoped would join us finally came into the room. I don’t think she really looked long enough to see that we were having anal sex, but it was gratifying to see her gaze go toward us several times. I wanted a chance at her mouth, and I assumed that was why she had come into the room, so I pulled out and MY LOVE and I went to the bathroom to clean up. When we came out the lady getting whipped on the bed was looking pretty sexy, and the girl we were hoping to play with a little was still standing there, so I pulled my cock back out and had MY CUNT drop to her knees. She soon had me very hard and I could see out of the corner of my eye that we were now being actively watched. I turned to look at the woman on the bed and concentrated on the faces she was making. When I turned back and we were still being watched I asked if the object of our attentions would like to join MY LOVE in swallowing my cock. Unfortunately, she declined. And our adventure at Red Cheeks ended shortly after.
We said goodnight to the host and his wife, to the familiar faces, and to the lovely lady who’d invited us to begin with. Both of us were very horny on the drive back. MY LOVE lamented the long drives over the mountain to Central Oregon, where she would suck my dick as I raced along at 80mph, so I took down my pants and let her play while we made our way home. I did not want to drop a load, because there was a clean butthole available, so I didn’t. As we got closer to home I pulled over to the side of the road, yanked MY SLUT out, and fucked her ass in the semi-darkness. A car went by that probably got a good look at us, and when it returned shortly afterwards, parked, and shut off it’s lights I was convinced we were either being watched or it was just coincidence. MY LOVE figured the person was calling the police so we got back into our vehicle and drove home. As we passed the car I saw someone sitting inside, on the phone, so there’s no telling which one of us was right. Better to be safe than prosecuted.
We will probably attend another Red Cheeks Party in the future. It is definitely a group of people we would have no problem getting to know and an atmosphere we already feel a bit comfortable in. We’d like to say “Thanks!” to the host and his wife, to the lovely lady who invited us, and to all those we met and spoke with briefly.
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It is Father’s Day, so I guess it would be appropriate for me to reveal that I am actually the father of a nearly 17-year-old daughter who lives with her mother in Nevada. I haven’t been in contact with either of them for the past 15 years, which makes me a pretty bad dad I guess. Personally, I think they were both much better off without me in the picture, considering the life I’ve led since they left it. Drug use, open relationships and prison aren’t good for a family.
A few months ago I got a letter out of the blue. It was my daughter’s mother, looking for me. She explained that Mia was now old enough, in her estimation, to get to know her father. She’d reached a level of maturity where she could probably understand why I hadn’t stuck around. Her mother could have spent all these years bad mouthing me, or telling lies, but all she asked was that Mia be patient and wait until she was old enough to handle the situation. I responded to the letter eagerly, with MY LOVE being very curious and supportive. There was the initial conversation with her mother, where I let it all out – I’d been to prison, I was currently making violent porn – but once I set her mind at ease I got to speak to my daughter.
It was strange. Still is. She looks and sounds very much like her mom, with a few exceptions. Unfortunately, she got my nose but I think it looks lovely on her. She is a beautiful, smart, level headed young lady that I am very excited to see again. We are working on saving up for a trip out to Nevada, just to have dinner together, and the next step after that is to bring her to Portland to show her a great time. I just want to hug my daughter and experience being in her presence. The last time I saw her she was small enough to still be falling asleep on my chest.
We didn’t spend much time on the phone but we did on the computer. As we wrote, the similarities between us came clear, which was bizarre considering I was so absent from her life. Of course, most of these similarities were probably mere coincidences but we soon took to blaming every personality trait she had on either her mother or myself. She would say “I procrastinate” and I would tell her she could blame that on my side of the family but when she told me she liked Sushi that was definitely something she got from her mother’s side. During our very first conversation together I had to dance around what I did for a living, remaining vague but honest. When she reaches 18 I will have no problem showing her the blog and letting her explore it. As an adult, she totally has that right, and I don’t think anything she would see or read would alter, damage or influence her in the wrong way. If anything, she’ll appreciate how difficult and precious real love is to find. I don’t know anyone that reads here on a regular basis and doesn’t come away with more than just “We are perverts, look what we did today”. There is so much more here than that. Mia and I don’t communicate very much right now. She is a 17-year-old, after all, and has many other people she’d rather be calling or writing to. And I am still very much a stranger. She wants me to be a big part of her life, and I would be happy to do that, but it’s clear we are comfortable just sort of letting things progress naturally.
Now that I’ve begun talking about it, you will probably get the occasional post about my daughter. I told her about the blog and asked if I could use her name when I talked about her. She told me she loved the idea. When I visit her, or she comes to visit us, I’ll definitely take pictures and hopefully she’ll let me put some of those up as well. She is a lovely lady.
Happy Father’s Day to all the better dads than me out there!
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We will be attending the “Red Cheeks Club Play Party” tonight in Hillsboro, Oregon. This will be a new event/space for MY LOVE and I to explore, and possibly make some new friends. It is apparently more of a social gathering and less of a play space however, there should be ample opportunities. MY SLUT has promised to wear an outfit that will increase my desire to spank her bottom. Looking forward to that I must say. We were invited to be the guest of a crazy gal on FetLife who, I might add, claims to have a talented, deep throat. I hope to find out if that’s true…
Next week, Thursday the 17th, is the Lew Rubens bondage party. MY LOVE is going to be Lew’s bondage model for a couple of hours and I am providing the music for the entire event. We know a lot of people that are going to be there already, so it should be a fun, busy night. It is open to the public so feel free to join us!
And then Deacon X’s Fetish Night is three nights after that – Sunday, June 20th. As always we look forward to attending. It is a chance for us to relax, drink a little, dance a little and have a good time. No performing this month, just hanging out and digging the atmosphere. It’ll be good to see our DXFN friends and we’re always open to meeting and making new ones there as well.
Fun times ahead!
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A certain beautiful little something has been talking to and flirting with MY LOVE on FetLife for quite some time apparently. Today I got a message from this lovely lady. She called it “a quick idea”.
“i had a very naughty idea today while bored at my desk at work. here it goes
CDS (that’s MY LOVE/Catherine De Sade for those just joining us) and i meet at a bar; we are dressed like two business women; we hit it off
we flirt, kiss, nuzzle
i get tingly
she takes me back to her place
she and i dance for each other, and undress ourselves; leaving on our heels and lingerie
she walks me into the bedroom to ravish me
and in there is YOU already rock hard
i smile at you; CDS grins at me; i go over and kiss her madly
we both jump your bones
we dont leave the bedroom for hours”
This message came out of nowhere. I didn’t know, at the time, that this lady had been corresponding with MY LOVE/CDS for quite some time. I was more than a little aroused and intrigued.
When I wrote back I obviously thanked her for the “quick idea” and encouraged her to send more, should she get bored at work again. She lives in another state that MY LOVE and I have traveled to a couple of times so the fact that this might actually be a possibility is very exciting. But I won’t get that ahead of myself.
And yes, I did get her permission to reprint her story while I was writing to her. She told me she would be honored, flattered and turned on if I posted it. I’m hoping her getting turned on gets another “quick idea” sent my way. HINT! HINT!
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I sold my drum seta couple of days ago. Actually, I’m trading it for a bunch of weed but whatever. The original plan was to sell it and use the money to fix a malfunctioning computer fan on MY LOVE’s tower so that I could start trying to record some music in our office. As it turns out, the recordings will sound like crap even if I get the noisy fan fixed, and as I stated above I’ve already traded the drums for drugs. At least with this deal I’m getting more for them than I would if I just took cash. The only problem is, that damn fan is still kind of annoying at times.
I’m going to invest in some type of recording equipment and begin composing and recording songs. Perhaps I will get far enough along that I seek others to join me, and if I really get optimistic I might even play some live shows. I’ve been trying to get gigs DJing events and parties, and I hope that takes off a bit as the season begins to change. People really come out of their shells, start staying up late and having a good time when warm weather comes along.
I’ve been promising/threatening for a long time now to start a weekly deal on YouTube that would be a PG-rated version of us; our life, our love, our interests, thoughts and viewpoints. The weather is finally changing so I may finally get this idea off the ground. It’ll be more insight into who we are and a more media-friendly way to keep track and connect with us. I know the blog is a favorite of many, and I’m not going to stop it or start doing it on YouTube, but you might see and hear some things you have before, if you are a regular or long-time reader. Hearing it from our mouths may bring it home for people who just see what I write as fantastic but not quite real. I don’t blame them sometimes, for being doubtful or even jealous. We kind of like the challenge of showing people we are genuine.
We are going to explore more adult parties and events and open ourselves to adventures and experiences we were craving, but were kind of frightened to look for. So many disappointments for so long really did me in but MY LOVE is not about to give up. Good for her! She is helping me to have faith again, to even be optimistic, and that’s a big step for me. Being an antisocial introvert is not easy. Adding pessimism to the whole pile doesn’t help much either. That’s going to change too.
Our home is really not our sanctuary anymore so we will be spending less and less time there as the weather continues to get better. If we can afford it we will be attending more musical events, choreographed dance and things like that. We’re also going to try out some more dance clubs and see about enjoying ourselves that way more than once a month at the Deacon X event. My attitude towards people has got to change, even if the people around me don’t ever seem to. It’s time I had fun despite them.
MY LOVE and I are going to be out there making friends and living life. We had ourselves pretty isolated for a while even though we were pining for quite the opposite. It took her really getting fed up and deciding she’s going to push forward to get this whole thing going. I have to thank her for that. Change is good, and for us it was overdue.
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