An Erotic Story

What Ye Been Waitin' Fer?

It was almost International Talk Like a Pirate Day and I realized I had to visit Joyfull. It is fast becoming a yearly ritual.

Joy greeted me in her saucy wench outfit with mesh stockings. We exchanged a few ARRRs, Avasts and laughs. Joyfull, ever the consummate hostess, had some tasty snacks and drinks waiting for me. We chatted a bit about the hobby, and our lives. It was then I noticed that naughty smile, and the fun began. Joyfull has been studying the Asian art of Shibari and was looking for a "lab partner". Next thing I know I am wrapped up by Joyfull and receiving some of the best French I have had.

A while later and one spill we retired to her play room. We engaged in some lovely positions and savored mutual French. All of this was punctuated with laughter, chat, and lots of teasing by Joyfull. Alas life was calling, so we finished my micro vacation with a shower (with two shower heads) and several hugs.

Joyfull is such a delight. While you visit her you never quite know what to expect, but you will always leave with a smile. She uses her creativity to make every visit different and special. I wonder what other holiday we could celebrate?

Arrr! So ya scurvy dogs. What ye being waiting for?

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An Overnight Adventure!

This started with a social visit I had with Joy while she was here in Portland early August after seeing her ad here.  I will say that there was some very good chemistry during the inital visit and I got a taste of the shibari craft that Joy/Miss J.F. practices.  I suspect we reached the bounds of what could be done in a public place that by the end begged for a longer visit.

We emailed over the course of a couple weeks, discussing options and possible times to come up to see her in Seattle.  Somewhere along the way the idea of an overnight visit came up and when the offer came I jumped at the chance.  I am new to the BDSM and so I had difficulty voicing what it was I wanted to do.  I knew rope should be part of it but I also wanted to get my hands on the woman I saw in Portland.  We eventually settled on a date for the overnight.

Joy fashioned an evening to remember. I arrived in Seattle around dinner time and we made a quick decision to get some seriously good fast Mexican. We seemed to have not lost much of the chemistry from the first visit and Joy is so charming that it was easy to settle in. We made a stop at Babeland. From there we headed back to Joy's where the magic was to begin in earnest.

At her place we went through the ritualistic mouthwash and toast. I took a shower and when I was done Miss J.F. was there wearing a black feathery coat over black lace with stockings and crazy high heels. I was blown away, speechless actually, and in no time my hands were tied behind my head. A very sensuous foot-bath was followed by her touching me and more rope; this time around my cock and used like a leash to lead me away to the shibari room.

Still as my first time with a dominatrix I had no idea what was in store but at the same time I felt completely safe in J.F.'s extremely confident and talented hands. Ever more rope was wound around my body and I was tied to the bed. Some of what followed is a dreamy blur (possibly owing to being blind-folded part of the time) while other images are seared into my brain. There was just enough back light to see her silhouette dishing out the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain.

With hours left in the evening Joy suggested a bubble bath and ice cream. It seemed the perfect, soothing post-bondage ritual. We had some really great conversation followed by some serious arousal. We moved to the bed and more fun quickly ensued. To say Joy has stamina or enthusiasm is to not give her enough credit and I tried my best to match her late into the night.

The next morning Joy brought coffee and crescents to bed. Once re-energized though, the focus quickly turned from food to, well... Afterwards we chatted and said goodbye over a delicious breakfast and Bach playing in the background. Clearly I had an extraordinary time with a truly exceptional woman. I would say if you come prepared the places Joy/Miss J.F. can take you are practically limitless.

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I Could Have Spent All Day With Her

 

I have known Joy thru the chat room for the past few months.  Joy is a very sweet and fun lady.  From the moment she stepped into the chat room, I have grown a liking towards her. Those who know me from the chat room know that I like to tease those who I am fond of.  My teasing can go overboard at times and can upset people once in awhile. This is something I am aware of and trying to work on.
That said, Joy and I have had our challenges, so I never thought Joy would ever see me.  Ok, so it's Saturday early evening and I was in the chat room.   Joy comes in and after some light banter  I PM`d her and asked her.  She had to leave the chat room, but as she left she said to email her if I was really interested.  I thought about it for a second and said what the hell I will give it a shot, all she can do is say no.  If she says no, I will know where I stand and count it as a learning lesson.

Well as you can see she agreed to see me the next morning.  After some email exchange about how long and other details she said she would call me an hour before the date.  The next morning an hour before the date she calls we chat for a few minutes.  During the chat she expresses nervousness cause she doesn't know what to expect from me. I told her that things would be fine.  Now after the phone call I am getting nervous cause I didnt know what she was up to.  I don't care at this point, as I am going thru with this no mattter what.  She was a couple of minutes late calling me with the room # and said she took too long doing her hair.  Ok, I don't really buy that, I think she was gathering her nerves, but who cares.  I found the room knocked on the door she said "Eric?", I say "yes", she opens the door, but stands behind the damn door as she opens it.  I can't get a look at her til she starts to shut the door.  I am thinking WTF am I getting myself into.

Our eyes finally meet and I am thinking, damn she's cute, we are going to have a great time.  As she looks at me for the first time her eyes get as big as saucers and she gets a big grin on her face.  I was not what she expected in a good way, so she says.  As our eyes are meeting for the first time, it seems we both came together for a wonderful hug and first kiss on the lips.  She is so short during the embrace, I picked her up off the ground with the hug.  Very nice start and I knew I was in for a great time.  I let her down from the hug and we went to the couch for some chit chat to get to know each other. The chat was brief, as she had said she had alot planned for our time together and we better get to it.  I won't go into all the details. She told me I was her king and that she would do her best to please her king.  I could have spent all day with her.  She was so sweet and seemed to love the time we were spending together.

The date was pushing her check-out time at the hotel, so we wrapped things up and ended the date.  I got more than my agreed time with her.  Knowing she was up against check-out time, I offered to help her pack her things up and she let me.   I was surprised.  She also had alot of things, so I offered to help her carry her things down to check out, then to her car.  She must have trusted me, cause she did't hesitate taking the help, and I was glad to help the little lady out.  I gave her an ending hug and kiss at her car, then went about my day.

I know this is really long, but I want to let everyone know just how great of a lady Joy is.   She doesn't realize she is cuter than she thinks. 

An Erotic Story

 In The Garden

Joy is all about your enjoyment, and hers. Warm, engaging personality. Intelligent and easy to talk with. She takes care of you, in all ways. Incredibly responsive to my attempts to please her. Skillful, persistent, creative French to the end - my eyes rolled back in my head and I did not know where I was for a bit.
She has more toys than I know what to do with - glad SHE knew!
There are the incredibly beautiful, the athletes, the soulful who make you think you could fall in love, the spiritual. Joy revels in the fun of it all - and when you are with her, so do you.

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Experimentation with a Sexy Vixen

 

I had previously seen Joy for a shibari training session (she was quite good by that time!), and had learned that she was dipping her toes in a different pool with a sensual domme alter-ego known as Miss J.F. As I learned after I arrived, this is actually meant as a play on the word "mischief".

We made the session arrangements via a couple PM's back and forth on Twitter after she mentioned that she was interested in playing that day in a rather playful way.  Joy and I communicate via Twitter a lot so she knows that I'm submissive and a few of my fetishes, which she finds intriguing. Her sensual domme persona is something she's still growing into, so there's a fair amount of experimentation in session, which I'm only too happy to help with

Don't expect any pain, humiliation, or things that don't feel good, as that's not her style at all. She doesn't really want to go there. However, there's plenty still left to explore as a sexy vixen in control, especially with her now extensive shibari skills, and her creativity with various household items that transform into toys, such as the item I swore was a wartenburg wheel Miss J.F. is very concerned during session that you're feeling what you want to feel, and having a good time!

It felt REALLY good to let Miss J.F. do her thing and have her way with me... from a strap-on to some foot and butt kissing, my "bits" being manipulated and tied in some interesting configurations, and some light nipple clamp play.

I'm really looking forward to seeing Miss J.F. evolve further, as well as seeing "sweetheart" Joy as well! Thank you for a wonderful experience!!

Moonstruck

Once in a Blue Moon.........I need a helping hand!

Can you believe August is a Blue Moon Month?  If you are anything like me, I find full moon energy to be quite compelling.  Just seeing it fills me with a sense of awe and magic.  I want to dig my hands in deep and explore all things hedonistic.  Lust and lasciviousness prevail.  Just think, August will have two full moons!  This will be an exciting month for sure and I'm hoping you'll have a hand in the exploration of that.

So, speaking of needing a hand, or giving you something to do with your hands, I just had to share the following article with you....for who wouldn't like to save all mankind?  ;)

How a Woman’s Orgasm Can Save a Man
Hugo Schwyzer

Can teaching guys how to give women orgasms prevent the much-heralded "end of men"? As far-fetched as it sounds, one rapidly growing organization claims that equipping men to make women come is the solution to the much-vaunted masculinity crisis.

"Learn Orgasmic Meditation and everything that goes with it," urges the website for One Taste, a San Francisco-based organization that promises to help women move beyond the pursuit of a quick climax and into the realm of the 15-minute orgasm....

The basic technique of OM hasn't changed in recent years: a "stroker" caresses what Daedone claims is a woman's most sensitive spot, the upper-left quadrant of the clitoris. The "stroker" (almost always a man) is fully clothed; the woman being stroked is only naked from the waist down. The traditional practice lasts 15 minutes; rather than producing a single sharp climax, an OM is an extended orgasm that may or may not have a distinct peak. When Salon's sex writer Tracy Clark-Flory observed a public OM session, she found it "arousing and deeply bizarre."

Men stroke; women are stroked. ... She claims that an experienced male stroker can receive every bit as much ecstasy from OM as the woman whose clitoris he's caressing.

But the real payoff of OM for a man goes beyond his delight in watching a woman orgasm beneath his fingertip. ... OM gives men a sense of mastery, not just of women's bodies, but of themselves. If it's true that there's nothing straight men want to know more than to how to please a woman, then it follows that if they figure out how to do that well and consistently, they'll receive a boost of confidence that will bleed over into every other aspect of their lives.

Ken Blackman, a 48 year-old former Apple software engineer who is now One Taste's "senior stroker," told me that One Taste had transformed his life. He came to the OM practice as a self-described "short nerd" who was desperate to learn tips for becoming great in bed. What he found instead was a whole new way of relating to women and to himself. According to Blackman, becoming a great stroker (Daedone praises him as among the very best she's taught) has little to do with technique and more to do with cultivating "a talent for play." "Women want men who have a demonstrated capacity for handling the truth," he says; "OM teaches guys how not to be intimidated by the full intensity of women's hunger."

Pick-up artists often promise male clients the same thing: insight into "what women really want" as well as an injection of much-needed confidence. When I ask Blackman about the comparison between OM and the purveyors of "game," he acknowledges the similarity but suggests One Taste offers a more collaborative view of heterosexual relations. "Pick-up artists turn women into a formula: ‘say this line and she'll go to bed with you.' OM gives guys a compass for how to interact with women as equals."...  

As Daedone explains, OM doesn't just get women off –- it gives them the tools to ask for what they want in every area of life in every area of life. Women who've been raised to believe that men will run from women's rage discover that in OM, guys develop the skill, the resilience, and the maturity to show up and stay present. "It's made me much more attractive to women," says Blackman. He's not just talking about the digital skills that have made him senior stroker; he's talking about the emotional competence he's developed....

... Men can learn not to fear women's sexuality, not by asserting control over it but, as Blackman says, by "learning to dance with it." In the words of one of the year's biggest country hits, the solution to the man malaise may lie in giving guys what they really want: "Something to Do with My Hands." OM is far from the only solution to the current crisis, and for a lot of us, it may be one of the oddest. But for its growing number of devotees, it's surely the most pleasurable.

Read more here - http://jezebel.com/5927470/how-a-womans-orgasm-can-save-a-man

Couldn't we all use encouragement with communication, confidence, and connecting? It's not a perfect article. But I'll bet it made you smile. I sure am, thinking of the intensity I can feel your fingertips....

 I'm st(r)oked!