An Erotic Story

Moanin' with Joanne and Joyfull

I invited Joanne and Joy to my hotel. They arrived on time with giggles and grins. I had champagne for them and shared a toast as Joanne did a strip tease. Somehow Joyfull was undressed also, but my memory is hazy, with each of them all over me and undressing me and playing. Eventually we got into bed and Joanne climbed on for a ride ending with a resounding O as Joyfull fondled us both. Joyfull was next up moaning with a moutful of me on one side and Joanne’s big ol strap-on on the other. They kept me going until I lost it. We had a great time. 

In The Shadows

Revealing your hidden desires

I am honored in my experiences with my friends to often be a part of their discovery of their deepest sexual needs, their desires, and even their wildest fantasies.  They must feel they are in a safe place, with an attentive ear, and a nonjudgmental heart to open up.  Often they have stuffed their desires into a dark space, occasionally revealing them in the shadows, but not without tightening of breath, pulsating heartbeat, and anxiety.

I love this picture.  A manly kind-hearted fellow who loves the feeling of stockings.  Where can he wear stockings without fear of ridicule and judgement?  Must he hide his longings under clothes that conventional society would find acceptable?  Actually I have a few answers to these questions that I've shared with him privately.  And I encourage him to continue exploring his feelings and the desires that bring him pleasure.

In the meantime I love our playtime.  I love seeing his grin when I strip off his pants to discover he is wearing these pretty lace-topped stockings.  His face may be in the shadows, but he's revealed his hidden desires with me. 

An Erotic Story

24 Hours of Retro Indulgence

I'd been flirting with Joy for some time now about matters of shared interest.   Recently, a mutual acquaintance of ours introduced us in person in quite a delightful manner during a BDSM scene, and I decided then and there that I had to learn even more about this fascinating person.

So, after some weeks of correspondence, Joy and I agreed on a fun afternoon of roleplay and a date, and crafted a scene we'd like to carry out.   At nearly the last minute however, the opportunity arose to spend an entire 24 hours together, and we both jumped at the chance, though it would clearly require serious improvisational skills from both of us.

I cannot begin to properly portray just how much fun we had together.  Or just how much effort she clearly put in ahead of time in making this day a very retro sexy experience.

The beginning scenario was sort of a Mad Men theme - overworked husband arrives home for a noon-time lunch and quick bit of fun with the elegant proper stay-at-home 60's wife.   Who has decided she has had enough of being prim and proper, and it is time to show hubby what she *really* needs....

I arrived at her brilliant location, an entire vintage home devoted to Joy's interests. 

I walked through the door, we greeted each other very briefly, then the scene unfolded....

I won't go into much detail, I'll just leave you with some images:

- A 60's vintage Tiki-style cocktail (which she had spent the day before practicing making, destroying her poor kitchen in the process) presented to hubby on his arrival, while perfectly appropriate music of the era played.

-  A properly devoted and concerned wife, in a proper elegant dress, under a period apron, while she cooked us a wonderful, wacky, 60's-style home-prepared lunch, served in the style of the time.  (Neither of us could believe people actually used to eat this stuff and live much past the age of 30.)

- A relaxing bath, that turned...surreal....as the no-longer-so-proper wife's plan unfolded.  Then after that, some activities in the kitchen I'd best not go into, but that were incredibly creative and mood-altering.  Let's just say I'll never look at a stuffed turkey the same way again :-) 

- During a period when I was...unable to see or alter the course of events, a superb piece of piano music was played, Satie's Gnossienne No. 1, something I'd mentioned in a Tweet months ago I had enjoyed.   Later in the day, I found out that Joy had *learned the piece* and was performing it live while I was unable to see.  This is the sort of detail that was present in almost everything we did that day.   Stunning.  Later in the day she handed me an instrument I was unfamiliar with, and asked me to return the favor, which I bravely attempted - I suspect we could have had a fun jam session all evening had we been of a mind to.

- A fair bit of time before we headed out to dinner with Joy's alter ego, Miss J.F., in her special chamber of....delights.  J.F. understands more-than-a-few of my non-mainstream interests all too well :-)

- A dinner trip out on the town, which went hilariously wrong (my fault), but in a good way.  Followed up with a quiet evening back at home, exploring, then to bed to sleep.

- Unable to sleep because of the lovely woman resting next to me with the moonlight streaming over her, perhaps the most memorable part of the whole visit then unfolded, as I gently caressed her in wonder at the sight.  No details for the home audience, but suffice it to say that Joy is honestly a treasure beyond compare - I have rarely met such a responsive, communicative, deeply sexual woman.   It was as if I had been handed a superb musical instrument, plopped into a jazz duo, and somehow could play as if I'd been doing it my whole life.  I felt hugely honored to see this side of her, and I'm still unable to stop smiling when I think of it.  I think I will remember these moments forever.

- Waking up the next morning with an amazing-looking woman, free of makeup or other artifice, an image that will linger with me.  Grand plans to do all sorts of things in the morning set aside, never really making it out of our relaxing chamber until lunch time :-)   Neither of us had a sense of time by this point, frankly, it was as if the world outside no longer existed.  When it came time to leave, I wasn't sure she was going to let me, and I wasn't sure I ever wanted to.

Joy is, well, an absolute joy.   She has an expansive welcoming energy about her, that I can feel from across the room.  She is spiritual, worldly, healing, sophisticated, musical, witty, powerful, charming, vulnerable, and amazingly seductive.  She is the sort of person I'd truly enjoy having as a friend.

I learned many important things during my brief stay with her, she clearly has much to teach.


Moonlit body writhes
Winter mist shrouds weeping pause
Goddess sighs anew

An Erotic Story

Duo Surprise with Victoria Rage and Miss J.F.

I normally plan my visits with Ms. Rage many weeks in advance, and there is some considerable discussion of scenes.  This visit was different.

Just the other day, I had sent a note along with some thoughts for ideas for our exploration over the coming months.  Moments after sending it along, I unexpectedly had an opportunity open up to visit in just a few days.   So I asked if VR could possibly work me into her schedule on such short notice, and she was very accommodating in doing so.

We didn't have any specific scenario worked out between us, so I was visiting sort of blind.  Which was oddly exciting, and terrifying at the same time.

Foolishly, I sent her a note the night before our appointment requesting that she be *especially* vile, wicked, and depraved, to offset all the happiness and good cheer of the holiday seasons.

In retrospect, this may have been a *serious* error, and just the sort of cheeky overconfidence to bring on trouble.  She responded back enthusiastically with a pithy "Alright darling, you just remember that YOU asked for it...", and some special instructions.    (Understand that, after many visits and much discussion, VR and I play in a sort-of consensual non-consent mode, in that I still *have* an ultimate safeword, but the issue simply does not arise, and I have given her wide latitude in the areas she can play, and trust her skills and ability to manage the scene.  What worried me this time is that she sent me along specific changes to our safeword protocols.  From her changes, I gathered this time might be a bit different, so in credit to her professionalism, she was making sure there wouldn't be problems.)

I was frankly terrified when I knocked on the door, perhaps more so than I've ever been visiting her.   (And I do some scary things in my RL occupations, it is not normal for my knees to tremble...)   But you don't just ask a tiger to enjoy an all-you-can-eat buffet, then walk into its cage holding a plate of prime rib...

So I went in...  My attempts at pretending a smile and good cheer to cover my anxiety lasted about 10 seconds through the door.

I won't go into any juicy details about the session, suffice it to say that VR at times showed me an even more...aggressive...side than she's shown me before, and at the end of 3+ hours, I was totally destroyed.    I was impressed that even though she engaged in some *very* demanding activities for me, she didn't quite force me to get to the point of using any of our safety protocols - she was very very good at reading my body language to keep me right on the edge of disaster throughout, which was perfect!  (Bless her soul though, I had a bad muscle/joint injury acquired the day before, and she arranged one of our activities to provide significant therapy to the region, while still fitting into the scene, and was careful not to damage further the troubled region.)

At the end of many hours of...fun..., when I was completely toast, in walks a surprise.   A friend of VR's.  I was not in a position to see exactly who it was.  And for the next hour, VR and her mysterious friend amused themselves with me.  The interplay between the two ladies was wonderful, and very exciting to participate in.   The two of them approach these scenes from different directions, and the combination is superb.   I was very much in my Happy Place :-)

(Do not fret, Ms. Rage doesn't just spring random 3rd parties on her visitors.  I had previously discussed this sort of possibility with her, and given her the discretion to do so as appropriate, it was just a total surprise to me on this visit, which added greatly to the effectiveness.  She also doesn't throw extreme activities at you unless you've asked for them, you are perfectly safe visiting her if all you want is a simple chat. Probably :-) )

Later on in the day, I got to finally see the mysterious visitor who had joined us - it was none other than Miss. J.F.!  She is very creative, has some *amazing* talents, and is a very witty and charming person to spend time with, even under these sorts of circumstances.   I would not hesitate to see her again in any of her roles, and I thank Miss Rage for introducing us at last.   I have to admit I guessed who it was partway through the session - though we had never met, I had previously corresponded with Miss J.F. about some other matters of mutual interest, and purely from the sense of humor that was being displayed, I deduced the identity of my additional tormentor.

Ms. Rage and Miss J.F. - thanks for such a great kickoff to the new year!  I will return, once I can walk again :-)

Miss J.F. now has her own website!

It was time, for I've been combining information for both Joyfull and Miss J.F. (pronounced Mischief).  Who is Miss J.F.?  It's ME, but represents my kinkier persona that you know is Wild About Rope! 

It tickles me to have one gentleman friend explain it this way -

Joyfull is basically a Goddess, totally beloved, well-reviewed, intuitive, smart, hot, sexy, sympathetic, a good listener, a great cook, and as handy as Gene Autry with a length of rope, if you're into that kind of thing (p.s. you'll be the calf).  Miss J.F. is Joyfull's kinkier persona.  If you're at all curious about Shibari, this is a rare chance to get tied up by a kind-hearted top who actually knows what she's doing.  Miss J.F. is the only one I'd trust to truss me. And even if you're as vanilla as the center of a Klondike bar, I'd still recommend her to any sapiosexual (look it up!). Oh, and did I mention she's total dynamite between the sheets? You should really give her a try.

So, you who are so deliciously French Vanilla, need not ever worry about rope or bondage or strap-ons ever finding way into our blissful encounters.

.......unless you ask for it.

Those folk who find kinky play to be a curious new adventure and wish to safely explore once to satisfy their curiosity, or for those who regularly crave a spicier experience in their play and enjoy shivering in anticipation of a mischievous vixen about to have their way with them....

 this is for you! 

 

Enjoy!