Alternative Title: What I Did in D.C., part Two
The D.C. orgy started as a big camp cuddle reunion.  Avah, Match, Desire and Prince and I all puppy piled on the bed as soon as we each arrived, and marveled at the mirror on the ceiling.

Two parts of this evening were particularly fun for me.

I got to play with the lovely Prince. Mmm. That boy is pretty.

At first, he an Desire were playing, and what a pretty picture the two of them made! She invited me to join her in blowing him, where I realized he had a cock piercing! I had never played with a boy who was pierced before. I was impressed, because he told us that he had done the piercing himself. Now that, my friends, takes balls. Its one thing to pierce your own ear.  Its quite another to pierce your own cock. That’s hardcore.

Halfway through my turn blowing Prince, I stopped.

“Oh my god! You’re blow job number fifty!” I cried

Everyone laughed, whether at my timing, or my sluttacticness.  You see, I had gone into sex camp having sucked a fair number of dicks. But between the Blowdown, and my own fun, I had left having, in my entire life, sucked a total of 49 dicks.

I had, since camp, not been with anyone new. I was wondering what I wanted to do with Blow Job Fifty. Should I save it for someone? Am I actually capable of NOT sucking a dick?

By the time I had gotten to D.C., I had forgotten all about it, until I had Prince’s dick in my mouth. Yum.

So, Blow Job Fifty was memorable. Even more so after the next few events.

You see, Desire and Prince hadn’t played since camp, and Desire though he needed to be punished for that. So we dragged him to his knees, and she flogged him with a small flogger.  Then we realized there was a slapper in the other room. While she went to get the slapper, I put Prince over my knee’s to spank him.  When she came back, there was more slapping from Desire.  I moved out from under him, and took another turn.

While I was taking my turn working Prince over with the slapper, Desire decided he needed to keep his mouth busy. She beckoned one of the many men there over, grabbed Prince by the hair, and made him suck the other guy’s dick. It was pretty fucking hot.

I do love a man on his hands and knees, with a dick in his mouth.

Now, this is me we’re talking about.  With his mouth full, and his ass in the air, I couldn’t resist the chance to play with his cute little butt! I checked to make sure it was ok, of course, and called for some gloves and some lube.

Marcus had black. latex. gloves.  I LOVE black. latex. gloves. SO MUCH! Something about them makes me feel so sexy, especially when I’m donning them for anal play. I guess its a mini fetish. Especially when its really nice, smooth, shiny, untextured, non-powdered black. latex. gloves. Just touching and being touches with them is fun. Oooh, and having them in my mouth, when I’m getting fucked…..

But I digress.

I went very slowly on Prince, since I didn’t really know his level of experience. Sadly, not every man is able to take as much as Sebastian right away. *Sigh* There aren’t many men like Sebastian.

What was fun, was that the whole time I’m fingering his ass, Desire is still topping him too, spanking him, getting more cock for him to suck, and all.

But by the time I was working him with four fingers, he was well beyond the ability to suck a dick. He had slid from he knees, and was writhing way on the mattress and on my hand, moaning, and a good portion of the party going were around us, watching.

(Its a funny old thing, but I’ve noticed that as soon as I ask for gloves and lube, people start circling around to watch.  This happened later on in the evening as well.)

Eventually, Prince needed to stop and take a breather.  And I got to find out that a well placed piercing makes me girly bits very very happy, especially that crazy ‘g-spot’ we have.

The other fun orgy moment was with Avah.

I like to finger Avah. Seriously. She and I don’t play on our own, ever, because we’re more friends than lovers, but when we do play, I love to finger her. She is, hands down, the most ridiculously responsive girl, ever.

When you hit her g-spot, you know it.

We somehow started playing, and after a few moment of learning that lube does not mix with chewed cuticles, called for more gloves.

Now at that point, I once again had an audience. Two girls were playing, and I called for gloves and lube. Apparently, this means something interesting is about to happen.

And how.

After quickly getting three fingers inside her, and her responding very enthusiastically, I asked if she wanted more. She said yes. Actually, she practically growled at me. In went four, and she was going crazy. There were a circle of men watching.

Then we got to the really fun part. I asked if she wanted the thumb and then some.

There was another enthusiastic yes, and a call for more lube.

In went the thumb.

In went the base of my hand.

And then, just a bit more, and I was in to my wrist.

Sweet.

I started to move around experimentally, the way Felice had taught in her fisting class at Sex Camp.

There were many good, loud, reactions.

Soon, Avah asked me to twist my hand, moving it from horizontal, to a vertical position. We found that rocking it gently back and forth in that direction was the best, most intense way to hit her g-spot.

Oh. My. God. At that point, I had rather lost track of her orgasms, but I could feel more coming. As she mentioned in her orgasm users guide post, she clamps down and clenches when she’s about to come.

Let me tell you, Avah has got some STRONG vaginal muscles.  I’ve had my hands in assholes that haven’t clamped down as much as her. Its like a vice grip. At that point, if she decided to roll over, she would have broken my wrist.

But I think that’s kind of hot.

After about five or ten minutes of the rolling clamps though, my hand *hurt*. Really. I told her I needed to stop, and at that point, she was pretty done in as well. I slid out, and washed up and came back to clean her up as well, and do cuddly proper after care.

Poor thing though, almost right afterwards, Marcus wanted to try too.

His hands are much bigger than mine. But Avah didn’t seem to mind. Heh.