Which means instead of going to the Super Bowl party Now-hubby and I were supposed to, we're hunkered up at home. I did wind up making an entire pan of cornbread for the party, so looks like that's on the menu for...probably the rest of the month.
It's a bummer, because I was looking forward to going and seeing a few people I haven't seen in awhile. On the other hand, now I can hang out here and write a post for all of you.
This past Friday I went to my second CPP. I wanted to let you all know about it, because after the first one I was sort of meh on the whole experience. This second party had different people hosting, and an entirely different mix of people attending. I haven't yet mentioned this element of sex parties, and it's a pretty crucial thing to keep in mind if you're looking to attend one. It's also the element over which you'll have the least amount of control, unless, of course, you're the one who's hosting the party. Then you have a bit more say in who's showing up, and how things are going to get run.
At the first CPP, the ratio was about 3 people who had experience at parties for every 2 first timers. At this second party, there were around twenty people total. Seventeen of whom had experience participating at sex parties. That significantly tipped the scale on how the party went down. This isn't to go on a rant about how parties with newbies are terrible compared to parties where it's nothing but veterans. It's just a statistical advantage. This party had a distinct majority of people who not only had experience attending and participating at sex parties, but also (and probably more importantly) already knew each other and had played together before.
Between the two CPP parties, the hosts didn't have an incredible amount of difference, as the party format was sort of already established. The people hosting this one were just looking to have this variety of party more frequently, and so offered to host in order to facilitate that.
As a random aside before we get started: about the single male problem. I didn't encounter it at all at this party (again, significantly high ratio of more experienced attendees), but as a thought that knocks around in my head every so often, I wonder if it's possible to sort of start a Big Brother program within the lifestyle. People who are designated at every party to take the newbies (especially guys, but also ladies if they'd like it) under their wing and sort of explain things and offer general tips. I feel like that would solve a lot of problems and be not incredibly difficult to implement. Just a thought.
Anyway. Here's how the party went down.
First, this party was hosted at a location that was child free. Again, despite my stance on having children myself, I totally support other's option to choose to have babies. All I'm saying is it might be a good idea to shuffle the little ones off to grandma's for the night if you're planning on having a bunch of naked, humping adults over.
Second, this party was an incredible night of firsts for me. I got to fit my entire fist inside another lady for her first time. Lead-in included myself and my soon-to-be fisting partner watching another lady at the party getting fingered by a gentleman. As we were observing, the lady I was standing with mentioned how much she'd enjoy a similar encounter, at which point I immediately indicated that I was more than willing to accommodate this request. After successfully fitting four fifths of my hand into her vagina, I thought it worthwhile to ask if she'd be into fisting. There's nothing better in this entire world than holding a woman while her body continues to shake with orgasms, even after you've taken your fist out of her. So, to that particular lady:
Also on the list of firsts: the fuck saw.
That fucking thing. Let's just say I'm glad I warned the room in advance about my orgasms. Because it took a bit to come back to earth and regain complete motor control after experiencing it.
Third (because what are these lists if I don't have 3 things?), I'm putting in a shameless plug for a very dear friend who was one of the party hosts. He's recently written a book about his experiences in the lifestyle, and signed a copy for me at the party. Possibly my most favorite book signing ever. Because in what other situation can you have a book signing where both people are naked and the signer writes a quote from Tommy Boy for you in the book? You can find your own copy of the book here.