blog A, The hairdressing salon. Part 2

blog A part 2

.......So my head is spinning and as I said not from the d***k.  I mean WFT have a just steped on to some 1970's porno set?  Is this even real, people like me don't get to goto such party.  However this was very real.   

Drinks in had and no place to sit people standing in groups chatting, drinking, eating finger food.  No seems to notice the 6 chars with young men in chins in them.  Some people pealing away from the groups and playing with the young men then rejoining the groups, then others doing the same.  One of the young men became free and someone(as it turned out, it was my first love that was with me at the party.  I will interduse you to him in a later blog) pushed my back and said go on it's your turn.  I almost tripped over I was push forward so hard.  You know that when your pushed like that the only thing for it is to go with the flow.  

As I reach the char I turn round and sit sideways on the lap, and put my champagne on the counter.  Now I had both hands free and started running them over the well built chest and around the nipples.  This was when I started to find that I love to tease.  I love to start light and move my fingers round the nipples and over the nipples before getting each one between the thumb and fore finger.  Squeeze and lightly twist then let go and move my fingers getting hold of the nipples again and twisting them again, noting the rise and fall of the chest as the breathing gets deeper and I know I am having an effect.  I wanted to do it again and again getting harder and harder but then I look over and may love nodes to me and I know it's time to stop and pick up my glass and go back to him.

The mood in the room as changed and the videos have stoped.  There's an air of expectation ad the room becomes quirt, almost as if this was rehearsed.  Someone gave one clap and a man in 100% rubber is lead in by a dog lead and collar round his neck.  The woman led him to a column in the room and he was bound to it.  His cock and balls where pocking out and each nipple was exposed the woman walked round and round, back and forth almost like a dance, sometimes swinging a short cat of 9.  It turns out that this is not my first love sort of thing, he whispered to me that he wanted to go after this.  The woman kept swinging the cat and walking back and forth in the high heal boots and shiny rubber.  I did not know it then but it turned out to be E that you will meet in blog B.  Every now and then someone give the man a d***k in-between swishes of the cat and some in the room where wanking.  

I could go on but to tell you the truth I can't remember much more it must have been gone 3 at this  point, I was tired and my love wanted to leave.  There is only so much of this one can take and it was all turning in to a bit of a blur.  So much so I don't know how we got home.