I learned a lot that night, so I don’t remember all the winding paths of sexuality that we explored, but one of them definitely led to the topic of the best orgasm you have ever had.
Jewels of Denial kicked things off by explaining to us the tantalizing and wonderful world of edging. And Cuff Me the Vampire Player reminded us all that a real orgasm is better than a fake one.
The BFM has a lot of orgasms. Orgasms with hands, toys, and partners. Everything Butt Sex weighed in on the best kind of orgasm: My kingdom for a well-trained clit! He declared, and I can’t argue with that.
We dove deep into the wonders of the human body. Just Heather taught us how to induce a poop and I would be willing to bet that at least a few who were in attendance that night have tried her innovative technique in the days since.
Bread Dicks squeezed a delicate droplet of pus from his nipple. And I fell, as a result, yet more deeply in love with him.
We discovered that romance is alive and well as You May Go described his re-enactment of the famous steamed window car sex scene from Titanic. I don’t know about you, but when my car windows fog up, the only things in there are me and a large pizza.
Unfortunately, porn is not doing as well as romance. Too much step sibling stuff. Not enough crying. And why does every porn clip involve the word “daddy”? Someone suggested that we should abandon visual porn and start an erotic book club and I am all for that idea. For real, I am like so into that idea please hit me up.
In the end, the BFM is like… pretty sure where our g-spots are and honestly, that’s half the battle in this wild Sybian ride that we call life.
In attendance was:
Bread Dicks, Bread Dicks Everywhere
Wheels on the Bus Go Down, Down, Down
Cuff Me the Vampire Player
Everything Butt Sex
Where’s My D?
Two Beds, One Nightmare
Not In My Hair
Mouth Down South
Jewels of Denial
Gay Matthews Lamb
Tits of Steel
You May Go
Music to My Tears