Upon Dostoyevsky and BDSM part 2
Gentleman, I am now a full member. PM me if you will visit the Red Room.
Most of life will let you down. So savor the few times when the universe aligns. This was "my moment" for not just the best sex but also the best night of my life. I do not expect to ever top this. And I'm sort of OK with that.
Not only did I have my first REAL 3 Some Dee (24) and Nat (18) (which I will tell you about now) but I also followed that up with 4 hours of non-stop sex with my soul-connection with Dee. And by "REAL Threesome" I mean a true Bi-Sexual Female (Dee) and myself equally devouring a young lady who had never experienced orgasm at the hands of a woman and a man. This is very difference from a man having sex with 2 girls at a time. The latter is just 1+1+1 = 3. The former and far better is 2+1 = 3.
My goal here is not just a tantalizing story, but to impart some helpful strategies for you to seek out your own thrilling experience.
So I'll start by saying I did my best to Pre-Plan the entire negotiating discourse with both Dee and Dee's manager, Z. See, first Dee had to agree to a Threesome. I did not know or expect her to be truly Bisexual. My strategy here was to resign to letting Dee pick the extra girl. I said, "pick someone you know, trust and are comfortable. " Second, incentivized Dee by letter her know I wanted to spend the entire Night with her, while just a 1.5 hrs with the second girl.
I endured Red Room about 9:30 in hopes of finding Dee early. Upon entrance, I found the room practically empty. I think 1 other man sitting alone and few girls about. I immediately left, walked the block, returned to sit in the lobby to watch the arrivals. Sure enough, Dee arrived about 9:45. I followed in a few minutes later to find her group of girls getting wine at the bar. (Random: but I observed they get some sort of coupon for their first drink.).
Dee was legitimately glad to see me again. I absolutely loved the jealousy in the room. Though, later, Dee told me the girls get along well and support each other. She even showed me pictures of the "outing" they'd been on earlier that day (some touristy like stuff). Respectfully, I asked if she was completely sure she wanted to repeat with me or she could suggest a different girl and I wouldn't be offended. Yet, in her humble but eager way, she assured me she wanted to stay with me. So I presented the idea of a 2nd friend.
She grew wide eyed and immediately said, "can you excuse me for about 5 minutes while I go talk to one of my friends. She new and only 18, but I think she'the be up to the experience."
I said, "18!" Are you absolutely sure she's 18?
Dee responded, "Oh, yes, don't worry, I've seen her passport."
As I peered over at her table of about 5 friends, my eyes immediately feel about this bronze hair Lolita in a Sun dress. But I knew not get my hopes up. Nonetheless, sure enough, this was the girl Dee returned with. We will call her Nat. She even had those *slightly enhanced lips that turned out to amazingly soft.
Eventually, the girls manager, Z, arrived and I began with my pre-planned negotiation. Again, my goal wasn't the lowest amount of roses possible. It was just a fair price. "Full night" with Dee. 2000 perfect flowers. 1. 5 hrs with Nat joining us. 1000 wild flowers.
Off we went. This time I approached the body guard directly. Gave him a 20. But, unfortunately, he sent me over to reception. **just play it cool. Just okay it cool. ** I went through the motions and finally the front desk man said, "that'll be 200." I had pre-planned Tip money in a special pocket. Let's call this, "extra guest fee. " Haha. Or a jealousy fee. Worth it. Moving on.
Brothers, go the extra mile to find the most fluent girl you can. Clear Communication. Makes all the difference to the quality of the experience. I cannot stress this. Pick a fluent girl that is a 7 over the 10 girl but can't understand you. Luckily, Dee was a 10 and a polyglot.
Nat, however, only had the typical discourse ability. But, no worries, Dee was there to communicate everything. Dee told Nat how sensual and kind I was. How I'd focus on her pleasure over mine.
Nat was very nervous, but Dee and I both worked to make her comfortable.
Slowly, both Dee and I worked our hands over Nat while she squirmed to all 20 fingers writhing both her upper and lower body erogenous zones. As I kissed her thighs, Dee kissed her neck and chest. Dee would speak to her in Russian and always translate to me what she was saying. Dee had asked Nat if she would let Dee ear her out. Nat agreed but said she wouldn't do the same to Dee at first.
I went down on Nat as Nat layer back in Dee lap. Dee was fondling her subtle breast and kissing her. As Nat's climax grew and grew, I locked eyes with Dee. We both were taken with the ecstasy of Giving this young woman a trembling orgasm. And our eyes connected our brains in that moment as Nat twisted and shook. Real orgasm or not loud and bombastic. They tremble and quake, the body's vibrato.
Nat was embarrassed in the cutest way. But with bilingual Dee we were able to make her feel wondering about herself.
Skeptics, if I was making this fantasy up, I'd tell you both Nat and Dee simultaneously went BBBJ on me as they both stained up at me like a King. But this is not made up, though I wish the happened. It just did not flow that way. As Nat got familiar with my manly ways, her plumped lips so soft, Dee began exploring Nat's burning core. It was hard not to be "overcummed" at the sight of Dee sucking Nat's "other" lips. But I also make use of desensitizing cock ring, for what it's worth. Let me hurry to end for brevity's sake. After a quick bathroom break, Nat said she would go down on Dee. As Dee told me this, I playfully pushed her down on the bed saying, "that's great, but I get first taste of you before her and proceeded to lap up an hours worth of built up eroticism. This turned Dee on immenselyway more than anything the previous night (see other post if you missed it). I started to see a trend, Dee loved it a little "rough. " And we'd talk about this after Nat left us for the rest of the night we had to ourselves. Stay tuned.
But first. The Finale.
As I stood at bed end, Nat knelt doggy before me and lowered her tightness onto me tighter than Dee to be honest due to her age. But she also buried her face between Dee's thighs. The whole time Dee I kept eye contact. Sure enough, Dee went deeper and deeper into a rolling orgasm. I was able to grab Dee's left foot that ran along side of Nat's knelt body, massaging it. I could feel her toes clinch's and calve muscles tremble. When Dee began to moan, unlike our previous night together, I knew it was real. A girl's full body orgasm can easily last 35 to 45 seconds at its height. So once Dee was fully committed to her orgasm, I was able to join her ecstasy 20 seconds or so later. Nat should have felt like a real Champ.
We ended our time with Nat asking her what the best compliment a guy could give a girl after sex? Nat nervously answered, "that is was the best he'd ever had. " And so Dee was able to tell her just that. I suppose to she returned to the red room. But I imagine she spent a lot of time remembering her time at least the time with Dee. Haha.
Now alone, Dee and I still had the whole night to ourselves. Never would I have guessed I was about to explore the "darker eroticisms" of Dee.
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Dostoyevsky and BDSM part 3
Brethren, there was once a time we were all boys, correct? As a boy we would long for the comfort of a mother. As an adolescent we would long for the affirmation of a lover. And, now, as life wains on and on, what do we seek? It's a bit of a trick question; we all seek something a little different. We have a deep need equally psychological as biological. And when those two elements combine some atomic reactions can occur.
But as with all elements, some attract and some repel. And in the case of "Dee" and I, some BOND.
Step 1. Communicate. Step 2. Be curious. Step 3. Control by letting them lead. Step 4. Embrace the unknown destination.
Seven Stories above Red Square was my Red Roomflush with Dee's unveiled passion due to our built trust.
Having made arrangements for the "whole night," I knew I had to leave for a flight by 5 AM. And I also knew Dee needed to have a secure way 'home. ' Nonetheless, it was not yet Midnight when Nat lefthaving experienced her own "firsts" of eroticisms. (See previous entry).
Dee and I snuggled on the bed, ordered some Room Service (coffee and fruit). Never was there a wasted moment when either she or I wasn't caressing, massaging, stroking or fingering, even as we discussed Dostoyevsky's "The Idiot" or her Parent's profession, or her time as a barista in (the real) Moscow. We had this ongoing philosophical dialogue since the very beginning about how we must be willing to find "conclusion" to our interpersonal Pursuits. If we always chase the wind, we'll at best be full of hot air or at worst bloated with flatulence neither are great ends.
This idea we translated to the pursuit of higher and higher sexual gratifications and experiences. In agreement, Dee volunteered her perspective on the Darker Eroticisms the taboos and fetishes. Here she told me that she was on a journey of her own to feel fully sexually powerful. But how she also sought to understand her own proclivities. As we discovered, Dee is bisexual, but she also confessed her need of submission to pain. She spoke of giving into pain being parallel to giving into an orgasm.
As we dined on pineapple and each other's honey-combed lips, I asked, "Dee, I know the first night I was not able to bring you fully over the edge. " "Please teach me what it is you want to feel the most."
Dee said, "remember when you picked me up and bounced me while standing?" "That really got me going. " "And every time you kiss my neck, I wish you'd bite me harder. " "And I'd really like it if you'd. Spank me for real."
Pause! Cut! What?! Yep, you heard me, brothers-in-sport. Should you believe this? No.
Not at first at least.
Let me make this real. I didn't know what to do about these revelations. Dee was meek, polite to a fault (even asking if she could drink water), and timid by all appearances. And, while I am a dominate in the low-key control type of way, I was not prepared to try all this. But I was on a journey, and I let it take me deeper and darker.
Ass slapping is great. That came naturally. But as she begged for it to be harder and harder, I'the hesitate. I didn't really want to leave a mark on this lovely porcelain Russian Dollwith all her shells and layers of erotic complexity. With each new level of pain and pleasure, She'd come at me all the more ferocious. I'd be dripping in sweat, I hate to admit, and eventually collapsing in her arms only to start a new conversation about global politics or her plans to go back to university once she saved enough from Dubaishe intends to only stay another month or so. But with Russia's current state of affairs, I wonder if that will change? (The AED is doing much better than the Rupel.).
This should convince the skeptics, at one point, she she begged me to put her on the table across from the bed, to which I obliged. But as I tossed her bare ass down on the glass top, my shaving bag went flying off onto the floor, which was no deterrent. Until my electric razor wouldn't stop buzzing like an annoying cell phone ringer.
At one point, we were cuddle up beneath the covers probably about 2 AM at this point. Both fully naked, including no condom on. Now, gentle-brothers, I would not be the fool to ruin this chemistry by attempting some BBFS like an unrefined hooligan needing castration for the betterment of society. But, as we intertwined, skin to skin, the *Peak of My Male Curiosity* arose vigorously. And little by little, Dee inched her warm flesh atop the mountain of flesh that I am. There she did Not intersect but rather met as parallel partners, sliding and grinding. Always in control, she did not penetrate methough I was now fully dominated by her wiles. So She lunged down up my own neck, like the long waiting tigress she is. She sucked deep on my own nipples, returning all my favors, while masterfully working her lower body on my "tipping point."
"What do you want?" Dee asked.
"Do you ever like it in your Ass?" I inquired, emboldened.
She paused. Her only objection, "I'm suppose to ask for extra."
"But I do like it. Can I go to the bathroom first?" Always, the gentlewoman this minx.
Some brother's share blood. But we brethren share something different here. So I ask you to wait for this last conclusion of the last hours of my night in Moscow.
Hope for peace in Russia. It is a country of beautiful people.
Invasion of Russia into Ukraine and sanctions
Hi all, I was wondering if there is any impact (expected or already visible on the ground) of the Russian invasions into Ukraine? I can think of various aspects.
1. Ukrainians wanting to stay in DXB a bit longer because they cannot or don't want to go home. Instead, make money and support others.
2. Ukrainians wanting to go back to UA or another country ASAP, to be with family / friends.
3. Russians that don't want to travel to DXB anymore, because of the sanctions on Russia (restricted flying, difficulties of leaving).
Etc.
I really think we're heading towards World War 3, as I believe sooner or later NATO will have to step in to stop the brutal bombing of civilians by Russia. I'm wondering what the views of other members are, related to mongering that is. I mean, I don't want to discuss politics here.
