Note: I regret that
the following post is devoid of illuminating culture details, which would add distinctive
clarity to the individual discussed in the subsequent post. The revealing
minutiae are excluded to protect and respect identities. Further, particular
details of the unfortunate event described below are omitted in order to not reopen
hurtful wounds. I focus on the life affirming and positive and defer from much
discussion of the negative aspects of this incident. And thus we begin…
I met Fabio at a beach outing with Ron and Nora after the
last Gang Bang. On this occasion,
I was had a few extra hours away from home so I did not have to race home first
thing in the morning. I had heard
so much about how nice it could be to spend time with Lifestyle friends outside
of the Club scene. It was a
beautiful sunny day – not too hot - and the perfect day to lounge on the
beach. Ron and Nora took me to
their preferred clothing optional beach.
It was my first experience at a nude beach - Ron and Nora have been
around for so many of my “firsts” over the last eight months! When we arrived at the beach, I was
only momentarily hesitant to disrobe and then realized that was an utterly
ridiculous feeling given the extent to which I had shared my body over the last
few months and how much of that was in a exceptionally exhibitionist fashion.
I was only at the beach for about an hour and a half or so before
I had to head back home to relieve the babysitter. After a quick beach picnic,
Ron took my hand and led me down the beach so I could get a feel for the place.
It was a nice walk and ended with an introduction to a man named Fabio, whom
Ron had known for years in the Lifestyle and to whom he had introduced several
women who had became subsequent play partners of Fabio’s.
Fabio was without a doubt one of the most beautiful men that
I have ever had the pleasure to witness in the buff – or otherwise for that
matter. Granted I only saw his
backside, but WOW was he striking!
His bronzed, muscular body and tantalizingly firm buttocks glistened in
the sun while he lay on his stomach soaking up the radiant sun. His dark hair cascaded down his
shoulders and his piercing blue eyes seemingly looked directly into the depths
of my obvious animalistic desire, almost caressing me as we talked. He was a stunning creature by any
measure. I am rarely that
enthralled by the physical aspects of a man but here I was decidedly yearning for
the opportunity to touch and feel this magnificent human specimen. Phenomenally
superficial of me? Perhaps, but you only live once and I had never had my hands
on a man as sinfully delectable as Fabio.
Ron, Fabio and I chatted briefly. But verbal intercourse was merely a ruse to establish a profound
concupiscent connection. As Ron
and I walked away from Fabio, I knew that should our paths cross again we
would, no doubt, immerse ourselves in breathtaking licentious sex. Our mutual carnal desire was
unmistakable and without a doubt perceptible to those observing our exchange.
Ron escorted me back off the island to my car while Nora
decided to remain on the beach and soak up the warm, glorious sunrays. As we started back to Ron and Nora’s
car I looked over and saw Fabio deliberately watching me with an intense
penetrating stare as I walked off the beach with Ron. It was crystal clear that
we were both fantastically keen to experience the alluring physical pleasures
that a sexual union would produce.
Jump forward two weeks.
Nick had arranged for me to meet up with Ron and Nora in a
nearby town and drive to a club for a two-night extravaganza at my favorite
adult social club. The plan was
that I would spend Friday night at the club on my own, and that Nick would join
me for Saturday evening. It was an
incredibly generous arrangement.
Nick was extraordinarily thoughtful to arrange it.
We first saw Fabio as we drove on to the grounds of the club
and an elated lascivious smile emerged from my lips. Despite his nonchalance, Fabio’s mesmerizing gaze beguiled
me, his eyes undressed me in a flash and his ardor was unmistakable in the
sensual twinkle in his eyes. – all that while still sitting in the passenger’s
seat of Ron and Nora’s SUV! My
anticipation of the possible expanded exponentially and I knew that this night
would a wickedly sensually indulgent night. My anticipation for what was to come soared.
Fabio and I encountered each other again up near the
sleeping rooms where we chatted a bit.
I was walking with Nora, who knew that I was wickedly lustful for Fabio,
when we stopped to chat with Fabio.
It turned out that Fabio is involved in a medical field that I was in
acute need of a mere few months earlier.
So we had a bit of something in common – even if from an awkward
vantage. Through out the evening, I observed Fabio sitting alone at times and
chatting with people at other times. Fabio and I were discretely observing each
other, intermittently gauging opportunity and determining our next moves….a
game in which I seldom engage.
Fabio was clearly used to being pursued by women. He was not inclined to make the first
move and at this point in the evening, neither was I. I wanted to spend some quality fucking time with Ron.
Needless to say there was phenomenal sex to be had and that,
as usual, Ron and I were quick to get our hands in each other’s pants once we
arrived at the club. And
predictably, wonderful blissfully orgasmic sex ensued. Once again after dinner Ron and I headed
up to the play area for another breathtaking round of sex. After a terrific, earth moving fuck
with stellar orgasms in the froggie chair, Ron and I took a breather and came
back downstairs from the play space looking for Nora and wondering if we could
find someone to make our threesome into a foursome. My wantonness was in full bloom and I was ready to keep
fucking and bask in orgasm after orgasm for hours to come.
At the same moment, Ron and I saw Fabio standing across the
room unattended, free and simply oozing with sexuality, sensuality and desirability. Ron suggested we talk with Fabio to see
if we could get him to join the three of us. But, I had other less inclusive plans. I smiled seductively, walked directly
up to Fabio, and gazed intently into his eyes, which resulted in a powerful
visual exchange of desire that burgeoned and flourished as the moments
passed. I rapidly felt the intense
pull of our mutual longing on my inner
primal being. I felt my
breath shorten, heat began to expand in my groin and a crowded field of small
delicate butterflies fluttered madly inside my abdomen. Fabio locked his eyes on mine with such
intensity that I was sure he could see into my soul. His powerful energy was focused directly onto me with such force
that it was palpable, almost overwhelmingly so. Our energies were dancing around each other with startling
vitality with frenzied intentions while a convergence of potent, oddly
spiritual, power connected us together is such a way that I dared not draw
away.
Ron recognized the sexual potentiality developing between
Fabio and myself, and upon my urging quickly retreated to find Nora. I did not see Ron or Nora again until
hours later. Fabio and I were
alone in a vibrant, intimate cocoon of our own making. I was completely unaware of our
surroundings as we began touching and kissing cautiously and then
passionately. Our chemical
cocktail was potent and we were lost in the confluence of our swirling sexual
energy. After what seemed like an
eternity and yet only a blink of the eye, we resolved to head upstairs to merge
our libertine desires in what would no doubt be a copulatory event of epic
proportions – if only I had had any idea...
We parted briefly while I went into the sleeping area to
change from my somewhat modest long sleeved dress into sexy black lace lingerie. Somehow we met up again and yet lost
track of each other near the downstairs locker room. When Fabio appeared to disappear, I planted myself on the
large bed in front of the continuous loop porn screen and wondered about what
was to come. Having a moment to
step apart was disconcerting because the bewitching prelude with Fabio had
taken me aback. It made me
alternatingly thrilled in anticipation about what was to come and somewhat wary
– in hindsight, a feeling that I should have heeded. I had never felt that level of energy transfer before with
anyone and did not understand its intensity. I felt raw and exposed in an
unfamiliar way. But, given the incredible sexual intensity of our exchanges so
far, I knew that I wanted to experience all that he could offer and share with
me.
Fabio selected a lower bed with “good energy” in the sultry
red section of the upstairs play area.
The bed had privacy curtains which when drawn rendered the interior
black with darkness. Only the occasional stream of light peeking in through the
curtains provided any illumination in our libidinous sanctuary.
Fabio and I rapidly succumbed into a whirl of sexual abandon. Our lips met and passionate kissing
merged into a nearly unbroken connection as we urgently explored each other’s
bodies. His hands roamed hungrily
over my exquisitely desirous body.
My hands greedily traversed his strong, muscular back, shoulders and
arms. A vitality and sexual prowess radiated from his luscious skin and sent my
desire soaring. Fabio’s intensity had me spellbound and ravenous for a union of
our mutual wanton desires.
Our sexual energy was swirling, twirling, and entwined. His fingers inside my cunt skillfully brought
me to a series of gentle rolling orgasms leaving me wanting more and more. I was enraptured. When Fabio entered me it felt like a
spiritual merging of our energy, an energetic lustful bending of spirits. It
was an entirely unfamiliar overwhelmingly intense sensation. Far more than a blissfully orgasmic
fuck, it was an exchange of energy, a momentary touching of souls. Time stopped leaving me in a vacuous
abyss of sheer ecstasy; I had no valid sense for the sexual merging other than
its incredible intensity, its phenomenal depth of reach. Orgasmically delicious and utterly
drenched in undulating passion, our encounter was one of the most extraordinary
sexual encounters I have ever experienced. It was simply unprecedented.
Everything was perfect until I realized that he had
blatantly disregarded my expressed wishes and did not wear a condom. This was the one hard limit that Nick
and I had established. The
realization was devastating because I knew that Nick would not deal well with
the news. And I knew that I had to
tell him as soon as possible.
Facts:
* Fabio and I discussed the requisite use of a
condom for penetration as the one hard boundary set between Nick and myself for
non-monogamous sexual play. Fabio
emphatically responded, “Yes, of course!” His voice expressing concern,
understanding and genuine agreement.
*Our carnal sanctuary was virtually black with
the occasional streams of light serving to obscure vision rather than enhance
vision.
* I mistakenly trusted Fabio to honor his word and
was woefully deceived.
* Upon distressfully asking Fabio why he choose to
not honor my wishes, he responded in a low husky voice and said, “Because, that
is not what I do.”
When I left Fabio, I showered vigorously trying to remove
the residue of deceit, went to the sleeping room and sat on the edge of the
sleeping mats trying to understand what just happened. I was dreadfully troubled
and exceedingly perplexed about the course of events. Ron and Nora were already
down for the night, but Ron saw me enter and came to talk with me. We ended up sitting in the hot tub
talking through what happened to try and help me work through it in my mind.
Ron reinforced that I needed to be completely honest and tell Nick as soon as
possible.
Just before turning in, I saw Fabio preparing to depart the
club for the night. I approached
him and again inquired about why he choose not respect my clear requirement for
condom usage. He was
emphatic and demonstrative in his presentation. He said that he “did not
understand” and he was “sorry.” He
asked over and over again if I “was ok.”
He took my hand and placed it on his heart and said, “this is hurting me
here,” as if my actions could possibly be causing him pain – as he had made the
purposefully choice to deceive me. Fabio’s response served to confound me
further. I informed Fabio that I
would have to explain to my husband what happened and that Nick would not be
happy. And that projection turned out to be a considerable understatement.
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