OK!! Since inquiring minds want to know my night last night ..

OK!! Since inquiring minds want to know my night last night and can't wait for the blog entry to come out, I'll give the Cliff Note version.

1. I was standing in line at the bar, when I met a college professor from Italy named Cesare'. We struck up a conversation. He has a girlfriend that did not attend the party with him and they were swingers. She gave him full permission to go "have fun" that night. His friend who works in the sex toy line invited him to the party. Long story short, we wound up making out, then going to the backseat of my car for some crazy BJ, fingering, type stuff. We did not fuck because I changed purses and didn't have any condoms on me. He came all over my chest. Good thing I always have napkins in my car.
Like a trashy slut, I stumbled back into the party with my romper almost on backwards.

2. After stumbling back into the party, I struck up a conversation with Fed, from South Africa. Fed was not in the adult industry, but his muscles and chiseled physique made everyone think that he was, or at least a gay porn performer. Nope he traveled around the world running many businesses. Fed and I were flirting heavily, and making small talk before kissing on a couch at the party. I invited him back to my place, which I apologized for not being neat because I did not anticipate guests. We started right away with kissing and before I knew it, he pretty much pinned me down and made me his bitch. The rest of the night was filled with hardcore "who's your daddy" fucking, which consisted of him grabbing the back of my head and forcing his huge cock down my throat to the point where I puked all over myself and my futon. He was smacking my ass SO HARD, that I anticipated hand shaped welts on my ass the next day. Sometimes you stop and ask yourself, "Should I tell him to lighten up? Or just hurry up and make him come so he can get the fuck out?" I went for the latter. I'm sure my neighbors heard every hard ass slap through my thin walls. It got to the point where pleasure suddenly became pain. Some people can be into it, I was not. After he left, I was in pain and exhausted which lasted all through today. It was an experience to say the least. Because both guys were not of the industry and had real jobs, neither would let me film them. So that was my AVN house party experience!!!