june bloom
Game nights all start the same, but each quickly becomes its own. So true of our May game night.
Eight pairs met in a Hancock Park living room. Drinks were drunk, snacks consumed, rules explained and by 10:30, we all settled down by the fire for our first round of parlour games.
We started easy with our simple dice game, breaking the ice and learning about each other: proclivities, experiences (including a fantastic retelling of a couple’s first experience with another couple), finding boundaries worth pushing and seeing an illustrated and acted out guide to one woman’s most long-term desired path to orgasm, involving no fewer than three partners in very different positions. (Yes, it happened later that night.)
After dice, we moved on to bottles — our game “Spin Me” and that’s when the clothes started coming off.
(Please forgive the quality of these photos, with only candle light and a 1st gen iPhone in attendance, it’s really the best we could do.)
It’s funny how retalitory people get when they start taking of their clothes.
First it’s a shoe, then a shirt. Before you know it, pants are sliding down via teeth and a woman’s first kiss from another woman turns into a lick from thigh to nether-regions to breast to neck and back down again.
A man’s story of his first bisexual threesome was quickly met by calls to “prove it!” and the business end of an extremely well-endowed cock.
A little dirty dancing transitioned seamlessly into topless yoga, which led to an utterly amazing demonstration of some tantric sex techniques that left everyone in the room quite breathless. And energized.
A blindfold came out and before anyone knew it a woman and man were separately charged with guessing the identity of each and everyone player in attendance using only their tongues.
All this before barely an hour had passed. The second game had not even finished.
The evening concluded around 2 am or so and left an indelible impression on all.
The woman fresh from a crushing break-up rediscovered a new sense of achievement and play — a full body massage from four sexy women and men, yes, complete with a happy ending, will do that to you.
The self-described “jaded swingers” made new friends and positive connections, recharging their own sense of discovery.
And the still-discombobulated new parents, struggling with their new, baby-ed world, were congratulated by the group for even making it out at all that night. How, exactly, they were congratulated remains top-secret, only to say it involved absolutely darkness, a certified massage therapist, 14 mouths and one very funny, expertly timed joke. They have already written in inquiring about our next game night.
If you’re in the Bay Area, please do get in touch about our upcoming game night on Friday, June 12 in San Francisco’s Mission District. We have some delighfully libertine hosts who are having us up and are making room for a few extra players.
In Los Angeles, we’re looking at early July or mid- to late-August for our next game night, probably in Echo Park or Silverlake. We’ll send word out through the email list as soon as things start firming up.
Until then, we hope your summer starts blossoming soon too.
xoxo,
apg