Sexuality Happens

I was in Colorado for slightly more than 24 hours before I had people taking their clothing off, grabbing my breasts, and having deep conversations (while naked) about their own personal definitions of “what is sex.”

I know — welcome to my world.

After sleeping…a lot, I went over to re-kindle my friendship with the lovely Sasha Sappho. We had some catch up chatting, and then went to a delicious Mexican restaurant (really, did you expect anything else from me?) for veggie tamales, veggie fajitas, and delicious Mojitos. She’s really an amazing person (I’ve know her for 14 years, on and off), and I was so glad to get back in touch with her.

We decided to kill some time at a local sex store (again, did you really expect anything else?). I used to take people there all the time in college, for their first vibrator, their first stroker, to collect books, to play in the sex swing, etc.

Firstly, they had this BEAUTIFUL flogger. Red and black (like everything else in my life), perfectly weighted. Sasha let me try it out on her, and it felt perfect. If only I had $150.00 to put towards it. One day…

We also found this crop, which totally matched my dress!

I filled out an application to work at the store. It’s always been a well lit place, staffed with knowledgable people…and now they carry Vixen, Tantus and Lelo, in addition to the more mainstream stuff, so I feel like I’d do ok working there (I even had a conversation with one of the staff about the difference between regular Vixen and Vixskin…and felt smart). On the way out, I wound up buying a pair of clover clamps (as inspired by K.W.), and Sasha and I tried a variety of the flavored lubes, oils, cremes, lotions, etc (resulting in disgusted faces, and the quote of the night: “Mind your viscosity!”).

After that, we headed over to the house of a mutual friend for naked hot tubbing and saunaing. I’ve finally found myself a partner in crime! It was originally bra/underwear hot tubbing, but then I pointed out I didn’t want to bleach my bra, so I’d better take it off, and she offered to remove hers in solidarity. Then we both thought it would be a good idea to get completely naked. And to discuss the amazingness of the floating properties of breasts. Quote of this part of the night: “I think I’d rather be back lit than front lit.” Much funnier at the time.

Sauna-ing was fun, like being back in Germany, doing it nude (the only proper way to do it!). She lay there, on the bottom wooden bench, on her back, eyes closed. Gorgeous. It reminded me slightly of the fan picture I have from college (it’s been here on HNT, if you remember it). I turned to get a better look at her.

“You’re stunning, and I am objectifying you from above, if that’s ok.”

She opened her eyes and looked up at me. “Yep, that’s fine.”

“Ok, just wanted to let you know, and make sure it was ok, so you knew what I was thinking.”

She reminds me of me a little, when I was a sophomore or junior in college, trying to figure out my body image issues, sexuality things, etc. But not enough of myself that I wouldn’t fuck her, if given the chance.

I like our friendship. It’s one of the ones that we might not talk to each other for a while, but then we strike it up again, and it’s just as good. We can talk about anything (albeit, mostly things to do with sexuality), and joke about things, and have that semblance of sexual tension, but it doesn’t affect things.

One of the guys that was there called me a man hater. That really upset me, as I am NOT in fact, a man hater. I plan to write about it later. He also endeavored to give me the reasons why I am queer. The fact that I’m attracted to female bodied people, and like fucking cunts apparently didn’t enter the picture. I’m wondering if he thinks he can turn me straight…which, for the record, is really quite non-feasible :)

I dropped her off back at her place around 4:30am, and we decided that it’s going to be a marvelous summer…until she’s heads to her study abroad in Spain in the beginning of August. She’s also coming to Thunder in the Mountains with me, which is quite exciting!

So yes, my presence induces people to take off their clothes, feel hot (if you read her blog), and talk about sex. But we already knew that, didn’t we?

Now, if only I could get a job, an apartment, and a life :)

-Essin’ Em