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Hotel Sex, Public Sex....

Now as most of you, my loyal readers know, I have a lot of encounters in hotels.... I have almost encyclopedic knowledge of some the best hotels in this country and also of some the best to do you know what.... I have enjoyed excellent (room) service in Las Vegas, Miami, San Francisco, Chicago amongst a host of cities... but till lately, while I had done the IR nasty in a few NYC hotels - it hadn't been anything special.

Till lately that is. .

A few months ago I met a very nice, very hot - hot wife from the tri-state area at a bbc sex party. She was a petite blonde, tight body, MILF (in her 40s) with 36dds and a killer personality. Basically she had a porn-star body, with a cool girl mind.

Needless to say we hit it off. Her husband is a class act as well; a successful, older businessman who enjoys watching his wife indulge herself when they get the time.

Who am I to say no to helping such fine people be happy.

Especially given that I aim to please hotwives whenever and wherever I find them.

As a result - given how well we've hit it off, I have had a few assignations with said hotwife in various hotels all over the city.

And I must say, it sounds like a best hit's list:

The Penthouse at the Benjamin - check
The Hudson Hotel - check

But what I am most proud of, was last weekend - we engaged in that most New York of activities; public sex at the Standard Hotel in the Meatpacking.

So if around 11pm, you were in the meatpacking - maybe in your slinky black dress and heels or in your best hipster casual, on your way to Tenjune or Provocateur and you happened to look up and engage in the following conversation:

"Is that a bird, a plane"

"No it looks like a blonde pornstar being fucked from behind in that hotel room by that very handsome, athletic young black man"

"Wow, she looks like she's really enjoying it"

"I especially like how she's bent over on the ottoman parallel to the window"

That was us for several hours that night - we did it a few times right next to the window and while I'd love to say I was looking to see people's reactions - I actually did stay very focused on the "task at hand" if you will.

For those who saw: Thanks for watching; this was one I really wanted to cross off my bucket list!

Outstanding Dick Riding...

Take some notes ladies... this is what being fit does for you:

Outstanding work.

Meet and Greet/Meet and Fuck...

So I had a meet and greet (with a hotwife couple off of AFF) earlier this week. Unfortunately it did not work out like I had planned but I ended up thinking about my experiences with meet and greets... and with meet and fucks...

First, let me explain my terminology:

A meet and greet - in my experience is as the name implies, a chance for a couple to check out another couple or single person, much like a first date, it is a way to see if there are any compatibility issues and can sometimes be over a period as short as 15 minutes to as long as several "dates".

A meet and fuck - which is where I have had the majority of my experience is when a couple or a single lady meet with the intention of sex at the meet. The difference is really one of style because for a meet and fuck, phone calls, text messaging and email takes the place of the date as a way to ascertain (and build) chemistry.

The couple in question for my meet and greet was definitely in the latter school. They did not consider themselves swingers and they liked to "let things evolve".

God bless them. However, my personality - as type A as it is, does not bond well with such couples... and I think that it probably shows. The couples and swingers - like Ms. Alex that I have had great relationships and phenomenal encounters with know exactly what we're there for.

For me Swinging and NSA encounters really are all about the great sex... not the pursuit, not the build up but the sweaty, raunchy action itself.

Fortunately the world is a large place and there are plenty of guys willing to hang around the hoop and play out the "seduction" scenario... and if that is your fantasy, I am definitely not knocking it. However, I have the most success coming in as the stud - I am there to sexually satisfy, add a level of spice and physicality that you might not get, I am present for the great sex... and while I enjoy the chit-chat and get to know you stuff... unless you are one of my old swinging friends... it is all about what we do - on the bed, on the floor, in the shower... etc.

Needless to say, my style and theirs did not gel and after a perfectly polite drink, I excused myself and headed out.

Rejection always stings, whatever the reason but we learn to know ourselves better; because it is a reminder that one cannot be all things to all people - no matter how hard you try.

25 Things about the 646hedonist....

So everyone on Facebook is doing these.... I figured I'd spice things up by doing one for this blog... with some truths, thoughts, goals... etc. Feedback is always appreciated.


1) I have always been a horny bastard and I honestly do not believe that will ever change. I'll be 90 and still scheming for sex in my nursing home.

2) I lost my virginity at 17 to a 20 year old who I would sneak into the house while my parents were at work. Unfortunately, she was not into giving head but the rest of that first experience was pretty damn good.

3) I have a tremendous amount of stamina, I can go for hours. Sometimes it's a blessing, other times a curse. I think it comes from all the years of high school masturbation but I can't really be sure.

4) As someone in the IR/BBC lifestyle, I get a little insecure about penis size. At 7.5 inches I am not the biggest boy in the class, but I do like to think I am always among the most competent.

5) It still stings when dealing with a size queen though - because there is absolutely nothing you can do about changing the size of your dick.

6) Whoever or whatever corporation that comes up with a safe, viable method for increasing penis size a la breast implants will have written themselves a check for generations. They will MINT money hand over fist.

7) I have always been attracted to women who looked different from me - as a young kid I had respective crushes on: south asian and white girls in kindergarten, the princess in the "never ending story" and winnie from "the wonder years".

8) When I need to get sex, sometimes looks as an absolute value have fallen by the wayside.

9) Sometimes I think women do not really understand how horny men get and how frustrating the market for straight men is... I think the fact that they are offered dick every waking minute and they fact that they do not deal with rejection in the same way means we are speaking two very different languages.

10) If the Sex is not great, there will be no relationship. Unfortunately though, the corollary is not true.

11) As a young man, I never understood why some men got into watching their wives or significant others with other men. As I get older, I understand it more and more.

12) I would be less insulted by a suggestion to open a relationship than I would by infidelity.

13) I will always respect a non-manipulative hotwife over a supposedly great but lying, cheating wife.

14) I would be open to allowing a pressure valve release via swinging or casual play if I was in a long term relationship and yes.... including a MFM or allowing her a pass to play with a certain person or people.

15) Right now I am not looking for love, but it would be nice to find one day.

16) I still have a massive wedge on my shoulder from high school and it informs why I have very little patience for some women and the games that they play.

17) If I like you, I want to fuck you. The reverse is not necessarily true.

18) I love to suck on breasts.... real/fake it does not matter. What matters is that the woman enjoys the sensation/feeling.

19) I am always nervous before a sexual encounter, because there is always the possibility it could go bad.

20) While I might be nervous about performance and how I measure up, I am never nervous or insecure about my body. I spend a lot of time working on it and it shows. I measure up to anyone on that count anyday of the week.

21) I am going to stop counting when I get to triple digits.

22) There is a difference between having sex, making love, and fucking.

23) With someone you care about, the line gets blurred because you can do all 3 in the same session.

24) Some of the best times I have had at Parties/orgies are the moments right before the sex, when you see people you're played with and talked to, you chat, you get to know new people and just relax.

25) A woman's orgasm is a very complex thing.... the only thing I can say for sure is that the look on her face at that moment is one that is never duplicated anywhere else. NOTHING else generates that look.... and the fact that I was able to, at that point in time, is a high that I never quite get tired of.

The Gradual Wind Down of the Summer of Sex...

So, my dear readers, my summer of sex is winding down..... The past few weeks since my last update have been a little crazy.... there was a weekend night with a young black cock slut in boston, several house parties in the east coast/tri state area and a massive orgy/gangbang in the midwest where I fucked every single hotwife in appearance.....

I still have one last big trip planned.... I will end up in Sin City at the end of the month and I am going to make sure that I do some swinging/partying in Vegas. I have been going to Vegas for years but I have never gotten to taste the city's IR scene. I hope to change that on this next trip.

However as much fun as this summer has been, we all know good things always come to an end. Career, Education and professional life will again take a much larger role in my life going forward and I will not have as much time to devote to my carnal pursuits. It has been a blast and I want to thank everyone who I have played with, chatted with and who has read my blog so far. I appreciate you taking the time and while my playing will be slowing down, it is by no means done.

As you know by now, I am all about the bottom line. So without further ado, I present to you, in true NY Mag fashion, the tally at this point in the 646hedonist's summer of sex.....

4 orgies, 1 massive midwest gangbang/orgy, multiple instances of sex with former pornstar, dozens of jokes being cracked about black nerds, hundreds of miles logged on the ground and in the air in pursuit of sex, dozens if not hundreds of cum shots, 25 pictures of oral sex being performed on me by said black cockslut, multiple referrals from hotwives and one referral by a boyfriend and at least 19 new sex partners in the past few weeks of this particular odyssey.


And hopefully there's a little bit more left in the tank.....

My first time

So I am definitely an exhibitionist… (in some ways at least) and I think I am going to keep this going in as discreet yet literary a fashion as possible…. Let me know what you the readers think… even though, I am sure there will be some horrible comments and brain dead comments along the way. I will deal with those as they occur.

With all that said, I am now about to take you back, way back… to when it all began.

It was summer in the Midwest in the early 2000s. I was amusing myself with a 4.0 GPA in summer school, drinking during the days, working at night, barely making it to class and dating/sexing my fellow coeds when I could (and when they agreed).

It was a great summer by any measure.

Then I discovered the world of Yahoo! Clubs as they were called at the time. And of course, I found my way to the sordid, fascinating, underbelly of IR swinging.

This was a fascinating world that seemed to offer up the idea of sex without all the bullshit social kabuki (and this was in college!)

[I would later learn that post-college, social kabuki would become an even more onerous, highly choreographed, low probability, high bullshit dance]

Like anything else in my life, I dove in. Balls to the wall, I tried to learn as much about this new subculture as I could… while also seeing if I expend some of my boundless sexual energy in this new direction.

One thing about sexual fantasies… For most people they are just that: crazy ideas and scenarios to get off to. They are not goals or achievable ideas. And this, in my view is why there are so many flakes in the NSA/Swinging game.

Some people confronted by the very idea of their fantasy becoming reality; back off in sheer horror and cowardice.

Others embrace it.

I was determined to see what this new world was about. And that was how, at age 19, I was introduced to the world of IR swinging.

****

They were a fairly average couple. E., hubby was a machinist. M, the wife was a sweet looking school teacher by day. She had dark hair, massive breasts and a great ass, a curvy milf in a very good way. E., on the other hand, was your Midwest everyman. A little quiet at times, firm handshake, old school glasses, loved to chat about college football.

M, was sweet and personable. She loved teaching and her students and had that sweet Midwest attitude all the way through. She was a walking example of the lady in the streets and the animal tigress in the sheets.

We spoke on Yahoo! Messenger a few times and arranged a meet at a local hotel.

The day of, I was nervous but also very excited.

“Fuck it” I told myself when I thought about backing out, “nothing venture, nothing gained”.

I showed up at their hotel room as planned.

M. was already in her dressing gown.

Loose enough to show me exactly what I was going to be getting later on. Her décolletage had the young animal in me ready to go.

I was dressed in my best impersonation of American Eagle hip. Dark, rumpled shirt, khakis, chuck tailors. At 155lbs and dark complexioned, a nickname like skinny black would not have been out of the question.

Then I got surprised with a strange request….

“Would you mind taking a shower first?” asked E. quietly.

I was puzzled, but the half naked woman lounging on the bed compelled me. I was about to get some in a good way and a shower was a very small price to pay for that.

I hopped in the shower and got the job done military style – 3 minutes of quick efficiency. Fuck my usual 15 – 20 minutes heated mini steam room fiestas; I had a good reason to get into that towel quickly.

I walked out of the shower to a sight I will never forget.

M. was in the middle of the room, stark naked and on her knees with a look of glazed lust in her eyes.

Now as a young man I had seen that look before. Sometimes it took several beers or a really wild party at some frat house for me to get to that point with some of my fellow coeds; over time I would come to recognize it in my future girlfriend’s eyes.

But that day was when I learned to respect and maybe fear, a little, the power of female sexuality.

I needed no prompting. I walked up, took off my towel and stood right in her face.

She did the rest.

Damn! I had heard MILFs were good at certain things but this was something else!

She was moaning, whispering dirty words, telling me to fuck her mouth and how I was making her so wet.

E. was in the corner, moaning encouragement and taking pics. Surprisingly as a first timer, neither bothered me.

I wasn’t sure about why some White men liked seeing their women fucked by black guys… but I took and still take a very utilitarian view of IR swinging… it gets me the freaky, uninhibited sex I and these couples need. And at the end of the encounter, everyone goes back to their lives with no commitments, just hot, freaky memories (and sometimes pictures and video evidence ;-)

We got on the bed… and then proceeded to fuck every which way for the next 2 hours.

After our last round; I lay back catching a 5 minute break (My 19 year old self was determined to milk this for all it was worth, lord knew where my next fix was coming from!) as M. lay beside me, stroking me almost absent mindedly.

It was a scene in our orgiastic theater of the absurd; the salt of the earth Midwestern couple and the adventurous black city boy.

Then M. turned around, looked my 19 year old self dead in the eye and uttered that hitherto unheard question:

“Do you want to fuck me in the ass?"


*****

I would play with M. and E. for the next 2 years on and off till we lost contact.

Unfortunately despite all the fun we had, theirs is a cautionary tale as M. became more and more enamored of her interracial romps and less interested in being E.’s wife.

Last I heard they got divorced and she continued on her BBC riding ways.

Oh well, it was fun, for both of them, at the time.

Fin.