Play parties and kink clubs can be quite amazing when you attend with the right people. I met Lucy on Tinder, we messaged back and forth, met up in person and clicked really well, had a few play sessions together, and she was really intrigued by my experiences at the Citadel here in San Francisco and wanted to attend one of the upcoming events.
I’m 34, 6’2″, average/stocky build at the time, white/Italian, darker blond hair, blue eyes, and also happen to be fully blind. Lucy was 35, 5’2″, Filipina, very athletic, smooth skin, long, thick, and curly dark hair, smaller breasts with fun and pronounced nipples.
Tryst is a party held at the Citadel which acts as a kinky dating/mingling event. People show up, there are ice breaker games, and everyone can make full use of the dungeon and other spaces to play with dates they’ve brought along or with the people they’ve met during the mingling. Lucy came with me to this party where I planned to show her how kink and BDSM clubs work in person and explore our mutual rope kink if she was interested in playing in front of others.
After checking in to the event, the sign-in table had attendants helping with making signs to be worn around our necks. The signs had our Fetlife names or any other names you’d like to use at the event, a little blurb about what you were seeking, and a variety of beads were available to thread along the string holding the sign in place. The beads signified more of what you were identifying as and who you were seeking. Bisexual male-presenting non-monogamous bottom seeking a non-binary top? There were beads for that. Monogamous cis-gendered female seeking a Dom for impact play? Beads for that as well. My beads signified me as a straight non-monogamous switch male, and Lucy had heteroflexible cis-female beads along with non-monogamous and sub identifiers.
Lucy changed into a see-through slip and kept her panties on while I stayed in my black slacks and a nice button-down shirt. We made our way into the Rec area to get some food and water and scope out the other people attending the party. Lucy grabbed ice breaker papers for both of us, and while we were mainly there to play together, we were also both interested in potentially finding others to play with, either as a couple or individually. She told me what was on the paper so I had some sense of the ice breaker questions, then left to go mingle with the others. I stood and listened to the conversations around me, eventually got approached by a few different people and had some interesting conversations about accessibility and kink events, and eventually Lucy came back after having talked to a few others but not really making any interesting connections. Play had started up in the dungeon by that point, so we decided to make our way over to check it out.
The play space at the Citadel is pretty large, with all manner of BDSM equipment for everyone to use. We sat in chairs along one of the main entry hallways to the dungeon and Lucy started describing all she saw to me, her voice a mix of awe and arousal.
A man close to us stripped naked and had a House Top wrap him in rope then suspend him from a suspension rig. People of various sexes were tied to St. Andrew’s Crosses and spanking benches being flogged, slapped, tickled, and otherwise having a fun time with various methods of restraint and impact play. Couples were 69ing and having sex on two beds right in front of us. A variety of costumes and people in various states of undress or just naked paraded around to whatever space was available for their scenes. Dungeon monitors moved through the space ensuring the safety of all attendees and making sure all the rules were being followed. After taking it all in, Lucy nudged me and I asked if she was ready for some play. She heartily agreed.
I had a party bag filled with items useful for the situation: plenty of hemp rope, EMT shears for safety, condoms, cleaning wipes, a towel, lube, and a really fun nipple enlarger pump that I owned and Lucy wanted to play with. She and I moved through the space trying to find an area for play. We settled on a medical exam table that was open near the edge of the dungeon. It had a vinyl semi-soft top, an angled head/shoulder rest, and leg stirrups, though we didn’t end up making use of those.
I had Lucy hop up on the table while I got my bag situated. We decided to play with my rope. I stood next to the table and helped her out of her slip. I caressed her body, found her nipples to be fully erect and tugged lightly on them as we made out. My fingers pinched and stroked them outward while my other hand stroked Lucy’s toned back and plated through her thick hair.
I decided to start with a futomomo, a style of rope tie where you make a single-column tie around the ankle, bend the knee and wrap the rope in a spiral around the thigh and shin up to the bent knee, then continue with ladder wrap ties down one side of the leg and up the other. The result is a pretty looking tie that keeps the leg bent and spread. The rest of the rope I had left over from that I brought behind her back. Lucy put her wrists behind her back as she sat with one leg tied and the other free for the moment. Her breathing was getting heavier as she experienced her first bit of restraint play as I tied the rope around her wrists.
I took another length of rope and started another single-column tie around her free ankle, then wrapped the rope around her calf, moving up her leg in a spiral, then completed an additional knot above her knee. This was more for her to feel different methods of rope play on each leg, then I took the rest of the rope and pulled it behind her, making her spread her legs a little wider as I fastened it around her wrists. Lucy was now fully restrained and at my mercy on the table.
I kissed her and felt her body, exploring her breasts and her tight stomach, teasing up and down her thighs, lightly grazing her panties. In hindsight, having not removed her panties before we started was a bit of a mistake, but I made do by playing with her outside of the fabric. Lucy was absolutely soaked, and she produced very thick and creamy juice when fully turned on. I felt it seeping through the cotton, then slipped her panties aside and exposed her lips for the first time to anyone who wanted to watch us in the dungeon. Play was still happening all around us, but we were engrossed in each other for the moment.
My fingers explored her tight lips, the little bit of pubic hair on her mound, teasing around her clit, then spreading my middle finger and ring finger and rubbing them up and down her labia, spreading her apart. My pinky and index fingers took over spreading her lips while my middle and ring fingers went to work grazing her inner folds, spreading her amazing wetness all around before I slipped them inside of her. Lucy was moaning now, writhing and bucking on the table, my other hand steadying her by holding around her shoulders, tugging her hair back ever so often to give me access to her mouth for long kissing sessions as my fingers worked inside of her.
Lucy loved the way she tasted as did I, so I withdrew my fingers from her which were absolutely coated with her cream, then rubbed them around her lips and she started sucking them clean, getting my fingers deep in her mouth to make sure she got all of herself off of me. I kept fucking her with my fingers, then pulling them out and feeding her with her cum. I started sucking on her nipples as I worked her G-spot, and she orgasmed, her cream gushing out around my hand and onto the table.
I grabbed Lucy’s hips and turned her around to face me as I knelt at the side of the table, putting my face directly in line with her pussy. I used one hand to pull her panties aside while holding onto her hip with the other, then my mouth went to work, my tongue lapping up her cream with slow repeated strokes up her lips, diving deeper and deeper between them with each lick. I pursed my lips around her engorged clit and sucked, riding her hips as she bucked in pleasure. I reached around her and undid the tie at her wrists, and she used her free hands to steady herself so she didn’t fall off the table as she came.
We were syncing really well with our play. As I ate her out, she moved her hand under her leg and in one motion I stretched her panties over so she could hold them open for me, then I plunged my fingers deep inside her as my tongue flicked over her clit. She came over my face, spread open by the rope, surrounded by all other manner of play.
I gave her a little rest as I cleaned up, then we decided to play with my nipple pump. With Lucy still sitting spread on the table, I handed her the nipple cups and had her place them over her nipples, then I started squeezing the hand pump. Air was sucked out of the cups and her nipples expanded to fill in the space. I pumped quickly and released the hand slowly to draw out the expansion, and she loved watching them grow with each squeeze. Eventually it got too intense and I stopped pumping but left the cups connected, then as she got used to the pressure, she would ask for more pumping. I obliged, and we kept this up for a little while. During one of her rest periods, she started explaining all the play happening around us, more rope, more flogging, people being whipped right next to us, cries of pleasure and happy pain surrounding us. Eventually I let the pump disengage and took the cups off her now fully pumped nipples. They had grown considerably and had doubled in length and size, plus they were extra-sensitive, about the size of the end of a pinky finger past the knuckle near the tip. I popped each in my mouth and sucked, flicking them with my tongue, rubbing up and down the length of them. She moaned and bucked again, and my fingers found their way back inside her as I sucked her breasts. I now had Lucy cradled in one arm, my fingers working inside her with the other, and I’d bring her thick cream to her nipples ever so often, coating them and then sucking them clean. I went back to taking turns feeding Lucy her juice and sucking my fingers clean until she orgasmed a few more times. Lucy finally had to tap out, so we got about to cleaning up the table for someone else to use. She had made a puddle all over the table which was extremely hot. I undid all the ropes, helped her to her feet on shaky legs, then she grabbed the cleaners and paper towels that were nearby and set to work cleaning her pleasure off the vinyl as I packed up.
She and I headed to the restroom so she could clean herself up a bit more, then we went to a quiet aftercare area to snuggle on a couch and talk about what we did. There were couches and a small group of people populating them in quiet conversation when we sat down in the room, taking up our own couch next to them. Lucy wanted to return the favor and thank me for the experience, so she knelt on the couch, undid my belt and helped pull my pants and underwear down, and took me in her mouth. The people around us never stopped their conversation, though I cannot remember what they were talking about since I was focused entirely on how amazing Lucy’s oral skills were. The thought that she was just happily going down on me in front of a group of people was amazing, and naturally I didn’t mind being exposed or being pleasured in front of them either. My hand rested lightly on the back of her head, playing with her hair while her mouth worked up and down my shadt, her tiny hands wrapped around me and following her lips up and down as she sucked me off. I took advantage of her position and started rubbing and playing with her ass, eventually pushing her panties to the side and shoving my fingers back inside her. She moaned around my cock in delight, and I started matching my thrusts into her with the speed at which she was moving up and down on me. Her hips rocked back into my hand, she popped me out of her mouth and started sucking each of my balls in turn while she continued to stroke me with her hands, then engulfed me again, determined to get me off.
Her soft lips and hands brought me to the edge and over and I exploded in her mouth. I had quite a lot built up after having been riled up for so many hours of play so there was quite a lot for her to take. Lucy wasn’t a fan of swallowing, but kept all of my cum in her mouth, then got up to get a tissue to spit it out and clean herself up. I laid back against the couch, utterly elated at the events of the night, and Lucy snuggled against me in a post-orgasmic bliss.
Eventually I cleaned up myself, we packed up and got our things, then left the party, a night well spent. Can’t wait to take another date to a Citadel party!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cnxxv0/introducing_a_tinder_date_to_tryst_at_the_citadel