Author: SexPositiveLea

Lea Gone Wild [F][M][Group]

There’s something infinitely sexy about spontaneity, unexpected events and about diving deep into forbidden adventures. When I’m taken on this ride, there’s no way back. I’ve never thought that exhibistionistic pleasures would bring me such excitement. I love exploring the unknown taboo sides of sexuality, but most of the times I did it privately, locked out from the world of external gazes. Did I want to explore the risk of being exposed? Yes, sure, for the experience of it; I didn’t realize that posing in front of the camera fully naked with the top view of the whole city on the background would bring me an adrenaline and… arousal.

As I was pressing my ass against the edge of the fence, legs apart exposing my full nudity to The Big Apple, all I could think of was that anyone could come in at any moment and spot it, all I could desire was sex. I noticed that spark of excitement at my first sex party in New York: there was something more about being tied to the cross for flogging than the pleasure of being spanked and paddled. When I opened my eyes and saw the eyes of the party on me, observing my body curve and moan with pleasure, it instantly added up to my turn on. Read more »

Will it happen, or won’t it? [f][m][f][m][group]

On Saturday we met some friends, Henry and Jill, for happy hour drinks at an unexpectedly fun bar and restaurant that has an unusual theme; it specializes in a rarely-seen kind of food and has a drink menu to match. All food may [be ethnic food](https://tylercowensethnicdiningguide.com/index.php/general-remarks/), but is all drink ethnic drink?

Timing our rendezvous was precarious, as everyone except me had activities scheduled throughout the day. Lea and I were meeting a photographer (specifically, an arty pornographer) after. Jill was giving a seminar and Henry retrieving a book from one of their other lovers, I think. Jill arrived first and posted up at the L in the bar, then I arrived and ordered a wine-like drink. I’d first met Jill and Henry [at a party](http://www.houseofscorpio.com/), when they were new to the scene. Both drew me due to their intellectual and carnal natures. The venn diagram where those two features overlap contain many of my favorite people. Intellectuals without carnality are fine but not so good at sex parties. Sex maniacs are great but often not so good to talk to. Plus, sex maniacs who aren’t inclined [to question the nature of their reality](https://www.hbo.com/westworld) rarely find their ways to parties, or, if they do, don’t have the mental preparation necessary to indulge their desires and feel good about the indulgence after. Read more »

Lea becomes the scene [m][f][group sex]

Last night, Lea became full-fledged. It’s hard to describe the precise transition because it’s an internal, psychological one; many people go to one party, have a great experience, then decide it’s not for them. Maybe two or three parties—they go fine, even well, but the individual’s personality doesn’t match the ecstasy of the party. Those people visit New Zealand but wouldn’t necessarily want to live there. Lea is not a tourist, not anymore—she’s a native, and probably the one to go native faster than any other person I’ve met. To understand Countdown it is necessary to understand how Lea got there.

The first party I took her to, a private one, went well; at it, I put Lea on a cross for a flogging, which turned her on. Later she told me that, when she was being spanked and paddled on the cross, she felt the eyes of the party on her as well as the intense physical sensations. Before me, she’d not been properly dommed, and even now I haven’t hit her limits. At the party, I paddled her in front of the group, and when we had sex after she came “harder than she’d ever come before” thanks to the powerful sexual environment. I was spent and she wanted a girl. As if we were living in a fairy tale, another couple showed right up: Sasha and Brent, with Sasha looking for a girl and Brent… actually, I don’t know what Brent’s deal was, and now that I know more about him I perhaps know even less (this will make more sense with more context). Read more »