Coming out of lurker mode...
It has been a while since my last post. Mainly due to my life being too busy and nothing appropriate to post. Even my real journal has been quite this last month. Now on to the good stuff:
Last weekend I attended fantasm in Atlanta. fantasm is a kink/party convention. The main reason I was going was because my girlfriend Chrissie was going to be there. Plus why would any male give up the chance to see lots of women running around in little to no clothing? I arrived around 2pm on Thursday. Despite the fact I live only an hour away and Chrissie & Melissa lives 4 hours away, they still beat me. I had problems packing and taking the kids to the sitter. The convention didn’t start until noon on Friday. However, I had offered to help setup for the kink track. Both Chrissie and Melissa are on the kink track staff. Got to the hotel, and what a piece of crap. Many of the rooms were off market due to mold, and none of the suites had working AC. Turns out the place was in the process of changing hands. The new owner took over just after the convention. So the old owner didn’t bother to put any more money into the place. However, since we did get there early; we did get one of the few good rooms. After unpacking it was off to do last minute shopping. Ran out and got some food items and found a cyber-café to get something printed. Then back to the hotel for me to get my badge. I was offered a position on staff, but turned it down. Didn’t mind helping out, but didn’t want to be tied down this weekend. Registration was a nightmare. They were making individual sticker to go on a template badge. Since I was pre-registered, I thought they would have had mine already made up; nope. Stood in line for an hour and got passed around twice. Finally got my badge and then it was back to the room. Chrissie and I then went out for dinner. Managed to avoid the bad parts of Atlanta Friday rush hour. Had a nice Italian meal, and more importantly set the ground rules for the weekend. This convention is talked about as a sex/drugs/party convention. While Chrissie has had a very colorful history, mine has been more monotone. Sex between us has never set off fireworks. Is it because she is a big woman? Is it because I have mechanical problems? My lack of experience?? Some combination of all that? Who know? So one of my desires for that weekend was to get my brains fucked out by my ‘dream’ girl. Who is this; she is a 18 - 22 year old, with blonde &/or red hair, about 5’5”, ~120lbs, with firm C cup breast. Why do you ask, because I need to know if my lack of excitement in sex with Chrissie is because of me or her. Surprising she was ok with this. Her only request is that if I do meet my dream girl, not to take her back to our room. My only rules for her, no fucking anyone besides me, blowjobs are ok as long as I don’t know about them and both of us agreed on kissing on the mouth. Got back to the hotel and helped set up the kink track rooms. Then it was time for the pre-con parties and bands. Never saw any of the bands. The first one got a late start and that pushed everything else behind schedule. So con-time started early. There were many small parties scattered around the hotel. Most were ok. We met up with Beth and Shelli (friends of Chrissie and Melissa). Did the party scene. Hit the main party for a while. Being the more stable half of the relationship, I called it a night around 2am. Melissa had a panel at noon the next day, so she came back to the room a little later. Chrissie came back to drop off Melissa and then headed back out. Not sure when she finally got in, but when I work up she was there next to me.
Next morning I woke Chrissie up with kisses and caresses. The one part of sex I do like is the touching. So while Melissa was in the shower I started to play with Chrissie. The thrill of getting caught just made things better. I even went as far as eating her out, which is unusual for me. All the women I have ever given oral sex to have always caused almost a gag reflex in me. At first I thought it was just the fact that I can’t stand a woman’s juices. Lately I have learned the taste of women can change due to what they eat. In any case this time I was able to eat her out. Why I’m not sure? Maybe all that liquor she had the previous night made her taste palatable. Maybe she was still drunk so that she wasn’t getting wet. In any case just as I was getting started, Melissa came out of the bathroom. Chrissie quickly covered up and pull me to the side. As Melissa got ready for her panel, Chrissie and I got ready for the workshop. We arrived early and got a good spot. By the time the class started, there were about 10 couples. The ladies went first. Since we were going to be doing genital massage, we were given lube instead of oil. While lube may be fine for the genitals, oil would have been better for the rest of the body. I’m one of those people that learn best by seeing and then repeating. For most of the lessons I was able to follow along. Our instructor did go a little fast. So between that and the fact I couldn’t see how see was doing the genital massage, means I didn’t really get that part of the lesson. Maybe next year, if the workshop is offered I can learn that part. Then it was the guys’ turn. Many of the techniques are the same for both sexes. Didn’t get much out of the genital massage. Think that was more a problem on my end than what Chrissie was doing. After the class it was back to the room to clean up. We went our separate ways from there. After looking what was going on, I found the best thing was watching the DS9 marathon on SpikeTV (how lame is that, at a sex convention I end up watching TV). Later that night hooked up with Amy, Ash, Matt, and the rest of the gang. Did the party scene, wasn’t that impressed. We all called it quits around 3am.
Next day Chrissie and Melissa were attending a panel where Melissa was the demo. The fact that some people can get turn on by hitting each other I found a little weird, but to each their own. As for me it was off the nude figure drawing. Now I can’t draw to save my life. Security was being really strict about who they let in the room. Didn’t want any gawkers. I knew about this before the con. So I went out and bought a cheap drawing pad and some drawing pencils. Was good enough to pass security. The people to my sides were really good artist. I tried to look like I wasn’t just here to ogle naked women. Although if anyone looked at my attempts, they would notice that they were not very good and I only tried to draw the female models. After the class most people stayed around to show their work to the big shot artist who was running this. I just slipped out the door quickly. Would have liked to have gone to some of the panel, but my parents were in town and wanted to do dinner. So I left to meet them. Did some creative talking trying to explain why I was in town. Couldn’t come right out and tell them I was at a sex & kink convention. Think my parents bought my lines, but don’t think my brother did. However, with all the secrets I have helped him keep from the parents. I knew he wasn’t going to say anything. Getting back to the hotel was fun. People had started parking wherever they liked. Which in some cases meant blocking in cars. Did finally manage to get a space. However, I had to scrape up my van to get in. if the car next to me had stayed in his lines I wouldn’t have scraped him. Tonight was the night for all the big events. Unfortunately for me I had promised to help set up the kink track play party. Which meant that I ended up missing all the good events. Went back to the room and got cleaned up for tonight. Chrissie was a DM for the first part of the party so I stayed there for a while. Then I started to do the party scene. When Chrissie was done we hooked up with the gang from the previous night. All except Amy who had found a random guy to bang. This was supposed to be the night of the BIG party battles. Turns out only two parties registered. Both were ok, but lacking AC in the rooms made them into saunas. At one point Chrissie stopped to get a drink. Matt and I waited on her, while the rest of the gang just left. We ended up losing Matt as we exited. I wanted to go back and check out the play party some more, but Chrissie wanted to find Melissa. I know she is her good friend, but she is an adult. I guess with her being so much younger than Chrissie activates that mothering instinct. After much searching we all meet up back at our room. Amy had gotten done with the random dick and had joined back up with us. Also turned out that Melissa had offered to let one of the gang spend the night with her as he had been sleeping on the floor of Amy’s et al room. This was one place you didn’t want to touch the floor anymore than you had to. Melissa had checked her voice mail and learned that her stepfather had broken his leg. She used my cell phone to call home. Turns out she hadn’t told her family she was coming to Atlanta. So instead of changing her lie or modifying it; she just kept to the same story. We decided that the best thing to do was just keep partying as there was nothing we could do about Melissa’s problem (that was a mistake). After doing the party scene again and not finding anything going on we ended up on one of the balconies. (Note for readers, the gang we had been hanging with were all friends of Chrissie’s). We all got to talk about what to do next. Not being the party animals as the rest of the gang, my suggestion got shot done as lame. This eventually led to a fight between Chrissie and me. Nothing serious, just one of the standard fights couples gets into. However, given the fact that we are so different from each other, this has been a long distance relationship and Chrissie has plenty of problems already. I tend to let to many things slide by and fester. Well, tonight was one of the nights where everything breaks loose. So this fight was a little more intense than normal. My main issue was I was getting tired of her always choosing her friends before me. Her main issue was she was scared I was going to leave her because she has so many problems. Not sure if we really solved anything that night, but that wasn’t the place to do it anyway. Got back to the room to find Melissa packing. She decided to go home right now. I found this a little irrational as she was planning on going home in ~8 hours and besides she came in Chrissie’s car. What did she expect Chrissie to do drop everything and take her home? Apparently so, and what surprised me was Chrissie didn’t object. If Chrissie and I didn’t just have a fight over this, it would have been funny. Melissa was going to screw over four people, just so she could keep up her lie to her family. She was going to screw over Chrissie by forcing her to choose between a friend and her boyfriend. She was screw over me by forcing me to decide if I was going to make Chrissie choose between us. She was screwing over the guy she had promised to let stay the night with us. Finally she was screw over Chrissie’s roommate by making us wake her so Chrissie could get into the house. Once again I bit my tongue. After the fight Chrissie and I just had, I knew if I made an issue her things would get very ugly. Mostly I was mad at Melissa, for acting like a spoiled little brat. I was also a little mad at Chrissie. Apparently it didn’t bother her that she was leaving her boyfriend at a place where he knew almost no one and didn’t really fit in. Once they were gone, I had a dilemma. I couldn’t leave as I had promised to give a friend a ride home tomorrow. I wasn’t going to screw him over just because some screwed me over. Also I had promised to help break down the kink party tomorrow. However, my main issue was had did this affect the rules Chrissie and I had decided upon. Were they still in place? Did she leave to give me a chance to fulfill my fantasy? Even though the parties were dead this year. This was still the high point for women to be drunk and influenceable. All I had to do was just make an effort. Since I wasn’t sure I decided to play it safe and boring. Did manage to find the machine party. Was even deader than the rest, but had spurts of life. Actually ended up having a good time and not breaking any rules. Got back to the room at 5am. Although sleeping alone really sucked.
Next day got up early and loaded the van. As this was the big exit day, knew that one elevator was going to be busy and might not make it much longer. After getting the van loaded, went to go help break down. Turns out a REAL church was having a service in one of our main room. The con staff had to work hard to get our stuff out. Stupid hotel management scheduling two things for the same room. To make matters worst, the two events were not even close to combatable. Eventually got upstairs to break down. Learned some interesting stories about Chrissie’s past. That is what she gets for leaving me alone with her friends. Attended to con-in-review panel. Not much I didn’t already know. Yes, the cops busted a couple for having sex by the pool. Apparently the hotel was considered public property as it was viewable from the street and a couple of the rooms had long term gust staying there that were not members of our convention. That our Internet access was made possible from the fact that a couple of the staff members are hackers and the business across the street didn’t have a secure wireless network. Picked up my friend and headed home. Was starting to feel the effects of con-crap (minor illness due to having so many people in one place, germs are bound to get spread around). Was one of the lucky ones, as many people came down with serious illness due to the poor condition of the hotel. Got home and was glad my babies were staying an extra day at the sitters. As I was in no shape to take care of anything.
Overall not a bad weekend. Will go next year, but this time Chrissie and I get our own room.
Last weekend I attended fantasm in Atlanta. fantasm is a kink/party convention. The main reason I was going was because my girlfriend Chrissie was going to be there. Plus why would any male give up the chance to see lots of women running around in little to no clothing? I arrived around 2pm on Thursday. Despite the fact I live only an hour away and Chrissie & Melissa lives 4 hours away, they still beat me. I had problems packing and taking the kids to the sitter. The convention didn’t start until noon on Friday. However, I had offered to help setup for the kink track. Both Chrissie and Melissa are on the kink track staff. Got to the hotel, and what a piece of crap. Many of the rooms were off market due to mold, and none of the suites had working AC. Turns out the place was in the process of changing hands. The new owner took over just after the convention. So the old owner didn’t bother to put any more money into the place. However, since we did get there early; we did get one of the few good rooms. After unpacking it was off to do last minute shopping. Ran out and got some food items and found a cyber-café to get something printed. Then back to the hotel for me to get my badge. I was offered a position on staff, but turned it down. Didn’t mind helping out, but didn’t want to be tied down this weekend. Registration was a nightmare. They were making individual sticker to go on a template badge. Since I was pre-registered, I thought they would have had mine already made up; nope. Stood in line for an hour and got passed around twice. Finally got my badge and then it was back to the room. Chrissie and I then went out for dinner. Managed to avoid the bad parts of Atlanta Friday rush hour. Had a nice Italian meal, and more importantly set the ground rules for the weekend. This convention is talked about as a sex/drugs/party convention. While Chrissie has had a very colorful history, mine has been more monotone. Sex between us has never set off fireworks. Is it because she is a big woman? Is it because I have mechanical problems? My lack of experience?? Some combination of all that? Who know? So one of my desires for that weekend was to get my brains fucked out by my ‘dream’ girl. Who is this; she is a 18 - 22 year old, with blonde &/or red hair, about 5’5”, ~120lbs, with firm C cup breast. Why do you ask, because I need to know if my lack of excitement in sex with Chrissie is because of me or her. Surprising she was ok with this. Her only request is that if I do meet my dream girl, not to take her back to our room. My only rules for her, no fucking anyone besides me, blowjobs are ok as long as I don’t know about them and both of us agreed on kissing on the mouth. Got back to the hotel and helped set up the kink track rooms. Then it was time for the pre-con parties and bands. Never saw any of the bands. The first one got a late start and that pushed everything else behind schedule. So con-time started early. There were many small parties scattered around the hotel. Most were ok. We met up with Beth and Shelli (friends of Chrissie and Melissa). Did the party scene. Hit the main party for a while. Being the more stable half of the relationship, I called it a night around 2am. Melissa had a panel at noon the next day, so she came back to the room a little later. Chrissie came back to drop off Melissa and then headed back out. Not sure when she finally got in, but when I work up she was there next to me.
Next morning I woke Chrissie up with kisses and caresses. The one part of sex I do like is the touching. So while Melissa was in the shower I started to play with Chrissie. The thrill of getting caught just made things better. I even went as far as eating her out, which is unusual for me. All the women I have ever given oral sex to have always caused almost a gag reflex in me. At first I thought it was just the fact that I can’t stand a woman’s juices. Lately I have learned the taste of women can change due to what they eat. In any case this time I was able to eat her out. Why I’m not sure? Maybe all that liquor she had the previous night made her taste palatable. Maybe she was still drunk so that she wasn’t getting wet. In any case just as I was getting started, Melissa came out of the bathroom. Chrissie quickly covered up and pull me to the side. As Melissa got ready for her panel, Chrissie and I got ready for the workshop. We arrived early and got a good spot. By the time the class started, there were about 10 couples. The ladies went first. Since we were going to be doing genital massage, we were given lube instead of oil. While lube may be fine for the genitals, oil would have been better for the rest of the body. I’m one of those people that learn best by seeing and then repeating. For most of the lessons I was able to follow along. Our instructor did go a little fast. So between that and the fact I couldn’t see how see was doing the genital massage, means I didn’t really get that part of the lesson. Maybe next year, if the workshop is offered I can learn that part. Then it was the guys’ turn. Many of the techniques are the same for both sexes. Didn’t get much out of the genital massage. Think that was more a problem on my end than what Chrissie was doing. After the class it was back to the room to clean up. We went our separate ways from there. After looking what was going on, I found the best thing was watching the DS9 marathon on SpikeTV (how lame is that, at a sex convention I end up watching TV). Later that night hooked up with Amy, Ash, Matt, and the rest of the gang. Did the party scene, wasn’t that impressed. We all called it quits around 3am.
Next day Chrissie and Melissa were attending a panel where Melissa was the demo. The fact that some people can get turn on by hitting each other I found a little weird, but to each their own. As for me it was off the nude figure drawing. Now I can’t draw to save my life. Security was being really strict about who they let in the room. Didn’t want any gawkers. I knew about this before the con. So I went out and bought a cheap drawing pad and some drawing pencils. Was good enough to pass security. The people to my sides were really good artist. I tried to look like I wasn’t just here to ogle naked women. Although if anyone looked at my attempts, they would notice that they were not very good and I only tried to draw the female models. After the class most people stayed around to show their work to the big shot artist who was running this. I just slipped out the door quickly. Would have liked to have gone to some of the panel, but my parents were in town and wanted to do dinner. So I left to meet them. Did some creative talking trying to explain why I was in town. Couldn’t come right out and tell them I was at a sex & kink convention. Think my parents bought my lines, but don’t think my brother did. However, with all the secrets I have helped him keep from the parents. I knew he wasn’t going to say anything. Getting back to the hotel was fun. People had started parking wherever they liked. Which in some cases meant blocking in cars. Did finally manage to get a space. However, I had to scrape up my van to get in. if the car next to me had stayed in his lines I wouldn’t have scraped him. Tonight was the night for all the big events. Unfortunately for me I had promised to help set up the kink track play party. Which meant that I ended up missing all the good events. Went back to the room and got cleaned up for tonight. Chrissie was a DM for the first part of the party so I stayed there for a while. Then I started to do the party scene. When Chrissie was done we hooked up with the gang from the previous night. All except Amy who had found a random guy to bang. This was supposed to be the night of the BIG party battles. Turns out only two parties registered. Both were ok, but lacking AC in the rooms made them into saunas. At one point Chrissie stopped to get a drink. Matt and I waited on her, while the rest of the gang just left. We ended up losing Matt as we exited. I wanted to go back and check out the play party some more, but Chrissie wanted to find Melissa. I know she is her good friend, but she is an adult. I guess with her being so much younger than Chrissie activates that mothering instinct. After much searching we all meet up back at our room. Amy had gotten done with the random dick and had joined back up with us. Also turned out that Melissa had offered to let one of the gang spend the night with her as he had been sleeping on the floor of Amy’s et al room. This was one place you didn’t want to touch the floor anymore than you had to. Melissa had checked her voice mail and learned that her stepfather had broken his leg. She used my cell phone to call home. Turns out she hadn’t told her family she was coming to Atlanta. So instead of changing her lie or modifying it; she just kept to the same story. We decided that the best thing to do was just keep partying as there was nothing we could do about Melissa’s problem (that was a mistake). After doing the party scene again and not finding anything going on we ended up on one of the balconies. (Note for readers, the gang we had been hanging with were all friends of Chrissie’s). We all got to talk about what to do next. Not being the party animals as the rest of the gang, my suggestion got shot done as lame. This eventually led to a fight between Chrissie and me. Nothing serious, just one of the standard fights couples gets into. However, given the fact that we are so different from each other, this has been a long distance relationship and Chrissie has plenty of problems already. I tend to let to many things slide by and fester. Well, tonight was one of the nights where everything breaks loose. So this fight was a little more intense than normal. My main issue was I was getting tired of her always choosing her friends before me. Her main issue was she was scared I was going to leave her because she has so many problems. Not sure if we really solved anything that night, but that wasn’t the place to do it anyway. Got back to the room to find Melissa packing. She decided to go home right now. I found this a little irrational as she was planning on going home in ~8 hours and besides she came in Chrissie’s car. What did she expect Chrissie to do drop everything and take her home? Apparently so, and what surprised me was Chrissie didn’t object. If Chrissie and I didn’t just have a fight over this, it would have been funny. Melissa was going to screw over four people, just so she could keep up her lie to her family. She was going to screw over Chrissie by forcing her to choose between a friend and her boyfriend. She was screw over me by forcing me to decide if I was going to make Chrissie choose between us. She was screwing over the guy she had promised to let stay the night with us. Finally she was screw over Chrissie’s roommate by making us wake her so Chrissie could get into the house. Once again I bit my tongue. After the fight Chrissie and I just had, I knew if I made an issue her things would get very ugly. Mostly I was mad at Melissa, for acting like a spoiled little brat. I was also a little mad at Chrissie. Apparently it didn’t bother her that she was leaving her boyfriend at a place where he knew almost no one and didn’t really fit in. Once they were gone, I had a dilemma. I couldn’t leave as I had promised to give a friend a ride home tomorrow. I wasn’t going to screw him over just because some screwed me over. Also I had promised to help break down the kink party tomorrow. However, my main issue was had did this affect the rules Chrissie and I had decided upon. Were they still in place? Did she leave to give me a chance to fulfill my fantasy? Even though the parties were dead this year. This was still the high point for women to be drunk and influenceable. All I had to do was just make an effort. Since I wasn’t sure I decided to play it safe and boring. Did manage to find the machine party. Was even deader than the rest, but had spurts of life. Actually ended up having a good time and not breaking any rules. Got back to the room at 5am. Although sleeping alone really sucked.
Next day got up early and loaded the van. As this was the big exit day, knew that one elevator was going to be busy and might not make it much longer. After getting the van loaded, went to go help break down. Turns out a REAL church was having a service in one of our main room. The con staff had to work hard to get our stuff out. Stupid hotel management scheduling two things for the same room. To make matters worst, the two events were not even close to combatable. Eventually got upstairs to break down. Learned some interesting stories about Chrissie’s past. That is what she gets for leaving me alone with her friends. Attended to con-in-review panel. Not much I didn’t already know. Yes, the cops busted a couple for having sex by the pool. Apparently the hotel was considered public property as it was viewable from the street and a couple of the rooms had long term gust staying there that were not members of our convention. That our Internet access was made possible from the fact that a couple of the staff members are hackers and the business across the street didn’t have a secure wireless network. Picked up my friend and headed home. Was starting to feel the effects of con-crap (minor illness due to having so many people in one place, germs are bound to get spread around). Was one of the lucky ones, as many people came down with serious illness due to the poor condition of the hotel. Got home and was glad my babies were staying an extra day at the sitters. As I was in no shape to take care of anything.
Overall not a bad weekend. Will go next year, but this time Chrissie and I get our own room.