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ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE – Unsuspected Pnp’ers Who knew they partied? A recent series of posts on Breeding Zone, discussing whether or not your friends are aware of your partying activities got me thinking about the times I discovered someone I knew and would never have expected indulged, was instead well-acquainted with enhanced sex. For 16 years, I've managed to keep my party life from interfering with my two careers or other "normal world" day-to-day activities. Some periods I attend pnp parties once or twice a week, some periods a few times a month, sometimes only once a month. In answer to your question, CERTAIN friends know I party (certainly my husband knows I do, though he does not - our open sexual relationship for the past 27+ years and our opposite work schedules mean I do so only during those times he is working which he is cool with). Only one of my straight friends knows I party, and select gay/bi friends. Usually those are friends I've either met "in the scene" who have crossed over into being actual real-world friends that one could rely on, rather than just pnp-buds (who are fine too, so long as one realizes the limitations and true parameters of that kind of interaction). However, every once in a while I'm surprised to discover someone I never expected is a partier, and I always get a kick out of hooking up in a situation like that. When my husband and I lived in Hell’s Kitchen in the 90s, directly across the air-shaft that sank through the center of our apartment building lived two guys who like us were musical theater performers – these guys were both hot and ripped African-American dancers (my hubby and I are Anglo – and like them I had a muscled dancer bod). It got to the point where we would all do 3 ways and 4 ways together… the catch being that either one or both of them would come to our place, or I would go to theirs by climbing across the airshaft 4 stories up! (My hubby, an opera singer, could not do the same). To be fair, the ventilation shaft was shaped like a hexagon <=> and we crawled across where in the angle where the two windows met. Like us, one of them was really kinky and the other pretty vanilla so no enhancements were ever included. They eventually moved out to LA to do music videos. Then, a few years later, after I had started to pnp a bit more, I bumped into Craig, the kinky one, at a buddy’s afternoon chemparty and finally got to play with him in a supercharged way – we did so several times during the time he was back in New York for a show – it was great to finally fuck that beautiful hot ass bareback and get fucked by his fat black cock the same way, along with some major hole play between us. There was a hot but conservative couple I knew that for years were very vocally anti-party - we'd played together, but it took longer for me to get to their place then the un-enhanced sex would actually take, and so I didn't go out often. Then one day out of the blue they had a total switch and my numerous sessions with them since have been very hoT - I've written about them in my true experiences blog on this site. The same for an actor/director I knew only professionally - we'd starred in two productions together and he'd directed me in a third... what a Christmas Present it was when this guy - a married guy with kids who had a TV series in the 80s and is in a ton of movies we've all seen - got me alone at a rehearsal for "A Christmas Carol" and told me he was bisexual and a 'mutual friend' had assured him that I could mentor him in the T-fueled gay sex scene which I gladly said I would... this was made even more ironic in that I was playing Bob Crachit and he was playing Ebenezer Scrooge at the time. Imagine if you will seeing Crachit and Scrooge naked, blowing clouds and booty bumping, with Crachit topping and breeding a leather restrained Scrooge and giving him chem piss... yeah we played that up in our first sex session (even used the British accents...). One of our other first sessions took place in his house one evening, in his office/library room while his soon-to-be ex-wife was out – we swapped pipe hits while fucking on his desk and blowing clouds on the family pics on his desk. When they separated, he took an apartment in Upper Manhattan and we pnp’d there frequently. Another surprise was recent and very, very welcome. During the '90s when I lived in Hell's Kitchen, there were a number of regularly scheduled sex parties in NYC. There was one I attended very frequently where the guys running it would not charge me the entrance fee if I would come early and get the sex started (having no inhibitions). One of the event runners, Bill, was one of the hottest guys I'd ever had sex with and we'd frequently save our last encounter of the night for each other when we'd flip-fuck, both of us having spent the rest of evening topping others. While I would do some bottoming on some nights, he never did at all, except for me and one other guy and only at the end of the party, because the other guys in management didn't want his big cock and butch leather reputation to be sullied among the other customers/guests - apparently, they felt, correctly it seems, that the possibility of being fucked by him brought lots of guys back week after week. Bill and I also very naughtily broke the “always use a condom” pledge that was part of the event rules somewhat frequently… however, it was usually so late that there’d be no one to notice who ever would have complained or reported it, and hell, he was one of the event runners! Anyway, these parties were very much NOT chem-friendly so how would I know he was into it? After 12 years without seeing each other, he read one of my "real experience" blogs on Tumblr, and as he said "I knew immediately that had to be you!" and sent a message. Funny, he was afraid I wouldn't remember, or that I'd not be interested - WRONG!! I nearly fell out of my chair trying to respond immediately - it's nice to know that someone you think was one of the most amazing sex partners EVER thinks the same of you! The first time I saw him after those 12 years, I met him in midtown to introduce him to my candyman. After sitting around with a few other guys and blowing clouds with them, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other – and since nothing was going to be happening where we were for at least a few more hours – we found a nearby hotel room, raced over there, got naked, loaded up our pipes and dove all over each other. We both ate hole for what seemed like hours, since we’re both addicted to rimming and we each do it VERY well. It was a very hot, unexpected surprise (we hadn’t planned on playing until the following week) and though it was only a couple of hours, it was just so much fun to really LET GO with this kindred spirit. Just this past weekend, I introduced him to a hot versatile couple I play with sometimes in the Bronx, and it was the first time I saw him slammed (he’s done so very infrequently)… it was amazing to watch him truly relax and just have FUN while the four of us flip fucked and enjoyed each other all around. So we've now partied together - one on one, which is unusual for me - several times now and the sessions have been awesome. We also relate on a number of other levels including having husbands with physical disabilities, and its great to have someone to talk about that with as well - its been double bonus time for both of us!

My Playroom—August, 2023 I think we both knew it had to happen. It was just up to him for when. My prolific commentor, GaryM, finally took the big step to say he wanted to come to the playroom. From all our banter in the comment section, I knew we liked the same things, so of course I said ‘yes!’ We settled on a day and time in the middle of the last full week of the month. GaryM arrived on time—and was slightly nervous. He is around my age, with a slender build and a beard that I couldn’t wait to feel on my ass. I think he double checked his cleanout after the long car ride and then I took him downstairs… I lean against the fuck bench. He is sitting on the bed. “I think you should get me hard.” He kneels on the padded exercise mat below the bench. He makes a sound in the back of his throat that is all about desire. He does a deep intake of breath, his nose deep it the fabric of the jock pouch. He is definitely someone who appreciates the work I’ve done on making this jock ripe. He exhales slowly and begins to lick it. His tongue is active and determined. The pouch is pulled back and he licks the head of my erecting cock. He groans as he gets some precum. He swallows me to root and back again. I don’t have to ask him to include my balls. He’s read countless times how I love them licked and not sucked. He leaves them wet and slick, going back to my cock shaft once again. I let him get his fill—but I am eager to get my tongue into him. “Let’s use the bench,” I suggest. GaryM gets up on it. I adjust him slightly, so his leaking dick is not mashed on the upper part, but hanging off it. I get some of his precum on my fingers and smear it on his pucker. It’s a hole that has seen a fair amount of play—and a responsive one. The moment I lick it, GaryM groans and his hole opens a fraction. I poke in and begin a seriously long rimjob. He groans and mutters to himself. I grease my cock as I continue to lick and suck and spit into him. I need to do it. I want my cock up that ass. I stand up, the head slapping at his open hole. I push—and I’m in. I pause. GaryM groans—and I slide all the way in. My pubes grind against him. I’m deep. His ass squeezes down on me. I wait until it releases my dick before I begin to fuck. GaryM is now moaning. His eyes find the mirror that sits on the side wall, tilted so he can see me fucking him. He is fascinated and can’t look away. I pull my cock out of his ass. He begs for it, even as I am already walking towards his mouth. He cleans me—every inch of my cock and balls. I go back up him with just the spit he’s left behind on my cock. He groans, louder this time. I am repeatedly hitting his prostate. The next time I pull out, I let him clean me again, but I also spend time tonguing his well fucked hole. It’s delicious. I understand now why he wouldn’t let my assflavored cock out of his mouth. We switch to the sling. GaryM loves the new view in the mirror above him. Again, I eat his ass for longer than usual. I finally rear up and fuck him. Slow and purposefully, building to a chain rattling fast tempo with my hips slapping hard into his upturned ass. I pause. I eat his ass. It’s incredibly juicy now. I fuck him again. This time when I pull out, I bring it around to the top of the sling. He cranes around and takes as much of my proffered penis as he can in this awkward position. He groans, feeling supremely slutty. I go back and fuck him one more time. “I think we need to let me in the sling so you can lick my ass.” He’s been waiting. I get am out—and I get in, pulling the straps of the jock up so they are out of the way of my hole. He kneels. He licks my balls first…and then slowly works his way down. He groans as his tongue hits my much tighter pucker. He tells me I taste good. I am sure that the vigorous fucking we’ve done has given my hole a hot sheen of sweat. I take a hit of poppers and let his tongue and lips go to work on me… * We do another round of fucking in the sling. I start slowly again. His hole has closed up from when he knelt to rim me. I work it open with my wet cockhead, smearing my juices all over those swollen asslips. Only then do I enter him. And fuck. Hard. With a drive to get my balls working towards orgasm. I stop, leaving him panting and wet. “It’s time for the rimseat.” I go under first. I lick his hole—which the seat stretches open for even deeper access. GaryM moans and watches the nasty porn in front of him, flexing his ass muscles occasionally. When he does, his puffy asslips push into my mouth, making me moan. Everytime he does it. Then we switch. GaryM is in another place now. Oh, he’s down there, making me feel terrific, but we are both floating—our minds only thinking of the pleasure we are giving each other. He has no intention of stopping. I finally have to stand up to rest my legs, as the seat is low for me. He begs me to sit down again. And I make him happy. I take a hit of poppers and let his tongue do anything it wants to me… But finally, I know I need to breed or I will just not be able to do it if we go much longer. We choose the sling—as I want to see his face when I let loose. I rim. I fuck. I rim. His hole is so wet with his ass juices, I only stop licking when I realize I’m going to shoot. I stand up—and fuck my dick inside of him. It explodes…blast after blast… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: It Had to Happen: Blogger meets Reader (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 16, 2023

Washington Park in PDX had definitely been on my list for fucking outdoors. I had already been fucked bareback a few years prior on one of the trails there, but the guy didn’t cum inside me. I met this guy Bobby one night at the all ages club when I was sobering up to drive back home. I was just dancing not really checking anyone out when he came up to me and started grinding his ass against my crotch. He was 6’2” at least and built like a swimmer with broad shoulders, wide lats, and a narrow waist. He was wearing a tank top and tight shorts and was hot as fuck. He ground on me for a few minutes and then turned around and kissed me. He asked me if I wanted to get out of there. I said sure and followed him outside. We chatted outside for a little bit and then he asked if we could go back to my place. I told him I didn’t feel comfortable driving just yet, and he asked if I knew a place we could go. I asked him what for and he grinned and said somewhere I can ride your cock. I suggested Washington Park, since the walk would help me sober up more. He agreed and we went up there, stopping every few blocks to make out. Everytime we did he grabbed my cock which was so hard it hurt. It was a Friday night and as we walked into the park we saw several people at the entrance and even more up at the Rose Garden. He was starting to get a little frustrated when I told him I knew a place at the soccer field. We walked over there and it was completely empty and dark. We went as far away from the road and the street lights as possible so we were well hidden in shadow. He fell on his knees and dug my cock out of my shorts. It was a warm summer night and my cock felt amazing being free in a public park. He took it in his mouth and gave me an expert blowjob. I found out he was only 18, definitely an age eager to please. After a few minutes sucking me he pulled his shorts down exposing a thin jock strap and turned away from me getting down on his hands and knees. It was fairly dark but my eyes had adjusted enough that I could see his inviting hole. I immediately dropped to my knees and pressed my face to his ass, rimming him slowly at first and then probing his hole with my tongue. He moaned in pleasure as I got his ass wet. He looked back over his shoulder and said fuck me. I pulled a condom out of my pocket as I was in my probably should wear one phase and rolled it on. I spit on my hand and rubbed it over my condom covered cock, spit on his ass a couple times, and pressed it up against his hole. His ass resisted a bit and I could feel the condom stretching as I tried to get the head past his sphincter. I pulled back and spit on my cock and his hole again before trying again, but I just couldn’t enter him. I gave one more push, felt the condom stretch as my cock breached his hole and then felt it snap. I told him the condom broke and he said just fuck me. I took off the ruined condom and threw it aside, spit on my cock again and started rubbing against his crack. This time I could feel my precum leaking out and lubing up his ass. When I put the head against his hole and pushed again, I sank right it all the way to my pubes as he moaned in pleasure. There I was on a warm summer night in the open air on a soccer field in a public park, my bare cock balls deep in a teen guy. I was in heaven. I knew I probably shouldn’t be fucking him raw as I had a close call with a std recently, but I was horny enough to not care. I felt so free as I started to slide my bare cock in and out of him. I held on to his hips as I thrust in to him, I could feel my precum leaking out into him, lubing him up even more. I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back as I drove deep into him and he cried out in pleasure, causing me to look around to make sure no one was nearby. The potential of getting caught made it more thrilling and I pounded his ass for the next few minutes. Suddenly he pulled off my dick and turned around. He pulled my T-shirt off and stripped me out of my shorts and underwear, leaving me naked except for my sneakers. He pulled just tank top and shorts off, leaving only his sneakers and jock strap. He laid down on his back on the grass, pulling me down to him, wrapping his legs around my waist, lifting his ass off the ground. I started kissing him, my tongue dueling his as I maneuvered my cock with my right hand to his hole again. I felt it connect and sank into him again. We kept kissing as I continued to jack hammer his ass with my raw dick. I felt my orgasm approaching, and I wondered if I should tell him I was about to cum. I must’ve let out a little moan because he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me hard as I felt my orgasm start and the first spurts of cum started to coat his inside. I slowed and gave a few slow thrusts as I felt the semen flood his hole. He tightened his legs around my waist and held me deep inside him. I stopped kissing him and said fuck. Bare is better isn’t it he asked. I collapsed on his chest, my hard cock still buried deep in him. I felt my dick start to soften so I pulled out of him. It was surprisingly clean, so he must’ve douched earlier. We got dressed and started walking back downtown. We went a few hundred yards down the road when he said I think I can feel your cum starting to leak out. I looked around quickly to make sure no one was around and pushed him up against a fence on the side of the road. I knelt down and pulled down his shorts and spread his cheeks. In the pale light from a street lamp I could see my cum leaking out of his hole. I licked it up and started tonguing his hole. I felt him loosing up and more of my cum poured out and I lapped it up. I stood up, pulling his shorts back up. Better? I asked. Holy fucking shit he said, that was so fucking hot. He kissed me, his tongue going deep into my mouth. We walked the rest of the way back to our cars and exchanged numbers. We met up a dozen or so more times, and I fucked a load into his bare ass each time. The next night, Saturday, I was at Scandals when I got talking to a really cute guy from out of town. He was mid-twenties like me and had a slim build, but clearly worked out. He asked about places to visit in PDX and I mentioned Washington Park, specifically the Rose Garden. I said it was great even at night. He asked if it was close by and I said it was sort of walking distance (I walk everywhere in PDX). He asked if I would take him there that night and I said sure. We finished our drinks, closed our tabs, and started walking to the park. We had a nice chat on the way up and I told him about the fruit loop and how the park was a cruising place. He asked if I ever cruised there and I said no, but I had sex there. He wanted to know about it and I told him I got fucked on a trail and told him about the previous night when I fucked Bobby on the soccer field. He said wow that’s hot, and I told him yeah, then I ate my cum out of his hole. He looked at me and said you didn’t use a condom? I said well it broke and he just said ah. I kinda freaked out a bit because of the way he said it like he was judging me, but we just kept walking. I wasn’t getting hookup vibes from him anyway, I just enjoyed talking with him. We got up to the rose garden in Washington park and he was in awe. We walked all over, there were several other people around but they were mostly in the amphitheater. It was another warm night and we made our way to one of the more secluded spots on the other side of the garden from the amphitheater. We sat down on the grass among the rose bushes on kind of an incline. He was surprised there was a decent view of the stars being in the middle of the city. It was another warm night and we were both in shorts and tees. We both laid back on the grass and were quiet for a bit. I looked over at him as he started to roll over towards me and kind of on top of me, one leg thrown over in between mine. He kissed briefly, then with more earnest and quickly adding in tongue. I was a bit taken aback because I was just kind of vibing, but I went along with it. I felt his hand go up my leg and grab onto my ass cheek. He felt the strap of my underwear and said jock strap? I told him yes and he said easy access. That’s the idea I said. His hand moved around to my crotch as my cock was quickly hardening. He reached into my jock and grabbed it. Nice he said, slowly stroking it. I started looking around to see if anyone was nearby, but couldn’t really see anything over the rose bushes. Nervous he said? Yeah, I relied, sometimes it’s busy here even at night. I stood and looked around. I could see a couple about a hundred yards away walking away from us and I felt him stand up behind me. Looks clear he said, his hands reaching around me and down my shorts grabbing my cock. He ground his crotch against me and I could feel a substantial bulge. Suddenly he lifted my shirt over my head and dropped it on the ground, and then I felt my shorts being pulled down to the ground as well. I stood there in the middle of the rose garden my skin bare to warm air except for my shoes and my jock strap. I was frozen for a moment as he rustled behind me, and then felt his hands on my ass cheeks. He spread them apart and I felt his tongue start at the top of my ass crack and slowly lick down. I looked back at him and he was naked except for his Birkenstock sandals, his clothes on the ground under his knees. His tongue connected with my hole and I threw my head back in ecstasy. My hard cock raged against my jock as I stood in the darkened rose garden where anyone could see I was at least shirtless, but there wasn’t anyone in the immediate area. His tongue worked my hole for a few minutes until I felt him stand up behind me, his cock felt substantial as it nestled in between my legs and pressed through them up against my ball sack. He slowly drew it back through my thighs and in again, slowly starting to fuck his cock using the friction from my legs. I could feel the precum leaking from it against my skin. Every couple of strokes he would pull his dick back far enough so it would drag across my hole and then thrust it up my crack so it was pressed vertically between his belly and my back. I played this game before and knew where it was headed. Every time it went across my hole I could feel it linger ever so slightly. You have a condom he asked? No I said, do you? He said no, and then said I didn’t use one yesterday when I fucked the twink on the soccer field. Yeah, but I should’ve I said. He pulled back ever so slightly and must have spit into his hand and covered his cock with it because when I felt it again it was even more wet and slimy than with just his precum. It connected with with my hole, already wet from his earlier rim job and I felt him start to press in slightly. Can I put the tip in just for a minute he asked? I had definitely played this game before, but was fucking horny and curious to see how far he would go. I looked around again to make sure now one was around. I guess so I demurred. Sweet he said, slowly pressing his cock into my rosebud. I reached back and grabbed him by the base of his dick. It felt like he had to be at least 7 inches long and pretty thick. It was definitely a handful. I relaxed and let the head of his raw cock slip past my sphincter. He held it there and kissed my neck reaching around and freeing my cock from my jock strap and slowly starting to jerk it. The warm night air felt amazing as the head of his cock stretched my hole open. I already felt close to orgasm, standing practically naked in the middle of a park with a naked guy behind me with the tip of his bare cock nestled just past my sphincter. He pushed his dick in ever so slightly and pulled back again, going just outside my sphincter and back in with just the head of his cock. He really was doing just the tip. He did that for a couple minutes, moaning gently into my neck while stroking my cock. Another couple people walked by a little distance away and I suggested we duck down a bit. Doggy, he suggested? I said sure, and with the head of his cock still in my hole we managed to get down on our knees. I dropped down on to my hands and I felt him lean forward and wrap his arms around my body. As he did his cock slid a couple inches deeper and I felt it connect with my prostate, and I let out an involuntary moan of pleasure. Shit, sorry he said, pulling his raw dick back a bit so just the tip was in. It’s okay I said. I think he took that to mean more because when he started thrusting back and forth again I could feel him going deeper and deeper. Fuck your ass feels amazing he whispered. Your cock feels amazing I said. He kept going deeper until after a minute I felt his pubes brush my ass, which meant just the tip was buried 7 inches in my ass. On his next stroke in I reached back and grabbed his lower back, stopping him as he was balls deep in me. I looked back at him and said that’s a little more than the tip. He said that he got a little carried away and asked if I wanted him to pull out. He had already worked me up to a frenzy so I said no, just go for it. He took my words to heart and started long strokes with his raw cock in my bare hole. I spit in my hand and started jerking myself off. I knew I wasn’t going to last long with this handsome stranger barebacking me in the middle of the rose garden on a beautiful warm night. I jerked myself furiously and a few minutes later as he continued to bareback me with his thick 7 inch cock I whispered that I was gonna cum. An incredible orgasm overtook me and I shot my load onto the grass below me. I moaned and fell forward on my stomach on the grass, him thrusting his cock in me as I went down. He collapsed on my back panting. You going to finish I asked him. I did he replied. You came in me? Yeah he said, you said go for it, is that not what you meant? Yeah, I guess so I said. We stayed like that for a few minutes, his cock stayed hard in me until he pulled out. He said he’d have to fuck in public more because that was so hot. I asked if it was his first time in public and he said yes. We got dressed and started walking back, passing people who didn’t know I was just bred by this hottie beside me. I walked him back to his hotel which was about a 30 minute walk. He asked if I wanted to come up because he could probably shoot another load. As soon as we got to his room we got completely naked and I pushed him back onto the bed. He pointed to the bedside table and said there’s lube and condoms there. I grabbed the lube, slicked him up, and sat down on his thick cock. 15 minutes later he fucked another load into me. I rolled off him and we both fell asleep. In the morning he woke me up by rolling me over face down and sliding his cock bareback inside me once more. He only lasted 5 minutes that time. When he pulled out my hole gaped and all 3 of his loads slid out onto the sheets.