Richmond Girls

Music vibrated off the walls and the front door hung open wide. I knew this was were I was supposed to be. Without knocking, I just walked straight in.

In front of me was thirteen gorgeous, very young, women. They turned and looked at me with a look of anticipation and curiosity all rolled into one. With a smile, I announced, "I am your special guest".

I thought they were going to tackle me --- boy was I ever popular.

Each woman was tiny, think sizes two - six. Each was perfectly outfitted in the most current fashion trends. Their make up jobs were fresh and their smiles and eyes bright.

The laughter was outrageously loud. They had the bling down just-so. A few were drinking shots, some were sucking it back from a bottle while a few others, sipped drinks.

Appetizers that were ordered in covered the tables. The penis cake was sculpted out of rice krispies.

One woman was turning 21 and for her birthday, she hired me to come to her place to teach her and her friends how to suck cock and give head. What a cool chicka. And all her pals were between the ages of nineteen and twenty-one. Boy was it ever eye opening for me. I work with all ages of people, yet not so often with such a gaggle of so young, hot diva's.

Girl energy was exploding out of the living room. There questions were coming at me fast and furious. I gave them what they wanted, plus a whole-lot-more. Doing demo's on some of the women was a sizzling experience of debauchery as well.

What did happen at this particular private function that I was hired to teach at, was something eye opening for me. I was reminded that there are different ways to teach classes, and remembering this when empowering youthful sexual explorers is critical to the education being powerful and meaningful for them.

Because let me tell you, after how this posse of girls waded so effortlessly through the cock sucking and hand job exercises, I am more than confident that we'll be seeing one another again.

In fact they have already asked to hire me again. And of course, I said yes.

Kidnapped & Tortured Vancouver

Last week it was a good friends birthday. So to honor her, another friend and I kidnapped her, hooded, in a mini van. We drove to an undisclosed location where by her mug shot was taken whilst she was cuffed and blindfolded. See above photo for proof. Then we took her to a house of torture, where she was subjected to various procedures. And finally the evening ended with us all talking about sex and relationships while laughing over Chinese food. We three are just so bad-ass!

Scheduling

Privately I seem to be in great demand right now. Change of seasons, people seem to be ready to spark the home fires again. This means, if you want to see me I suggest making contact sooner rather than later, because I am booking weeks out right now. My calendar is almost (but not quite) booked solid through the end of the year now.

Double Fisting

Curiously enough, I had a most unusual experience Saturday night at our Naughty party.

I have never before been asked by two women, to fist them both, at-the-same-time.

One was a virgin to being the fisted and the other woman had tasted the delights of this erotic skill before.

They laid naked before me, giggling with anticipation, on different massage tables, side by side. With just enough room in between them for me to stand right at their crotches.

I gloved up.

Was generous with the lubricant. And slowly started creeping my fingers around the slick folds of their sex.

Within minutes I was crawling up their hot wet love tunnels until their g-spots were right under my finger tips. I worked them over with great attention to detail.

Then the gentle momentum of finger then fist fucking two different women at the same time took over me.

I had to slow down on one, so I could go hard to push the other over the top. I did this a few times over.

People watched. We were a beautiful sight. A vision of loveliness these two creatures before me were, with legs spread wide, the smell of their hunger hung heavy in the air we breathed.

Panting. Laughing. Lubricant. Stroking. Friends. Orgasms. Possibilities. Endless. Joy. Pleasure.

Saturday Planning

If you are not already on the guest list for tonight's Naughty party there is still some time left for you to make a reservation.

The night is going to rock, there are a boat load of people coming out and we're expecting to see copious amounts of perverts at play.

Jason and I are going together and should we be able to settle everyone in quickly enough .. then maybe, just maybe, we can get some time in together.

Seeing as Jason just arrived back home last night from his trip to Kelowna I can say in all sincerity that I missed him desperately. And I am so excited that at days end tonight we'll be drifting off to sleep wrapped in each others embrace again.

Private Sex Class

My car is all gassed up. I have entered my destination into the GPS. Many penis have been sorted by size and are ready for the adventure. My teaching bag is packed with all the goodies necessary to make this event a huge smashing success. Confirmation of my arrival time has already been sent, everything is running smoothly thus far.

I am driving out to Chilliwack to teach a private class for the evening. A night of skill development; hand job and cock sucking practice is soon to happen.

Hopefully the women are ready for me and all that I bring along. They sound like a really fun and enthusiastic group, whom I am most excited to have been hired by.

In the next couple of days I hope to post the November and December calendar on-line. My schedule is jam packed .... so, if you want to be working with me, you'll want to send me an email sooner rather than later to ensure you get me on the date of your choosing. Not only do I fill up extraordinarily fast but my references also kick ass too.

Trust

One of my more affluent clients handed me a check today at the end of our coaching session. It was blank in every line, except where it had been signed.

I raised my eyebrow inquisitively, while looking at her.

With a sly smile she said "you know Jennifer, you could put anything you want on that. In fact, you could take yourself away on a very nice extended holiday".

A sigh escaped my lips as I warmed at the sentiment. It is a powerful feeling to be trusted so very deeply, not just with my clients personal issues, but also with her families bank account.

Feedback

Women keep throwing themselves at me. It's such a beautiful thing too. I'm not complaining you see. Rather, I am wondering what it is that I exude that makes me the lucky recipient of all this scrumptious girl attention?

Happy Monday!

Today I plan on hanging out at home in my robe, while wading through more of the year end mess that awaits me in my office. What a daunting task and one that I find myself struggling with as it's hard to concentrate with a toddler running around emptying everything out and banging.

And I need a new desk -- the one that is in my office is not serving me well at all. In fact, the current desk is failing me so badly, that often I can be found working on our dining room table because I loathe the current desk that much. Ideally I'd like too find a work center that is thin and tall. Quite tall, with lots of shelves and such, but not wide. A corner unit that is tall may also work as well.

Tonight is Jack & Jill so I'll have to get ready for that a little later on. A night of masturbation and sex outside of the house with my man. This is so great because sex at home, with two kids wandering around can be difficult to sneak in. And we're not so quiet either, so heading out for a night of debauchery is titillating on many levels.

3 parties in 24 hours

It was not my first time being hired by this group of young women. In fact, they have hired me a few times before and I'm seeing twice more in the next six weeks. They take much from time with me and I enjoy teaching them. Private Classes are way more intimate and when in someones home and not the Lounge, it's still an evening of debauchery. (just on a different level)

The class I was teaching was called "Bedroom Poses" which of course is a 2.5 hour long class on positions for sex play. Interactive, hilarious, educational and created by me completely. It is an awesome class that this group of lovely ladies enjoyed on many levels and one that I am confident their partners are going to go gaga over the rewards from.

The tried to hire me to stay for an additional hour last night, though sadly I was unable to. Jason was picking me up and we were heading to a second party immediately after wards. It's always flattering to be so well thought of and sought after: especially when the crowd is a large group of extremely hot women.

An hour later and I was at my second party of the night and this one had me naked and kneeling within ten minutes of being in the door. It was a private party amongst close friends. Who knew that my attempts at submitting to the red head would have so many people laughing?

Then a little later on I convinced one of the men present to let me spank him. He's rather tall and yet was still a great fit as he bent over my naked lap for our encounter. It was of course tongue in cheek, and fast went from spanking to nerf batting, to a full on hilarious, pee yourself watching, wrestling match.

We wrestled on the dungeon floor for awhile, both of us panting and slowly depleting our energy reserves. I got him in a head lock. A camera came out of nowhere and someone started taking photos for prosperity sake. We took down the cameraman and he landed on his ass -- Ouch, Oh my!

It was a girlfriends birthday celebration and this was why we were at her home and dungeon with all of our pals.

A kind man, stood next to me in the dining room, and cracked me a crab, while handing me each and every piece. There were over a dozen crabs on the table, cheeses, cakes, nibblies and morsels -- yummy goodness.

The clock struck late and we returned to our car. I drove us back to the babysitters, were we fetched our wee one before making the trek back home.

In just over 24 hours, I have ran a Sauna Party, taught a private class to a stagette and got-it-on at a private soiree.

Today its my plan to spend the day sitting at my dining room table, in my robe. I have the house to myself and a tonne of stuff to complete and paper to finish pushing after such a successful weekend.

You too can hire me to teach at your home, office, or event, after reading this. It's easy, write me for more details.

jennifer@libidoevents.com

Couples Sex Event Vancouver

I look like a drown rat and I smell like whipping cream.

I just got in from Sultry, you know, the Lounges Bath House event. It's different because it's hosted in the city and it's a highly charged sexual environment that's wet and steamy -- this makes it out of the ordinary.

There were only fifty tickets to be had to this particular event and there were only three tickets left, so the evening was brimming with opportunity.

Within five minutes of our open time, the first of the people were already naked and touching one another.

The others started to file in. Anticipation filled the air. Locker doors shut, closing in them inhibitions and clothing.

Introductions were made. Hugs were given. The flirtatious banter that accompanies such an evening was turned on to high.

The gorgeous woman who does massage, her list had eleven different people on it, it did not take long for that to happen.

Pussy licking seemed the theme in one of the steam rooms and the other steam room had people in three's and fours making out with one another.

The social room was chilled just enough to cool you down after sex or a steam which made this room a gathering place for conversations, snacks and cold drink.

I wrestled a really hot woman on the ceramic floor of a public shower --- and I'm pretty sure she won.

We played naked twister, and whipped cream get to know you and human car wash.

There was group sex, I watched it take place. A group of people took on one woman and a group of women, took on another woman sexually.

For over 3/4 of the evening, every one of the five beds was filled with moans, screams and ecstatic bliss taking place.

There were people on first dates, people on second dates, couples who'd never attended before, couples who've attended most every one we've hosted, there were single women and the age range was well proportioned.

There was something for everyone there, if you try at this event, even a little -- anything is possible.

It was more fun than I've had in awhile. The only downside was that the baby had a problem with the sitter, so Jason left minutes before the event started to return home.

Thanks to K & L for getting me and all the gear home at nights end ... it was so gracious of you both.

Destination Unknown

If I could gather some reader assistance here, I would be most grateful. You are always so good about directing me towards things, that I return again to ask for your guidance.

A quiet B&B somewhere, with internet. Or a cabin that is not remote, and with full amenities. A kitchen nook/area would be ideal.

A place that has me on the water perhaps. As far away from other guests as possible.

No more than a few hour drive to arrive at the destination. *bonus points if this magical place is within a 2 hour drive*

It's time for me to go into myself for awhile and sit and think clearly. Without distractions.

I need to recharge. Sleep. Write. Eat. Create. Nap. Masturbate. Plan. Visualize.

My fears of both success and failure have led to me towards mediocrity as of late in some things and quite frankly, I'm not ready to settle for mediocre.

So damn it, its time for me to find a place that I can slide away to in the next couple of weeks.

Please help me out here, I don't travel or stay away local ever.

You can write me with suggestions to jennifer@libidoevents.com

Thanks bunches.

Women's Sex Party

It certainly was not out-of-control, yet the mood in the air was frenzied. The energy was high and the women were on fire with desire.

This was my kind of party, from the moment the front doors of the Lounge unlocked, all the women connected together and were already busy plotting grand debauchery.

The jack hammer girl, donned a strap on, and then did another girl. It was a first time for both of them and heavens, was the enthusiasm for their sex fest just more than you can imagine. It was captivating to watch them fuck into a sweaty pile of laughing gooey happiness.

The circle jerk of women aiding one another to orgasm had me mesmerized. The two red heads were fierce, the bald woman was hot, and others proved their intensity as they worked diligently to locate pleasure and share it with the group.

There were women in a pack, all mounting, kneading and touching one another to bliss. The fingers of their hands creeping towards and into each others' warm sex, stroking with purpose, to be thoughtful.

At one point laying on a bed, surrounded by more ladies than imaginable and I close my eyes and touch myself sweetly. Startled, suddenly there is a mouth on each of my breasts and someone is dropping a warm nipple into my mouth. I crash - my orgasm washes over me as my eyes open and take in the sights and sensations on and around me.


Dirty Girls was intense this past Saturday -- and hosting it monthly again is sure making the ladies happy.

The next one is Saturday October 23rd, you in ladies?

Monster Rocker

This whole parenting thing while working full time is certainly enough to leave one exhausted. It's a good thing the rewards are so grand and the Pickle is so handsome.

His first Halloween is just around the corner -- no ruining the big surprise. You'll just have to wait and see what kind of costume we stuff him into.

1, 2, 3 ... break time

My weekend has been a whirlwind of kinky activity, three days in a row of events certainly does me in. The older I get, the more I consider how long the recovery time will be from each and every event I look to be at and whether or not I am up for the challenge

The 1950's pinup glamor party Friday night was a visual smorgasbord of delight. The caterer did an outstanding job on local organic food and the attire of everyone present was stunning.

Dirty Girls on Saturday night was outstanding, the number of women and the amount of play just blew me away. Watching women gel and create something unique together is such a joyful experience.

Today I was hired to spend the day on the island in Saanich teaching my Cock Sucking & Hand Job class to a small group of women in a gorgeous ocean front home. I left on the 11 AM ferry and returned on the 5 PM.

Tomorrow my plan is simple, I am going to relax. And perhaps enjoy a Moor mud bath seeing as I picked up a Spa Utopia bottle of this glorious product.

1950's pin up dinner party

Someone has rented the Lounge this evening for a private event and both Jason and I are invited as guests. I am excited to be at this event as I am not responsible for a damn thing.

The theme for this soiree is 1950's pinup glam. Not one to be very costume-y, I managed to pull together this little ensemble so I'd fit in.

As the event is catered, and filled with a guest list of many people I do not know, I'm eager to get this adventure underway.

Port Coquitlam Fire Men

We went for a nice early evening walk with the baby, a chance to talk alone as the day was drawing to a close.

Across the street and just up from where we were, I saw a man on the ground and pointed him out to Jason. (who didn't think the fellow needed any assistance) A moment later I watched as the man tried to sit up, and promptly fell back down.

Jason saw what I had and was fast crossing the street to lend assistance.

And wouldn't you know it, he was really banged up. An ambulance was called and another passerby was now on-site. A 60 year old man had fallen off his bike and landed with a huge SMASH, straight on his nose.

The fire truck arrived first and all the hot, buff, young men in uniforms took over. My heart rate started racing at the sight of all this masculine energy. Jason handed over his report and is now just an onlooker, as am I.

The ambulance pulls up and everything is obviously under control. I grab my camera to snap a photo of something remarkable.

The ass on the one fireman was just so fucking amazing that I had to photograph it. And since the first image was not close enough, I actually zoomed in really tight for the second shot.

It's a great view isn't it? He looks as though he's begging to be "pegged".

Womens Sex Party Vancouver

SATURDAY SEPTEMBER 18, 9:00 - 1:00

DIRTY GIRLS PLAY PARTY
$30 woman member / $35 non member guest
Bring your own toys & towel.
RESERVATIONS: jennifer@libidoevents.com
No experience necessary - just a desire to hang out with lovely women

Please note that you must also have your $25 cash renewal cost on you if your member number is PRE 700. And your renewal is good for 12 months.

Imagine your best sleepover pajama party when you were younger. Without pajamas. When you arrive at the venue you will step inside a place where the cares and the stresses of the day are left at the door. The lighting is soft, the colours are soft and the furniture is all soft. (The girls are soft too)

The best part about a DIRTY GIRLS party is that it's a light, fun, carefree evening where almost anything and everything goes; a place to explore your voyeuristic or exhibitionist side (or both). If you're just at the beginning of your adventurous journey, it's a great place to dip a toe into the water and decide if you want to dive in deep or wade gently into the shallows. You can be naked as the day you were born, decked out in lace, satin or silk, wrapped in leather, shiny and sparkly in glitter, or festooned in feathers. Choose something that makes you feel beautiful, because by the end of the evening it will be pulsing through you. Beauty. Softness. Laughter. Joy.

No two women are the same and no two DIRTY GIRLS parties are the same. There will surely be massage oil at some point, and the chocolate fountain might well be bubbling in the kitchen. Anything is better dipped in chocolate.

A DIRTY GIRL'S party is a feast for all the senses. Delicious appetizers, fragrant candles and massage oils, giggles and whimpers, touches as bountiful as you might desire or none at all if you're merely a contented voyeur, and pretty girls of all ages, shapes and colors everywhere.

It's like a secret sorority with no particular pledge and no particular uniform. The only expectation is that you leave your inhibitions at the door and venture boldly where no man has gone before. It's a girl thing. Try it. You'll like it.


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Rough Sex

The kids were asleep as I stood in the glowing light of the kitchen tidying up from the day.

Jason appeared suddenly in my line of sight. "Come to bed, so I can have sex with you". Abrupt and to the point for certain. Hesitantly, I say "maybe, we'll see how I feel when I'm done here".

A few minutes later Jason reappears in the doorway. He meets me square in the eyes "I told you to come to bed, so I can fuck you". I chuckle. Oh, how I love this man.

A slight smile forms on the corners of his mouth as walks towards me. I'm tired and its getting late. His arm is outstretching and his hand is coming towards me. His right fist is soon filled with my hair. He's dragging me forward .... out of the kitchen and into the bedroom.

Pushed down onto the bed his hand wrapped securely around my locks ensures his full control. Roughly my robe is tossed to the side. His mouth hungrily consumes me ... his tongue is hot and his teeth find my nipple.

I groan from pain. He pushes me around further, growling "Sssshhh". His cock slips between my thighs with ease, due in no small part to my wet pussy awaiting him.

One, then two fingers part my cheeks and make their way deep into my ass. I buck in a frenzy of pleasure. His hand still holds my hair and he's thrusting wildly towards what will soon be our combined ecstatic bliss.

He shoots inside of me as I maneuver my hips in such a way as to milk every last drop out of him. His seed dripping slowly out of me ...a reminder of passion, heat, lust and power.

As I'm laying in his arms, still mounted atop him his cock, drifting on a sleepy cloud of warm pleasure he whispers in my ear "I need to take control of you more often". "Oooh, yeah", is the most coherent retort I have in the moment.

how I spend my down time