Leg Sex Column Nine
Written August 2004
Summer
in the city 2004 was a swirl of sexy social obligations! With mini skirts
back in style, Manhattan was a metropolis of lascivious legs and strappy
sandals.
Sitting at sidewalk cafes, I was treated to a never-ending parade of tanned
gams and perfectly pedicured feet peeking out of marvelous Manolos. While
everyone complained that it's not the heat, it's the humidity, we leg lovers
were focused on the glitter of sweat that glistens in those creases behind
ladies' knees. Hmm, maybe it WAS the heat! And certainly a groin-warming
thought in the depths of winter, eh? Now, on to my gam-glamorous antics!
Back
in May I celebrated the release party for my newest project, Playground,
a
local Manhattan adult entertainment tabloid. I booked the entertainment by
taking cues from the many facets of the magazine: Fetish, Transgender,
Swing,
Strip Club and Escort nightlife. There were erotic readings and performance
art, sideshow antics and a kintastic fashion show, a fetish installation
by
the Baroness and birthday cake onstage. (Birthday cake, you ask? I must've
forgotten to mention that the party doubled as my birthday celebration!)
It
was a wild night! The live bands included a hipster band, a goth band, a
tranny band and a naked chix band, so there was definitely something for
everyone!
A half dozen sailors, in town for Fleet Week, were happy they'd stumbled
into that particular bar!
In June I was off to Boston for the first Beantown installment of Mondo
Porno. It was a schizo scene, with smut hounds side-by-side with fetishists
at Manray, the Cambridge
club that usually lets you in only if you're wearing head-to-toe black or
fetish attire. The lovely Eloni was a vision, encased in black latex; between
the sheen of the shiny rubber and her fabulous five-inch platforms, her legs
looked long and lean. Taylor, Miss Kitty Kocktail and Black
Cat Burlesque were the evening's striptease girls and they taunted the
crowd with a wide assortment of naughty numbers. Pink Snow of Erocktica invited
a dirty dozen daring damsels onto the stage and they all got naked. From
the
dance floor vantage point I had, it was nothing but legs for miles and somewhere
up there, bobbling breasts! Yeehaw! Look for Mondo Porno to come to a town
near you, cause after the bi-coastal success I've been having with this bash,
I'm ready to take the show on the road! Keep an eye on Mondo
Porno for upcoming dates.
In
July, I co-hosted a party with my friend Lou, of Bi
Swinger. It was held in a lovely midtown loft with comfy couches, well-appointed
bedrooms, a dungeon environment and an semi-open, middle-easternesque space
piled with pillows. Lou had hired a gaggle of attractive young ladies to
offer
guests lap dances and a few friends of mine were on hand to dole out erotic
spankings. I made sure to offer up my behind—and long, bare legs—in hopes
of encouraging others to participate I watched a hot hipster couple experiment
with BDSM for the very first time, and as soon as they were finished with
the giant bondage bed, another couple took their place and made passionate
love for an audience of appreciative voyeurs. The busty blonde's legs were
flailing in the air as she moaned and everyone else gasped. It was an exceptionally
exciting evening, with people having sex all over the place! And an enjoyable
first swing party experience.
"Coming"
off of that fabulous night, I planned an "anything goes" event of my own,
which was the highlight of my August. I invited an eclectic group of
interesting
people and hoped they'd all get along well. The full moon must have had an
inspiring effect, because goodness, did they get along! Erotic photographer
and bondage enthusiast Steven
Speliotis demonstrated his Japanese rope techniques on an eager group
of women, using the long, smooth coils to tease their exposed genitals. Another
couple performed a suspension bondage scene and the naked woman looked like
a piece of art, dangling from the eyebolts and pulleys. One of the more adventurous
women offered up her pubic stubble to be shaved, and as friends gently held
her legs apart, her companion deftly removed every trace of hair. A statuesque
woman in a PVC miniskirt plundered her crossdressed companion with a butt
plug while strangers became acquainted by making out. I spied numerous blowjobs
happening in darkened corners, positively decimating the selection of condoms
and lube I'd left out for everyone to use. And in the days following the
party, I heard that all sorts of people had hooked up and went home with
each every
imaginable constellation of new friends. That's why I love doing what I do:
facilitating fun!
Fall
is just around the corner, but before the leaves start to turn, I'll be
heading back out to the Nevada desert for Burning
Man. Thirty-thousand creative nonconformists under the open sky for this
year's theme, Vaults of Heaven, should be invigorating and inspiring! Then
there's another Mondo Porno—in fact, one on each coast—followed by Halloween
and other ghoulish activities. I'll be sure to fill you in on every glistening
thigh and flexing calf! Till then!
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