A much needed break...
The new site is complete! It has been a month and a half of 60+ hour weeks. I am waiting for the billing company to switch a few things and we will be live. My main focus with this redesign was ease of use and a strong focus on the actual content, not the design. The result is a fast loading, easy to navigate compendium of perversion.( I am really looking forward to hearing other peoples feedback.) After such a nerve racking month, I spent the weekend indulging my roller girl fetish, instigating girl on girl fuck time, and getting rub downs from my alpha slut.
Saturday afternoon rolled around and the web frenzy subsided. I decided to get out and go see the local roller derby matches. I spent much of my youth wooing girls in skating rinks so the derby has a special place in my dyke fantasies. I called up Mr. Ronabell last minute to see if we he wanted to join in on the girl fight-skating festivities. After a lengthy three second consultation, he decided he too had a roller girl fetish and must oblige it immediately. http://www.rosecityrollers.com
The game was fast, fun and lighthearted. I would enjoy a bit more cat fighting but I’m from Texas, what can I say? The girls back home are rough and do not mind taking a tumble for a friendly brawl. I imagine the concrete floor they skate on here has something to do with the less aggressive skating. My favorite skaters were “Goody Two Skates” ( She was aggressive with a nice ass. She seemed to be one of the more serious ladies.) “Soul Train” (She was a skating machine, I thoroughly enjoyed watching her.) “Ava Sk8trix” ( She seemed confident she could take care of business...very graceful with just enough attitude to be intimidating.) I can not wait to go again. June 10th is the next bout. Bring it!
We went to Sabala’s for the after game celebrations. Sabala’s always promises a good time, they have hosted several of the best shows I have seen in Portland. It is a live music venue and neighborhood bar in one building. The “Circus Sideshow Lounge” is my favorite ; it is a freaky little side bar with neon circus freak paintings and carnival caricatures.I have plans for invading that place with perverts in tow sometime soon. We headed off to visit the 8’s by 11:30.
By the time mr. 8 got off work, I had mrs. 8 and “table tramp” positioned in front of the big screen with squirting porn primed and ready. Less than 30 minutes into the feature both ladies were getting slutty and gasping in unison, their eyes brazenly glued to the screen. I was calming preparing rope and talking them through my favorite scenes until one said she just couldn’t watch any more. She was squishy with excitement and couldn’t bear to watch without getting sport fucked was the message I got.
Enter the “table tramp”, a sexy mid twenties little red head with a pretty pink pussy and a desire for rough play. After some light breast bondage using surgical tubing, she all but begged to be tied down and disciplined. You know the type, impish with a smart mouth, they always think sassing you is cute. I don’t like that but decided it would be fun to see her and mrs. 8 enjoy each other. I decided I was willing to guide her through any bratty behaviour that may come out during our brief encounter.
Running through the kitchen I grabbed spatulas, gloves, a whisk, metal knife handle, and various other effective tools for insertion and intimidation. I got her warmed up and sloppy with desire before stuffing my used gloves in her mouth and turning her over to mrs. 8. Mr 8 and I sat back and enjoyed the show as his wife milked beautiful orgasms out of her tightly bound friend. It was scrumptious and a much needed break from too many hours online. Roller derby and the naughtiness that ensued are A-OK in my book. (Thank you lovelies.)
Saturday afternoon rolled around and the web frenzy subsided. I decided to get out and go see the local roller derby matches. I spent much of my youth wooing girls in skating rinks so the derby has a special place in my dyke fantasies. I called up Mr. Ronabell last minute to see if we he wanted to join in on the girl fight-skating festivities. After a lengthy three second consultation, he decided he too had a roller girl fetish and must oblige it immediately. http://www.rosecityrollers.com
The game was fast, fun and lighthearted. I would enjoy a bit more cat fighting but I’m from Texas, what can I say? The girls back home are rough and do not mind taking a tumble for a friendly brawl. I imagine the concrete floor they skate on here has something to do with the less aggressive skating. My favorite skaters were “Goody Two Skates” ( She was aggressive with a nice ass. She seemed to be one of the more serious ladies.) “Soul Train” (She was a skating machine, I thoroughly enjoyed watching her.) “Ava Sk8trix” ( She seemed confident she could take care of business...very graceful with just enough attitude to be intimidating.) I can not wait to go again. June 10th is the next bout. Bring it!
We went to Sabala’s for the after game celebrations. Sabala’s always promises a good time, they have hosted several of the best shows I have seen in Portland. It is a live music venue and neighborhood bar in one building. The “Circus Sideshow Lounge” is my favorite ; it is a freaky little side bar with neon circus freak paintings and carnival caricatures.I have plans for invading that place with perverts in tow sometime soon. We headed off to visit the 8’s by 11:30.
By the time mr. 8 got off work, I had mrs. 8 and “table tramp” positioned in front of the big screen with squirting porn primed and ready. Less than 30 minutes into the feature both ladies were getting slutty and gasping in unison, their eyes brazenly glued to the screen. I was calming preparing rope and talking them through my favorite scenes until one said she just couldn’t watch any more. She was squishy with excitement and couldn’t bear to watch without getting sport fucked was the message I got.
Enter the “table tramp”, a sexy mid twenties little red head with a pretty pink pussy and a desire for rough play. After some light breast bondage using surgical tubing, she all but begged to be tied down and disciplined. You know the type, impish with a smart mouth, they always think sassing you is cute. I don’t like that but decided it would be fun to see her and mrs. 8 enjoy each other. I decided I was willing to guide her through any bratty behaviour that may come out during our brief encounter.
Running through the kitchen I grabbed spatulas, gloves, a whisk, metal knife handle, and various other effective tools for insertion and intimidation. I got her warmed up and sloppy with desire before stuffing my used gloves in her mouth and turning her over to mrs. 8. Mr 8 and I sat back and enjoyed the show as his wife milked beautiful orgasms out of her tightly bound friend. It was scrumptious and a much needed break from too many hours online. Roller derby and the naughtiness that ensued are A-OK in my book. (Thank you lovelies.)
posted by Betka Schpitz at
5/08/2006 03:43:00 PM
1 Comments:
Can't wait to see Your new site and the fruits of Your recent labors. Also, I have never quite viewed roller derby in the way that You have described it. I will have a greater appreciation of roller derby in the future.
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