If you embarrass easily, feel uncomfortable watching R rated sex scenes, or have small children in the room, this may not be for you. Come back tomorrow and I’ll have something much more PG-13 (at least it’s PG in my head. Things could change as I start writing.) But wait! Before you go, I want to say hello to my new followers (somehow I even snagged Simple Dude)! Go figure that the one time I get chosen for a “selected comment” by Simple Dude, it’s about bathroom business! But welcome and I hope you enjoy yourselves! And also thank you to all my followers! I’m amazed that I’ve hit 25. I’ve found some really great people out there and I can’t tell you enough how much I appreciate your comments and the time you take to read my blog.
So Friday I told you that I was going to a “hostess” party that a friend from high school was having at her house. What I didn’t tell you was that it was a “Pleasure Surprise Party” and was for women only! (I’d seen them in movies, but I didn’t know they happened in real life!) Now, I’ve been to plenty of hostess parties: Mary Kay, Pampered Chef, you name it. But this was my first “naughty” party. Yes, for one night, I was a virgin again. I even got a sticker.
So because this was my first time, I was a little nervous, but it’s not like I’d never seen a vibrator before, so that part didn’t bother me. I was, however, very intimidated because aside from my friend that invited me, the house was full of complete strangers! And I don’t handle strange very well. I turn into a mouse. (I even stood in the corner. Ha!) And some of these strangers were loud. And not in the funny loud way. The obnoxious loud way. (Even before the gallons of alcohol were consumed.) But, that’s okay because they all knew each other and they were just having fun. I know I would have been the same way if it would have been ten women I knew well. I did find one familiar face in the crowd about 15 minutes after I arrived. A high school friend of my sister’s (who is 12 years older than me) so that was kinda funny to hang out and inspect sex toys with someone who hadn’t seen me since I was probably six.
Finally the party started and with our product lists and penis erasers, we got to look at, taste, touch, and smell a wide variety of creams, powders, oils, candles, chocolate pens, lingerie, and vibrators. (And before you ask, no you don’t taste everything! Only the edibles!) I can honestly say, I didn’t know there were so many different vibrators in existence! Who knew the wide assortment of shapes, styles, colors, and functions! It was like a candy store of female pleasure. The shopping part was done in a separate room for privacy (who wants to know what crazy shit some random chick is buying. I certainly don’t need to know.) So…I took pictures.
While I won’t share what I purchased, I will say that I tried on a corset! It was too big so I’m going to have to order one, but I was thrilled to get one step closer to my very own! (Kat, you would have been so proud!) And I’ve decided that I’m going to host a party of my own so that I can help finance the corset, cause damn they’re expensive! But the Pleasure Parties, hands down, beats any makeup, kitchen gadget, or jewelry party you could ever hope to have. I don’t think I stopped laughing the whole time I was there.