Only at Folsom Street Fair

I've been to the Folsom Street Fair 5 out of the past 6 years. I love this event. I find it to be (for the most part) a place of acceptance where individuals of differing sexual persuasions and fetishes are appreciated and celebrated. Folsom is also does a magnificent job of matching BD/SM with raising money for good causes, such as paying to get spanked for AIDS and breast cancer research.
Another part of Folsom Street Fair that I particularly love is the game of dress-up that I get to do before going. I've worn all kinds of outfits - only underwear once, a corset twice, liquid latex another year and most recently electrical tape. I love how the crowds of eager photographers swarm around interesting outfits (mine frequently being one of them) and take photographs as if they are the paparazzi and the costumed people are celebrities. I, being vain and extroverted, find this situation highly enjoyable.
I think I'll make a top 10 list of unusual and wild things I've seen at Folsom over the years:
1) A booth that was advertised as "The Human Urinal" with eager pee drinkers and bathers.
2) A man holding a platform up with a chain connected to his balls. People were encouraged to place items on the platform.
3) A gay porn actor, standing on the counter of his porn-house's booth, masturbating to ejaculation on a jubilant crowd.
4) This guy with the cow tongue over his penis.
5) A gay porn actor sucking his own penis.
6) A person being pulled in a carriage by another person dressed as a horse.
7) People with bells sewn into their skin performing a group dance.
8) A man with "HIV+" tattooed on his penis.
9) A woman walking around the fair with a doll to her breast, as if she was breast-feeding it.
10) A handcuffed, gagged, and leashed woman with an electric, remote controlled buttplug. Her mistress was letting participants in the crowd take turns toying with the remote controller.

KISS

After reading an article in the SF Gate, my husband and I decided to apply for membership at the KISS sex club. KISS is touted as a club whose members are young, hip, playful and attractive. Mr. and Ms. Kiss host twice monthly parties in a inconspicuous Mission District location in San Francisco. The hosts informed me that the name has recently been changed from Club Kiss to KISS.
The parties are $60 per couple and free for single women. No single men are allowed to attend. This setup means that there is lots of girl/girl action, threesomes and foursomes. The single women who we noticed there seemed to enjoy some amount of bisexual play, which makes sense as there are no single men with whom to hook up one-to-one. And the lucky men who are admitted with a female partner are likely to get attention from more than just the woman they came with, if that's desired.
Of course in any situation like this it's important to set and be well aware of you and your partner's boundaries, and KISS has some sensible rules and guidelines to ensure that everyone has a great time. These rules are reiterated as part of the tour that newbies are given on their first visit. The way the tour was run, it also left us feeling welcome and wanted, like friends visiting from out of town.
The layout of the place reminds me of the houses I've been to in San Francisco. The place encompasses the entire second floor of the building, with numerous rooms. There's a dance floor including one of my favorite features (a stripper-pole) and dancers who are happy to teach tricks, as well as an admiring audience that doesn't have the sleazy strip club-like feel. Four play rooms of different sizes (from very intimate to huge) are scattered throughout the club, as well as a bar (you bring the booze and they provide the mixers), a patio for smoking and outdoor (enclosed) encounters, and a coed restroom, complete with disposable mini toothbrushes.
From the moment we arrived we realized KISS would probably be more fun than we'd been expecting and that we were a little overdressed, as one lady walked by us in just a red lacy g-string and some others were wearing little more. The host couple was just as attractive as their photographs suggested and so were the attendees. The vibe was relaxed, not over the top horny but filled with anticipation of a good time. And for us the evening was definitely the best that we've had in a sex club.
If you would like to hear an account of the more intimate details of our experience, check back on the 1st of September for a full recounting of our lusty adventures.

Naked in the Water

One of my favorite places to go on Maui is Little Beach, a public nude beach I've been going to since I was a child, growing up on the island. I saw my first erect penis there, wandered upon my first sighting of oral sex (one man going down on another) and made out with my first boyfriend there. But aside from these sexual experiences I've enjoyed the freedom of swimming in the warm ocean water, naked and free.

As an adult I've gone to Little Beach with my husband many times - from a couple months after we started dating, to weekly when we lived there and now when we return on our annual visits. Our first sex on the beach experience was in the evening as we were heading home from Little Beach, the stars clearly visible above and the sound of the waves helped crank up the romance dial. Another time we brought a remote control vibrating g-string butterfly and my husband had fun buzzing my clit every so often with the touch of a button.

To get to this beach we park at the first Makena (Big Beach) parking lot, take a little walk down the beach to the big hill and make our way (up a rocky path) over to the other side. While it is a somewhat less well known beach for tourists, you can easily find it if you watch for the ant trail of people making the little trek, especially on Sunday afternoons/evenings. While Big Beach is known for its boogie boarding and dangerous wave breaks, Little Beach is calmer, being in a cove.

Calling this beach a hippie paradise would not be off-base with the open marijuana smoking, visible body hair, free love vibe and dreadlocks. But only about half the beach goers are topless or nude since this beach is also popular among surfers and boogie boarders who remain clothed and others who enjoy the nudity but don't participate.

Sunday afternoons are the most lively time at Little Beach and finding a slice of heaven can be a bit tricky. The beach is packed with people dancing, drumming, exercising, selling their wares or services (jewelry, ganga balls, pipes, chocolate shrooms, or massages) and relaxing.

We usually bring a picnic dinner and hang out, watching the sun slowly slip behind the water as the drumming reaches a furious climax. When darkness falls, the fire dancers emerge with their poi to spin - some get fancy using hula hoops, finger attachments or staffs with fire. The drummers play, the dancers and fire people move to the rhythm and others form a circle and watch, while lovers lay on towels in darkness enjoying the party and making out.

The bushes at the far end of the beach have a maze of trails, leading up to the an open area with an expansive view. These bushes are also a favorite sex location. I've seen numerous couples engaged in different sexual acts. The most recent time my husband and I saw a couple they were out on the rocks. The woman was giving the man oral sex. They stopped and waved at us and continued their act, probably knowing that the only people who go up there are either looking to engage in a sexual act or watch someone else.

Stormy Leather

I have been to Stormy Leather in San Francisco on two occasions and both times came away with exactly what I wanted. Once I bought Liquid Latex there and the other time I purchased a corset. Both times I walked around the Castro with a particular product in mind but without having success after visiting numerous store.
Stormy Leather was located off the main drag - a block or two from Folsom Street where many of the leather stores are located. I say "was located" because I just found out yesterday (when admiring a corset that happened to be from Stormy Leather) that they completed a 20 year lease, have closed up shop and will be moving to a more desirable location (still in San Francisco) in the fall. They were also recently purchased by JT Stockroom (a reputable company).
Since the store was not as centrally located, our searches began on Folsom Street and grew in radius until we ended up at Stormy. When we were purchasing the latex paint the sales lady simply reached down, pulled out the colors they had, we chose the ones we wanted, bought them and left. It was a great experience, simple and straightforward. If only we had started our search there. Several stores didn't have any liquid latex, one store just had an expired jar that when opened was congealed and another couple stores had only one color. So while our feet hurt and we were tired, we went home happy.
Sadly we hadn't searched the vast inventory of the store, making it only to the check out counter, or we might have known 2 years later (when I wanted a corset) that we should revisit Stormy Leather. We did a little research online and found a few stores that had corsets in the under $400 range in the Folsom Street area. We visited 3 stores with poor results. The first and second didn't have any corsets I liked (mostly mens' leather stuff) and the third place had horrible customer service and none of the corsets seemed to fit right or look great (possibly because we had no help lacing them or because they were just not appealing to me).
When we arrived at Stormy the sales people were once again very helpful, quickly ascertaining what size and styles I might want. I was presented with 5 corsets to try on. When we quickly demonstrated our ineptitude with lacing up a corset one of the salesmen came over. "You just pull the laces like this" he said showing my husband "and then when you have them even you just get a little leverage (putting his knee against my back) and pull." With a little athleticism he got that corset cinched so nice and snug that I had a small waist, big hips and an overflowing bosom. I tried on numerous corsets but I had found love at first sight.
I am eager to return to Stormy leather when they reopen. Until then I will lustfully peruse their website making note of all the things I want (for example Terra Firma Harness and the Sergeant Corset). They seem to be a store with amazing selection, a friendly and knowledgeable staff and no sleazy vibe.

I wanna get in your hot tub baby

Have you ever thought about what heaven could be like? I believe my heaven would be something like being at Watercourse Way. It has a calming Zen feel from the moment you walk through the door - Asian inspired decor, soft music, and soothing smells. The outside world disappears at the doorstep and while you wait to be escorted to your room there is ice cold water or hot teas for sipping.
The first time my husband suggested we go to this bath house a completely different image popped up in my mind. I thought of San Francisco and the "Soak and Pokes" that were the fame of the gay community in the 1980s. Watercourse Way, however, does not have a tawdry feel. It is an upscale, clean, and professional establishment that is as good for a single individual or a group of friends as it is for couples. They offer tub rooms, massage, and spa services.
I decided I should post a review of this little known gem after a visit this past Saturday. My husband I and go every 2-3 months to play in their rooms. We usually book a room with a hot tub, sauna or steam room and cold plunge. We've been to all of the 5 rooms that have these features and they are all marvelous. This time we called at the last minute and got the room Two Stones. It did not have a cold plunge but the hot tub had a beautiful waterfall flowing into it and was big enough for 10 people.
We also got their couples massage package on one occasion. I enjoyed how my husband and I were together throughout the whole experience - the steam room/shower, the exfoliating rub and the side by side massages. Other places we've been to separated us for part of the time. And they use hot rocks as part of their massage--such nirvana.
Our favorite tub room is Six Dragonflies. It has a tub, cold plunge and sauna. The tub and cold plunge are made out of wood (perhaps cedar) that smells really good. All of the rooms have controls for the music, lights, amount of steam or temperature of sauna and an intercom with the front desk. The doors also lock automatically so there's no chance of intrusion from the outside world. Six Dragonflies also has a skylight that makes it ideal for a daytime escape from reality. Did I mention that all of the tub rooms also have a bed for, um, resting?
We went there once on a date with another couple and boy was that great! The feeling of being in a different world, one free of responsibilities, worries and full of romantic mood lubricants made for a fun and relaxed time. We had the tub room Nine Bats, a crowd favorite with glowing jellyfish on the wall and twinkling stars on the ceiling. That was seriously the best make out session ever! I think I had the after-sex glow for days.