Before T was ready to join me in my… adventures… we had a bit of a mismatch. I was hungry for all sorts of sexual experiences, and she wasn't. Generously, she gave me free rein to do what I wanted without her, and in part, it was that period – during which I was having a variety of sorts of adventures – that helped bring T to realize that she too was curious, that she too could have adventures.
Anyway – one Thursday night, I was on my way to a "playgroup," a sort of regular weekly thing. At this playgroup, attendance can vary wildly: sometimes it's just a few; sometimes, it's a lot. On this particular night, the party had been rescheduled not once but twice, there had been a change of venue, and a big storm was approaching. People were fleeing town (literally). And on this night, attendance was LOW.
I was attending with Jess, a hot young nympho I had recently discovered. A year earlier, she had never had oral sex; now, she was pondering quitting her job and becoming a "courtesan." There was nothing she wouldn't try, nothing that didn't interest her. She had one guy who paid her just to tickle her. She was shocked to learn that she got incredibly wet from being tickled, even though she (said she) hated it.