Lolita Wolf's Predictions & Predilections

I’ve been Fleshbotted!

So, I did order these over a week before Leather Retreat. They never arrived. When I called to follow up, I was told that they did receive my order, however the order was never shipped and they didn’t know why. Fucking incompetents!

More on the CHC debate.

Dykes on Bikes win lawsuit. Yay!

For your next trip to Coney Island, here’s a 2-for-1 coupon for Nathan’s Famous Hot Dogs.

Chelsea Girl has started a new blog for a “luscious lesbo site” called Sappho’s Girls.

Enter this free raffle!
The 501(c)3 org of your choice will have a chance to win money.
I chose “ITCR The NCSF Foundation” (The state is VA)

I had read a bunch of good reviews about Smartballs on the web. So wanting to see what they were all about, I bought this toy from Purple Passion. I am not usually a big aficionado for vaginal penetration when I jerk off. Usually if I am going to stick anything inside of me, it’s a butt plug. But I wanted to try it anyway.

The first time I added a little water-based lube and stuck them inside. And, oh, I liked how they felt. While not so big, the toy filled me nicely and hit all the right spots inside of me. The toy made me hornier and ready to jerk off. I did jerk off and it was really good. They were a definite enhancement.

The next time, I tried putting them in and leaving them in for a while. I could feel them as I moved around the apartment. They were solidly in, and felt like they would stay in, but I was aware of them with every movement that I made. Again, it made me hornier, and again I jerked off and it was really good. I like being filled when I cum.

My next foray will be teaming the Smartballs with a buttplug.

I know about foot fetishes. I’ve even been to classes about them, classes taught by foot fetishists. I even know foot fetishists. Gee, Boymeat’s a foot guy. According to him, I do not have good feet. What does that mean? I don’t have good feet? He has never really gone into specifics why my feet are not good. This is probably because he figures that my feet could kick the shit out of him if he insults me.

But seriously, foot fetishists are often very specific about what turns them on. Some are into the arches and some are into the toes. You got a famous foot guy like Elmer Batters, and Boymeat says he doesn’t like the short stubby toes that Battters likes and he feels that stockings are a barrier. Foot fetishists disagree about what makes a foot beautiful to them. It’s a very personal thing.

So, I have never hooked up with a foot fetishist before. Most often when I meet one, I am not attracted to him. (I say “him” because most foot fetishists are male. There are a few females, but not as many.) I think the reason they are usually not attractive to me is that they often seem so single-minded about feet, and I prefer partners that are well-rounded and have varied sexual interests. It almost always starts with some guy coming up to me in a club and saying, “Mistress, may I worship your feet?” Not attractive!

So, where am I going with all this? Lately, it seems that Don Quixote has developed a foot fetish. Actually it is more specifically for my feet. And, you know what? I am liking this. This is fun! My feet go in his face and he gets a big hard-on! It feels really great when he sucks on my toes and when he nibbles on them with his teeth. That makes me moan and giggle. I get to connect with him intimately while I can lay back and watch the action. Or I can stand over him and step on his face – also a good view.

In the realm of woo-woo, this appreciation of attention to my feet makes perfect sense. Every astrological sign has a part of the body associated with it. I’m a Pisces! Pisces is feet. Whoo hoo!

Thursday, July 12
TES Board of Directors Meeting – Members Only
Queens BDSM munch

Friday, July 13
DSF: “Ecstatic Caning” w/ Suzanne SxySadist

Saturday, July 14
SCONY: “Elegant Denim Spanking Party”
The Play Party Named Desire

Sunday, July 15

Monday, July 16

Tuesday, July 17
TES: “Piss Play” with Boymeat

Wednesday, July 18
TES Dominant Women/submissive men SIG: “Boot Worship & Ritual” with blaise

This is me way back when.

And you know what? This is still so me!

Photo by Viviane

There were nine of us who went to see the Richard Serra exhibit at MOMA. I don’t usually like to go to museums in a big group but Serra’s big pieces lend themselves to a large group where we could wander in and around them and play peek-a-boo with each other. Afterwards, we went to Uncle Nick’s Ouzaria. I shared eggplant dip, baked sharp cheese (which was really flambé), grilled octopus and spinach pie. Everything was totally delicious except the spinach pie which was blah. I’d go back again.

Another restaurant review: Recently the topic of Donovan’s Pub in Woodside came up and how it serves the best hamburger in NYC. So, I went with Jason and Sue. The burgers were yummy. Thumbs up!

I love the fruit this time of year. I’m eating lots of plums, cherries and blueberries. Thanks to Ernie and Greg who introduced me to pluots which are a combination of plums and apricots. Found them at Fairway. Also found black apricots!

Also in season: I cooked dinner for a hot date. Soft shell crabs, asparagus and mashed potatoes. The hot date was Don Quixote. He’s always fresh and in season, too.

I am all about smell.

This is my doorman’s boyfriend.

This swimming pool looks so easy for me to get to. And it’s got a beach. And it’s free! Possible road trip coming up.

And number 13 has been added to the 100 Divas Project!

We wanted to see Fortryll in the show and we were running a little late. But we had needed some quiet time after dinner. There’s always so much going on at Leather Retreat that you have to pace yourself or else you will melt down.

He wanted to dress up. We had each both brought a variety of fun outfits to camp. He pulled on tall rubber boots that came up all the way to his crotch. These had been in the closet all weekend and I had been eyeing them. Now he was pulling them on. Yum, yum! Next he put on a black rubber apron. The boots with the apron, especially the back view, was extremely hot. Next he pulled out heavy black rubber gloves and put them on. They were the perfect accessory. But the kicker was when he held up the black rubber gag. I took it from him and buckled it on him. Now we were ready to go out.

We took a taxi/golf cart to the barn for the show. We were late but still got to see some of it. That Sparky really knows how to coordinate a show. When you realize that they had only one rehearsal, it was really a miracle.

After the show we walked to the cabin via the road. “This road has good memories. Jefferson wrote about this spot and so did I.” We stopped. A golf cart whizzed by, slowing down ever so slightly. The apron had a snap-on codpiece. I began to unsnap it. Somebody walked past us but I did not see who it was. Otherwise nobody was walking. I took out his cock and played with it. Golf carts continued to go by. I remembered one year I got yelled at by Lori for driving a golf cart too fast. “Well, this is one way to get them to take that corner a little more slowly.” I laughed at how I was doing my part to make camp a little safer. He, of course, was still gagged and had nothing to say and also nothing to laugh about. I continued playing with his cock and balls.

I liked this little scenario on the road. We were alone but we were playing in public, too. We had a bit of privacy but we were exhibitionists. The people in the taxis craned their necks to see what we were doing. I liked teasing them with just a glimpse. And I liked teasing him with just my hands.

You can be very careful about picking your poly partners, but there’s nothing you can do about the poly partners that they pick. Sometimes you totally luck out with people like Viviane, Madeline or Atreyu. Other times, it is just a little bit of a challenge.

So, here’s another exercise in poly. All three of my fuckbuddies will most likely be attending Floating World. I am totally up for that. This is going to rock!

We had no plans for the 4th until Selina extended an invite. She told me that a pornographer friend of hers was apartment sitting and hosting a party.
“He’s making pasta, but bring some food to share. And drinks.”

Selena ddn’t give me a lot of details, but being adventurous, I made a fruit salad, packed up some seltzer waters and headed to midtown with Boymeat and Calico. I should have figured that the pasta-making pornographer would be Michele Capozzi, whom we had seen making pasta in his Pornology movie. The apartment was teeming with pornorati and other assorted perverati.

The apartment was a penthouse and we viewed the fireworks from the terrace. Luckily it had an awning for the rainy part. And we all stood on the terrace and sang during the fireworks. The Star Spangled Banner. God Bless America. America The Beautiful. And more.

The whole scene was rather surreal. But it did bring home the point that while you have the anti-sex and anti-porn radical right claiming to be the true Americans, we are true Americans as well. And we may just have a broader definition of what freedom means.

So this month I will debut two new classes:

M/s: Getting Started
Can the fantasy turn into reality? And just what is realistic? Are limits appropriate? Is a contract beneficial? What is abusive? What’s all this about protocol? How can M/s work with the rest of your life? We’ll start with these questions and then answer yours!

The Greedy Pig Battles the Green-eyed Monster
Jealousy can destroy a poly relationship. Feelings of insecurity and fear of abandonment lead to toxic behaviors which in turn make relationships less intimate. We’ll look at strategies to discern what’s real and what’s perceived. And we’ll examine techniques that help combat jealousy with the security of love, structure and trust.

I am also working on a new class called “Threesomes” which I hope to debut at Dark Odyssey. Research is still ongoing. Ha ha!