2/25 -- Last night trying to go to sleep, I semi-dreamed of playing lingerie dress-up in my room with Amelie, Todd, and Jeff. It was really hot showing them that black net top I made and seeing what of mine would fit Amelie and putting that little maroon satin sarong around Jeff's hips (I think I thought of seeing the pic of him on Todd's LJ all eyelinered up for the club) and Todd would probably have to do all the makeup, but then he seems to do Amelie's nails and hair streaks.
2/27 -- Went dancing last night -- another thing I've got to do more often, particularly at a gothy club like the Castle where there are more people who strike me as hot, who move unreservedly. It was more women out of the strangers there who caught my eye, especially the blonde girl from the club's pedestal dancers with her hot pants and her layered fishnets and bare midriff and grinding/dancing ability.
It was Todd and Amelie and Anne and me and we met up with Jeff and others Todd knew there, but with Jeff, once I saw him out on the dance floor, he moved from "moderately cute" to "I just wanna ride him!" Outside the club, the whiteface makeup and Insane-Clown-Posse-extended-smile did nothing for me but in the club you could barely see it. And he took off his shirt so he's dancing in fedora, black leather collar with rings, baggy black pants and high-top sneakers, and at times I had trouble not staring. I wanted to throw him down on a bed and straddle him and slide my wet cunt down onto him and pump him, squeeze his cock inside me and find the angle for his cock to hit the deepest spot, one hand behind me to fondle his balls and run down his ass-crack, the other roving his chest, rolling his nipples between my fingers.
I also spent a lot of time looking at Todd, with his cherub face and a mouth that I want to watch wrapped around a cock -- maybe Ed's, since Ed did say "lips are lips" -- and watch him lick and suck until, unlike that remark about the cheese in the restaurant after the club, the white substance dripping from his lips is cum.
And Amelie. I never have the guts to have her sit on my lap instead of Anne's or Ed's or Todd's. I want to invite her over while Ed is at work to watch porn or play with liquid latex or whatever, and she can sit on my lap on the couch while the porn rolls on the screen and I whisper in her ear that for once I wanted to have her to myself. And kiss her and explore all of her with my hands reaching under clothes at first and then perhaps retiring to more space in the bedroom where the clothes are got out of the way and I press as much of my skin to hers as possible and explore the folds of her cunt with my fingers. I'd still love to see how much of her hand would fit inside me but her nails are uncomfortably long. And if Ed were to walk in on us, I don't think anyone would object -- that's pretty much what it took for anything to happen with him and me and Gus -- but I want to explore her on my own first.