Boardwalk Badness Weekend 2014 was my most intense spanking party yet; a non-stop whirlwind of play and intimacy and energy.
I arrived on Wednesday night having not really slept the night before due to a late-night farewell to Los Angeles and an early start to catch my flight. The lovely Tattoo_Fairy picked me up from Philadelphia airport, and we chatted and got to know each other better on the drive to Atlantic City. Despite my tiredness I managed to stay up long enough to say hello to people and have a couple of drinks in the hotel bar, then crashed out in Tattoo_Fairy’s hotel room – she kindly let me stay with her, since my shared room with Zoe Montana wasn’t booked until the next night.
For me, BBW always kicks off with the pool party. Sunlight dazzling through the glass roof, making me feel as if I was still on the west coast, stepping into the warm water in my plain black swimsuit, regretting having left behind my purple bikini somewhere along the way. People started to arrive, and I bobbed in the water to chat with Tattoo_Fairy, BradD and TheBadAlex, greeting people with damp hugs regardless of whether they’d come into the pool or were still clothed.
The first I knew of Zoe’s arrival was a warm weight at my back, the soft press of her boobs and thighs, and an excited, familiar “Hiiii!” I turned around in the water with her still clinging to my back until she released me and switched to a front-side hug with the grace of the water-bound, splashing and shrieking in glee. I clamped my legs around her waist, koala style, and we bounced delightedly in greeting. It was so good to see her. She gives the best stealth hugs ever.