It's been what- at least a month since I got back from San Francisco now. I shot some porn there, as some of you may have read. It went well and there was of course no reason for me to be anxious. No, it's not available yet. Don't worry, I'll figure that out and make sure you all know about it.
But I've let a whole month pass by without even writing about my magical time in Dolores Park. And I say magical because, full disclosure, I was stoned out of my fucking mind while there. One of the things that so impressed me about this park was the fact that there were just drug vendors. Like hot dog vendors, but with drugs. My friend and I bought a shit ton of weed cookies and I actually brought some back to Colorado with me (don't think too much about how I made that happen) and had part of one tonight. Which reminded me that I wanted to write about this!
This park is just full of people on a Saturday. It was as though we had traveled back in time to the late 60's or early 70's, only dirtier and less optimistic. There are drug vendors and people just chilling out with their dogs and hula hoopers and DJs with full-on PAs providing music and people of all genders making out (maybe even fucking in a bush? who knows) and kids and just so many people. Who are all there to relax or have fun and just not take life so seriously for a while. Really, really beautiful. If a little over-the-top and coachella-esque.
So I've had more cookie than I should have, even though I pretty much know what a good dose is for me I was just all BRING IT ON. Both of my friends take off to the bathroom leaving me overwhelmed and amazed (alarmed?) in the middle of this beautiful impromptu festival of life. Which is pretty much when I started to trip fairly hard, especially for weed. I tend to have a very psychedelic reaction, but this was out of the realm of normal reaction to pretty much anything for me ever.
Just as I'm starting to get a little misty eyed thinking about how wonderful it is that humanity can occasionally be pretty OK, 2 girls come out of no where, take their dresses off and start dancing topless in the middle of the park. And not hippie dance- though that would have been mind-blowing enough- but sort of amateur strip nite. They were both really good dancers, had really nice bodies and were undeniably sexy, but they didn't really seem like professionals. One had a mohawk and was dark skinned, probably black or mixed ethinicity. She was tall, lean and muscular. The other had a cute pixie cut, paler white skin and was shorter and curvier.
At that moment in time, I felt as though I had never seen something more purely and perfectly magnificent before. It was like watching art come to life and felt completely magical and other-worldly. I started to full on cry, tears rolling down my cheeks but at least not sobbing or otherwise calling attention to myself. I just couldn't believe what I was seeing, and that I was so lucky to witness it. I started to feel scared for them too, though, and knew that the moment could not continue.
It was over pretty quickly I think, though it felt like hours. My friends came back to find me tripping on some crazy hippie shit ideas, and told me I should go talk to the girls. But I was too shy, unlike some of the male witnesses. The girls started to attracted too many admirers, and people were talking to them and taking pictures. One guy came up and hugged them, which was more unsettling than sweet. At least for me in that state I was in.
Just as it felt like things were crossing over into unsafe and uncharted terriortory, the speakers blew and the music stopped playing. The girls laughed and bent over to fetch their dresses. Once again clothed, they blended into the crowd like forest nymphs into trees. The moment was, indeed, too magical to last.
We stumbled home and I was way too high to remain conscious. I masturbated furiously and then took a nap. When I awoke I had a very lovely all girl threeway with my friends. I got fisted for the 2nd time in my life by the same girl as the first time. I had lots of orgasms.
Though I really enjoyed shooting porn, I'd have to say that the Dolores Park adventure was much more awesome and life changing. Probably not a day I will soon forget.