Natasha Skinski & The Anal Serenade
RadioSuzy1 is just a talk show…that just happens to sometimes turn into an orgy. Other times, it turns into something in between, with several people drinking and chatting passionately in the bar, somebody tickling the ivories of my grandmother’s Steinway, a couple guys playing pool, a few ethical hedonists having sex discreetly, or maybe not so discreetly, on a bed on top of a stage. It’s the Bonobo Way. And it’s the nature of life at the Speakeasy.
And that’s what happened here last Saturday, when our special guests included the delightfully lascivious ultra-MILF and super Cougar Natasha Skinski and her wild-eyed, skinny and hung young hot hubby Tommy Lei. Natasha was one of the stars of our Eros Day X “Orgy for Obama,”, stealing the show at one point by squirting up a small Soviet storm around the stripper pole, soaking Jay Lassiter and several lucky camera people in her fragrant Holy Water. Natasha couldn’t make it to our 17th Wedding Anniversary Show, so she came down to the Speakeasy to put on a little show of her own.
Another special guest that night was an old friend who keeps changing his name. He’s an extremely talented musician who helped to make our Eros Day Operatic Orgy 2007one of the most pleasure-packed, musically diverse Eros Days of them all, and he happens to look just like this other quite talented musician named Bono. He also sings and plays just like Bono, but this guy is such a musical chameleon, he can play like almost anyone, even Dylan. And on this particular night, that was his name: Dylan T.
The festivities started pre-show, with Dylan serenading Sara Sioux with U2 songs and distinguished guests gathering at the bar. I came up behind a hot blonde and, thinking it was Natasha, hugged her and squealed “Great to see you again!” When I realized that this blonde was not Natasha Skinski, but Hot Topic Vice President Cindy Levitt (visiting the Speakeasy with a friend of our friend Michael Blum), I apologized profusely. I needn’t have bothered; Cindy was totally flattered to be mistaken for a porn star!
Then we started the show itself, taking calls from people all over the world, including our new Mogulus listeners. At a certain point, Natasha, Tommy and Dylan removed their tops, revealing a pair of lovely, naturally floppy boobs, chiseled tattooed skin, and a forest-like hairy chest, respectively. Responding to a caller, Dylan composed and sang a hilarious ode to anal sex right on the spot. While Dylan expressed himself through song, Natasha and Tommy believe strongly in the old adage “actions speak louder than words.” And their actions spoke very loudly indeed, so loudly, in fact, that we can’t show you in our newly “cleaned up” public bloggamy. You’ll just have to go to our Private Members-Only Area to enjoy these sexual athletes in all their explicit XXX-rated glory.
After the show, the erotic antics expanded into full-on sex, complete with blowjobs, cunnilingus, analingus, sex at the bar, sex in the rickshaw, sex in the bed and sex onstage, as the band played on. Or at least Dylan T played on my great grandmother’s 1926 Steinway baby grand piano. It got pretty crazy. At one point, all three of my guests seemed to be eating my pussy at the same time, and I don’t have that big a pussy, so don’t ask me how they managed it!
All I know is later that night, I came REALLY hard in my own private bed with Max. Because the best thing (for us) about RadioSuzy1 is what great foreplay it is for my otherwise rather traditional married sex life. It’s our own personal Stimulus Package (with apologies to the Obama Administration).