Warning: This post is primararily concerned with the absolute sheer fucking joy of come down sex. If you are a come down sex virgin or suffer from heart disease please take three deep breaths after each paragraph. If you are a virgin please send an email to rollar@inthemix.com.au and I'll put you on the door for Racket.

Dance music culture is full of pros and cons. Today I would like to focus on what I like to call, the numero uno beneficilia. Most dance music players have asked or been asked the cliche music V drugs question. Apparently it's really cool to say the music, nothing but the music except at Globe where the music sux but the drugs are kick-ass. Moot point. because the real question has a third demension: music V drugs V drugs'n'sex'n'music.

By nature come down sex requires the use of drugs, ideally ectascy or some MDMA-derivative. Music is merely an secondary source that serves to exercise the hips, ass and pelvis in order get the body ready for some sweet sweet action.

Every time I pop a pill I end up getting impatient with my partner in the wee hours. It's like: "Baby, I love you sooo much. I want to lick you all over. I want to look deep into your eyes we thrust in each other's direction." Or not, but something like that.

If you've had come down sex you'll excuse my tragic dialogue and get back to the raw basics. The skin and body sensation of two naked lovers sliding down the back end of a pill. It's where it's at. Natural sex is great and all but sex on pills is one of the seven wonders, or at least top ten, with a bullet.

There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that headjobs and pills is one of the highlights of the whole shebang. For both parties I might add. I've been told that the taste sensation goes through the roof! Well, if it's anything like the heightened sensation I get ... go for gold sweetheart!

And the kissing, oh the kissing. The sweet soft brushing of moist lips against the almost violent games of tonsil hockey where everyone's a winner. The locking of eyes and the surreal astral projection where every thought is transparent and all that matters is right here, right now!

Quick toke on a joint. No words. Just a big hard dick and nipples on high beam. Back to it.

It's time for the to go back to 1969. And man, it feels like yesterday. The double sensation is doubled again as the THC interacts with the lingering MDMA and you feel like it's never going to end. Life has never been this good! Half an hour later you fall down in a heap but deep down you know the job is only half done.

Another wee toke on that joint, a wink and a smile and it's time to face the music.

Time to enter the twilight zone.

It starts off innocent enough. Your chests glance as tiny sweat beads drip over you shoulder and down to your stomach. Down. Down. Dooooooooown. The pace has slowed up as you both muster up the mental, physical and spirtual energy for the final chapter.

The kissing reignites in a shower of passion before receding to intimate delectica. His touches hers, dancing around the perimeter before a couple of teasing teases. Eyes are locked. Here we are. In the now. You. Me. Entry. Oh, sweet entry. The blade of eros cuts through the mist and into the valley of darkness.

Eyes are locked. It's a modest pace to begin with. Each action is a deliberate one and followed by an equal yet opposite reaction. A stray THC particle crashes head on with a school of renegade MDMA atoms somewhere near your left lobe.

Arrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It's painful, but oh so not. The initial feelings of mutual pain instantly morph into shallow shrills of lusty bliss.

It's time to slip into top gear. Hands weave around every sqaure inch of hot skin. The pace picks up like a runaway snowball. You can feel everything. Here it comes. Here it comes. Here it comes.

Where it goes? Nobody knows.

Do we need a Penthouse Forum?

MM

Only if its the black label edition.....

jeesus. someones feeling a little frisky...
its 11am for gods sake (cant wait for tonight i guess)

by the way...
i agree it is good.
u shood try getting blown while ur in a k-hole.
fu ckin weird but cool.

I bet Naitch jerked off to my post. Mwhahahahahahahahahahahaaha

Stop it, you're makin me all tingly and stuff.

;P

rollar = covert_mills_&_boon_Author.



~~bekk~~

bet hes not the only one...
quite a provocative read

whats the odds RollaR consumed a good pill and had tonnes of sex last night; and is hence indirectly retelling the story?

good on ya mate. keep it real.

/me thinks it all sounds overated.

Come Home,

Have a Shower, Get Changed, Fire up your Mac.
Open ProTools and start-being productive in music.

or buy an Akai Sampler and Say, GoodBye Life, Hello Grammy. (to quote groove armarda)

Peas,

Phats,

U need Armaguard again Phats. :p

Rollar - stellar work. lyw, aym (admire your work), fyw (fear your work)....

:-)

Nice Rollar, nice

/smokes post-coital cigarette/

Was it good for you, too?...

OMG..... cold shower!

k_x oxo

* Rolls eyes heavenwards *

@!#$, my keyboards all sticky.

Rollar - you didn't taste that great last night...

I've had better.

And your g/f tells you you that "the taste sensation goes through the roof", then she's a good, good woman. She's also lying

Good girls spit
Bad girls swallow
Really Bad Girls gargle.

Ever since Globule blew me when we did K together I've been pee-ing out of a stump. Its not recommended.

Twiddle Bug: Perception is reality

A stray THC particle crashes head on with a school of renegade MDMA atoms somewhere near your left
lobe

Champagne stuff there Mr Rollar. On par with Rollar 25:4-9.

LMFAO teknogeek.

Phats knows the score tho....
Ahh the sound of fresh tunes in the morning...

Please sir, can I have some more......

depends on whether you're a good girl, a bad girl, or a bad bad girl really doesn't it lb?

:-)

Technogeekery - you still haven't forgiven me for that have you?

I told you I thought it was a Chupa-chups - it was an honest mistake...

Pffft...come down sex. It aint nothing on a good old fashioned come down bat.

Lame, lame, lame.

Pills are for pussies.

Best sex I ever 'ad meself is sliding down the arse end of a bag of speed and a case of bourbon after a good old fashioned night of distorted guitar riffs and bangin' snare drums.

Love that .@!#$. Fucken jaw knawin' away with the frequent swig on a can of JB Black. Long flowing headjobs to match my long flowing mullet. Couple of bongs, can of VB and it's back to the main event. Get in and rumble with a bit of cockslockin action from Mr Big. Take that bitch!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAoooooooooooAAAAAAAAAAAaoooooooorrrrrr rgggggggggyyyyyyeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Suck a bong, light up a Winfield Red, drift to sleep and dream of being a rock god.

I miss my metal.

Viva le Anthrax

ur on pills now aren't u?

i'm nominating this for a pulitzer. brilliant investigative reporting rollar!

I am as innocent as they come........

Isn't that supposed to be ... I am as innocent as they come....... [sic]

Hahahahahahaha.

Well done one and all!

Pass the amyl please.

yes yes yes yes (oh sorry) , K hole sex is good )

mmm very true, now please excuse me...

hahaha... some of the best stuff uve done there rollar, i have to agree totally.

but when they leave? hehe

marisa, if you had to ask if was any good, then your pills obviously weren't !!

Pity my wife no longer wants to go clubbing.
I wish I'd taken the opportunity more over the last two years

memories, memories

Rollar, that extremely graphic description has completely captured the essence of come down sex IMO.
in fact i'd have to say that most of the best sex i've ever had has been on a come down, and definitely a few of my best performances...the part about the MDMA/THC interaction's effect on the game is absolutely spot on.

you're the guy Hustler pays to write in all their 'letters', aren't you

***closes eyes...........***


Bedrock

Where are all the Plastic ad haters now?

Come sex with pills doesn't do it for me. Now come down sex on acid... yeeeeaaaahhhheyaaa!!!!!

That rawks!!!

Present, 747.

Maybe I'm prudish, but I find this pretty tacky.

Still, whatever floats your boat...

Ooops, I meant come down sex....

Werd RZ-1!

k_thinx back...and has another cold shower_x oxo

yeah come down sex is good, often a marathon though, especially when Mr floppy comes to visit (so I have heard )

That's why acid is sooo good, no Mr Floppy problems Actually, sometimes it's the reverse....

haha.
i dont need no come down to go for a marathon.

LB:
I am as innocent as they cum........

GHB - you cant beat it