Embarking on a whirlwind adventure together, since 2015 James and I have been traversing the globe, weaving one unforgettable experience with the next.
Our journey began in Toronto, where we laid the foundation of our relationship over two enchanting years. Since then, we’ve become nomads, venturing across continents, immersing ourselves in diverse cultures, discovering hidden gems along the way.
From the pristine shores of the Caribbean to the sun-kissed coastlines of France, and from the bustling metropolises of Europe to the charm of the southern United States, we’ve covered so much ground.
Each destination has gifted us with its own brand of magic and memories that will last a lifetime. Through it all, James and I have had each other, but also this insatiable desire for something more.
When you travel the way we have and for so long, meeting people is an inevitable part of the journey. But community is a challenge when you’re constantly changing locations.
We are fortunate enough to have profound friendships with many people across the globe. The trouble is, they’re spread out, like corners of a spider web – each a jewel separated from the other. Oh, what we’d give to have all our people in one place…
That desire is what led us to our first Frolicon Convention in Atlanta, Georgia.
It may sound odd, but we won’t settle for just any kind of community. We made a pact that once we arrived in the US, we would explore kink and other adult scenes, in hopes of finding our people.
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As we walked through the doors of the convention, a wave of excitement and anticipation washed over us. The sight that greeted us was nothing short of awe-inspiring. Every kink, colour, age and body type was present. The air was full of exploration, acceptance, and celebration of individuality.
It was a melting pot of desires and fantasies, a place where everyone was free to be their true selves.
One kinkster kneeled, puppy eared and panting, waiting for passersby to give them a pat or a cuddle, while just a few steps away, a foot fetishist indulged attendees with soothing foot massages.
Amidst the sea of kinksters and Froliconers, I found myself gazing as if I were in a museum – admiring the individuality of each person that passed me.
Societal norms and expectations are non-existent in this space. It is safe and inclusive; authenticity, creativity and connection reigned within those walls. I felt empowerment, and thought, “I can fully embrace my Quean here.”
For this reason, I want to take you on our three-day journey through our first Frolicon experience. Although we left with but a few numbers in our pockets, we experienced a profound sense of belonging.
Knowing a kink show of this magnitude sold out brings me an overwhelming sense of relief and reassurance:
There are countless others who share our passions and desires!
Let this article do for you what Frolicon did for me:
Let it be a reminder that your journey of self-expression is valid, cherished, and shared by an incredible network of like-minded individuals, even if you haven’t met them yet.
Frolicon: Where “Nerdy Meets Naughty”
“Frolicon is the unique juxtaposition of the geek and kink worlds celebrated in glorious fashion in the heart of downtown Atlanta. Each year we celebrate our unique sense of fun and frivolity with 2000 of our closest friends. What’s your poison? We’ve got it all. Kink. Gaming. Burlesque. Music. Costuming. Parties. Art. Parties. And more!”
– Frolicon
This year was the 17th annual convention, with a focus on (drum roll, please), STAR WARS (May the fourth be with you!)!
Day One: Virgin Sacrifice + Front Row to Sybian Duals
Every year, Frolicon kicks things off with its thrilling and unconventional ritual known as the “Virgin Sacrifice.” Despite its ominous name, it proved to be an exhilarating (and hilarious!) experience.
The main ballroom of the venue transformed into an electric atmosphere and attendees were divided into two distinct groups:
On the right side, eager and wide-eyed Frolicon first-timers gathered, while on the left, seasoned Frolicon “veterans” exuded a palpable sense of anticipation (they knew what was coming).
The hosts orchestrated the event with exceptional precision, beckoning groups of “virgins” to the stage to undergo a series of initiation tasks in front of the enthralled veterans and other naive virgins.
With inclusivity at its core, every individual who wished to participate was given a chance to showcase their skills and embrace the vibrant spirit of Frolicon.
Initiations ranged from: who could make the best sci-fi sound effects, paying homage to the ‘Geek’ essence of the convention; steamy dance performances like ‘who gives the best helmet’ (contestants showcased their skills on an astronaut helmet) and twerk-offs. It was an unforgettable experience for all involved (yes, including James and me).
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One valuable personal lesson I received from Frolicon was that when it comes to pleasure, you can never know enough. Frolicon introduced me to an array of new kinks and activities, including the unexpected Sybian duals.
For those who don’t know, a Sybian is a masturbation device. It’s shaped like a saddle, where the user can sit and receive vibratory stimulation. You can also add shaft-like attachments for internal stimulation as well.
Prior to attending, I was completely unaware that Sybian duals existed. If you’re also unfamiliar with it, let me enlighten you:
Seated in the front row of the ballroom, the same venue that hosted the Virgin Sacrifice, James and I eagerly awaited the show. Onstage, two Sybians were positioned about a foot apart, covered with transparent plastic sheets. A panel of judges took their positions, outlining their criteria:
Contestants would be rated on their moans and pleasure sounds, facial expressions, and body movements.
The anticipation mounted as two contestants bravely emerged, baring all, and carefully positioned themselves upon the Sybians, facing each other. Then, with a dramatic twist, their controllers were exchanged, granting each participant complete control over the other’s pleasure-inducing device.
What unfolded was a live, interactive erotic performance, where laughter and enthusiastic cheers from the audience mingled with the contestants’ moans. We were all there, encouraging their orgasms and reveling in the uninhibited celebration of pleasure.
Day Two: Primal Play + Space Sex Parties
Frolicon, true to its reputation, offers a nonstop array of workshops and activities that demand careful consideration in order to create a well-planned schedule.
James and I were faced with the challenge of navigating the myriad of options, determined to make the most of our time. Among the standout experiences of day two were the Primal Party and the Space Sex Party.
The Primal Party was a revelation to us, an encounter with a concept we’d never heard of before.
Picture a vast wrestling mat spread across the floor, encircled by groups of individuals in a kneeling position. As the music began, two participants from the group crawled onto the mat, adopting primal stances and movements like untamed creatures on the verge of pouncing.
We realized quickly this event was a haven for those who enjoyed embodying and expressing their animalistic instincts during intimate encounters.
Although we didn’t linger to witness the full extent of the party, I was taken aback by the surge of arousal within me as I watched a pair engaging in passionate predator-prey wrestling, mixed with kissing and ferocious desire.
James was not surprised by my turn-on, as he’s witnessed firsthand my innate craving for his raw, internal animal. It’s a kink that I’m delighted to have discovered, as it had always existed within me, albeit without a label.
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The Space Sex Party unfolded within one of the convention’s larger spaces, transformed into an immersive playground of desire. A table adorned with a spectrum of colourful bead lights let attendees select and attach a light to their attire, indicating their specific desires and intentions. James opted for a pink light, signaling his interest in engaging with women, while I chose a white light, signifying my voyeuristic needs.
In the end, James and I chose to be spectators rather than active participants. We found a comfortable spot to sit and observed the scenes unfolding before us. One particular couple caught our attention as they engaged in an enticing display of bondage. The woman’s lower half was provocatively exposed to the room, while her upper half remained hidden behind a wall. Her husband eagerly awaited passersby, offering them condoms and a chance to experience his wife. While one man began penetrating her, she pleasured her husband on the other side of the barrier. It was tantalizing!
The venue itself offered various spaces for exploration, including mats scattered across the floor and a sex swing tucked in a far corner. Bodies moved like waves, moans drowned out by the bombastic sounds of music.
Out of everything I witnessed, what struck me the most was the prevalence of green lights among the attendees, symbolizing their openness to experiences with individuals of any gender or sex. That left a lasting impression on me:
Pleasure and connection have the power of weaving expansive and boundless experiences.
Day Three: Burlesque, Karaoke, + Froliprom
The best thing about Frolicon is the juxtaposition between the unabashedly sexual workshops and activities and the opportunities for genuine connection and socialization.
This unique blend of experiences catered to diverse desires and interests, ensuring there was something for everyone. On one hand, there were workshops that delved into the depths of sexual exploration, such as the hands-on squirting workshop. On the other hand, there were engaging activities and events that fostered camaraderie and created friendships, like adult trivia, adult charades, and adult daycare.
This balance allowed the co-existence of desires and the forging of friendships, making Frolicon a well-rounded experience.
Take for instance our final day at Frolicon. James and I kicked off the day with adult trivia, where we tested our knowledge and had a blast getting to know fellow participants. Later, we indulged in a unique karaoke experience that blended live music with burlesque performances. Burlesque dancers playfully and comically accompanied the karaoke singers on stage, sashaying and teasing the audience.
As the evening unfolded, the ballroom transformed into the vibrant setting of Froliprom, a lively gathering where kinksters united for an evening of dancing and mingling.
There was never a dull moment or interaction!
See you next year?
Looking ahead to next year’s Frolicon, James and I have crafted a plan to beat this year’s experience.
First and foremost, we’ve decided to book on-site accommodations, allowing us the luxury of rejuvenating naps and easy access to the private sex parties that await us after dark. This was recommended to us by many Froliconers! Also, we’ll meticulously plan our agenda in advance, away from the on-site distractions. This will allow us to determine priority activities and workshops.
Secondly, we aim to arrive at the convention early – you know, so I can get a naked yoga session in – and stay until the very end, savouring every moment.
I also intend to do some personal growth work before the next Frolicon, aiming to address internal obstacles I experienced this year that kept me hidden on the sidelines. Perhaps then, I can eagerly participate in the primal party next year…
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Whether or not you find yourself drawn to the activities we participated in, there are several workshops and activities happening simultaneously at Frolicon. We took our time to carefully decide which ones we would attend. Our choices were primarily based on two factors: 1) they offered unique experiences, at least for us, and 2) they were interactive, providing us with the opportunity to engage with and speak to people.
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In the end, we all strive to find our community, don’t we? At Frolicon, James and I found ourselves immersed in a vibrant and diverse kink community, where the atmosphere was charged with electric energy. It granted us the freedom to authentically express ourselves and push our personal boundaries. This unforgettable event offered not just entertainment, but also opportunities for personal growth and expansion. It’s an experience that stays with you long after it’s over, leaving you with cherished memories and a sense of belonging.
Until next year,
Fuck well, friends!
Quean Mo xx
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