Figuring it out

[Lookingforadventure]

May i ask what the "total orgasms in one day” record is?

56!!!

To be fair, it was a long day with several sessions of fun.

[Matureone2560]

Well you were one lucky girl weren't you

[Lookingforadventure]

Well you were one lucky girl weren't you

Yes I was! I actually consider myself quite lucky most of the time. It isn't every woman who is blessed with an amazing lover for a husband, and also has freedom to play with fantastic lovers on the side.

The record-breaking day was Christmas Eve. I wrote about part of it in the thread already. It started with some early morning sex with D before we got out of bed, and included an impromptu car visit with G later that morning. When I got home from the car park, D was ready to hear all about my adventures, and that led to a few more orgasms....all before noon!

I had been planning to have a virtual play date with Sir later that day. (He had been busy at work for several weeks and we hadn't really been connecting all that much. He had let me know, though, that he'd have Christmas Eve off. Since COVID had prevented D and I from doing our regular Christmas Eve traditions, it seemed like a good time for us to set up a play session). Knowing that the playtime was forthcoming, D suggested that we set an orgasm goal for the day.

When Sir reached out (I think around 4 that afternoon), D filled him in on the plan and Sir was all for it. LOL.

It took 90 minutes or so, and I made use of two magic wands and several dildos. Plus, D joined me and helped with his hands, mouth, and cock near the end when I was physically exhausted and couldn't manage on my own anymore.

It was a very merry Christmas Eve for this wench (Sir's nickname for me), but my legs were shaky for a few hours.

[Matureone2560]

What a great lead into Christmas beautiful lady.

[Lookingforadventure]

What a great lead into Christmas beautiful lady.

Thank you charming man.

[Matureone2560]

What a great lead into Christmas beautiful lady.

Thank you charming man.

Awww shucks

[Lookingforadventure]

Yesterday, I woke up feeling excited. G and I have fallen into a rhythm of meeting together about once a month for a sex date. The timing depends a bit on our work schedules, so we usually compare calendars and select a date several weeks in advance. Then, we like to joke about watching the countdown clock as it gets closer and closer. When I woke up, the countdown clock was at “t minus 3 hours” until his cock was inside me!

First, however, I had to get the regular business of life out of the way. I walked the dog, made some chicken salad for the kids’ school lunches, emptied the dishwasher so that it was available for breakfast dishes, you get the idea.

I showered and attempted to select an outfit to wear. I had already decided on a rose colored teddy to wear as the base layer. I pulled that on and asked D if he approved. He did.

In fact, he pulled me onto the bed and told me to pull the lace to one side so he could taste me before I left. I laughed at his enthusiasm. He brought me right to the edge and said that I should probably wait to orgasm until I was with my boyfriend. He did, however, slide his fingers inside of me and ask me, “Whose cock do you want in here today?”

“Yours,” I answered truthfully, “but first I want G’s…and several times, too!”

D liked that answer. He suggested that I complement my lace teddy by wearing some thigh high stockings. It seemed like a great idea to me, except that try as I might, I couldn’t find matching stockings in my lingerie drawer. I had some charcoal grey ones, black with a seam up the back, black without the seam…but no two that matched.

When I did finally find a matching pair, they were not the elastic variety and would require garters to hold up. This teddy doesn’t have garters, so I’d have to rethink that part of my ensemble. In the end, I decided to scrap the idea, and pulled on leggings instead. Less sexy, but better for the cold weather anyway.

At this point, I was running quite a bit behind schedule. I added a sweater dress on top, and some knee high boots over the leggings. I also decided to let my hair air dry as I drove to the hotel. The overall look was ok. Not killer sexy, but good enough

D said I was hot. I smiled and said I was “hot-ish,” and that would suffice. He kissed me goodbye and told me to have fun.

I arrived at the hotel about 35 minutes later. I noticed that G and D had been texting while I drove. D told G how wet I was that morning in anticipation of our play date. He also said I was looking pretty hot in my lingerie, G said he looked forward to discovering what I had worn for him.

The exchange made me smile, not just because they were being very complimentary, but because I genuinely enjoy when D is engaged in my sexual exploits. He and I have talked, so I know that he’s ok with me playing, but it is nice to see that he’s excited about it too. I still sometimes get pangs of guilt and feel like I’m doing something bad by playing with others. Exchanges like these ease my anxiety.

I texted them both and said they were cute. I also let G know that I had arrived and gave him the room number after I checked in. Being a bit cheeky, I also reminded him what hotel I was at (since he went to the wrong one last month). He laughed and said he’d be there soon.

In the room, I decided to strip down to my teddy. I sent D a photo of me laying on the bed…waiting for my lover to arrive (see post in the hotties thread if you are interested). He texted back, “As I suspected, you are nearly naked already.” He knows me well. LOL.

G arrived….and liked the look. I believe his reaction was, “Are you trying to kill me?”

I had him naked and in my mouth within a few minutes.

I really do love the feel of a cock in my mouth. It makes me feel sexy and powerful to be able to control someone’s sexual pleasure like that. Being a gentleman, however, G believes that the lady should always cum first. He pulled me back to my feet, and kissed me as he led me over to the bed. He pushed me back and asked me to hold the lace of my teddy to one side as he leaned in for a taste.

He teased me a bit with kisses on my inner thigh and hot breath on my clit, but eventually he made contact. His whole face was soon buried between my pussy lips. There was a muffled “mmmm” at some point and amazing tongue skills. His hands reached up to play with my nipples. I came extremely hard.

Then G stood and slid his cock into me. I seriously love the feeling of him fucking me. (Later that day, we made D a video while I was riding G’s cock. I believe I moaned something like, “I love when other men fuck me!” D’s been watching that on repeat today). G alternated his pace. Sometimes slow, sometimes fast, sometimes moving his hips in a circle a bit as he explored the depths of me. It felt very good.

While I came again (and again) during this marathon fucking, G was determined not to cum just yet. He had a plan for a video for D. He described his idea as he was fucking me, and I told him I’d happily let him be the director and would follow his lead for the video shoot.

Eventually he convinced his cock to pull out of me G lay down on the bed. I stripped out of my lingerie and handed him my phone. He filmed as I took his cock in my mouth and commented on how it tasted like pussy. I licked my own juices from the base and ran my tongue along the full length. Then I took him deep in my throat.

I tried to smile at the camera as I enjoyed the feel of G in my mouth. He let me know that he was getting close. When I felt the first pulse of cum leaving him, I pulled my mouth off. I let his cum splash on my lips and cheeks. I rubbed his cock against my face as I continued to stroke it with my hand. Then I smiled at the camera as I licked my fingers and his cock clean. (D has enjoyed watching that video a few times too).

I think I’ll stop my post here, except to say that five hours later I returned home a very happy woman. D kissed me and said I was glowing and smelled like sex. We went to the bedroom and he licked me as I attempted to recount the details of my day.

I’m a very lucky woman.

[Matureone2560]

Geez K that's an awesome encounter.

D is sooo lucky to enjoy the video, it's like having his own porn star.

I'm visualising you taking his cock and him cumming all over those lucious lips and beautiful face.

No wonder you don't have a skin problem.

[Lookingforadventure]

Geez K that's an awesome encounter.

D is sooo lucky to enjoy the video, it's like having his own porn star.

I'm visualising you taking his cock and him cumming all over those lucious lips and beautiful face.

No wonder you don't have a skin problem.

Careful, or you will become my favorite ohw member.

[weluvtoodoit]

It is HARD not to like your retelling of that meet with G. Whew what a great day that must have been!

[Lookingforadventure]

It is HARD not to like your retelling of that meet with G. Whew what a great day that must have been!

I like what you did there.

It was a great day indeed. You'd think I'd be sated, but thinking about it just makes me want more.

[Matureone2560]

Geez K that's an awesome encounter.

D is sooo lucky to enjoy the video, it's like having his own porn star.

I'm visualising you taking his cock and him cumming all over those lucious lips and beautiful face.

No wonder you don't have a skin problem.

Careful, or you will become my favorite ohw member.

One could only wish to be bestowed such an honour beautiful lady.

[Lookingforadventure]

I’m not sure why, but lately I’ve been really enjoying car sex.

It is not about cost savings. I am perfectly capable of paying for a hotel room for play dates (and do still prefer hotels for long sessions of naked fun). It isn’t about the risk of being seen (although maybe a little bit. I do have a slight exhibitionist side). And it certainly isn’t about comfort. Car sex is made for young people who much more lithe and flexible than me.

For whatever reason, though, I’ve been enjoying this kink lately…so I’m just going with it. Let me share two recent torrid tales to spice up your afternoon.

The first took place about 10 days ago. G, who has probably earned boyfriend status by this point in our relationship, had been suckered into giving some friends of his a ride to the airport. He’d take them in their car, drop them off, then return their car to their driveway so that they didn’t have to pay for airport parking while they were away. Seeing their SUV with the large back seat made him think about me Since he’d be driving near-ish our house on his way back from the airport, he wondered if I might want to meet him somewhere. I was very game.

I have learned, through recent experiences, that car sex requires a bit of forthought. First, you have to choose an out-of-the-way location to meet. Second, you need to dress in a way that provides easy and convenient access.

For the first issue, we decided on a park near me (the park where we had first met and I had given him a blow job way back when). For the second issue, I removed my panties, pulled on a garter belt with thigh high stockings, and threw a modest church dress over top (it was Sunday). I had to get groceries that morning, and anyone I ran into at the store would have no idea what I was up to.

I was paying for groceries when G texted to say that he was leaving the airport and would be at the park in about 20 minutes. The timing was perfect. I arrived first and chose a parking spot in the back corner. Since it was the middle of winter, there were not many people in the park. The back corner would be especially private.

G pulled in a few minutes later. I got out of my car, left my bulky winter coat behind, and went to greet him. He got out of the driver’s seat to kiss me hello. I told him that he had a pretty nice car. He asked, with a smile, if I wanted to check out the back seat.

I most certainly did! Back seat inspector should be my future career.

As I slid across the bench seat, I noticed that G’s phone was on speaker and people were talking. “Are you in a meeting?” I asked him quietly. “Don’t worry. It’s muted,” he laughed as he slid in next to me. “It’s a quick conference call and I just need to listen. It should wrap up shortly.”

I rolled my eyes and shook my head at him but pulled him in for another kiss anyway. His hands were soon exploring my body and he seemed to enjoy the surprise under my dress. His cool fingers spread my warm pussy lips and played with my clit as we made out. It didn’t take long for me to orgasm.

My hands slid up his thigh and discovered that he was hard and ready for me. I told him that I wanted him and that he was going to have a hard time concentrating on his conference call. He smiled as he undid his pants.

I manoeuvred myself so that I could take him in my mouth. There was a bit of pre-cum already there that tasted salty on my tongue. As I took him deeper, I could hear him moan a little. He was definitely not paying attention to that meeting.

I tried to go slow, but I also get a little enthusiastic when I’m enjoying myself. My head was bobbing up and down at a fairly steady rhythm. He put his hand gently on my head and told me he was going to cum if I didn’t stop soon.

I took that to mean that he would prefer to cum somewhere else I let him slip out of my mouth. I leaned back on the backseat with my head against the window. I put one leg up on the seat and the other was still on the floor. My dress was bunched up around my waist. He climbed between my legs and rubbed his cock against my clit a few times.

He was hunched against the ceiling a bit awkwardly and I think his legs were probably at an uncomfortable angle, but the pleasure going on between my legs made it worthwhile (at least for me). He fucked me fast and hard until we both came.

We had just disentangled ourselves and were smoothing out our clothes when the people on the conference call said, “I think that about wraps it up.” G unmuted the phone and said, “Thanks everyone. Sounds good. Have a great Sunday.” Ha ha ha.

I kissed him goodbye and went home to put away the groceries with a load of cum inside me

Car sex story number two took place just a few hours ago. I woke up horny and while my husband promised to satisfy me later today, he also encouraged me to embrace my hot wife nature and seek out other cock as well. I laughed at him and said I’d see what I could do.

G texted me while I was walking the dog this morning and I made a proposition. I think it went something like this, “I was hoping I could convince you to meet me in a parking lot for a blow job later today.” He did not take much convincing.

This time, we met at the back corner of the parking lot by a train station. I was wearing knee high boots, thigh high stockings, and a sweater dress that just barely covered the lacy part of the tights. I gave my husband a quick show (he was on a call in his home office and smiled quite broadly as I spun for him), and got in the car to drive to the parking lot.

G and I pulled into the parking lot around the same time. I joined him in the front seat of his car and told him that this dress was definitely too short for thigh high stockings. The lacy bits kept exposing themselves when I bent or moved. He said I looked beautiful.

We kissed for a bit and his hands were soon under my dress. The plan had been for me to give him a quick blow job, but I also knew that he has a policy that the lady should always cum first. I had dressed for the occasion by leaving my panties at home. I wouldn’t want him to compromise his values!

G gently rubbed my clit between his fingers as we kissed and I was soon lifting my hips in response. After I came the first time, he slid his fingers inside me and brought me to orgasm again.

“This is a fun Tuesday!” I said to him with a smile.

His fingers were sticky with my juices, so I licked them clean. Then I leaned toward him and kissed him again while my hand stroked his crotch. He was rock hard. It was time for me to collect on my proposition.

He undid his pants and pulled out his cock. I bent over and took him in my mouth. It was exactly what I had been craving. I savoured the taste and feel of him in my mouth. I enjoyed the sounds he made as he leaned back and enjoyed it. I especially enjoyed it as he got close. His hips lifted slightly to push himself even deeper as he said, “this feels so fucking good.”

He pulsed several times in my mouth. I slowed my pace and used my tongue to massage the last of his cum out of him. I swallowed and gave his cock head a quick kiss goodbye.

“Thank you,” I said as I sat back up. It had been just what I wanted.

He thanked me in return and said that he liked my spontaneous Tuesday propositions. We chatted for a bit and then it was time to go. I tried to get out of the car without flashing anyone (I think I succeeded, other than G).

I texted D that I was on my way home with the taste of cum in my mouth. He agrees that car sex is pretty fun

[Mr1SexyGILF]

Very HOT.

Thank You for sharing your adventures.

Mr GILF

[Lookingforadventure]

Very HOT.

Thank You for sharing your adventures.

Mr GILF

Thank you for thinking they are hot

[Matureone2560]

You are such a naughty girl and we love your Spontaneous Tuesdays

[Fotodom]

Thanks for two VERY HOT stories! DANG girl, you are amazing.

[Lookingforadventure]

You are such a naughty girl and we love your Spontaneous Tuesdays

Thank you! I take "naughty" as a compliment

The only problem with Spontaneous Tuesdays is that now I'm in the mood for Spontaneous Wednesdays too.

[Lookingforadventure]

Thanks for two VERY HOT stories! DANG girl, you are amazing.

Thank you Fotodom. And funny coincidence, "you are amazing" is exactly what G said in the car yesterday

[kaskap79]

Thank you! I take "naughty" as a compliment
The only problem with Spontaneous Tuesdays is that now I'm in the mood for Spontaneous Wednesdays too.

Just come to Denmark and we can make every day spontaneous.

[Lookingforadventure]

Thank you! I take "naughty" as a compliment
The only problem with Spontaneous Tuesdays is that now I'm in the mood for Spontaneous Wednesdays too.

Just come to Denmark and we can make every day spontaneous.

I like how you think!

Plus, my daughter was learning about urban planning in high school geography. She was captivated by the circle gardens in some suburbs of Copenhagen, so now Denmark is on our family's vacation bucket list

[Lookingforadventure]

I haven't posted here in awhile and feel like there are some updates that are needed. I've shared some of them in the ladies lounge when I was seeking advice, but they are part of my story so maybe they should be here too. For example, I had a lovely Valentines Day hotel date with G. That probably warrants a post.

Adventurer has also been encouraging me to be open to new partners and experiences. We met one guy (6'6, fit, nice arm muscles and a sleeve of tattoos) to see if he might be a prospect for a MFM threesome. We went for a walk in the park to see what he was like...only to discover partway through that he's probably too closely connected to our real life for us to feel comfortable pursuing things with him.

Adventurer and I also met with a couple and tried swinging again.

Oh, and "Sir" has been chatting with me more again. We have an in-person play date planned for sometime in March.

Any interest in hearing any of those stories

[Whosbeensleeping]

On tenterhooks! xo

[JeffBingham]

Any interest in hearing any of those stories

All of the above!

[Lookingforadventure]

I was hoping someone would say that Jeff!

I think I’ll start with the story about meeting a new guy and then ruling him out.

It has been months since I have met anyone new for the purposes of sex. This is partly because of COVID, but also because I’ve felt rather content with my current mix of partners. G and I have been seeing each other at least monthly. It is fun and amazing and seems to get better and better every time.

“Sir” feeds a different appetite that I have. I haven’t played with him in person since November, but we’ve had some very fun virtual play times. Plus, I have hope that as COVID restrictions lift we’ll be able to get together again.

And of course, Adventurer is the man who shares my bed every day. I haven’t felt the need to add anything else to the mix.

My husband, however, is a very wise man. He reminded me that G is going on vacation for several weeks and “Sir” hadn’t committed to any specific dates to get together (and has been very busy at work lately). Adventurer suggested that I consider other options. There was no pressure to do anything with anyone, but keeping myself open to the possibility would keep me entertained while G is away and might uncover a new itch that I’d want to scratch.

We have an account on Adult Friend Finder and Adventurer is willing to be the point person on chatting with prospective people and weeding out the chaff (there’s a lot of chaff). When he finds someone that he thinks might be a good match, he sends the guy (or couple) over to Kik so I can get to know them.

I can readily admit that I’m very picky. Adventurer warns guys that I’ll require a fair bit of communication before I’m willing to meet or play. Once I start talking with them, I’m quite up front about what I’m looking for and not looking for. Many don’t make it past a conversation or two.

Recently, Adventurer introduced me to a guy and sent me a photo. I’ll call him Mr. Tall. In the photo, Mr. Tall was bare-chested, showing off both his muscles and his sexy arm tattoo. I admit that he was very attractive, but I’ve found that most guys who lead with a “hey look at me without my shirt on, aren’t my muscles big” kind of photo are not my type. They can be a bit too full of themselves and a bit lacking in their willingness to get to know someone before having sex. I was very skeptical.

Mr. Tall, however, impressed me. He was articulate and fun to chat with. He said that he had been a third for another couple for a few years, but that had recently ended. He was back on AFF because he wanted to find a similar dynamic. He wasn’t looking to have a lot of hookups. He wanted “friends and sexy fun” with a couple that could be ongoing.

Adventurer suggested that we have a quick meet and greet in person. This is where some guys disappear because they’ve been lying about who they are, they are actually married and can’t get away, or they really have no interest in doing anything in person. They just want to have sexy chats and masturbate.

Mr. Tall was not one of those guys. He was willing, and we made a date to meet at a local park for a walk. As for why I call him Mr. Tall, I wanted to warn him before we met that I’m quite tall (5’9). That can be intimidating to some guys and I don’t like getting that “whoa, you are taller than I thought” look when I first meet someone. He chuckled at my message though. He’s 6’6, even if I wore heels he’d be a lot taller than me.

The day of the meetup came. I messaged Mr. Tall to confirm our plan. He said he’d be there and was excited to meet us both.

Adventurer and I pulled into the parking lot and noticed a guy sitting in a pickup truck. He was older than Mr. Tall said he was, and looked quite a bit different too. I was mentally preparing for how to handle the fact that he had lied so boldly.

I texted Mr. Tall to say we had pulled in. “Are you parked next to a truck?” he asked. Oh dear. The truck guy really was him! But then he added, “I’m just a bit further down the lot. I’ll get out and walk towards you.” LOL.

He was pretty much exactly as he had described – tall, handsome, with a nice smile. I gave him a hug. Adventurer shook his hand. We all went for a walk together. We chatted about our previous experiences in the lifestyle and what we were looking for. I asked him why his previous relationship with the couple had ended. We also chatted a bit about work.

There were some awkward silences in the conversation, but mostly it was a good first meeting. There were no red flags and we seemed to be on the same page about what we wanted. There was not a lot of immediate chemistry, but I think everyone was just nervous. At one point, I turned to look at him as he was talking and our eyes locked. He gave me a mischievous smile that I thought had potential.

When we got back to the parking lot, I asked if I could kiss him. It was a rather spontaneous thing but I was still uncertain that there was any spark there. Plus, I really like kissing.

He smiled at me a second time. I had to stand on my toes to reach, and he kissed me very lightly. It wasn’t passionate or steamy, but he had nice lips. He kissed me a second time. It was nice. Not a 10 out of 10 (maybe a 6 or 7), but nice.

We said our goodbyes and I got into the car to debrief with Adventurer. I was still a bit on the fence on whether I wanted anything more. If Mr. Tall was willing to keep chatting and getting to know me, I thought there was potential there. Before I could say that, though, Adventurer asked, “He doesn’t work at [insert name of the place where Adventurer works here]”.

I said I had no idea. Something Mr. Tall had said while we walked had caused Adventurer to wonder. We knew Mr. Tall’s first name and based on his kik username we had an idea of his last initial. Adventurer took a look in his work’s employee directory and the name and photo popped up. While they work in different departments and their paths wouldn’t cross often, they had been copied on several of the same emails in the past.

Thus ends the story of me and Mr. Tall. The whole situation had too much potential to be awkward. We don’t want our sex adventures to collide with our real life.

I did feel really bad about the whole situation. Mr. Tall didn’t do or say anything bad. It wasn’t that he wasn’t attractive. And I couldn’t tell him the real reason why we didn’t want to see him again ( we don’t know that he made the connection to the fact that they work together. If he didn’t, we’d rather not draw attention to it). I wish there was a way to tell him that.

The moral of the story is: we might need to have an exclusion zone and rule out any people who live too close to us.

The other moral is that if you are a bull/third/boyfriend, please know that sometimes when someone says “I don’t think you are a match” it really has nothing to do with you. And I’m sorry.