Figuring it out

[Lookingforadventure]

You write: My husband is an excellent gift giver.
What you give in return is intangible, beyond price.

. Thank you

[Lookingforadventure]

Part 3 of the birthday date:

I wasn’t sure about sharing this part because it is less about sex and more about the fun of being out with my boyfriend. I’m not sure that it will be as appreciated by all of the readers as erotic tales between the sheets, but I do know that some of the ladies on this site also enjoy a bit of wining and dining with their lovers. This is for them.

After a few hours in the hotel, G and I decided to take that afternoon walk after all. We got dressed and headed outside. It was a lovely fall day with lots of tourists. We held hands and enjoyed looking in shop windows and talking about whatever came to mind. It really is the best part of having a friend with benefits. Ok, the “benefits” are pretty good too, LOL, but I like the genuine friendship that has evolved.

At one point, I spotted a brewery that I had been to on previous visits with Adventurer. I suggested we get a pint. We crossed the street and sat at the bar. The bartender was a young woman and we enjoyed chatting with her about the day, an event going on upstairs, the beer selection that day, etc. G also said that he needed to buy me a gift.

On our previous overnight date, I had taken G to a brewery and he ended up buying me a t-shirt to commemorate the occasion. He finds it humorous when I tell him that I’m wearing that shirt out with my parents, or in some other situation where those I am with would be scandalized if they knew it was a gift from a lover. He thought it would be a fun tradition to buy me something on this trip as well.

I told him that he really didn’t have to. He had already given me some lingerie, not to mention the gift of his time, but he insisted.

“Don’t you think this will look beautiful on her,” he asked the bartender.

I laughed and tried on the zip-up sweater he had picked out. It fit nicely and would actually be helpful because the weather was turning cooler now that it was fall. I kissed him a thank-you as he told the bartender to add it to our tab.

During our visit, there was a lot of touching…not overtly sexual, but a hand on a thigh or quick kiss. I’m sure the bartender thought we were cute.

“I wonder if Adventurer would like me to pick him up some beer while I’m here,” I asked. I sent him a text. He responded that he’d love some and asked me to surprise him. So G and I went to the beer fridge to pick out a selection. We talked openly about what Adventurer might like, what he had had in the past, etc.

I’m curious who the bartender thought we were buying for since I’m quite sure she assumed G was my husband, but either way it was fun to shop in public for my husband with my boyfriend

p.s. At dinner G had made the reservation and when they asked him if it was for a special occasion he didn't think I'd want them to sing to me for my birthday. He told them it was "date night." The staff kept commenting to us about "I hear it is date night" and "what's next for date night." G told them that after dinner we were going to walk to the nearby park and makeout. LOL.

[KinkyBear]

Very sweet and fun story. I am glad you posted it. At least one guy here appreciates the full story including spicy and less spicy parts. Thanks for sharing!

[farmerJ]

Very sweet and fun story. I am glad you posted it. At least one guy here appreciates the full story including spicy and less spicy parts. Thanks for sharing!

Spot on Kinky, great story!

[Lookingforadventure]

Very sweet and fun story. I am glad you posted it. At least one guy here appreciates the full story including spicy and less spicy parts. Thanks for sharing!

Thank you Kinky Bear.

[Lookingforadventure]

Spot on Kinky, great story!

Thanks Farmer J

[solstice]

Lfa writes: some of the ladies on this site also enjoy a bit of wining and dining with their lovers. This is for them.

I also enjoyed part 3, although if there is any suggestion, that it is appealing to my feminine disposition, I will hotly deny it:.... Do I protest too much?

[Her number1]

I loved your story of the date, I think it appeals to many of us. Getting to see, to know, more of you and your relationship is as worthy as your sexual side. Actually they are the just different perspectives of the same whole making up a wonderful woman.

[Lookingforadventure]

Lfa writes: some of the ladies on this site also enjoy a bit of wining and dining with their lovers. This is for them.

I also enjoyed part 3, although if there is any suggestion, that it is appealing to my feminine disposition, I will hotly deny it:.... Do I protest too much?

Thanks Solstice. For the record, men who are in touch with their "feminine" side (if that is what you'd call sensitivity, emotional connection, etc) are very sexy

[Lookingforadventure]

I loved your story of the date, I think it appeals to many of us. Getting to see, to know, more of you and your relationship is as worthy as your sexual side. Actually they are the just different perspectives of the same whole making up a wonderful woman.

Thank you Her Number 1. You are pretty wonderful too.

[hoping_she_will_1day]

LFA, your stories are so enjoyable. I sense that you're too modest to admit it, but you must know that you've captivated many readers here. Don't hesitate to share whatever you wish!

[NewtonBlade]

LFA, your stories are so enjoyable. I sense that you're too modest to admit it, but you must know that you've captivated many readers here. Don't hesitate to share whatever you wish!

Agreed 100%. You're a sweetheart, LFA.

[farmerJ]

I agree Newton, 100% sweetheart

[Lookingforadventure]

LFA, your stories are so enjoyable. I sense that you're too modest to admit it, but you must know that you've captivated many readers here. Don't hesitate to share whatever you wish!

You are so sweet. Thank you.

[Lookingforadventure]

I agree Newton, 100% sweetheart

I guess my devilish nature has been well disguised

[ofrdcple]

Part 3 of the birthday date:

I wasn’t sure about sharing this part because it is less about sex and more about the fun of being out with my boyfriend. I’m not sure that it will be as appreciated by all of the readers as erotic tales between the sheets, but I do know that some of the ladies on this site also enjoy a bit of wining and dining with their lovers. This is for them.

There's still some of us around that are doing plenty of erotic stuff between the sheets ourselves. So the
erotic" or "pornlike" aspect isn't all that important. Thanks for sharing with us. I love it when I'm reading something from someone that I feel I kind of know (at least a little).

You guys are one of the couples that make me feel guilty about us not participating much anymore. Again, thank you !

[Long Lurker 34]

LFA, your stories are so enjoyable. I sense that you're too modest to admit it, but you must know that you've captivated many readers here. Don't hesitate to share whatever you wish!

Agreed 100%. You're a sweetheart, LFA.

NB - Pardon me just hijacking your reply.

LFA - There have so many excellent replies to your delightful last post. I think, for many, what goes on in this sort of arrangement outside the physical is as intriguing as the sweaty side. And you, my dear, portray it so well and I suspect many wish their situations were half as good as what you have. Continue to have fun!

[Lookingforadventure]

Thank you everyone. You are all very kind and supportive. I'm happy to hear that the story of my journey - both the sweet and the spicy bits - is appreciated.

With that in mind, I will let you all know that tomorrow is the last day of September...which means it is the end of my birthday month. In honour of the occasion, Adventurer and I are meeting "Sir" for an afternoon of depravity

It will not be sweet.

We've rented a dungeon/BDSM space for a few hours. The place we have used in the past was booked, so we are trying somewhere new. It has a large cage (Adventurer has promised that I can suck his cock through the bars....if I'm very, very good). It has a St. Andrew's cross (I anticipate some flogging). And it has a full-sized bed (which I have been told will be rigged with chains to restrain me). What I'm especially intrigued by, however, is the professional fucking machine!

If you have used one before, don't tell me (yet). I am quite curious to see what I think of it and don't want to be swayed in my eager anticipation!

If you've read my thread, you know that Sir is sometimes a bit too busy to be a consistent play partner. It is the only complaint I really have ever had against him. I'm happy to report, however, that he's been great at teasing me this week. Yesterday he kept sending me photos (from the internet) of women in different states of bondage and asking me to rate how much I would enjoy that activity on Friday.

Woman bent over the bed, hands cuffed behind her back but with enough slack that she can hold her ass cheeks apart for fucking? That's a strong "yes please" from me.

Woman tied, legs splayed, with some sort of contraption that looks a bit like a mousetrap attached to her clit? Um, that would be a hard "no." I hadn't thought to put that on my limits list, but it is now

He just chuckled at me and said, "You never know if you don't ask."

Based on the photos sent, I do think that tomorrow will include some breast bondage. It is something that Sir really enjoys but we have never tried together. He pointed out that I have "ample goods" to work with, so he's excited to play with them. I'm excited to see what it might be like to have them bound tightly...in addition to groped and manhandled.

I will report back after my birthday celebration is complete.

[KinkyBear]

An excellent complement to the previous sweetness! Enjoy!

I’m looking forward to the spicy story!

[rascalnvixen]

you know..... Some women celebrate their birthday month as the month leading up to their birthday as well as the month after their birthday!!!! Milk it, Baby!!!!

Rascal

[Lookingforadventure]

An excellent complement to the previous sweetness! Enjoy!

I’m looking forward to the spicy story!

I'm looking forward to living it

[Lookingforadventure]

you know..... Some women celebrate their birthday month as the month leading up to their birthday as well as the month after their birthday!!!! Milk it, Baby!!!!

Rascal

The birthday has come and gone. In my new found maturity, I think restricting the celebrations to one month is probably sensible. With that said, October is Canadian Thanksgiving... and Halloween. And then there is American Thanksgiving in November. Lots of opportunities for celebrating in sexy ways.

[Johng1953]

Looking forward to vicariously celebrating both of America's and Canada's holidays with you!

[Lookingforadventure]

In the lead-up to the final celebration of my birthday, I was a bit in my head. I haven’t been feeling very attractive lately (just a phase. It will pass) and my self doubts combined with Sir’s laissez faire attitude about getting together is not necessarily a great combination.

What I mean by that is that Sir hasn’t been chatting with me a whole lot on kik these days. Because of work busyness, we haven’t found much time for virtual play sessions, either, and the last time we saw each other in person was late March!

At this point, I wasn’t entirely convinced that he was excited to get together in person again. What if he was just doing it because he knew it was my birthday and he wanted to be nice? I never want to be anyone’s pity fuck, or their “I guess she’ll do because no one else is around” person.

So I was feeling a bit meh about things, but also excited because I do enjoy spending time with Sir, and he and Adventurer are great about pushing my body to new limits. I guess my feelings were complicated.

The day before our get together, Sir did a good job of stepping up. He sent me texts all day long with photos about what we might do together. Some were very arousing. Others just made me laugh because they were so ridiculous. I enjoyed the attention and the fact that he was at work thinking about it. Maybe that makes me a bit self-centered, but it worked. It planted seeds of fantasy in my mind that did a great job of growing my arousal.

Friday morning, Adventurer got in on the fun. In a group chat with Sir, he instructed me to remove my pants after the kids left for school. Then I was instructed to remove my panties too. I had to edge myself a couple of times (but no cumming) as I worked from home naked from the waist down. A bit later, Sir suggested that I slide a butt plug in. He also provided some ideas of what to pack in the sex bag for our afternoon together. It all helped get me in the right frame of mind.

Adventurer and I arrived at the space first (pants were permitted for the drive). We unlocked the door and took a look around. It was a new-to-us space and was quite well equipped. There was a wall of spanking implements, a St. Andrew’s cross, a dresser filled with dildos and vibrators, a bed next to a wall of cuffs, chains, and leashes…you get the idea.

Adventurer told me to get naked. He put a steel collar around my neck and attached a leash. Sir had told me to clamp my nipples and be plugged and gagged when he arrived. I found the appropriate toys and followed those instructions. When Sir knocked on the door, I was standing naked in the center of the room with my hands behind my head, my legs spread, a ball gag in my mouth, a steel plug in my butt, and clover clamps on my nippes.

Adventurer let Sir in. The two men shook hands and Sir came over to say hello to me. His hands roamed my body and gave the clamp chain a bit of a tug, as he smiled and said it was good to see me again.

“Doesn’t the wench look beautiful today?” Adventurer asked as he sat in a chair to watch.

“That she does,” said Sir. “And I suspect she’s already wet too”

He dipped his fingers down to rub my clit and slide between my labia. He was right. I was soaked. He groped my breasts a bit and then took something out of his bag while he was standing behind me. I was not allowed to turn.

Sir told me to lower my hands and put them behind my back. Soon I was locked in a very solid pair of handcuffs. The good part about hands being cuffed behind my back, though, is that they are conveniently located to feel an erection in a Sir’s pants while he’s behind you and playing with your breasts

Sir removed my ball gag and helped me to my knees. Then he lowered his shorts and brought his cock to my mouth. Let’s just say that it was evident that he was, in fact, excited to be there.

Throughout the afternoon, Sir’s cock regularly found its way into my mouth. I am quite proud of how well I did with face fucking and deep throating. Sometimes I gagged a little, and I frequently drooled, but I was able to hold his cock deep in my throat for several seconds, several times in a row.

His hands were in my hair guiding me and holding me where he wanted, but the pressure was always light enough that I could pull up and breathe when I needed to. That meant that I really was in control of the situation, and I’m proud that I was able to control my gagging, and figure out breathing to do it longer and harder than I have ever done it in the past.

After the first face fucking session, I got up from my knees and Adventurer came over to tell me how sexy it was to see me as a drooly mess (and I really was a mess! Spit and drool dripped down from my chin and all over my chest). Adventurer kissed me as Sir helped me out of the cuffs.

Lest you think that Adventurer was just a passive spectator, I also deep throated his cock that day….sometimes his cock was fucking my mouth as Sir was pounding my ass hard with a dildo. In turn, Adventurer spanked and flogged my ass while I was deep throating Sir (Sir also kept a hand on my nipple at that time so that if I flinched from the spanking my nipple would get a pinch).

The two also worked together to introduce me to the fucking machine, and to help me orgasm repeatedly with e-stim and the magic wand. (Note to those who are interested: a fucking machine is an amazing invention. I came repeatedly).

A few other new-to-me experiences included trying out a leather hood (it muffled sound, had a blind fold and only left a small hole for my mouth), and a full body harness/bag. Neither were really my thing, but it was fun to experiment.

All in all it was a wonderful day. The space had a large mirror in the middle of the room. Every once in a while I’d catch a glimpse of myself. I’m not sure that it helped in making me feel more attractive - I had drool on my breasts, squirt running down my thighs, my hair was a tousled mess from being used as a hand hold, my ass was pink, my nipples were hard, I was sweaty and flushed - but I did feel very sexy.

[Long Lurker 34]

In the lead-up to the final celebration of my birthday, I was a bit in my head. I haven’t been feeling very attractive lately (just a phase. It will pass) and my self doubts combined with Sir’s laissez faire attitude about getting together is not necessarily a great combination.

What I mean by that is that Sir hasn’t been chatting with me a whole lot on kik these days. Because of work busyness, we haven’t found much time for virtual play sessions, either, and the last time we saw each other in person was late March!

At this point, I wasn’t entirely convinced that he was excited to get together in person again. What if he was just doing it because he knew it was my birthday and he wanted to be nice? I never want to be anyone’s pity fuck, or their “I guess she’ll do because no one else is around” person.

So I was feeling a bit meh about things, but also excited because I do enjoy spending time with Sir, and he and Adventurer are great about pushing my body to new limits. I guess my feelings were complicated.

The day before our get together, Sir did a good job of stepping up. He sent me texts all day long with photos about what we might do together. Some were very arousing. Others just made me laugh because they were so ridiculous. I enjoyed the attention and the fact that he was at work thinking about it. Maybe that makes me a bit self-centered, but it worked. It planted seeds of fantasy in my mind that did a great job of growing my arousal.

Friday morning, Adventurer got in on the fun. In a group chat with Sir, he instructed me to remove my pants after the kids left for school. Then I was instructed to remove my panties too. I had to edge myself a couple of times (but no cumming) as I worked from home naked from the waist down. A bit later, Sir suggested that I slide a butt plug in. He also provided some ideas of what to pack in the sex bag for our afternoon together. It all helped get me in the right frame of mind.

Adventurer and I arrived at the space first (pants were permitted for the drive). We unlocked the door and took a look around. It was a new-to-us space and was quite well equipped. There was a wall of spanking implements, a St. Andrew’s cross, a dresser filled with dildos and vibrators, a bed next to a wall of cuffs, chains, and leashes…you get the idea.

Adventurer told me to get naked. He put a steel collar around my neck and attached a leash. Sir had told me to clamp my nipples and be plugged and gagged when he arrived. I found the appropriate toys and followed those instructions. When Sir knocked on the door, I was standing naked in the center of the room with my hands behind my head, my legs spread, a ball gag in my mouth, a steel plug in my butt, and clover clamps on my nippes.

Adventurer let Sir in. The two men shook hands and Sir came over to say hello to me. His hands roamed my body and gave the clamp chain a bit of a tug, as he smiled and said it was good to see me again.

“Doesn’t the wench look beautiful today?” Adventurer asked as he sat in a chair to watch.

“That she does,” said Sir. “And I suspect she’s already wet too”

He dipped his fingers down to rub my clit and slide between my labia. He was right. I was soaked. He groped my breasts a bit and then took something out of his bag while he was standing behind me. I was not allowed to turn.

Sir told me to lower my hands and put them behind my back. Soon I was locked in a very solid pair of handcuffs. The good part about hands being cuffed behind my back, though, is that they are conveniently located to feel an erection in a Sir’s pants while he’s behind you and playing with your breasts

Sir removed my ball gag and helped me to my knees. Then he lowered his shorts and brought his cock to my mouth. Let’s just say that it was evident that he was, in fact, excited to be there.

Throughout the afternoon, Sir’s cock regularly found its way into my mouth. I am quite proud of how well I did with face fucking and deep throating. Sometimes I gagged a little, and I frequently drooled, but I was able to hold his cock deep in my throat for several seconds, several times in a row.

His hands were in my hair guiding me and holding me where he wanted, but the pressure was always light enough that I could pull up and breathe when I needed to. That meant that I really was in control of the situation, and I’m proud that I was able to control my gagging, and figure out breathing to do it longer and harder than I have ever done it in the past.

After the first face fucking session, I got up from my knees and Adventurer came over to tell me how sexy it was to see me as a drooly mess (and I really was a mess! Spit and drool dripped down from my chin and all over my chest). Adventurer kissed me as Sir helped me out of the cuffs.

Lest you think that Adventurer was just a passive spectator, I also deep throated his cock that day….sometimes his cock was fucking my mouth as Sir was pounding my ass hard with a dildo. In turn, Adventurer spanked and flogged my ass while I was deep throating Sir (Sir also kept a hand on my nipple at that time so that if I flinched from the spanking my nipple would get a pinch).

The two also worked together to introduce me to the fucking machine, and to help me orgasm repeatedly with e-stim and the magic wand. (Note to those who are interested: a fucking machine is an amazing invention. I came repeatedly).

A few other new-to-me experiences included trying out a leather hood (it muffled sound, had a blind fold and only left a small hole for my mouth), and a full body harness/bag. Neither were really my thing, but it was fun to experiment.

All in all it was a wonderful day. The space had a large mirror in the middle of the room. Every once in a while I’d catch a glimpse of myself. I’m not sure that it helped in making me feel more attractive - I had drool on my breasts, squirt running down my thighs, my hair was a tousled mess from being used as a hand hold, my ass was pink, my nipples were hard, I was sweaty and flushed - but I did feel very sexy.

LFA - Seems like yesterday you were tied having a good day.
RE: The drooling. I guess we will have to start a go-fund-me campaign to buy you a bib.
Judging from how much you enjoyed the fucking machine, might I suggest you take a look at/for, the sadly past "House of Gord". As opposed, in my opinion, to a lot of sites that have a mean feel to them, his, to me always had a sense of fun and humour and a tremendous amount imagination.