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DAY 7 : YOUR TOYBOX…What’s your favourite toy or item of equipment?

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i know i am behind… work has been crazy and has caused me to be away from you… so i will try to get caught up.

My favorite toy is the rabbit vibrator.

i love being told “start masturbating and don’t cum until i tell you.” And using my rabbit.

It’s a basic toy. i know. But sometimes, go back to the basics.

This is the second one i’ve had. i can cum faster than anything with that toy!

And just so you know… i have a large toy box.. handcuffs, finger cuffs, ropes, spreader bar, a lot of monster dildos, one that is custom made, inflatable dildo, a fist dildo, remote control bullets..

Oh speaking of bullet…Besides the rabbit, my 2nd fav toy is the remote control bullet. It is controlled by an app. Anywhere in the world. And when David takes control, it goes on/off at random times and is amazing!

Hugs,

Marie

Day 6 of 30: My Submission

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DAY 6 : FANTASIES…Describe your weirdest/most interesting sexual fantasy.

Well… this could get interesting reading what others say about their “most interesting sexual fantasy”….

So here’s mine…..

While i don’t have a desire to be a slave or a “little” full time, i do fantasize about it all coming together on occasion.

Submission… with a little slave… with a little of little… my version told like a read-able fiction story…

He said, “get on your knees like a good girl should be.”

And i dropped to the floor. i know to have my legs spread and my hands turned – palms up – while they rest on my knees. And of course, i already stripped all clothing off when i heard the garage door open. My eyes downcast toward the floor, and back arched so to make my boobs stand out instead of sagging inward.

He steps toward me putting one foot between my legs. He is so close that i feel the tip of his shoe against my clit. i immediately get wet between my legs because i’ve been trained to be ready for him at all times and now the slightest touch sets me off.

He leans down near my face, puts a hand under my chin to pull my face upward to him and he says, “what a good girl you are. Has my little girl been good enough to get a reward?”

i feel my pussy juices flow even more with his touch on my face and his words directed at me. i am pleasing to my Master and husband, which makes me fill with joy in my heart and cum in my pussy.

i calmly and quietly say in my best little girl voice, “yes Sir, i have been.”

He says, “good. Then i have an evening of fun planned for us both. And we have to get you ready now. I need you to get on all fours on top the coffee table.”

i just say “Yes Sir” and do as i am told. And i wait.

Sir leaves the room and comes back in a short minute with toys in hand. i look to see he has a mouth gag, a blindfold, and a spreader bar. The bar that has two sets of side-by-side cuffs attached to it on either end. i know that means my ankles will he strapped into the outside cuffs and my wrists will be strapped in the inside cuffs, with my arms stretched down between my legs.

i turn over to be on all fours where Sir straps on the mouth gag. He’s not speaking to me but that’s ok, i trust him. And he strap my ankles into the outside cuffs and snap the locks. i turned back over onto my knees and slide my arms down between my legs so that my shoulder is on the table with my ass is in the air where Sir straps my wrists to the bar and applies those locks also.

Then he puts the blindfold on. i can’t see anything. But i hear everything.

And i wait.

i didn’t have to wait long.

i heard the doorbell ring.

i heard Sir go down the entry way hall to answer the door.

i hear men’s voices.

i recognize them all.

It is all of Sir’s golfing buddies.

In total, i know he plays golf with about 10-different guys, and it sounds like at least half of them have come to our house.

After Sir welcomes them into our house, i hear Sir say, “yes, of course she’s ready! I already told you she would be. Come see for yourself.”

And i heard the footsteps coming down the hall to open into our living room where i was on display. My heart races. Sir has never done this before. i am suddenly grateful he put the gag in my mouth so i can’t object and the blindfold on my face so he can’t see my worry.

That’s when i heard a collective gasp, with a “oh wow!” And a laugh too.

And Sir said, “can I get you all something to eat and drink? Watching football today is going to be an interactive sport gentlemen. Eat, drink, and use my wife in any way you desire. She’s here to please. Aren’t you sweetheart?”

And through my mouth gag i try saying, “yes Sir” but it came out all garbled. Everyone laughed. And i heard Sir say, “well, you heard the woman… no objections! Men, let’s have an amazing Sunday to remember!”

And i heard a whole lot of zippers coming down……

Day 5 of 30: My Submission

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DAY 5 : YOUR FIRST TIME…What was you first kinky sexual experience? If you haven’t yet had that first time write about what you hope to have happen.

i kinda already talked about the “first time” with the previous post.

So i guess i will tell you about the first time David and i had a 3-some.

First off, at this point in our marriage, we have done 3-somes with a girl (M,F,F) and we have also done 4-of us (M,F,M,F). But we haven’t ever done a M,M,F combo. i told David i want to. In fact, i told him i would like to do a F,M,M,M,M,M…. lol. But that’s probably tomorrow’s post!

So the first time we did a M,F,F trio, it was with a co-worker. David and i worked for the same firm for 8-years. This is how we met.

And every year, the firm had B-I-G $$, all-out Christmas parties. Like in a big hotel, dressed in gowns and tuxs, sit down meal. And they paid for us to stay overnight in the hotel to not drink and drive.

So with that, we opted to get a room. All we had to do was get in the elevator up at the end of the night.

Well… when the main party ended, a lot of people (like 15’ish) came back to our room and we raided the mini-bar. (Still unclear to me why it was our room, but whatever). We were already drunk and didn’t need anymore, but hey, it was there and why not?!

And when that was done, all but one person (HER) left our room. She was a new hire, i had 2-years experience there, and David had been there about 5.

And because we had one bed, i found myself sandwiched between her and David. And we got naked.

i was facing her, with David at my back. So being super drunk … no inhibitions…. i just started kissing her. And she kissed me back. And that was enough to make me wet.

But that’s when David reaches around me and starts fondling her breasts. And he grabbed my hand and put them on her breasts and squeezed, giving me non-verbal instructions what to do. That’s when his hand moved down between my legs. And it went on from there.

The next day it was “business as usual”. We went back to work on Monday, all 3-of us, as if nothing ever happened.

i wasn’t sure if i was happy or not about the experience and about business as usual…..

Hugs,

Marie

DAY 4 of 30: My Submission

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DAY 4 : CLUES…Write about any early experiences that, in retrospect, hinted at your kinks.

“In retrospect”… those are key words here. i didn’t know it at the time, but now looking back there were a few things that i would say lead up to this moment of where (and who) i am now….. so…..

The earliest memory was in elementary, on the playground at recess, we had these metal poles… think of a fire,an pole at a fire house… like that..but not nearly as tall. There were 3-poles, in a line, and we took turns shimming to the top of these piles and then sliding down.

Well, i figured out that when i got to the top, something about that metal and pole and especially at the top of it made me feel very warm between my legs… and i liked it. So i would hug the pole and not want to come down, until i was pretty much made to.

As an adult, i know that my clit had gotten stimulated and it felt reallyyyyyy good and i didn’t want it to end. But as a 6-8 year old, i was sure it was something about that pole!

So i was sexually stimulated… in public… at a very young age… and i liked it!

Then sometime around 12’ish, in the late 80’s… i went to my dad’s house for a few weeks in the summer and found dirty magazines. i was absolutely fascinated by a series of photos of a woman shaving another woman’s pubic hair. i’m not sure if i was more turned on my a clean kitty or the fact a woman was doing it to her! And being in the late 80’s and almost a teen, i was keenly aware that neither looking at these magazines, shaving pubes, nor woman on woman action was deemed socially acceptable… But i liked it! i was SO turned on!

On that same trip to my dad’s, my stepmom – who has ALWAYS shared too much! – was dressing one morn and while doing so felt the need to tell my sister and i that she did not wear panties because “your dad likes easy access, which is also why I wear dresses with garter belts.”

And she dressed in plain view for us to see. Everything. And i was about 12 at the time. And i was fascinated, knowing i should’ve been appalled (and wasn’t!).

That whole experience was strangely odd to me because i knew i was supposed to be thinking she was some kind of strange, weird (bad) slut – but i didn’t. Instead, i actually thought it was awesome that she dressed to suit my dad and made him happy that way. And i wondered if i was going to see him flip up her skirt over dinner and touch her right there… but he didn’t. Or at least not where i saw anything anyway!

Then a couple of years later in HS, when it was the two of us at their house, my boyfriend showed me his Mom’s vibrating dildo… one that i’m sure she thought was “well-hidden”.

That’s when we had sex and he told me, “the only thing you are allowed to touch is my dick while i use this fake one on you”. And he got into a 69-position and i gave him head while he fucked me with his Mom’s dildo.

While i know none of these things were extremely kinky really, given my “inappropriate” reaction to each experience and especially the age that i was when each occurred, i think its made me realize i’ve been kinky my entire life!

But from this HS experience on, i started thinking i was weird and strange and crazy.. and needed to be more prim and proper or else “a good man won’t love me”. And i’d never be married with a family, i tried to put all this away… “in the closet” if you will.

Why my husband and i ever ended up with a boring sex life though is beyond me really given our first date experience. While i did indeed “put away” all these sexy thoughts and sort-of kinky ways, the very first date i ever went on with my husband, we had sex. And not just any sex!

He is a very dedicated college football fan. To this day, we have season tickets to his alma mater. We go to most of the games and the ones we don’t go to, we watch on tv. There is no other way to spend Saturday nights in the fall.. at least so he says anyway!

Our first date, was the night before the first home game of the season. At the end of the date, he took me to the football stadium and we snuck in where we made it out onto the field. And we had sex… on the field. It was on the 20-yard line, not the 50, but only because the school logo was painted on the 50 and there was a big spot light illuminating the logo.

And we were caught.. in the act! The security guard came up and said, “hey.. you can’t be out on the field!” And David rolled off of me, exposing me to the guard and said, “oh sorry. Ok, we will be going.” And stood up and started to leave.

Well a man can just unzip and rezip his pants, but as a woman, who did NOT have a dress on… i was half-naked. So when he rolled off of me, i was exposed and to mentally cope, i just acted and thought like, “the guard can’t see me and this is no big deal.” But i knew that wasn’t true in the slightest.

So i stood up and started walking away with only one pant leg in the hole, grabbing at my pants to get to get redressed while walking off the field… with my pussy on full display……

I’m not sure if i was mortified or turned on. Maybe both.

But alas… that was the last kinky thing i did for many years… until about 5-years ago when we came to the fork in the road that i mentioned in the previous post….. to which at the time of that fork, it was some hard times. But now, i am glad it happened because it allowed me to bring the kink “out of the closet and on full display” (in more ways than one! 😉)

This post is longer than i envisioned it would be, but i’m rather glad to have it all out in written form as even i didn’t realize all the small moments that lead up to today until i wrote it all out here and now.

i am proud of who i am now… who i am with David… and while i don’t think we will ever get divorced (now), i do know that with or without David… i am never going back to plain ole sex. Kinky is here to stay! ❤️

Hugs,

Marie

Day 3 of 30: My Submission

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DAY 3 : DISCOVERIES…How did you discover that you were kinky?

i think i always have known i am kinky. i just didn’t allow myself to explore it until the last few years.

Several years ago, my husband (my Sir) and i had a lot of marital trouble. And when that happened, it caused us to face a fork in the road: divorce or change. But the way it had always been was no longer an option going forward.

In fact, David said, “we are not sexually compatible. I think our sex life is incredibly predictable and boring.”

It hit me like a lead balloon. Because i knew i thought the same thing! And here we were married all these years with what we both thought amounted to a boring marriage … or at least sex-life, which let’s face it, is a HUGE part of a marriage!

So… we decided to stay together… with changes.

We sat down and talked… candidly .. about what we liked and didn’t. And it was the first time i really came out and put my Kink into words to anyone, including my husband.

And the more (brutally) honest i was, the more he was willing to try new things. And the more i said things like, “i want to show you more respect”. And “i want you to be in charge of our family”. And “i want you to tell me things (on things that ultimately don’t matter and it wouldn’t matter what i said!) .. not ask”… the more he responded with excitement. Emotional, physical, and sexual excitement.

Now together, we continue to explore things we like and don’t. The sky is the limit when you are honest with your Partner and find things that work .. for you both.

And THAT is what we have done and will continue to do!

Hugs,
Marie