The following is an article submitted to Kinky Events by readers Olivia and Charlie. Based in London, the married couple spent four years transforming their relationship from a vanilla foundation into a D/s dynamic. Their journey facilitated the exploration of shared desires and individual kinks that work deeply for them both. The narrative is presented primarily from Olivia’s viewpoint, incorporating contributions from Charlie.
We are Charlie 46 and Olivia 30 (not our real names) a Caucasian, educated professional couple living and working in London.
We met four years ago organically, via very friends. Recently single, I was taken by Charlie’s warmth, humour and openness. A couple of meetings for drinks and dinner led to a weekend away where we consummated our relationship. Six months later, I moved to London to live with Charlie.
Whilst we had experimented with some very light d/s play, spending time together allowed this to develop and evolve naturally. D/s play allowed me to escape from the pressures of work. At heart, I am a submissive who enjoys sexually pleasing – I enjoy instruction, tasks and pleasing my partner, something that previous partners had not really realised or “got”.
A few weeks after moving in, we talked about what we both wanted sexually and emotionally. We had talked before, but not as in depth with no holds barred. This led to a few lifestyle changes for me – my “comfortable” Sloggi underwear binned in favour of small thongs and I padded bra sets, I was to be waxed at all times, and for work, I ditched trouser suits in favour of dresses. My friends and colleagues noticed the change and were complimentary..what’s not too like?
During the first six months of living together, our d/s play deepened, with restraint, impact play, and strong elements of obedience being more significantly explored. We carved out time to explore properly – a reserved Saturday, weekends away that focussed on scenarios and scenes.
On a 8 hour road trip to visit friends in Edinburgh, we had time to talk after a couple of busy months. The result of road trip was an agreement to explore with others, with a bisexual (female) and or d/s theme. Whilst I had always fancied other females, I had not ever explored more than a drunken snog on a dance floor with a friend. Exploring options, we found an organisation that hosts women only events for bisexual women. I wanted to “own” my first proper bisexual experience and with Charlie’s encouragement, I joined and attended an event.
I attended a taster event, following their dress code, and without giving details of the event met a divine 30 something Australian who I clicked with. We swapped numbers after an evening of chatting and flirting over cocktails. We messaged the next day, and after a flurry of messages arranged to meet the next weekend for drinks and more.
Charlie booked a nice hotel for us to adjourn to and by the Saturday afternoon, I was beyond excited. We met at a busy bar, enjoyed drinks and fed off of each others energy and desire.
A few glasses of wine in at around 9pm we departed to my hotel. What followed was an evening of utter pleasure and exploration. Whilst I was a novice, my Australian friend was not. Nothing was left unexplored and we spent the night together, and a blissful early morning. She showered and left, I didn’t shower and went home to Charlie, deliberately smelling of both her and me. A long de-briefing followed, and yes, I was definitely and enthusiastically bisexual. Charlie spent a month in the US shortly afterwards and I enjoyed another couple of Trysts with my Australian friend in his absence, obediently reporting my experiences and with her consent sending a couple of videos of me enjoying her.
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Bisexuality confirmed, and with Charlie back home, we sought out a d/s couple with a bisexual female.
It took 6 weeks of hard looking and filtering to find a couple we wanted to meet. We met then for a coffee initially which went well, then the next weekend we hosted them. A well scripted few hours of play followed, and while it was good for us both. It was good but the “connection” and intensity wasn’t fully there for me when playing with them, and the sexual elements of play were a little limited.
We took a break looking for anyone else, and naturally focussed on our own d/s play. We are both open communicators (sort of essential) and covered a lot of ground, and increased our use of rules and obedience training. I have a high sex drive, and have a need to orgasm daily – part of our play was orgasm bans for a week or two which was hard but amazing when we played and I was allowed to cum.
A few months after meeting the couple and at the end of a two week orgasm ban (for me) while Charlie had been away for work, we talked about “what next”. In my extremely horny state, I said I wanted to be fucked by two men while Charlie watched. (As a side note, orgasm bans are hard for me – I have a high sex drive and normally cum daily. They have two results, making me extremely horny and making me think about new experiences). We searched for two straight fit guys for a long time, during which time, I attended another couple of events at the female only organisation of which I was now a member, enjoying female company to the fullest while attending.
We arranged to meet the two guys that we had found at a large hotel close to Tower Bridge. Charlie did the organising with input from me, and on a cold and wet Saturday we checked into the hotel a few hours ahead of meeting them.
Tests results swapped, limits agreed and safe word in place we were ready. I showered, changed into a short skirt, white shirt and as requested by the guys, wore glossy tights, tiny thong, non padded bra. I was blindfolded put on my knees while Charlie collected the guys from reception. I was genuinely nervous / excited, while waiting….5 mins felt like an hour, I could feel myself lubricating significantly. Then a click and whirr as the door was unlocked and opened then closed.
My senses were heightened, and I could hear them undressing. First, gentle hands on my boobs followed by a cock being presented to my mouth and willingly accepted. Charlie instructing the guys a little and encouraging them. They swapped and I took a larger cock in my mouth, gentle at first it turned into face fucking. Then I was pulled to my feet, bent over the bed and my tights ripped. The feeling of control over me was immense and the strongest that I had so far experienced. Hands all over me, my shirt was ripped open, skirt taken off and I was pushed onto the bed. I was spanked hard while giving oral, and then followed a whirlwind of fucking, with blindfold off, each taking turns with me held down.
Two hours later, the guys were “spent”. They dressed, left.
I was laying on the bed, Chalie sitting on a chair. I remember just looking at each other for ages before I was out over the arm of the sofa and spanked hard while being told I was a slut, a whore, and Charlie fucking me hard and fast, and I came from being fucked. The first time I had ever come from pure penetration. I’m guessing it was probably psychological, but it was intense. This was the pinnacle of our adventures together so far, I felt “whole”, fulfilled and happy. We stayed the night, and fucking again in the morning, talked about the experience whilst fucking and I came again from penetrative sex – just amazing.
Over the next few weeks, we talked about why it was so good. I enjoyed fully letting go and being used, Charlie enjoyed me being an unashamed slut.
Life continued and a 6 months later, I was at a work conference in another city in the UK for 3 days. On day two, a fit guy in his 30’s flirted with me over a dreadful team exercise. We chatted again at the end of the day and we went for drinks. Knowing something could happen, I messaged Charlie and asked him if he wanted me to fuck the guy if I could. It was a yes and I had to be fucked and cummed in. We had drinks, then food and ended up in my room at 10pm being very very careful not to be seen by any of our colleagues. The sex was pretty good, but that wasn’t the point, I was fucking with Charlie’s approval and encouragement, and that made it special, I relaxed into it enjoyed it with him staying the night and leaving the room at 6am. I sent Charlie some photos, texted a description of my adventure and finished the conference, before getting the train home.
Home, no time was wasted, my thong pulled down to see what a mess I was (I had on Charlie’s orders not showered that morning), and I was made to lick my thong clean while looking at Charlie and telling him details of my play. Spanking followed with me being rewarded for my behaviour at the conference with a particularly hard paddling and then hard fucking. Again I came through sex. First time since meeting the guys a few months back.
We married a year ago this summer and honeymooned in the US doing a 3 week long road trip, we managed to meet a couple who were badged as Dom/sub on our travels but it was more swing that D/s (sadly).
We now focus on play where I am a sub slut for Charlie and have had a few exquisite experiences with another dominant guy with Charlie watching / directing, and I try and attend one or two female only events (vanilla) to fulfil my own sapphic desires, which are vanilla. We have an aim this summer to meet an attractive bi, sub female but the right person is hard to find (as expected).
An “organic” experience such as the one at the conference hasn’t materialised again (yet) but we have an agreement in place that I would and should do similar again if the situation arose.
What a great story! I loved reading it (though the spelling mistakes were annoying).