This is the Seventh story in "lindy my slut wife" series
Just a quick reminder, these Lindy stories are taken from our actual adventures, this one was from 2011
It has been awhile since I wrote up one of our lindy adventures, but I think this one qualifies worth writing and it took place just two day ago from when I'm writing it up... *(Original date of the adventure was Friday Sept.23rd 2011)... so most of the steamy details are still fresh in my head.
I had been trying for months to find a suitable exciting erotic escapade for my partner lindy (a.k.a - slut lindy). I had a certain vision as to what I was hoping to place her in and I had placed some ads looking for persons that might be able to help me in this vision, but many that wrote back either had their own agenda or promised to maybe make my idea happen after a few meetings of one on one. Not exactly what I was looking for, I turned to a past male contact of ours who I thought was just crazy and kinky enough to make it happen. Although it didn't turn out perfect, it was close and here are the details of the encounter.
I had for a long time seen pics on the adult websites from three rather unusual and kinky sites... they were called "Public Disgrace", The Upper Floor and "Milf Humiliation". All three sites were into heavy humiliation of females, either in public settings like a bar in Public Disgrace, a kinky sex group setting like most Upper Floor scenes or strictly making Milf gals do some kind of kinky humiliating bondage scene.
They all definitely got my imagination running wild of possibly putting my female partner lindy into a similar situation in which a female is used in somewhat humiliating manner, but definitely not quite as extreme a scene as the website photos displayed.
This is where a male contact named Mr C comes into play. Mr C is a wild sex addict sort of fellow from Welland, Ontario whom we had run into a few years prior when we had lindy on an amateur site. We had went down to Welland and done a sex photo shoot with him and a buddy which went fairly well. So I kind of knew his mind set would work for such an encounter and he seemed to have a collection of off the wall kinky friends that might work for the scene.
I also knew that Welland was far enough from where we lived, that I could convince lindy to let loose and let her inner slut personality go wild for a night. Welland is a little town near Niagara Falls, Ontario Canada and I found on our previous trip that it seemed to have an abundance of quirky little bars to visit or maybe one of the many strip bars in the area.
The original plan was to maybe get a few males together, perhaps take lindy out to a public location (eg; a bar) and push her boundaries on public naughtiness and then eventually take her back to Mr C's so all could use her. Great plan right?
The friday in which we headed to Welland (which is about a 2hr drive from us) was a rather cold and wet day, disappointing because I wanted lindy to enjoy the day scantily dressed... although she abides by my clothing selections generally, she is more co-operative when she is comfortable and not freezing.
For the trip down to Welland I had picked out a short denim mini skirt, and a white halter top, which because she couldn't wear a bra with made her 36dd's look awesome and with the cooler weather occasionally causing erect nipples to be visible.
She would wear a pair of strap type medium height heels, with a long grey trench coat. I gave her a large tumbler of a vodka cooler to drink on the trip down to help calm any nervous jitters she might have. I also had packed the cooler with a large bottle of wine for her as well as a few beers for me... my camera bag with two still cameras and a video camera, as well as our bag of toys. Plus a small suitcase of some of lindy's most daring outfits, cup-less corsets and a couple other high heel selections... of which the plan was that Mr C would get to choose what she would wear.
We arrived at Mr C's place at 4:30pm and he wasn't home yet... so we sat in his drive way and waited 30mins, still no Mr C. Great I thought, we've driven all the way to Welland for nothing.
Mr C had my cell phone # and I decided I might as well take lindy somewhere for a drink and then try back shortly. When we had met Mr C the first time down to Welland, it had been at this little back street one room little bar... sort of a cross between the "Cheers" bar and a legion hall. It took a bit of driving around to find it again since it was located on a backstreet no where near the downtown area, but we finally found it.
It was rather humorous as we walked in, as the bar with maybe 10-15 local men and women went totally silent. It was a mixture of ages, but many were older and obviously regulars. I figured they gave us the stare for a couple reasons a) they likely wondered who the two strangers were and b) likely wondered why the female stranger was dressed like a hooker...LOL.
We ordered one drink and was almost done when I finally received a call from Mr C telling me that he was finally home. We drank our drinks and headed out of the bar to go to Mr C's... I often wondered if we were a topic of discussion by the patrons after we left?
We arrive at Mr C's and I had been warned that his new female friend would likely be there, as well as his 18 year old stepson.... but there also were two dogs to negotiate around when we arrived carrying in our cooler and camera bag.
Mr C knew that he had a free pass with lindy for the day, after we had got settled and were sitting around his kitchen table it wasn't long before he was groping slut lindy... and then it wasn't long before her halter top was pulled down and the skirt was pushed up. Here we sat at the kitchen table with lindy's tits exposed and pussy bare to view as the rest of us sat fully clothed sat and talked... the stepson occasionally wandering through to get a peek. Mr C squeezing my wife's tit's as his girlfriend watched. The evening was off to the kinky start that I had hoped for.