My Sweetie & Our Adventures Part IV

Read the first part - My Sweetie and Our Adventures
Read the second part - My Sweetie and Our Adventures Part II
Read the third part - My Sweetie and Our Adventures Part III

Tuesday, December 12th ~ 7:30pm

Yesterday, I began wearing a pretty pair of panties for my Sweetie Carl and tonight will be the first of 7 nights I will talk about how I plan on preparing them.

Of course, Sweetie Carl always gives me some ground rules to make the adventure more fun, but in the end he trusts that I will do whatever I am comfortable with and whatever makes me happy.

Because we both know neither of us is interested in making the other unhappy.

With the panties, SC also bought me a new toy for Christmas. I’m so excited to use it because it has a wireless remote! No CORDS! No WIRES! I could hide it in my purse… but we’ll get to that later.

Last night I took my little toy for a spin.

It consists of two parts, the insert and the remote. Both are super soft and flexible, and as I learned a little later, super easy to clean.

Both parts also vibrate, so the remote has dual roles with several settings and a little head with nubby fingers.

There’s a lot going on with this toy.

The insert has two sections, the lower section is the part that vibrates and the upper section had a little string and added texture to make removal a cinch.

And since the system is waterproof, I just had to rub it lightly with gentle soap and rinse to clean.

I first tried using it as it’s advertised, in my vagina. The shape is designed to reach your g-spot, or something. I don’t know about that, it seemed like any other small toy.

I liked the size and the ease of insertion, but it just didn’t seem all that strong.

Tonight I plan on trying it in my business end. I’m much more sensitive to vibration, um, back there. lol

Sadly, the remote also wasn’t as strong as I’m used to with my Womanizer. But I’m not surprised, this toy is a 10th of the price.

No, the exciting part of this toy will be what SC has planned for me.

With the wireless remote and relatively quite vibration, this toy is perfect for a little stealth exhibitionism.

He’ll correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe we settled on three mini-adventures: a coffeeshop, a library, and a fancy restaurant.

More than any of them, I’m a bit worried about the library. Libraries are so QUIET! What if someone hears?

I’d be mortified. And I can’t tell if I’m terrified or turned on.

So tomorrow I do another test to make sure I can at least keep a straight face with this new toy in my ass. There’s no way I’m going to ask a librarian for help if I can’t even talk!

See you tomorrow and for the next 7 days as I go on another adventure with my Sweetie Carl.

♥ SMOOCHES, SC! ♥

Good early evening! As I mentioned to SC this morning, this diary entry will be a little earlier than the rest. I typically write about orders after work around 8pm, but tonight I have a get together with some friends.

Also, it’s Hump Day. If you are subscribed to my weekly newsletter, you know that means I have an update for you every Wednesday.

Today’s update – how it went with my new toy last night and will I be able to fulfill my promise to Sweetie Carl about our newest adventure.

I realize I didn’t post any images yesterday, I was kind of teasing SC a little bit. He doesn’t know which panties I decided to get for his Dignitary order.

Today you find out!

I updated the big image at the top of this diary entry to one of Sweetie Carl’s requested custom, hi-resolution images.

Typically, an order of The Dignitary only includes ONE photo, but since Sweetie Carl is a good friend, and I enjoy his taste, I go the distance.

Back to the toy!

You can see in the photo that it’s not that big, especially relative to some of my larger toys, but it’s bigger than the two-pronged bullet vibrator I have. And it’s stronger, too! Well, in a certain place it feels stronger…

I was right when I thought it would be much stronger feeling in my ass.

It feels AMAZING. I absolutely LOVE it.

I can feel it vibrate my entire lower abdomen, but you can’t hear a thing!

In order to make sure I could walk around with it inside me, especially while turned on, I took a little walk to check my mail.

No problems so far. It never felt like it was slipping or moving too far up. It seemed to stay right in place, which is exactly what I’m looking for.

There did happen to be a neighbor when I got to the mailboxes.

They didn’t say anything, I had never seen them before, but I could feel my face get very hot. I kept thinking, ‘Dear God, don’t let my face get red.’

I bolted back upstairs and immediately looked in the mirror, without even turning off my toy first.

Luckily, I only felt red. PHEW.

Adrenalin was rushing through my body, so I decided not to waste it.

I slid into bed, grabbed my womanizer in one hand and the remote in the other.

While gently holding the womanizer over my clit, allowing it to simulate cunnilingus, I quickly pressed the buttons on the remote to cycle through my different vibration options.

Some nearly shot me out of bed while others I could hardly feel. This toy has range and I appreciate that.

I settled on something in between, one that varied in strength going from light to strong and back again sending me into a trance.

My eyes rolled back in my head and I focused on what I was feeling.

The most powerful, yet gentle tiny mouth sucking on my clit and a tiny Iron Man going to war inside my ass.

I actually had that thought and giggled which shot a very unexpected jolt of pleasure up my lower spine.

And with that I let out a low moan.

Immediately I felt like I was about to explode, so I tried to back down the vibration on the remote.

But I haven’t memorized the cycle yet and the next two vibrations where enough to push me over that ledge.

I had to quickly turn it off, lol.

After some quick cleanup, I had one of the best nights of sleep I’ve had in months.

I can’t wait to get some coffee tomorrow. *wink*

Before work this morning, I decided to stop off at a local coffee shop that I intermittently visit.

I didn’t want to go to my regular coffee shop just in case something happened and boy am I glad I did.

Everything was going smoothly, the toy was sitting still inside my ass as I rode my bike to the shop.

I’m not sure what happened because I thought for certain the bike ride was going to cause some trouble, but when I arrived, everything seemed perfectly in place. No problems.

I reached into my purse before going inside, pretending to look for my phone.

I pressed the on button and immediately felt something wasn’t secure.

Perhaps I didn’t push it in far enough? Maybe the bike ride jostled it into a less secure position?

Whatever happened, I felt the toy slipping out as I walked through the door, trying to keep a worried look off my face.

Each step felt like it was slipping further.

My heart began pounding, I was in full freak out mode.

What could I do? I couldn’t run back to my bike, what if it fell out?

No. I had to keep going forward.

I tried to clinch as I reached the register to order. I thought if I could just make it through ordering, I could calming make my way to the bathroom.

I thought it should be easy because ordering is just standing still, if I clinch and stand still I’m good.

The barista took my order as I clinched my ass cheeks to keep the vibrator inside my ass from falling onto the floor.

I can’t explain how I felt at the time. Part absolute fear, part humor, part excitement.

I didn’t even have room to worry about anyone hearing the noise because I was so preoccupied with just keeping the toy inside my body.

The barista handed me the receipt and I tried not to rip it from her hand and bolt to the bathroom.

Calm. Measured movements. Breathe.

I slowly turned and felt the top half of the toy completely slip out of my ass and press against my skirt. Why did I wear a skirt! So stupid!

The bathroom seemed miles away. I felt like I was padding a raft upstream to avoid a waterfall.

Finally, I reached the bathroom and someone was in it. So I waited and waited and waited. Ten whole minutes later a woman and snotty little kid exited and I gave the kid the meanest scowl. lol

Lucky for me the toy has those two sections to it otherwise I would have died right there in the middle of that coffee shop.

I laughed at myself when I realized the toy was still vibrating. This toy is the only thing in the world I have been thinking about for the past 15 minutes and I neglected to notice it was still on.

Now that the pressure was off, I started finding the humor in the situation and I thought of my Sweetie Carl.

I’m sure this was not what he was hoping for when we decided on this location to have my little adventure.

So I pushed that toy as far as I could inside myself and decided to finish my promise.

I washed my hands (thoroughly), turned the toy on one of the stronger settings, felt a tingle of electricity dance around my hips, and left that bathroom more confident than ever.

I found a seat, but before I could get settled, I heard my name called. I walked up to grab my drink and came back to my seat, finally ready to enjoy my adventure.

As I scrolled through twitter on one hand, my other was in my purse clicking through the different settings, each of the stronger ones causing a tingle or a jolt. I wasn’t even reading my phone.

Before I knew it, my double espresso was gone and all I wanted to do was bike home and “finish the job”.

But I had to go to work. I hadn’t planned this very well.

I bussed my table and turned off my toy. As soon as I got to work, I removed it in a private bathroom, cleaned it, and put in in a bag I had brought.

All day I thought about going home and finishing what I had started at the coffee shop.

And now I’m home, writing this, getting ready to have some fun.

Tomorrow I have some books I need to pick up from the library and Saturday I have a reservation at a lovely restaurant.

I can’t wait. ♥

Today i went to the library, but not just any library. I went to the LBJ Presidential library in Austin.

I hope you’ll find great humor in me walking around a mock oval office with a vibrator pulsating in ny ass, Sweetie Carl.

LBJ just telling me how much he enjoys fine lady’s undergarments.

I thought you might enjoy it, I know I did. Lol

It started yesterday evening when some friends from Chicago texted me that they were flying into Austin.

They asked if i could drive in to meet them.

Of course I said yes and reserved a rental car for today.

I left work early, “packed” my “essentials”, picked up the car, and drove to meet my friends.

So there I was, driving down the interstate with a toy up my business end, trying to think of what I’m going to do when I got there.

I park and walk across the pavilion towards the doors and wait for my friends.

I remember being so nervous that my friends would know.

Finally, they showed up and we went inside. Each of us walked up to the visitor service person and purchased our tickets.

I reached into my purse and turned my vibrator on while handing the service person my credit card.

He didn’t seem to notice my wince, luckily.

We all walked together through the museum of presidential and pop culture events.

I’m typing this on my phone in the back of my friend’s car right now so I’m sorry for the misspellings and typos.

I want to show you a picture but I can’t upload it for some reason. [EDIT: Uploaded it! :D]

I’m going to have to finish this story on Monday, sorry Sweetie Carl.

But I’m a little happy that I get to tease you a bit.

Till then, SC!

💓💓💓SMOOCHES💓💓💓

Alright, let’s get back to the LBJ Presidential Library. I’ll try my best to recall how I felt while we were there. All-in-all, no one seemed to notice my toy, which was such a relief after the coffee shop incident.

I think having lots of audio-visual instillations helped hide my little secret.

There were very few times when it was dead silent. I could swear my heart was beating loud enough for everyone to hear, but no one said anything.

When we were finished we went to grab some beers downtown which gave me a perfect opportunity to slip into a bathroom and remove my toy back into my baggy after rinsing it off.

Thank god no one came into the bathroom while I was using it.

I must have had my Sweetie Carl guardian angel watching over me. lol

After a round we all drove back to my place, of course we each had a designated driver for our two cars, and they stayed the night.

I was upset that I had to go to bed without having a little fun, but I knew that I would have plenty of fun at the restaurant the next night.

We couldn’t squeeze in reservations for my friends so my gentleman-friend and I set out for a fancy Holiday meal just the two of us.

Well, the two of us in person and my Sweetie Carl in spirit.

I was so excited that I started getting ready a couple hours before our reservation.

Usually, I’m not so prissy, I pretty much throw on something nice and run a brush through my hair, but this time I wanted to dress up for the special occasion.

I wore the beautiful gown that was purchased for me from my wish list by a panty lover I nicknamed SHY. I also wore it in a little thank you video I made for my birthday.

I felt so glamorous and beautiful. Thank you SHY.

But underneath that gorgeous dress, I had my secret. An equally gorgeous pair of panties that I had worn for 5 days, during my period, without wiping after I peed.

And no one knew except for me and my Sweetie Carl. ♥

My gentleman-friend had a couple errands to run, so I decided to have a little fun while I waiting for my chariot to arrive.

I realized I hadn’t taken my new toy into the shower yet. After reading and re-reading the instructions, I was confident it wouldn’t kill me, so I hopped into the shower.

I’ve always wanted a true waterproof toy. I have others that claim to be, but I don’t really trust the construction.

This toy, however, is fully coated in a soft rubber material. Even the charging ports are covered and completely waterproof.

I remember trying to masturbate in the shower a couple of times in my early adult years, I think once when I was 18 and again when I was 20, living with roommates and having nearly zero personal space.

And I remember it was a slog. It took forever, I was just using my fingers, and by the end my muscles were all sore.

I’m ecstatic to say, that will no longer be an issue.

This toy is spectacular in the shower! I think I’ll leave it in there, that’ll be it’s home now.

Climax had taken me what felt like hours before and this, I swear, took 2 minutes.

I couldn’t even wash my hair in that amount of time!!

I have to make sure that the tub isn’t slippery, though, because I nearly lost my footing when the fireworks started going off inside between my hips.

*giggle* I promise to be careful, Sweetie Carl!

I enjoyed it so much I actually did it again before I got out of the shower. It took a little longer the second time, but it was worth every ounce of hardly any effort.

Then I jumped out and started getting ready making sure to take a couple pictures when I was done.

My chariot arrived and whisked me away to my favorite fancy restaurant in town. I’m not sure if I’ve ever mentioned it before, but I LOVE seafood, especially raw. Sushi, oysters, ceviche… I love it all.

As soon as we pulled up, I thought I would have a chance to turn on my toy while my gentle-man friend came around to open the door. This didn’t work out as planned because they had valet parking. I should have known.

Our doors were opened and we were ushered inside and seated directly at our table without much ado.

But I needed some ado. I needed a distraction so there would be no chance someone would be looking at my face when I turned on my toy.

I realized, that was not going to happen. I’d have to gather the strength not to wince. Or come up would a good reason why I did.

While my dinner guest was discussing options with the waiter, both looking intently at the menu, I took my chance.

I tried to slow my breath and think about the fairly loud and open dinning room, waiters whizzing by carrying bread and wine and beautiful dishes.

No one would notice me, for sure.

I opened my clutch and reached in, quickly I found the remote with my hand, eyes still on my menu pretending to study it.

I searched for the right button with my fingers and held it down.

Nothing. Wrong button.

I became slightly frantic hoping they would never stop talking about which wine to pair with which dish.

I slid my finger over to the other button and held it down.

This was the right one, but in my frantic state, I kicked the table when it turned on.

My guest and the waiter looked at me asking if I was okay.

I’m sure my face was beet red. I told them I was perfectly fine, just a tight dress is all. I tried so hard to be charming while inside I was a special kind of embarrassed.

The kind of excited tingly warm embarrassment you feel when you’re up to something and almost get made.

Everything seemed to happen both at the speed of light and in slow motion.

Slowly my nervousness melted away into to arousal. I started to play a little game with myself as I became more brazen. Sex on the brain can make people do silly things, you see.

Every time a waiter came by with a new course, or to tell us about the next wine, or delivered bread, or filled out water glasses… I would slip my hand into clutch and press the button, changing the setting.

I still haven’t memorized the setting so this was like a game of roulette, I never knew if the next one was going to be weak or strong.

Finally, I landed on a strong one when my water cup was being refilled. I had to pretend to cough to cover up my surprise.

As dinner was nearing a close, I excused myself to the bathroom.

I was getting pretty sexually frustrated at this point and wanted some release. If I had to get it in a public bathroom, so be it. A girl has needs.

I started to feel relief as I thought about the kinds of restrooms fancy restaurants have. They’re like closets, perfectly private and immaculately clean.

Then I nearly had a panic attack when I remembered, bathroom attendants. I think I almost tripped, actually.

I walked in preparing a warm smile to give to the attendant, but no one was there. A wave of relief washed over me and I felt a tingle down below.

I took the stall furthest from the door, hiked my dress up, spread my legs, and started rubbing my clit.

After years of secretly masturbating in my room while growing up, I had no fear of making noise. There was also some music playing, so I had no fear that my toy’s vibration would be heard either.

All I felt was pleasure, well, maybe a little discomfort from the toilet seat, but mostly pleasure.

Finally I came and had to stifle a slight moan.

I grabbed the remote from my bag and turned of the toy. I decided to leave it in until I got home. I had some luck in a bathroom yesterday, I wasn’t going to take that chance here.

Calm and confident, I walk back to my table and finish my delightful meal.

Before we go to meet up with friends, I stop by my house to dress down and remove the toy from inside me.

I remember thinking I wish I had time to write this all down. And I thought about how lucky I am to have someone to share these adventures with.

Our risky, crazy adventures. ♥

My friends were with me literally the entire day Sunday, but I don’t have to work all week, so I had plenty of time today to finish up detailing my weekend in this diary and begin final preparations of Sweetie Carl’s order.

SC specifically asked for a few pictures, two I have already posted and two more I still needed to take.

Try not to be distracted by the two espresso cups, glass spray, book, glass wipe, and camera lens on my bedside table. I know it’s all you can look at. lol

I thought I was going to rip them, but the panties I chose were surprisingly sturdy.

Fingers are always the best toy. Sometimes I forget, but every time I use my fingers, I remember why I went so long without buying toys. The feeling is so raw.

The other photo was supposed to be around my ankles with the gusset showing. I hope they are satisfactory. 🙂

I also hoped you liked my stories, Sweetie Carl. Happy Birthday, darling! SMOOCHES