Tina's Adventures

This is a true story, but though I was involved, I was not one of the primary participants. ;Most of the sex scenes I was not involved in directly, but given my relationship with both of them, maybe I "saw" clearer than either of them.

Tina and Frank were neighbors of mine back when I had an apartment in New York. ;Our relationship became from wary to friendly over the course of two years. ;Tina was glad to have someone to talk to during the days (she didn't work, but most of her friends did), and Frank was happy to have someone to go out and have a beer with at a local Moose Lodge. ;One night a week, on Thursday's, we always got together for cards; otherwise I usually met them separately during the week.

Normally this is a formula for trouble. ;Its okay for a "couple" to have "single" friends, but when you become friends with each of the partners separately, you are begging to be pulled into their relationship. ;Its not the first time I made that mistake, and I'm sure it will not be the last time, but it is always easier to see these problems with hind-sight rather than "real time."

The first signs of a problem came from Frank:

"I'm not sure what she wants from me, I work hard all day and she is always after me for something. ;Last night was the worst. ;Here it was, time for the game, and Tina just couldn't keep here hands of me. ;I told her we would have sex later, but when I came to bed after the game, she was asleep."

Now, Tina was hot, no question, short, blue eyes, red hair and who constantly wore tight fitting clothes, that got a mans mind in the gutter. ;Though I can't speak for anyone but me, all I knew was that one swing of those hips in my direction would mean I wouldn't have even wasted the time it took to hit the record button on the VCR. ;However, I may be a tad bit oversexed, so I decided to play sympathetic instead of whacking Frank up side the head.

Tina's version was even worse.

"I spent the day getting ready for a dinner and some, ummm, romance afterwards. ;When he gets home, he just plops down on the couch and watches the stupid game. ;The worst of it is, when he finally comes to bed he expects me to have sex."

Sigh.

I was sure that all couples have this sort of problem from time to time, so I figured it would all blow over. ;Well, I was wrong. ;From Franks side, everything was okay, but from Tina's side, she was getting frustrated (pardon the pun). ;She started looking into things to spice their sex life up a bit, and that is where the whole sordid mess began.

One time when Tina was over at my apartment, she glimpsed in my bedroom (which is usually closed and locked), and saw some "play" items. ;Since she saw things similar to things in an "Adult" (and I use the term loosely) catalog, she decided to ask me questions. That afternoon and the next day I showed her some stuff, both in and out of her catalog, how it was used, etc.

She learned about headgear, gags, restraints, cock rings, nipple clamps (she like the idea of these), pussy clamps, a variety of paddles and whips. ;I also showed her certain crèmes and spices that would give an interesting feeling (and would literally heat things up). ;I gave suggestions, advice tips and tricks.

Now, there is only so far you get with both people clothed; so much of her experience was in "theory" only. ;I would have been more than happy to give her demonstrations of my entire collection, but though I could talk, I didn't touch. ;I respected (and hated) that restriction, but that is what friendship is all about. When it came apparent that she felt she wanted to be a Sub to Frank's Dom, however, I had an objection. ;Frank was a basic guy. ;Though not (usually) inconsiderate, his idea of a great night was a beer and a BJ. ;The concept that Tina may find sex more than a duty hadn't quite sunk into his head yet. ;I tried to stress communication and taking it slow, and Tina agreed to it all. ;Of course what she agreed to was that she heard me, not that she was going to pay any attention to what I said.

Sigh.

For about a week, I didn't hear from Tina except for asking specific questions. ;Now, maybe I was being dense, I was hoping that talking about these items was just making her hot, since it did me. ;From my conversations with Frank, he certainly didn't have any ideas of what was going on.

Finally, Thursday came around. ;Tina had called me about 15 minutes before Frank was due home to cancel our card night, pleading a headache. ;Disappointed, but not devastated, I took to getting a leg up on a programming project I was working on.

Now, picture if you will the events from Frank's perspective.

Frank is a bit late coming home from the office. ;Tina, who usually meets him at the door isn't there, but sometimes she goes over to their friend, Jay Fox's apartment early on Thursday's, so he doesn't think anything is up. ;He turns on the TV to watch a news program, only to see that a fairly locally someone broke into a house, raped and murdered the wife, and is still free. ;Can you imagine his mindset as he goes to their bedroom to take off his jacket?

As he enters the bedroom, he feels something is wrong; he looks towards the bed and sees a sight he hoped never to see. ;The horror building up in him, he turns, tripping over some shoes, he runs limps out of the apartment into the hall and runs up to his friend's apartment.

BAM, BAM, BAM. ;"Come on Jay" he yells.

Well, I hit the ceiling at the first BAM, but I do get down and let him in. ;I can't get a coherent word out of him, so I sit him down, give him a drink, and tell him I'll go check.

My first thought was that Frank was a lunatic.

I had heard from her not 30 minutes ago, so I hoped this was all a mistake. ;However, when you have been told there is a corpse in the Apartment next door, you never know what you will find.

When I entered the bedroom, I almost had to laugh. ;There was Tina, looking very much like a rape victim, but glaring at me with her blue eyes. ; Her gagged mouth prevented me from hearing her, probable curses, as I looked the scene over.

She had tied her self face down, with her legs spread apart and her arms tied together above her head. ;Under her stomach was a pillow, raising her ass in the air. ;She was wearing what looked like a cheerleaders outfit with the skirt flipped up, and no panties. On the floor of the room at the foot of the bed was an open box with a variety of toys and gadgets, and on the bed, between her outstretched legs was a simple note...

"Fuck Me"

I must admit, for a split second I was tempted, but I put her skirt down and helped her untie herself. ;Though she wouldn't meet my eyes, I suggested she hide the toys, dress up normally, and come over for cards. ; There was no way to explain this to her husband, so we could only hope that something would come up.

When we made it back over, Frank's leg was giving him so much pain that he was basically in shock. ; We never had that card game, instead, we spent our Thursday night in an Ambulance and Emergency Room waiting for the word on Frank. ;Basically the shock of what his mind saw, and the pain was too great for Frank's system, so he wasn't in good shape. ;His memory of the events leading up to his collapse was blurred, so the entire circumstance kind of vanished.

During our waiting time, Tina and I talked, and this time, she was willing to listen. ;Though I couldn't make any promises, I told her that we could do a two prong approach, she in the bedroom, me in the bar, and lead Frank by the nose till he got the idea. ;I told Tina all about my entry into the B&D scene, hoping she would learn the lessons on patience, communication, etc. ;She learned a lesson all right, but not the one I wanted her to learn.

Her approach became a bit subtler, but still a bat to the head was just a tad less so.

One Sunday Frank was watching the game at home when at half-time, Tina put on her own half time show. ;Coming out of the bedroom, she had this sheer teddy that left just about nothing to the imagination, shoes and stockings. ;After stripping slowly, Frank's eyes on her, not the screen, she knelt down before him, opened his pants, and pulled out his cock.

Looking up into his eyes, she asked, "Would you like me to suck your cock?"

I was at home at the time; I thought the scream of "Yes" was a touchdown. ;Maybe it was, but it was Tina's side that scored. ;At the lodge, Frank didn't talk about it, but he did ask me about the final score.

On Tuesday, apparently, Tina met Frank in bed, naked face down with her butt way in the air. ;In both her cunt and asshole, she had a dual vibrator. ;She slowly moved it in and out as she looked at Frank and whispered, "Please help me cum."

When Thursday came around for our card game, she upped the ante so to speak.

Tina came in dressed to kill, or more to the point, dressed to fuck. From the look on Frank's face, they had words about her attire, but as she mentioned to me later, "He suggested that I change, but he wouldn't make me change." ;For the remainder of the night, she tried teasing him a bit, but he would have none of it.

I knew I had to have a talk with her.

Frank's reaction was bad enough, but Tina was playing a mind game on me. ;Here I was, fairly young, a couple of months out of my first major relationship (with Kim) and looking. ;So far I had been able to keep my instincts in check (and that was a major endeavor). ;But, as I mentioned before, Tina was a looker normally, with the added "enhancements", I was almost to the point of howling at the moon. Though Tina didn't intentionally tease me, I was not happy with her. When we broke for the night, I'm sure Tina thought she would get what she wanted. ;However, Frank didn't cooperate.

From Tina's side the next day, ;"When we got to our apartment he wouldn't even touch me. ;He just said he was angry with me and went to bed."

"Tina," I started, "that may have saved you from being seriously hurt. If you had it your way, and Frank 'punished' you, he may have gone too far. ;He wouldn't have been in any condition to know when to stop."

"I was just trying to get him started the way you got started." She tried to explain.

Finally, the light dawned on me.

"Look Tina, what I did that night with Kim wasn't the right way to get into the scene. ;Even then, I wasn't filled with any real emotion, except frustration and being hurt. ;Frank was filled with jealousy and anger; I can't even begin to tell you how easy it would have been for him to lose control."

After a bit of discussion, she finally got the point. ;However, I wasn't done with her.

"Now, I have something important to ask you. ;Do you want me?"

She was taken back. ;"What do you mean?"

"It's simple. ;Last night you teased me as much as you did Frank. ;You have told me before you just want him, but when you do that to me, what you say doesn't match with what you're showing.

Tina blushed (an interesting combination with the red hair).

"Jay, I'm not sure what to say....."

"Fair enough," I interrupted, "but let me set this straight." ;You shouldn't be playing mind games with other people. ;If you didn't mean it, then think about it. ;I'm not a saint, and helping you out is already erotic. ;Teasing me more, when you don't plan to follow through is going to cause a major problem."

Tina looked up, "Jay, I'm sorry. ;You have been a big help to me, and I didn't think that you even thought of me in that fashion."

I barked out a laugh at that.

"Tina, any man who doesn't think of you in 'that way' at least a little bit is probably dead. ;I never said that I want to be anything more than to be your friend, but intentionally or no, you're giving me signals that say something different than the words that come out of your mouth."

Tina thought about it for a bit.

I continued, "All I'm asking is that you don't play a game you know I can't win. ;I'll be your friend and Frank's friend forever. If you don't want me to be more than that, please just "don't tease the animals."

She laughed at the comparison, but I think she got the point. ;It was a tough line I wanted to draw, one, which would allow her to involve me with the attempt to "help" Frank be her Master, but not pull me into a sexual relationship that wasn't wanted. ;After that day, Tina continued to confide in me, but initially she was a bit more guarded on with the conversations. ;After a few weeks, however, our relationship was back to "normal."

Frank, on the other hand became a problem.

After the events of that game night, he was still unhappy with Tina, and to some extent me. ;He appeared to be worried that there may have been something else going on between Tina and me. ;He no longer confided in me, and would stop home unexpectedly, seemingly to try to "catch us."

This continued for almost a month, Tina wasn't getting any sex from Frank, and Frank was constantly being a pain. ;Finally, I had enough; neither of them was talking to each other, and I was starting to worry about where this would end.

Finally, I convinced both of them to come over for our card night. However, instead of having cards on my mind, I was hoping to get them to talk. ;When they got to the apartment, they found a note, pads of paper and pens waiting for them:

"Guys, both of you are my friends, and I can't stand seeing you have a problem. ;However, it is YOUR problem, and I have no place in it. ;When I was growing up, my parents were having some problems, so they went to an encounter group, I'd like to suggest something from there and then I will get out of your way.

In the Encounter group, a subjects, or subjects were chosen and all the couples went away to write separately. ; They would then get together as a couple, talk about what they wrote and then share their experience with the group as a whole."

"The idea is to really communicate your feelings, not worrying about being judged by your other half, or the group. ;The idea is that sometimes the day to day stuff gets in the way of communication, so this way we can get past the problems and explore our own feelings.

Now, I have two topics for you. ;The first one is what happened, and what were your feelings on that game night a month ago. ;The second is a bit harder. ;What do you want out of sex?

I'll see you both in the morning."

As the time they we reading it, I was taking a Taxi to a party across town. ;Though the party was a dud, I still came back fairly late. Neither was still in the apartment, but there were signs that they were there for a while. ;Going into the bathroom, I found a note just saying "Thanks!" in Tina's handwriting. ;Taking that as a good sign, I slept, waking early to see if I could catch them both before Frank went to work. However, neither of them was around, and Frank's car was still in the parking lot.

I had a local contract, so I didn't meet up with them until the next day (Saturday) at the Lodge. ;Both looked happy, Frank tired, but Tina looked like she was on her honeymoon. ;Though we were really not in a position to discuss much, they both thanked me, and told me that Frank took Friday as a vacation day. ;I finally got the full story on Monday from Tina.

Tina wasn't going to do the writing, but Frank convinced her to give it a try. ;They worked writing up all their pent up feelings and discussed their problems with that night, their wants and their desires. ;Though I read part of Tina's entry, Frank never offered, and I never asked. Tina's went into what she wanted sexually from Frank, and more importantly, why. ;Since she and I started talking, she had investigated her feelings and was really able to communicate clearly what she wanted.

From Tina's discussions, Frank's main problem was fear, fear of losing her, fear of losing control, fear of crossing the line. ;He wanted to give her what she wanted, but he needed to know he wasn't going to lose her.

After reading the notes, they talked for several hours, Tina using some of the items from our daytime conversations to explain things like safe words and how that was her ultimate control. ;Finally, when all the talking was done, she offered herself to him.

"Frank, I'm yours to use, to care for, and to protect. ;Whatever you want, whenever you want, I'll try to give to you. ;Please allow me to please you."

Instead of shying away, Frank lead Tina to the bedroom, undressing her (and himself ) roughly. ;He pushed her into the bathroom, and turned the shower on.

As they showered, Frank started to order her to scrub his back, and then his front. ;When her fingers held his cock, he added some shampoo as additional lubricant as she slowly started to give him a hand job. ;As he got hotter, however, he pushed her against the shower wall, and took her doggy style. Tina felt his cock enter her from behind. ;Though her legs were not real comfortable, his impaling dick helped keep her steady. ;When he finally came, so did she.

Though she wanted to continue, he couldn't get it up again no matter how hard she tried. ;It wasn't lack of interest, but the sharing of feelings, as well as the entertainment in the shower wore Frank out. Happily, however, she fell asleep in his arms.

When she woke up, he was already awake and watching her.

They talked again, this time about fantasies, likes and dislikes. ;Tina mentioned wanting to be punished for being a bad girl, and the punisher to have his way with her. ;Frank talked about a common fantasy he had growing up where on of the old TV moms would give him a BJ underneath the kitchen table.

Frank took Tina across his lap, and started to "punish" her. ;At first his slaps were so light that Tina encouraged him to go harder. ;He never got to the level that Tina found too painful, but as her ass started turning very red, and she very sensitive, each stroke brought some pain, but a great deal of pleasure. ;As she moaned, one of Frank's hands snaked down under her and started pulling at one of her tits. Her nipples were fairly hard, and Frank's hand, not gentle.

He continued to spank her as this "rouge" hand started roaming all over her body, squeezing a tit, fingering her asshole and cunt. ;Finally, he cupped his hand around her mouth as he hit her ass for one last time with a good deal of strength.

Tina almost came right then and there.

Frank moved Tina to the bed, putting her on her side. ;Taking an Ace bandage they had from his ankle, he wrapped her arms tightly behind her back. ;Her ass and tits were red from rough treatment, but Frank ignored them as he lubed up a set of ass balls and a dick shaped vibrator. ;Her tight ass made it difficult to push the balls in, but her cunt was so drenched the vibrator barely needed any additional lubrication.

As Tina started to climax from the vibrator, Frank started pulling out the ass balls slowly. ;This extended her climax from just seconds to (what felt like) hours. ;As she came off her orgasm, Frank just held her as they both fell back to sleep.

All during the day they played all sorts of games. ;It was like they were on their honeymoon again. ;They were just starting in their new roles, but the more they stayed together, the more they understood.

For dinner, Tina prepared one of Frank's favorite meals (steak). ;As she brought it out to him, however, his face read displeasure.

"Frank," she asked, "what is wrong?"

"You burnt it" was his reply, as he looked at the steak for the first time.

Quizzically, Tina came over to look at the problem when his hand came up and caught her hair.

"When I say it is burnt, it's burnt. ;Do you understand?"

"Frank, let me fix ", she tried to discuss."

Frank pulled her by her hair down to her knees, pushing her under the table. ;With his free hand, he unzipped his pants, and dropped his underwear, leaving his cock standing straight out.

"Now while I eat this burnt steak, you can give me the best blow of my life."

Tina finally understood the game, and folded her knees underneath her. With no rush she played with the head before tonguing the shaft. ;She licked the balls individually and took each slowly into her mouth and sucked.

She then moved the head of the cock just past her teeth and jacked the shaft off as she sucked on the head. ;Though not an expert on deep throating, she took him all the way in and started a slow rhythm. ;She couldn't see his face, but by the sounds from above the table she was doing a good job. ;Finally, as he approached climax, she thought of several different endings, but choose to take it in her mouth.

As she stood up, she allowed him to see her swallow his cum, something she had never done for him before. ;His steak, barely touched, was still on the plate, and on Frank's face, a big, silly grin.

On Saturday, before they met me at the lodge they went out shopping and purchased all sorts of different clothes. ;Some just too tight, and others just too daring for street wear. By the time they made it to the lodge, they had gone a long way to being more comfortable with each other, and their roles; than they were when they just started out.

When we left the lodge that night, I knew that something had started, but I couldn't tell where it would end.

Author's Notes

Tina and Frank are still together and still in the scene. ;Though eventually they started to swing a bit, and experiment with threesomes, I never got a chance to participate. ;At first I thought it was because by the time they got more open I had started with my relationship with Julie (the lover I recently lost), but over time it became apparent that wasn't the reason.

By involving myself in their relationship, the tone of my relationship changed from being each of their friends, to being the couple's friend. ;Though Tina was and is attractive to me, I feel I would hurt a special friendship by involving myself physically. ;Further, since I know Tina better than any man outside of her husband, there may be too much potential for me to damage their relationship accidentally.

I think that Tina learned was that slow growth; patience and communication were key. ;By rushing, she almost destroyed the relationship. ;Frank's complacency, on the other extreme was as equally damaging.

To all of you who have asked about helping your lover be more dominating, just remember. ;Your lover, if they are worth anything, is going to be cautious. ;Even though you say certain things, they don't know you mean certain things. ;Further, and I have been in this boat, though a lover is offering you everything, there is an internal guilt that may hold the Dom back. ;Though it may sound like a contradiction, sometimes to Sub, you have to control.

Every relationship is different, but what I have found is that in most cases, once the lovers understand the wants, desires and needs of each other, the rest comes easy. ;However, sometimes a lover doesn't really know what he or she wants, much less how to communicate it to the other.

Though communication is key, sometimes a relationship doesn't always work out. ;There are times that someone who really needs a Dom can't move the relationship in the direction they want. ;Sometimes a Dom finds themselves who can't or will not be a Sub. ;Getting out of the old relationship or changing your old attitude may be your only choices.

I will tell you though; the world is not really teaming with "reasonable" Doms or Subs. ;Neither side of the coin is easy, an empathic Dom can be as hard to find as a willing, communicative Sub.

Some of the letters I get come just short of calling me a liar. ;Some believe that a compassionate Dom is oxymoron. ;Some think I come off as too perfect.

Since the story's mainly come from my weaknesses may not be apparent. However, they exist. ;As a sexual animal, I enjoy oral sex (both giving and getting), visual (posing, picture and video) and verbal (talking and being talked to dirty). ;My main pleasure, however, is from giving my partner what she needs, and possibly working my "enjoyments" as well.

I have been selfish, lazy, unattractive and inattentive. ;However, I hope that is the exception, and not the rule.

For those who don't believe that a Dom should be somewhat empathic, well, there is nothing I can do to convince you otherwise. ;This doesn't mean, however, I can't just get it on how I want too. Sometimes that is appropriate and sometimes needed.

The End