I began talking to this brunette a few days ago, we really seemed to hit it off and there was an immediate physical attraction. We were sending inbox pictures to each other and that finally graduated to texting and it wasn't long before the texts got dirty. She informed me that she was a submissive and she liked being controlled in the bedroom. At first I was a little taken back, I've never encountered this type of girl before. After doing some research on google and taking the advice of some invaluable forum posters to "man the phuk up" I was ready.
Going into the situation I thought her being a submissive meant that I would have to be somewhat physical with her. Come to find out during my research that it was more mental control and "punishment" when she got out of line than knocking her around. She showed up at my place wearing a white low cut shirt and low rise jeans. She was about 5'6'' and maybe 135 lbs. She had shoulder length hair and was truly beautiful. We each drank a glass of wine, made some small chit chat and were eager to get on with the evening.
We proceeded to my luxurious bedroom which has a weight bench, a gun cabinet and a super comfortable air mattress (left everything in the house that I left my wife). Perhaps the setting was meant to be given the situation and the events that unfolded. I went into it thinking I am going to show Christian Grey or Gideon Cross how it was done and it worked out well. The foreplay was good, I cut her shirt off with my trauma shears (perks of being a Paramedic; feel safe at night, sleep with a Paramedic right?) and you could see the goose bumps on her beautiful silky smooth skin. You could smell the vanilla lotion that she must have used on her body, it was tantalizing to say the least.
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I told her firmly to sit on the bed, she did. She was suprised and so was I, the control was euphoric and added to the intensity. I sat beside her and eased her onto her back. Our eyes locked, hers were brown with a certain look that you could get lost in.She leaned up to kiss me, I pushed her back onto the bed and gently, but firmly took her by the throat "Did I say you could do that?". The look in her eyes as she was being scolded said she wan't me. She apologized. I grabbed my trauma shears off my uniform, I looked at her and said "don't move". I started at the bottom and quickly cut her shirt off. She laid there, her breathing heavy with soft moans barely audible.
Her naval was pierced, her skin had goosebumps. I traced a line ever so lightly with my finger from around her naval, along her left side, between her breasts, up her neck, behind her ear and firmly but slowly grabbed her hair in my hands. I pulled her hair, her back arched and I kissed her on the lips. I gave her bottom lip a little bite, then her ear lobe. I used my other hand a forced her bra down, her nipples erect. I moved down to her breast, being gentle at first and kissing it gently, then I grabbed it with my teeth and gave it a little tug.. she moaned. I used the hand that freed her breasts and undid her jeans button, I slid my hand into her underwear, she was wet. I stood up and pulled her jeans off of her.
I told her to get on her hands and knees on my bed and that I wanted her to take my cock in her mouth. I quickly took my jeans off and tossed them in the corner, slipped off the underwear and slide my cock in her mouth. She went to work and work was good. I grabbed her hair again, firmly and controlled the speed and intensity. I told her to get off the bed, she slowly stood on the floor. I pushed her up against the gun cabinet and turned her around. I grabbed a condom (safety first), quickly put it on. I bent her over and entered her from behind. She had both hands on the cabinet, I had both hands grabbing her hair, pulling tightly, her back arched... her pussy was wet, it was tight and warm.
I stopped, she stayed leaning up against the cabinet waiting for more. I sat down on the weight bench and told her to get on top of my cock, she did as she was told, facing me. I grabbed her tits firmly (I love boobies...). I debated showing off my masculinity by pounding out a rep, but laughed to myself because that would be a story to tell your friends... She rode my cock like she wanted it deeper and deeper inside of her. I grabbed her hair and pulled her towards me, I kissed her. She put her hand on my shoulder, I grabbed her by the throat and asked her if I had told her to do that, she moved her hand and her eyes sparkled.
I told her to get up and lay down on the bed, I slapped her ass as she was going. She layed down in the centre of the bed, I got on top and slowly entered her again. I put both hands around her throat and (first time doing this so I didnt want to kill the poor girl) squeezed gently. I could tell she was enjoying this. I increased the intensity and speed as to how I was pounding her pussy, she started to moan louder and louder until I felt the warm, extra wet feeling around my cock. I let go of her throat, grabbed her legs and braced them against my shoulders, I grabbed her arms and pulled her into me as close as she could get. I continued to fuck her harder and harder until it was time (boom goes the dynamite?). I finished, got up and went to washroom to dispose of the condom. I came back and she was laying there smiling, she said I didn't do a bad job for my first time with a submissive, not a bad job at all. I was happy.
Unfortunately this isn't 50 shades of grey or bared to you and I don't want to get banned for writing a erotica blog because I am not sure the guidelines on that. Needless to say she was satisfied, the weight bench, the gun cabinet, the floor and the air mattress were all utilized and I'm sure the neighbours upstairs are royally pissed off.
It was quite interesting being with someone new after being with the same person for a couple a years, everyone is truly different and I think this adventure I have set out on will be quite interesting indeed.
LI
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