I am a 40 year old. I’m six foot one, medium/muscular build. I work in a job where being in control is a prerequisite. If you aren’t in control all the time, it could mean your life. Maybe that’s why I have always fantasized about being dominated. The downturn in my sex life just made those desires grow.
I have browsed websites in search of fulfillment. Usually it seems as though the dominate females on those sites want to make you give another guy head. My thing was more about just losing control. So I never pursued those angles.
Anyway, one evening I met a woman in her mid 30’s. She was about 5’7″, thick build, large breasts with red hair and brown eyes. She was not what most guys would call gorgeous. “Cute” would be a more accurate description. We got to talking and somehow, the flirtation began. I am not sure to this day how it turned into a sexual conversation. But we exchanged numbers.
Over the next few weeks the texts became more explicit. Throughout them I had slowly began telling her some of my fantasies, and she had shared hers with me. After almost three months, I managed to convince her to meet at a local motel.
I arrived and got the room, settled in and texted her the room number. Then I lay on the bed waiting for her to arrive. I had no expectation of having my fantasy come true that night. I truly planned on acting out her fantasy scenario first, figuring she would be more likely to act mine out later.
About 15 minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I answered it, and there she was. A gym bag in hand and very casual looking clothes. We hugged, made the usual awkward pleasantries, and I invited her inside. Once the door shut she strode silent for a few moments. I thought she was having second thoughts about the situation. I asked if she was alright. She replied, “Yes.”
The expression on her face changed, just slightly. She told me that she was going into the bathroom to change. She asked me to be completely naked on the bed when she came out. As soon as the bathroom door closed, I peeled off my clothing. It seemed like an eternity when she finally emerged. She was wearing a black chemise, very lacy. Accompanying this were a pair of thigh high stockings and ridiculously high heels. She brought the bag out with her.
I began to compliment her appearance. She said simply, “Shut your mouth.” She then surprisingly ordered me to put my hands toward the corners of the headboard. She told me that I was to lay perfectly still. She then tied my hands to the bed using some sort of silky material she had brought. Once I was tied down, she slowly ran her fingers up and down my side. She told me that she was going to make my fantasy come true and that I belonged to her. She teased me with her hand, while she leaned in to kiss me passionately. As her lips caressed mine, her hand wrapped around my cock. She began striking slowly.
I was in heaven. The slow, sensual hand-job, and being tied up had me on edge. She would tease me just to the edge, then stop. I was dying to cum. Then she straddled my chest. I could feel the heat and juices rubbing onto my chest. Her hot, wet pussy just inches, literally just beyond my reach. I tried to crane my neck to get a taste. She told me ” No! If you want this, beg!”
“Please let me eat your pussy.”
“What will you do for it?”
“Anything, please let me lick it, I want it more than anything.”
“You want to drink my cum?”
“More than anything mistress.
She then sat on my face. God she was so wet. Her juices tasted wonderful. I licked and sucked her clit exactly as she instructed me to. She came hard. I swallowed as much of her as I could.
As soon as she was done she adjusted her position and said, “Lick my ass my little slave.”
I began licking, timidly at first. That wasn’t good enough for her. She began telling me that if I wanted to cum I would have to eat her asshole like I did her pussy. I fought through my initial hesitation and eventually started running her with gusto. While I did she turned around, and took my cock into her mouth. Her skilled tongue had me near orgasm the entire time. She continued to slowly tease me while I licked.
“Oh yes. That’s it, eat my ass bitch. I have more surprises for you tonight. You ass slut.”
After she came again, she quickly got up, and grabbed my cock. She guided it to the entrance to her dripping wet slit. She sank down on it in one smooth motion. She rode me. It felt heavenly.
It was so good and I was so turned on I came far sooner than I would have normally. She then again climbed onto my face. She ordered me to lick her clean. “Lick it all up you dirty little cum slut.”
She orgasmed on my face for the third time. Once she had cum I expected her to untie me. Instead she went into the bathroom again. When she returned I noticed a small purple strap-on protruding from her legs. I was shocked. It had always been a fantasy, but I had never shared it with her. I was not even sure I could take it. I had had my fingers in my ass, a few girlfriends fingers in my ass, and one small vibrator placed inside me by an adventurous older woman in my youth. This however, it was an actual dildo. Granted at 6 inches it was smaller than my cock, but still I was essentially a virgin!
She untied me and commanded me to get on all fours. My head was swimming as she spread line onto my virgin asshole. She slowly and gently eased the strap-on inside me. There was pain. There was pleasure, as she worked it slowly inside me. Eventually I just felt full. She must have sensed that I had relaxed because she leaned in and asked, “What do you want?”
“Fuck me,” I whispered.
“Make me believe it.”
Suddenly, from deep down inside, every submissive fantasy I ever had I said, “Please fuck me mistress! Make me your bitch!'”
She fucked me deep. It felt hard then. In later sessions I found out she was taking it easy on me. At that time, I thought I was being fucked hard. It felt so good though. Even better when she reached around, and wrapped her lube covered hand around me. Her hand began stroking in rhythm with her thrusts. I was in ecstasy. Before I knew it I was begging her to let me cum again. She said nothing, but stroked me until I had the most intense orgasm of my life. My cum shooting all over the bed.
After I calmed down she pulled out. I felt empty. I tried to thank her, to tell her how amazing that was.
She placed a finger to my lips to quiet me and just said, “Next time you can return the favor.”
I most certainly did.
