Follow-up to my first bondage experience. A pic I took got me anal on a first date.

Neat little string of events. I tied someone up for the first time and posted about it on my [blog](https://playboyphilosophy.wordpress.com/2016/01/22/daddys-girl/) and on [reddit](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/429bi0/resentment_met_desire_and_gave_me_my_first/).

Later that day I met someone on the street who I fucked that day, who was curious about getting tied up. Posted about that [here](https://playboyphilosophy.wordpress.com/2016/01/24/clockwork/). The pic referenced in this post is from the second time hanging out with that girl.

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Becky. Tiny asian. We meet on Tinder. Set up plans. She tries to cancel an hour before because she’s “tired”. I give her shit for it. She feels guilty and comes out anyways. We meet at a bar downtown.

I get her an uber. She shows up and we hug, I kiss her neck. Get G&Ts. Sit in the corner. It turns out she’s a marine biologist that works at a poop processing facility. That made for some fun escalation.

LA > job > poop > dating > relationships > sex > kissing.

At one point we were talking about light bondage. I showed her the following pic, which I took of a chick that week. You can see the purple fucklight I reference in my blog posts.

[Pic](https://playboyphilosophy.files.wordpress.com/2016/02/q06h5at1.jpg?w=379&h=569)

> That’s cool right?
> Yeah
> Come here.

We kiss. Super soft and reserved, our lips barely touch. My hand on her cheek. Such a respectful, intimate, intense little moment of embrace. Her hand squeezes my leg. Tongues meet. Heart rate increases.

Boner.

I say “Let’s get out of here.” I tell her we can either go back to my place or grab another drink at a nearby rooftop first. We head up to the rooftop.

I’m standing behind her with my arms on the railing, overlooking downtown Los Angeles. Watching girls on the street with one pressing her ass against me as I get hard and bring our conversation to a whisper.

I kiss her neck, ear, and it’s all over. We hustle back to my place talking nonsense just walking as fast as we can towards ecstasy.

We head up to my apartment. Walk in. Make out. Purse hits the floor. Jackets fall off. Keys fall on top. Shoes off. Shirts. Take her by the hand to my bed.

We fuck. In the middle I grab some lube and just palm her pussy and asshole at the same time. She’s writhing around and I start to finger her asshole. She likes it. I position her into fetal position and use my thumb up her ass and my index finger in her pussy while she sucks on my other hand’s fingers and stares into my eyes, moaning.

I’m sitting there throbbing wanting nothing more than to pound her wet asshole.

I grab my buttplugs. I have three – small, medium, large. She asks what they are. I tell her to trust me. She lets out a gasp as my thumb slips back in.

We go from small to medium. Very slowly, carefully, cautiously, allowing her to move her body into the plug at her own pace. Copious amounts of lube. I push my cock into her pussy each time the plug gets fully inside. The tightness is almost too much for the both of us.

I pull the medium out of her and we laugh at how comically enormous the large is. I dump lube on the both of us, and slide in. God damnit.

I come within minutes.

She’s sitting there smiling. I’m grinning back. Despite our hands being covered in lube and come, our fingers mesh in a wet embrace and we cuddle close. We kiss and with her head on my chest, fall asleep.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/449mff/followup_to_my_first_bondage_experience_a_pic_i