This election cycle has made me realize how anti-feminist, submissive, and old fashioned I am. I understand and can relate to some parts of this current re-launching of feminism, but I feel like I’m not on the same wavelength as most women.
I have been called “weak” and “not an ally to women” on facebook. One bitch said “you don’t really care, because you would rather have a guy mansplain it to you so you don’t have to think about it.” Wow.
I didn’t realize having political opinions or not caring about things guys say made me HATE ALL WOMEN. Anyway…
I was just struck by how different I am…maybe I should have been born in the 30s. So I have always been submissive and I love being dominated in bed. I like aggressive attention and don’t mind most sexual comments. I also love really strong guys that are assertive and tell me what they want. My dream since maybe I was a teenager has always been to marry a successful man and I’m a housewife. I don’t want to work except cooking and cleaning.
I have been busty and curvy since 6th grade so I think that also has had an impact on me because I got a lot of attention from aggressive guys. Can’t mention any stories before 18 years old so…
I had a boyfriend senior year who was a nice guy and really cute. We were at a graduation party and he passed out drunk around 1am after throwing up in the bathroom. Two football guys I barely knew, Jared and Robert, helped me carry him to a living room couch.
Jared: Is this your boyfriend?
Me: Yes.
Robert: I think he’s dead. You might need a new boyfriend.
Me: I think he will make it.
Jared: Well, if he doesn’t…let me know.
Robert: Let me know first though.
Me: Ok, I’ll let you both know.
I saw them later on the deck when I was getting another beer.
Jared: Hey, is he still alive?
Me: Yeah, I think so…
Robert: So, even if he does make it…you had no way of knowing that… if you need a boyfriend for just tonight.
Me: What? You guys are crazy…
Robert: I’m saying…hey, come down to the basement and watch us lift weights. Your boyfriend can’t lift anything…
Me: Ok.
I was drunk, and they were big, muscle guys that had me interested. I instantly imagined having sex with both of them.
This house was so big that it had an exercise room in the finished basement. We went inside and Jared closed the door behind him.
Robert: Ok, sit on that ball and watch…
He took off his tight shirt and I was shocked by his big pecs and abs. He looked so hot. I sat on the yoga ball and bounced.
Jared: He just wanted to see your boobs bounce, you know.
I laughed.
Robert: Fuck yeah, I want to see her tits bounce…how much do you weigh?
Me: Um, 150? I lied…
Robert: Ok, we will start there.
He lifted 150. Then my boyfriends weight. Then his own weight. Then 250.
Robert: Ok…I can do more but you gotta take off your shirt if you want to see more.
Me: Ha…sounds hot but I can’t.
Jared: Are you hurt? I’ll help you…
Jared came over and touched my shoulders and then started grabbing my shirt. I didn’t stop him when he grabbed it and pulled it over my head. I had on a lacy black bra.
Both of the guys commented on my big tits and made me bounce on the ball. They said I was the hottest girl at the party.
Robert: Ok, I’ll do 275 but the only way I can do it is if you sit right here. You can spot me.
Me: I can’t do this with you guys…I want to but someone will walk in here….
There was no lock on the door and Jared went over and piled some big barbell weights in front of the door. He said it was locked. That made me a little scared, but I think just because of what I wanted to do.
I went over to Robert and straddled his lap as he laid down on the bench. He lifted the extra weight that Jared put on. I started grinding on his dick as he was lifting. He stopped lifting and told me to take off my bra. I took it off and squeezed my tits together with my arms as I rubbed his chest. He was so strong and hot.
Robert told me to take off my jeans and I got up and wiggled my big ass out of them as Jared watched from behind. Robert sat up on the bench, but I liked grinding on him so I sat back on his lap, we made out, and I grinded my pussy on his cock through my shiny, black panties. I pawed at his chest and back and he grabbed my ass, spanked it, and sucked on my tits.
This is when I found out that I liked spanking and being dominated.
Robert stood up, holding me by my ass as I had my arms wrapped around him. He sat me down and spanked my ass and called me a bad girl. He took off his pants and told me to get on my knees. He took out his hard cock and put it on my face and I started sucking him. He told me not to use my hand when I started stroking him. Then he had me lay on the bench press and he took off my panties and played with my pussy, eventually sticking two fingers in as I moaned. Then he got a condom out, pet it on, and shoved his cock in my wet pussy. He fucked me for a few minutes and I noticed Jared standing above me at the other end of the bench press. Jared took off his pants and took out his small but fat cock. He started stroking it above me and then he got down and put his cock and his sweaty balls in my face until I licked his shaft and his balls. I turned my head and tilted back so he could put his cock in my mouth. I sucked him while Robert pounded my pussy. Robert turned me over so he could fuck me from behind and this allowed Jared to get sucked better. I sucked and stroked his cock and he grabbed my tits a little. He came in my mouth and on my lips and chin. I spit his cum on the blue mat on the floor and wiped off my chin on the bench press. Robert was still pounding me and he started to spank me and pull my hair and I came so hard after and had to make him stop for a few seconds. He called me a hot, naughty slut and kept spanking my big ass. He came about a minute after that in the condom.
More to come…hope you like!
This is me:
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/58itbm/submissive_slut_part_1_fmm
How many more stories do you plan to tell?
When are you available for parties?
This made me hard at work. Awesome.
In my experience being submissive doesn’t have much to do with politics. But advances in women’s rights does mean that you have choices around your sexuality. Don’t be too worried about what grumpy Facebook feminists think. Be yourself.
You are so sexy. You need a strong older man.
You might like /r/sluttyconfessions and or /r/stupidslutclub
I know they’ll like you!
Looking forward to more.
Damn what a hot a naughty girl you are. I’m sure you have a story about pulling a train :)