I let a stranger [M] degrade [M]e – Part I

A couple of weeks ago, I got chatting with a guy on Grindr. We chatted generally about what we like and what we do in our respective lives etc. On Grindr, especially in my city, it is difficult to find somebody who can express themselves. Usually, you have to wade through creeps who want to know how big your penis is or if you ‘hv plc’ apart from the people who will ‘fuk u hardddd’ in turn for a thousand rupees, an hour (USD14). I usually mark a star on the profiles of people who I can have conversations with.

Friday night, this guy and I got talking. I told him about some things I’ve always wanted to try. He said he was totally down for it. We agreed to meet the next day.

Saturday afternoon, I reached his place at 3.30 with a hard stop at 5 p.m.

We were sitting at his dining table, drinking some beers when he adjusted his chair so that we were now sitting face-to-face. While he drank his beer with one hand, he began stroking my thigh. It felt so good to be touched liked that…I was instantly hard. I think he saw me lick my lips when he leaned towards me and kissed me on my lips. He smooched long and hard, with both his lips covering mine, his tongue flicking lightly at my lips while both of us were breathing hard.

He broke off the kiss to unbuckle my trousers to expose the fishnet stockings and red lace panties I was wearing underneath. He began stroking the side of my crotch with one finger through the zipper gap. I sighed. Was it allowed to feel so good?

He stood me up and let my pants drop to my ankles. His hands ran over my body while his lips were still locked over mine.

He nudged me towards the bedroom. Once inside, I stepped out of my pants and sat on his bed in my shirt, bra underneath it, stockings and panties. He pushed me back on the bed and got on top of me, still mauling my lips, my face, my cheeks, touching my chest, looking for my nipples. A couple of times, I felt him trying to grab my hair but I try to keep my hair short. He unbuttoned my shirt and removed it. He unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his almost hairless torso.

‘Will you be my bitch today?’ He whispered. I nodded. He slapped me, lightly. I gasped. We had discussed this but the first one took me by surprise. He continued to slap my cheeks, not too hard. I could have taken it harder but I didn’t tell him that.

I had shut my eyes because of the slapping. I felt him pinch my cheeks to open my mouth. I felt a gob of wet mush in my mouth. I opened my mouth to realize he had just spit in my mouth. I licked my lips and swallowed it. He looked pleased.

‘Randi,’ he called me. The Hindi word for ‘whore’. I was so hard.

He pushed up my bra and went to town on my highly sensitive nipples. Licking, sucking, biting, pinching, groping. (Two days later, I’m still sore from all that nipple action. My nipples hurt even when they rub against my t-shirt). The slapping, spitting and nippling continued for a bit. I could feel his hardon against mine.

(to be continued…)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/avbtz6/i_let_a_stranger_m_degrade_me_part_i