The joys of early kink [fM]

Hi! Avid gonewild reader here, first-time poster. Hope you enjoy.

I had my first “real” boyfriend, and by that I mean the first person I was ever mutually in love and lust with, when I was a teenager. I met him in the parking lot of a club near the beach where a friend and I were hanging out, and a few weeks later, we went on our first date. He took me to see the movie Henry June. It was eye-opening for me at the time and totally hot.

I was newly 18 and he was 22, so there was a bit of a difference there in terms of age but also of experience. I came from a loving and financially secure upper middle class family. He was the child of a divorced mother and father who seemed to have trouble managing him and his behavior. His mom was from the Caribbean and left him in the US with his dad after their divorce. Sadly, his dad killed himself when he was a teenager and his mom brought him to the islands to live with her. That didn’t go so well since he was kind of a wild city kid by that point. I went to an all-girls Catholic prep school. He had gone to a special high school for “at risk” kids as part of a juvenile diversion program. Sexually speaking, I was a virgin and he was very experienced and had a reputation for being fun to sleep with.

We were totally in love with each other and he was the one who really opened me up sexually. He was fun, kinky, and dominant in bed. He loved to tie me up, to tease me until I begged him to let me cum, and to experiment with all kinds of sexual styles and positions. I was fairly shy at the time and I think he enjoyed my relative innocence combined with a deep sexual curiosity. As a natural submissive, I loved to please and enjoyed the process of fulfilling his wide-ranging sexual interests and desires.

Okay. enough buildup! There were two things he used to do that absolutely drove me crazy and honestly still get me hot when I think about them to this day. The first one is something he would do when we were just hanging out in his room, having fun talking and listening to music. We’d be in the middle of a conversation and he would just stop and look at me and say, “Take off your clothes.” I loved the way he would flip the switch—confidently, coolly and instantly changing a non-sexual situation into a sexual one. Every time, it would take my breath away for a moment and then I would immediately comply, removing all of my clothing. Sometimes we would have sex immediately and other times he’d tease me by continuing to chat like everything was normal while I sat there getting progressively wetter. Until finally, he’d come over and dip his fingers between my pussy lips and comment on how wet I was and how badly I must want to be fucked right then. And then things would take off from there. I think it forever sealed a CMNF kink within me.

Okay, so the second thing he used to do shared some similarities but took things to another level. At the time, my boyfriend had moved and was living in an apartment with 3-4 other roommates – skaters, punks, artists, musicians, etc. – who were fairly wild. I was a bit intimidated by the heavy masculine energy so mostly we’d hang out in my boyfriend’s room. His room opened onto the living room where everyone always partied. So we’d be hanging out and he’d stop mid-conversation and say, “Hey, I’m going to go in the living room for a bit and when I come back I want you on my bed, on your knees, face down, ass up, looking at this dirty magazine. And I want you dripping wet for me with two fingers in your pussy.” And then he’d kiss me and walk out, leaving me speechless. The request itself drove me crazy with anticipation, and complying with his instructions made me feel super vulnerable. His door was unlocked and I worried endlessly (though clearly with some level of erotic excitement) about the possibility that someone would accidentally open the door and find me in such a compromising position. I would anxiously await his return usually 15-20 minutes later. He’d come back, high from several bong hits, and take his time rewarding me for being such a good girl.

We had many adventures over the years and these early experiences set the course for many of the kinks that continue to captivate me to this day.

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