[FM] Part 2. I let my weird neighbour come round and watch me and my boyfriend fucking.

For part 1, please follow the link: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/o881x2/i_let_my_weird_neighbour_come_round_and_watch_me/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

As I said in part 1, I split up with my boyfriend so that I could explore things with my neighbour who I realised was into BDSM.

He would come round to my house – at this point I still hadn’t been round his. He was naturally a dominant person and I just went along with whatever he said – I was very submissive to him, if not a little scared of him but that added to the excitement for me. He wouldn’t let me kiss him or snuggle with him – he just wanted to fuck me and that was that, no intimacy allowed. I didn’t even know much about him at this point, he was just my weird neighbour who was naturally very dominant both sexually and personally.

The first time he came round he told me to take off my clothes whilst he watched and let my tits hang free (he was a tits man more than anything else). He then ordered me to lean over my dressing table stool and wait for him. He then spanked me so hard, he didn’t even start off soft, just went straight in for the kill. I yelped but I did kind of like it and I didn’t want to make a fuss because I knew he’d probably make me suffer more. He spanked me over and over again just with his bare hand hard, my ass was on fire after not long, I could feel it burning. I was sort of turned on but very nervous too wondering what I’d let myself in for.

Eventually he stopped and shoved his fingers straight inside me from behind without warning, it made me moan so much, he was fingering me so fast and hard, I could hear how wet I was. He was calling me a slutty little bitch saying how much I loved being submissive to him. Every now and then he would take his fingers out and just use his hand to slap my pussy hard – something which I still love now.

He stopped suddenly and turned me over on my stool so I was laid with my back on it and my head hanging off and then he fucked my throat so hard literally just rammed his full length down my throat. I’d never been throat fucked in this position before – I didn’t have chance to even use my mouth or tongue, he was just fucking it and used his hand to lean over and squeeze and slap my tits really hard whilst he was doing so. He was doing this for a couple of minutes whilst I was just gagging and spitting all over his cock almost needing to come up for air.

He then ordered me to get on the bed. I felt such a rush of excitement because I knew I was about to be fucked. Hard. As expected, he rammed his hard, fat cock straight inside my pussy and lifted my legs up to rest on his shoulders so he was so deep inside me. He was still squeezing and slapping my tits and even slapping my face and spitting on me as he fucked me hard. He told me he wanted me to beg for it harder and call him daddy. I just obliged and said, “Please fuck me harder daddy” over and over again. He came in me and then wanted to pretty much immediately leave – no chatting or cuddling afterwards.

I was aching and I felt so bruised – it was my first time having sex quite so rough. I decided I didn’t want to do it again, it was too much for me and far out of my comfort zone. I went to bed feeling a little deflated.

When I awoke the next day, it’s like my eyes had been opened. I couldn’t stop thinking about the night before and how hot it had been and how much I enjoyed being dominated so much. The sex had truly made me feel like I had been “taken”. I was so horny and was fingering myself thinking about what we did. I then messaged him and we had many more occasions – more extreme ones at his house with gags, ropes anything and everything else – I had my eyes opened so much and I loved all my experiences with him. We would go out in public and he’d push me against a tree and take me from behind. I would go into university with hand prints on my face and around my neck. We also just had a strange relationship where we could have intelligent conversation but never anything emotional and never any intimacy – I don’t think I ever got to kiss him. I could tell he cared for me though. He was a very complicated person and he’s still in my life now (not sexually though) and yet I still don’t understand him much more than what I did then. He tries sometimes to rekindle things with me but I won’t and I am very sure about that.

I have fond memories of that time of my life and I needed that at that time, I wanted somebody to take full control of me. It was an extremely exciting time for me. However, I would never go back to it. That was right for me then and I’m grateful for the experience but now I’m not into being submissive at all – I’m more dominant than submissive and no longer willing to degrade myself or be degraded but I understand the pleasure people receive from it. Still always happy to have my throat fucked though!

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