I used to think that I was a dominant, even though I had only been in a couple vanilla relationships. I was there, my partners were there, naked, kissing, cuddling and barely fucking. I didn’t know what was happening with me. Of course I was turned on by naked women, but I wasn’t really enjoying most of it. I wasn’t until I came across a very strange lady at the bar.
I was 19, which is a legal age where I’m from, as I was approached by an older lady. I never knew her age, but I would guess her to be in her late 20s.
She walked towards me and grabbed a seat on the stool next to me. I didn’t know what to say, or do. I was never approached by someone before. It was obvious she sat next to me. There were plenty of empty seats around.
“What are you doing all alone?” she asked, and I told her that I was of the legal age. She smirked.
“Oh, are you?” she said whilst trying to sound unenthusiastic.
I grabbed my drink and turned to the side, to face her. I introduced myself and she did the same. We awkwardly shook hands, and that was it. No more words.
But then, roughly half an hour later, she asked, “Wanna get out of here?”
I was more than happy to do so. “Where are you taking me?” I asked.
“Do you need your mum’s permission?” she asked.
I had no choice but to leave with her. I followed her and got inside of a cab. She was awfully chill about it with her legs widely spread as we were in the back seats.
“So, ever been with an older woman?” she asked.
“Uh… yeah,” I nervously replied.
She let out a chuckle and laid her head back.
“You think I’m joking? Maybe you can’t handle me. You might end up needing to call for back-up, if you know what I mean,” I said awkwardly. We both knew that it wasn’t the truth.
Soon after, we reached somewhere in the middle of nowhere. This woman had taken me to, what it seemed like was a shitty motel. She took me to a room and pushed me in bed.
“Tell me to stop if it’s too much,” she told me. I was excited and terrified at the same time. I didn’t know what I was about to experience.
She seemed to be living there, in the room. It had her stuff, some unusual stuff. She grabbed a pair of cuffs before she demanded for me to take my shirt off, and so I did. I was laid down, and before I knew it, she got on top of me. She kissed me and tied my hands along the bed’s headboard at the same time. She got off by biting and pulling my bottom lip.
She, then, wrapped a piece of cloth around my eyes. She blindfolded me, got undressed, and dressed in a pair of an incredibly sexy pair of lingerie. She took the blindfold off of me.
What she seemed to do then was to take my pants off to reveal my already hard cock. I could still remember her making a ‘Mmmm’ sound when she did that.
I don’t remember much else but I remember her licking along my shaft. All she did was lick. She licked it as if it was a popsicle. She licked and licked, and licked. She didn’t stop.
She didn’t stop, not until I started bursting out thick ropes of cum all over my own body and face. I remember it being warm. I hit orgasm and all she had to do was lick my shaft for a short time.
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To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/t4g0wc/femdom_hot_older_girl_from_the_bar_mf
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