[MF] Submissive in Seattle

Note: all rough play depicted here was discussed and consented to prior to the encounter.

J is 5’1” and thick as the day is long, sporting a Pixar Mom ass, J-cups and a smile that shoots through me like a lightning bolt. Her and I “met” through Twitter; we’re both in the tech industry, but she was unemployed at the time and “selling ass” – as she put it – on OnlyFans. For months before we met, we confided in each other and shared (among other things) our kinks and attitudes towards sex, coming to realize that our respective dom (me) and sub (her) styles vibed well. When she found a job, I decided to visit Seattle (I live in Austin).

I rested and got high my first night, had drinks with J the second and invited her to “hang out” in my hotel room the third. After engaging in our favorite pastime – talking about sex and kink – for half-an-hour or so, I asked if I could kiss her. Following a pleasant makeout and undressing session – during which I found myself stunned into reverential silence at the sight of her amazing tits – I grabbed her by the wrists and pinned her against the wall.

Face-to-face, I seized her lips with mine before planting rough kisses up her neck and jaw, whispering tender praise into her ear. Wanting to feel J’s pussy wrapped around my fingers, I grabbed her by the throat and again shoved her up against the wall, her head audibly thudding against the drywall. I delivered a firm slap across her right cheek, eliciting a sharp, aroused moan before I reached into her panties. She let out the second sluttiest, full-throated moan I’d ever heard as I slapped her clit 5-8 times. Swirling my middle finger around it, I slid easily into her soaking cunt, causing her to release the sluttiest moan I’d ever herd.

Her arms free, J slid her hand into my boxers, stroking the head of my turgid cock. After another slap and a kiss, I let her go, and she slid to her knees, immediately taking my powerful dick in her mouth. She slid her lips up-and-down my shaft, keeping eye contact the entire time. I couldn’t stand how horny this made me and grabbed her by the back of the head, bobbing it up-and-down on my raging hardon. Taking full control, I grabbed her by the hair with both hands, holding her head stationary as I rhythmically impaled her gorgeous face. As she began to choke and gag, I let her head go, petting her head; “good girl” I complemented her. She set to work on me again with her mouth, fully dedicated to her task.

J, my cock still in her mouth, motioned towards the bed; her inquisitive eyes made the muffled question she asked superfluous. I got onto the bed and laid back; she, not wanting to lose her good girl status, immediately got up there as well and took my shaft in her mouth again. I gently played with her pussy and asshole as she ministered to my dick and balls, pampering the latter with her exquisite tongue. By this point, her gorgeous “lil beav” (her term) was practically dripping as she straddled me and slid it down my girthy prick. On this count, I refuse to be cool or stoic: J’s pussy was the greatest I’ve ever experienced and almost a month later I still can’t get it out of my mind. I again closed my hand around her throat, occasionally delivering another face slap as she rode me. My cock occasionally slipping out due to her dampness, I began rubbing her clit roughly with my thumb, which I knew from our discussions was a win button for her. She leaned forward into me, our faces mere inches from each other as she essentially twerked on my girthy rod before letting out the long, contented sigh that signaled her cumming. “No fair…” she said with a slightly embarrassed smile as she slumped onto me.

Taking a quick breather, I instructed her – with the aid of a resounding slap of the ass – to lay back on the bed towards the edge. Sidling up to her, I yanked her by the thighs closer towards me so I could slide into her; she was still absolutely soaked. Hooking my arms under her knees, I bent her back into a pretzel pose as I started fucking her, my dick going in-and-out with the smoothness and rhythm of a piston. Dicking her down at a steady pace we locked eyes, her smile beaming up at me, telegraphing abject bliss. “Your smile is gorgeous,” I disclosed. “Yours lights up the room; you’re so handsome” she retorted. This was special; while she’d often complemented me as “cute,” she’d never described me as “handsome” before. Emboldened, my stroke became more powerful and remained steady; she begged me to cum inside her. My intent had been to go several more rounds, but I couldn’t handle this; the intimacy and the hunger with which she plead drove me insane. My hips naturally began to sway in and out at a pace which I knew would make me release my nut into this woman. “Cum for me,” she begged again, shortly after which I pumped what felt like gallons of my seed into her yearning pussy, leaving me blissfully spent.

The rest of the weekend with her was wonderfully vanilla and compared to our sexcapade. This included a nighttime picnic and drinks after we cleaned-up, ending with us kissing on the boardwalk of Puget Sound while enjoying the sunset the next day. It was a glorious weekend and, needless to say, I can’t wait for her to visit Austin.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tt80li/mf_submissive_in_seattle