I have recently had a strange experience with this girl I met through work. She was a management coach that my company had hired for some training, and I was one of the lucky ones.
We started out communication via sms chats, and somehow it turned out to be more and more flirty in the tone. She was very open minded and told me a lot about her preferences and experiences in that field.
It was time for us to meet to do a first training session, and the chemistry was electric. We went for a walk together, and sat down on a bench. I told her about some personal struggle I had been through and she leaned in to give me a hug. It was like being struck by lightning, and my mind went totally blank. She let go and I could not help kissing her. Another lightning strike, and my hands roamed around her body as she moaned and kissed me back as deep as I have ever experienced. Suddenly she drew herself away and looked spooked. She started crying, and told me she needed to leave. It was to much, the connection was to strong, and she could not do this since we both were married.
We broke off all communications for about a week, and but there was something in the air that I could not control. My wife complained that I was “different” but in a positive way. It was time for our next session and since we had made arrangements in a restaurant I went to see if she would be there. She was already in place at a corner table, a bit hidden from the rest of the place. We had lunch and talked through different topics, but no mention of the last experience. Not until the end, where she suggested a walk to finish off our two hours. We walked by a river, mostly all alone, and sat down on a bench again. She was cold so she sat down very close and asked me to but my hand inside her coat to warm her back. We did not say anything for a while, until she suddenly said “If you feel a bit further down, I do not have any underwear on”. My mind went bust again so I slid my hand down her back to her ass and correct, there was no underwear under her tight dress. I touched all of her ass and the put her hand in my lap, stroking my bulge outside my pants. I tried to kiss her, but no, that was not permitted. Not sure how long we sat there but suddenly our two ours were up and whe went for her next client, telling me she was so wet she was dripping down her thighs.
Another week went by and we were to meet again, at the same place. This time we ate a lot faster and we rather quickly went for a walk along the same river. We stopped under a bridge, where we were very sheltered. we startet cuddling right away, touching eachother all over, but still no kissing. At one point she was on my lap grinding my hard bulge, and she commanded me to kiss her breast that I could easily access in her cleavage. They looked like teenage breast, nice and pink, firm and soft at the same time. I could not believe that she was a 40 year old woman.
We had a long discussion after this session on what we were doing, wether to go forward or to stop. We agreed that we would not have sex and that we would try to keep it professional for for one last time, but something must have snapped in our heads because we agreed on meeting at her combined house and office the next time. What a recipe for dissaster.
I came to her house around lunchtime, bringing some food for us, and we startet talking. First we sat in chairs and it was all decent, then she wantet do do some trust exercises. It was the classical ones where I stood with my eyes closed and she did different things to bring me off balance and teach me to trust her helping me. Went fine until she suddenly kissed me. Sparks flying again and my knees were shaking. It did not help when she climbed up on me, wrapping her arms and legs around me. I grabbed her ass to hold her, and it was clear that she had taken her pants off. I opened my eyes, and decided to carry her over to the sofa that was close, and put her down there. I stood on top of her, we were kissing and I was holding her. I went up for air, and could see that she only had her bra on. I started stroking her, kissing her soft body. My hands were drawn in between her legs, and I started touching her, fingering her clit and she was so wet and slippery. My fingers roamed around her clit and up and down her crack, but not going in her.
I stood up to stretch my back and get a better look at her, and startet undoing my pants, but she said “Stop, we are not having sex. But I want you to taste me” I was so horny at that moment that I would probably have done anything to fuck her, but licking a wet pussy is not something I am known for rejecting. Oh my god she tasted good. I have never tasted something that nice and sweet, and she was literaly whimpering as my tounge performed acrobatics on her clit. I licked her first softly going harder, flicking her clit, soothing it with a soft tounge, pushing my tounge in her vagina to an enormous response. She pulled her legs up and asked me to go further down, and I got to lick a perfect pink asshole as well, to her great delight. She was squeezing her tits and having big problems lying still on the couch, definately enjoying my treatment.
I wanted to be inside her with some part of me, and startet slowly pushing my finger inside her. They ar equite big and thick, and the reaction I got was amazing. She trew her head up, wide open eyes and almost screaming “oh yes”. She took my hands and pushed it down to her clit again and made me continue. Her vagina was something special, I have never experienced a so controlled use of her muscles. It felt like she sucked me in somehow and I was so deep with my finger pushing up at her g-spot. She almost immediately arched her back, making a howl and orgasmd quite heavily with my finger trapped inside her and my mouth on her clit. She rode the wave for a couple of minutes, and then she pushed me away, looking at me like I had hurt her or something. She was panting. “You need to go now” she said to me, and could not do anything but oblige.
I was hard, horny and confused at this point, driving home with my blue balls. I dod not know that to do, and had to stop at a gas station to release the pressure.
Next visits in part 2
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dsvy6h/mf_how_i_became_a_sub_or_the_girl_i_never_fucked