Have you ever had a connection with someone so strong that you would do whatever they tell you to do? Well, it’s rare and I have experienced that twice. Once back in 2012 and the second time (which was twice as strong) this past Saturday.
Back in 2012, I met a guy, long story short, we couldn’t keep our hands to ourselves since day one. He had an amazing body, a presence that made my body shiver and his breast play was on point, but for work reasons he had to move far away. Keep in mind, we never had sex, but we did oral, 69 and he devour my nipples like no one else had done it before. Therefore, my sexual experiences after him were not the most pleasurable ones because I couldn’t find a man that made me crazy or turned on as he did. Well, as time passed, I got curious about exploring new things, yet I struggle to find a sexual partner that can make me feel as desired and turn on as that guy from 2012 did.
Fast forward to Saturday, march 7th of 2020. I’m in my room, talking with a guy from reddit that has responded to my previous posts. The guy was persistent, but he challenged me and I responded back. Turns out, we had things in common, but were very opposite in others, but we kept talking. Come to find out, we were VERY sexually compatible, very specific and straightforward on what we wanted. We started texting about different things and little by little things got heated and we moved to video call. We were not expecting what the afternoon and the whole night would bring us and after a few minutes… Well, let me begin.
As we talked over the phone, he made me feel safe, desired, I wanted him and I had no idea why. HE looked at me, and it made my body shiver from head to toe. HE smiled at me in a flirtatious way as enjoying every part of my body. He said “i love your curly hair, grabbed it, play with it” and so I did. Something so simple, I never thought would turn me on so fast. I started playing with my hair and I was getting turn on (something I wasn’t expecting). I have big boobs and he liked that, it was a lazy Saturday for me, so I was wearing no bra. Now picture a set of 42F size boobs with a tshirt and nipples getting slightly hard. Yes, HE liked that too. HE said, “lift your shirt up, I want to see them” and I obeyed, not even asking why, I never expected to feel so turned on by looking at someone admiring me while I played with my hair with one hand as I twisted and pinch my nipple with the other hand. I was getting dripping wet, he was warming my pussy up just by his commands. I can’t imagine, how fucking wet I would have been if he had laid hands on me.
HE decided to join me, I was speechless, HIS cock was big, thick, and ready to be licked. I closed my eyes and imagine my lips wrapping his cock, deep throating it till he cums in my mouth and swallowing every drop of his delicious cum. Here is the thing, I don’t deep throat and I don’t swallow. But, he had me crazy about him to the point of me wanting to do ANYTHING to make him feel satisfied. I don’t like the word “slut.” But, he said “Keep playing with your tits, I love how beautiful you look, are you ready to be daddy’s little slut?” I didn’t think twice, I felt excited, my body wanted him, I nodded and smiled at him and said “yes, daddy.”
I don’t know HIM, we just started talking, but our interaction was smooth, organic and full of mutual desire. It felt like we knew each other for such a long time. There was no pressure, there was no force. I wanted HIM, all of HIM, I wanted HIM to take me anyway he wanted to. HE wanted to take me raw and I wanted to take every-single-inch of his cock. HIS dominant side was so compatible to my submissive side (a side I never knew I had).
I touched myself and my pussy was dripping wet, just ready to fuck him, I wanted him to be in my room seating on my bed, me kneeling down getting ready to suck his thick cock all the fucking way. This man had me horny, dripping wet, and my pussy was aching to feel HIS raw cock inside me. I didn’t ask why I felt that way, I just enjoyed it….Oh and when he came!!! Fuck, I wanted to lick every drop and suck him dry.
Once we were done playing, we cool down and kept talking. We said goodnight, but stayed on the phone the whole night instead of hanging up. We both fell asleep, still on the phone, not talking, but sleeping. I never did that before. It felt different… It was sweet.
Now, would I like to meet this man in person? Abso-fucking-lutely.
If I ever do, would you like to know what happens? Maybe a part 2?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fgcgye/a_rare_occasion_fm
You, madam, are a first-class scribe of smut.