So Monday was International Women’s Day and I had a surprise visit from my new-ish Dom. And this is what happened (*this post is actually an assignment from Mr. Sir, to record/write up our encounter and post it to Reddit*)
Mr. Sir is quite busy with many IRL obligations, so 95% of our interactions are online. I am also relatively new to bdsm after thinking and fantasizing about it for years. He has 10 years experience despite the fact he is twelve years younger than me….but I am a late bloomer, in all things apparently. I didn’t realize when we met online that this was how our fwb relationship would turn out…but I adore it. I was thrilled to meet someone I just knew was strong and smart enough to **actually** dominate me. I love being my Mr. Sir’s dirty filthy slut. I love him directing me, guiding me, and having to ask for permission to masturbate or only being allowed to cum if he allows it, stripping naked to obey him in the middle of my living room…even when he isn’t here. He recognized my closeted submissive nature and has been slowly bringing out the best in me.
So I was more than a little stunned when during our chat on Monday afternoon he spontaneously decided to come by after work for a visit. He texted, “It would be absolutely amazing to use your cunt in celebration of International Women’s Day”…omg! my heart started beating so hard! I glanced around my small but tastefully furnished apartment, and began tidying up furiously…putting fresh pillow cases on the bed…quickly washing the few dishes in the sink…and raced to jump in the shower. Before I knew it he was texting that he had arrived.
When I opened the door, I just melted into his arms. Mr. Sir gives the most amazing strong hugs, perfectly enveloping me. I am quite curvy but only five feet tall, so I adore being snuggled in his arms. He is so masculine, I immediately feel like my most feminine self. And as I nestled into him, I inhaled his amazing scent, so unique to Mr. Sir…clean, but also rich and spicy. “Did you miss me?” he asked. ”hmm, yes Mr. Sir…very much,” I sighed.
I took his jacket and went to hang it up in my closet as he started unlacing his boots. I returned to him and kneeled at his feet to remove his socks and help him peel off his pants. Very quickly he was standing in front of me with his huge gorgeous cock straining behind his underwear. He moved them down and there was his lovely hard cock in my face as I kneeled in front of him. I greedily wrapped my hands around it and looked up at him, “Oh Mr. Sir, look what you brought me.” I took him into my mouth, then out, then running my tongue up his shaft and around his engorged tip. I have seen my fair share of cocks in my life, but never one that was as perfect to me, with both impressive length and girth and just the slightest curve…his cock was made to be worshipped by me. I started lavishing all my attention on him, sighing and moaning as I sucked and stroked him…again inhaling his delicious scent, working him with my hands as I eventually made my way down to lap at his balls and suck them gently into my mouth…as I moved my way back up to bob in a rhythm getting good suction, he suddenly grabbed my hair forcefully and took control away from me…forcing his cock deeper down my throat. He was controlling the rhythm now, fucking my mouth with his length. It was divine as I relaxed and submitted to his forceful use of my mouth and throat…only breathing when he pulled back enough to allow it, his hands in my hair pushing me where he wanted me. At some point he had stripped me out of my clothes, I honestly don’t remember when or how, but by this point I was naked kneeling in front of him as he fed me his cock…occasionally reaching down to pinch my sensitive nipples.
The next thing I knew he was yanking me to stand up and draping me over the ottoman on my stomach, my ass in the air, as he spread my legs and started to penetrate me from behind…my cunt dripping wet and ready for him but being stretched by him…ohh has anyone ever stretched my cunt the way Mr. Sir does? He will probably ruin me for anyone else. After he slid into me slowly, he began to steadily pound into me… no need for any other foreplay, he knew how badly I needed him, how badly I wanted him to fuck me as hard as he could “Did you miss me, my little slut?” he asked again as his cock repeatedly battered my wet pussy with authority…”yes..so much Mr. Sir…it feels sooo good to have you inside of me,” I moaned with my face down against the cushion.
Then without warning he jerked me back up again by my hair and shoved me in the direction of the kitchen…”get in there, put your hands flat against the counter and bend over, “ I struggled to obey as quickly as possible, bending over the cold short metal-topped cabinet with my hands spread out on either side of my head, my heavy breasts smashed into the cold hard surface and pushing my ass and hips out for him. Again he was on me, sliding his thick length inside me again, roughly using my cunt, punishing me with his urgent and forceful thrusts again and again. I was in bliss to be used by him. It felt amazing to be completely in his control…just giving over to the pleasure of being filled and stretched over and over, not thinking, not worrying, not trying to make any decisions, just giving myself up to the pleasure of being used like the good slut that I actually am. And then the spanks started…no warning (just something negotiated well beforehand) but in the moment, they seemed out of the blue and I was startled by them…so hard and forceful on my ass. The stinging pain coming as a surprise but so welcome as was the continued pounding of my thirsty cunt by his hungry cock.
And then just as I started to relax into it, Mr. Sir jerked me up by my hair again and shoved me down the hall, stopping me again to shove me up against the wall…kicking my feet apart and pushing my face into the wall as he entered me again and fucked me hard from behind. “Don’t forget, I can take you anywhere I want,” he growled into my ear. I just nodded and moaned and struggled to stay on my tiptoes with my hips tilted back to accommodate him as he continued to fuck me mercilessly.
If you are enjoying reading about my time with Mr. Sir, let me know in the comments and I will post the rest. Thanks for reading.?
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/m29rs5/celebrating_international_womens_day_by_being
[link for Part II](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/m2lc91/celebrating_international_womens_day_by_being/)