My first femdom part 7: the boyfriend fantasy [mf]

First 6 parts in my profile!

TL;DR: I’m in a fem/sub relationship with Claire, who has one stipulation: if I ever use my safe word, she’ll end our arrangement and find someone else.

This story is a slight departure from the rest. It’s a little more wholesome with a twist, which caught me by surprise at the time.

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My back was still aching. My limbs were stiff from being in the chair. Still all I felt was Claire’s mouth on me, so none of the pain mattered.

I had already cum 5 times, over the course of 5 hours or so. My mind was still high from my first ever unprotected sex, but more from the fact that she used me to teach someone else a lesson.

“I feel your cock pulsing,” Claire said, taking me back in.

“I think I can do one more, maybe,” I replied.

Claire’s head bobbed back and first slowly, and she let my cock slide out of her mouth, followed by twirling her tongue around the head.

“You owe me two more, remember?”

My balls began to feel numb, the kind of numbness you get after being hit in the groin. Only, she hadn’t played with my balls nearly as much as she had in the past. This time, my balls were hurting from being emptied so much.

“I’ll try…” I feigned.

Claire began stroking me with her hand. She grabbed the lube on the ground that she had used on me earlier and applied some to me, using her hand to rub it in.

“Would it help if I rode you again?” She asked.

“I don’t think I get a choice anyways, do I?”

Claire giggled in response, standing up from her kneeling position and throwing one leg after the other over me, straddling me. She placed one arm around the head rest of the chair, and the other between her legs, guiding my cock into her as she sat down.

She began moving up and down on me, and leaned in, kissing me.

“I’ll make you a deal…”

“I already know I have to accept.”

Claire stopped riding me, leaned backwards and grabbed the dildo she left behind earlier and held up up to my lips.

I tightened my jaw. I did not want her to choke me again.

“Open,” she said, giving my balls a light squeeze with her free hand. I can instinctively opened, as if my body had made the decision for me. Without wasting a second, she shoved the dikdo to the back of my throat, choking me once again.

“You don’t interrupt me. And you don’t assume you know what I’m going to do.” She held me there, choking me until my eyes were filled with water, my mouth salivating, trying to Free myself.

Claire finally relented, allowing me to breathe.

“You’re getting pretty good at that, by the way,” she said. “Anyways, this time you do get a choice – I finish you right now, and I let you out, but you spend tonight and tomorrow night with me.”

I was intrigued. What would the other choice be?

“Or…” she began riding me again, “I finish you now, and we keep going until you cum again, and I send you home tonight.”

By now Claire’s pace has increased. I was getting close. I didn’t want to be in this chair all night, so the obvious answer seemed obvious to me. This was a change of pace for Claire as she had previously used me and sent me home as soon as she was done.

“I’ll stay the weekend,” I answered.

“I think you made the right choice,” Claire said. She then leaned in and kissed me again, and now increased her pace.

I felt my balls tighten and hurt once again as I came, for the sixth time that evening. This time I didn’t have to be quiet during my orgasm, so I took this opportunity to let Claire know how good she felt.

Claire slowed down, coming to a halt but leaving me inside of her.

“I love you,” she whispered into my ear.

This was a huge wtffff for me at the time. Claire was by far the best sexual partner I had, and sure, I got a little jealous earlier in the night when Matt was over, but at this point it had only been a month or so since we’d first hooked up. Maybe not even a month. I was kind of at a loss for words, so I just leaned in to kiss her again.

She broke the kiss and pulled away from me.

“Are you going to say anything?”

I wanted to tread carefully because I didn’t want to lose Claire, but I wouldn’t even be ready to call her my girlfriend let alone saying I love her.

“Claire… I don’t know what to say.”

“Just tell me you love me too.”

“Can we talk about thi-“

Before I could finish, Claire reached behind her back and grabbed me by the balls and began to squeeze, mostly gripping my left ball.

“I just let you come inside me twice. The least you could do is tell me you love me back.”

Through the grunts of my pain I managed to belt out an “I love you.”

Claire released my balls.

“You don’t have to mean it, but I do,” she continued. We kissed again before Claire finally climbed off of me and undid the cuffs behind the chair, followed by my leg and neck restraints.

Despite what just happened, the rest of the night as we showered and got ready to go to sleep wasn’t awkward. In bed we spooned, kissed some more and I enjoyed just holding her.

We didn’t do a whole lot of talking, keeping things light before we finally decided to go to sleep, kissing one last time and Claire telling me that she loved me again.

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Saturday

We spent most of the day just enjoying each other’s company. We made a great breakfast in Claire’s apartment. We ended up going to the gym together that day.

In the evening we got takeout and brought it back to Claire’s apartment. We watched a few shows on Netflix and cuddled on the couch a lot.

In the evening we went out for drinks and apps with our group of friends. Matt looked dead inside when Claire and I walked in together. He had no idea what Claire had done to him last night… I won’t lie, I felt like shit after seeing how dejected he was. He clearly was into Claire, and last night she was telling me she loved me after I came inside her.

Claire was acting more like a couple with me than she usually was, not just in front of our friends. I’d have mistaken us for a couple at the gym, at dinner, and now out for drinks in the evening.

And Laura… she was there as well. A few weeks ago it looked like I might have ended up dating her if Claire hand’t made her move when she did. (Laura isn’t really relevant to this story, but it’s important to mention her because she’s important to the end of the story, however many more parts that is)

I had time to think about what was happening with us. Not much, but I had some time. I enjoyed being with Claire, even when we weren’t having sex. My fear was that if we decided to be a couple, we’d have to start limiting ourselves. Last night’s encounter with Matt would have never happened if she was my girlfriend.

I decided that I needed to talk to her about this when we got back to her place. I didn’t quite know how to broach the subject, but I couldn’t just let the whole “I love you” thing go.

We entered Claire’s apartment, she placed her bag on the table next to the door along with her keys. After I shut and locked the door behind us, Claire gently pushed me against the door with her body, her arms looped around my neck as we kissed.

“You’ve had almost a full day to recharge. Those balls ready for more of me?” She asked.

I had so much on my mind that I hadn’t thought much about what we were gonna do tonight.

“Can we talk first?”

Claire took me by the hand and began leading me to her bedroom.

“We can talk all you want, but let me take care of you first.”

I was okay with this because I had my mind set on officially asking to be exclusive with her. If I had wanted to tell her I wasn’t ready for commitment, I probably wouldn’t have let her take me to the bedroom first.

We both undressed ourselves and laid on her bed, kissing after she climbed in top of me. After a moment or two I sat up, wrapped Claire’s legs around me, placed my arms around her waist and flipped her onto her back, with myself on top of her.

“I think it’s my turn to take care of you…”

Claire smiled as I raised one of her legs up to my face and began kissing her from her ankle all the way down her thigh until I got to her already wet pussy.

“Hold on one second…” she interrupted. She reached over to her night stand and pulled out a pair of fuzzy handcuffs, knew that had been used on me before, and Matt last night. “Can you put these on? I like you better when you’re struggling to get me off.”

I honestly thought we’d be having some regular sex tonight for the first time, but I guess I was wrong. Not disappointed, mind you, just surprised given the turn last night had taken. This was less romantic, but way hotter if that makes sense.

I decided not to be so gentle with Claire. I dive right in, making a mess of my facial hair with her juices as she grabbed a handful of my hair, holding me in place.

“Slow down,” Claire demanded. “Let’s have that talk now.”

I paused. “Now?”

“Yes, now,” she replied pulling my hair back and my head away from her. “Tell me what you wanted to say when we got home.”

Okay… I guess now is as good a time as any.

“Uhh… we never really talked about last night.”

Claire pulled my head into her again, so I resumed pleasuring her. After about a minute, she pulled me away again.

“… and?” She asked.

“And I wanted to let you know that I feel like we both want the same thing.”

She pulled me in, I resume licking, sucking and penetrating her with my tongue. Claire began to loan before pulling me away again.

“I want you to be my girlfriend.”

Claire pulled me in again, moaning louder this time. She wasn’t shy about letting me know how much she enjoyed it. Nonetheless, she paused once again.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” she answered.

Extra wtfffff. I honestly don’t get this girl at all.

“What? Why not? I don’t care about the stuff with Matt last night.”

Claire pulled me in again, but I needed an answer.

“Wait.. what’s the problem? Can you talk to me?”

Claire yanked my hair again, pulling me away and slapping me in the face.

“Keep licking. I want you to make me cum.”

I resumed licking, albeit less enthusiastic as I was before.

“Is that how you go down on a woman you love?” Claire asked.

I was super confused but still kinda turned on so I resumed my pace. Before long, Claire was getting close. She pulled herself back, and flipped me into my back, and straddles my face. Within minutes she was cumming all over my face.

After regaining her senses, Claire moved back off of my face, sitting in my chest, pinning me.

“Are we gonna talk about this? Last night you told me you loved me, you made me say it, and we spent the day basically presenting ourselves as a couple, doing relationship stuff.”

“OP, what’s your biggest, most wild fantasy?”

“Okay, so we’re not gonna talk about it…”

“Just indulge me for a second, okay?”

I wanted to see where this was going so I gave in.

“Okay.. I dunno. A few weeks ago I probably would have had a different answer, but since we get together my only fantasies are of the things we do. I can’t think about anything else, at least sexually.”

“You wanna know what my biggest fantasy is?”

“Yeah,” I replied.

Claire flipped around, sitting on my chest reverse cowgirl. She gripped my soft cock in her hand and began stroking.

“My biggest fantasy is having a boyfriend who does *whatever* I want.”

She leaned over and took my soft dick into her mouth and began sucking. Her slow, whispery talk was always super hot. I began to get hard.

“I’m trying to make your fantasy a reality,” I replied.

“The fantasy is always better, so let’s just keep it that way.” She answered. “Now, tell me you love me again…”

Claire sat up, slid back and pulled on my hair, bringing me towards her still wet pussy.

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TBC if this gets enough attention!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mlw3y3/my_first_femdom_part_7_the_boyfriend_fantasy_mf