Mimi woke up late, a quick shower and jump on the scale determined she was down 55 pounds. She decided today would be the day to celebrate with her skimpy work out clothes. She had been hiding her body for years due to her 16 year deadbedroom and failing marriage. She had a 20 minute commute to her gun introduction class, she was so nervous. Her mind drifted to the possibility of a room full of hot men , men that liked to hunt and had a rough edge to them, powerful strong men. Her anxiety started to kick in,” What are you doing ?” , she thought. She counterbalanced quickly with ,”Mimi, you want to be on your own , you need a gun to protect yourself, grow up and accept the reality of the times.” It was such a contrast to the loving sweet side , grass is always greener attitude she always embraced. If Covid taught her anything, the grass wasn’t greener and the 10 year dry spell without sex was taking a toll on her.
She walked into class late to a room full of people, embarrassed, she tried to speak loudly, “I’m sorry I am late.” She laid eyes on her instructor, GORGEOUS, uh oh she thought. Her instructor gave her an ever so slightly glance over and firmly directed her to her chair. His deep voice was authoritative, commanding, alluring, tempting. Wow Mimi thought, it’s hard to concentrate. Not only was his voice powerful but his stance , his masculinity , he radiated sexual energy. She was having a hard time concentrating on his words , everything in her mind went dirty.
She started imagining him in bed with her after he said to the class he was a very violent man, his eyes had locked with hers when he said that. She felt a sexual surge of electricity. What does that even mean? Is he a Dominant? She knew he had precision skills, and could hit a target with expert accuracy. And seriously, his ass was rock hard. Is that from all the fucking he does? What does this man do in the bedroom? Would he throw me around the room and use me at his will for his pleasure? Mimi could feel her pussy getting so wet. She was nervous her aroma and pheromones would be radiating, she tried to take deep breaths.
The instructor called Mimi up to the front of the class to pick out a gun, now feet away from him feeling weak at the knees, she was thinking she would like to drop on her knees in front of him. “Mimi, knock it off this is serious stuff, “she thought.
Mimi settled on a Glock48. The instructor came over and started whispering to her how to manage the safety. Oh my Mimi thought ,now I can picture the dirty thoughts he would whisper in private. Safety from her carnal desires were now being stripped. He asked if he could touch her, get her in position with the gun, she was trembling “. Yes, Sir , you may get me in position”, any position you would like she thought. She liked him near her , she wondered if he could tell she was having a hard time keeping it together.
She tapped into her inner strength and focused in on the gun, her main priority. She needed to master this powerful weapon and work her hands over and over and over on it. He was commanding, load it again, and again , and again, and again , he directed. Yet, he came to Mimi and whispered”, How are you doing, dear?” Fuck, it made her melt. He could soften in her presence, a tough guy she could bring to a whisper . She knew he was noticing her , he was extremely professional, yet she could sense his desire without saying a word.
He lined everyone up to walk into the gun range, Mimi’s excitement had her heart pumping. She had never fired a handgun before . She felt alive and a surge of intensity she hadn’t felt in a very long time. Her instructor took control of the class in military style fashion, so HOT. Shooting the gun was such a rush, POW….. POW….. POW….. POW…., 50 rounds in all, in 10 shot increments. Hands behind your back when you are done, he commanded . Mimi loved that her ass was in full view with her skimpy work out clothes and with her hands behind her back she drifted to thoughts of him tying her wrists together . Mimi was loving that he had weak moments for her , whispering again in her ear his instruction, with a tender voice, calling her dear.
Mimi went home that afternoon and gave herself such an intense orgasm from the build up of sexual tension of the morning, she exploded thinking of him fucking her from behind, treating her dominantly, forcing his cock down her throat and cumming all over her , using her for his pleasure , and whispering “how are you feeling, dear?”
Do you think she should get a private lesson ?
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mtfi1m/show_me_your_gun_sir
ABSOLUTELY AMAZING!!!!!!