I can’t seem to shake my needy whore mood for him really to the point of begging but have to check it currently, so in turn you get another story faster then normal. So let’s rewind to the beginning since everyone asks.
I unknowingly stumbled across him on a app. We talked kinks and different scenarios for a couple weeks. I was maybe a month out of a toxic long term relationship when we started talking. I was deprived seriously deprived sexually from this relationship I left. I was exploring my kinks and learning to embrace parts of me I couldn’t or wasn’t allowed to.
We arranged to meet on a local hiking trail for oral. It took me a bit to find the trail I’m not the greatest with directions. Finally I found said trail and him. We began with attempting to have me gag on his cock in the back of his car. It was a struggle so we decide to go up the trail a bit finding a spot I dropped to my knees and went back to gagging or trying to gag on his cock.
I spent about 30 minutes on my knees trying to gag and give a decent round of oral. He needed to stroke some in order to finish off but I sat on my knees and took the load swallowing it once he finished. I returned to my car a bit muddy and wet. Gotta bare with a girl this was probably only my second time giving someone oral and he’s well equipped. Especially compared to what I had to work with for 9 years. I most definitely struggled but it had me completely turned on and wet especially in a public setting.
After this we went kind of silent didn’t really talk much which understood I kind of was really bad at it. Unrevealed to me that it was just the beginning of a come together and go separate ways after spicy adventures.
Que a month of silence I stumbled across him again. I rented a room and we arranged our second encounter. I discovered somehow I had a high pain tolerance and that impact play turned me on and into a complete whore. This would become our first paddling session.
I paced the room nervously and watched tv he was preoccupied wasn’t free until late later on. He knocked and I let him in only wearing a t-shirt. I was put on my knees, pinned to the wall as he began to finger me and use my wand to bring me orgasm after orgasm. He had me gag and bob on his cock as I shook from my orgasms.
He brought me from shaking orgasm and bent me over the bed. He brought out his paddle as my ass was presented to him. *crack* as the paddle made contact with my ass and my moans escaped. It was electric to me it turned me on so intensely I didn’t really know how to handle it. Crack after crack and moan after moan. About 25 minutes in he took a break returning to finger fucking me and rubbing my wand on my clit making me cum uncontrollably.
As I was trembling he returned to paddling my ass cracking the paddle across my ass. I began to cum just from him solely cracking the paddle on my ass. After another 25 minutes of paddling my ass he seem content with my state of cumming and the state of my bruised ass. He made sure I was ok and took his exit.
I was so turned on I laid on the bed and fucked myself until I passed out from cumming and being used at this point I was sore and my pussy was extremely sensitive.
I was so fascinated by my bruised ass it was a intense turn on seeing my ass bruised from his paddle. I love having my marks and reminders from being used properly. I couldn’t sit or walk properly for two weeks after he used me that night. This began many more spicy adventures over the next two years with this college kid I stumbled across. This was the stepping stone that brought me to my role as his stress relief fuck toy or fuck doll.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tn36vm/needy_whore_chroniclesthe_beginning_mf