My most recent experience with my Ex part 1

Hello everyone, you can call me Journey! This is the first part in a hopefully long term… blog? I’m not sure what to call it so we can start… here!
12/9
I just got off work around 3:30, drove to pick up my subbie from work and we drove off to my Eyelash appointment. On the drive I felt overwhelmed with everything that was about to happen. I was about to drive FOUR hours to my Ex’s house to finally get the dominance I craved in my sex life. To say that my mind was racing would be an understatement. I tried to push it down for the moment though. I walked inside the salon and let myself relax one last time while subbie sat in the car, I assume to think over everything that was about to happen. After about a hour and a half it was roughly 7:30. We drove home, ran upstairs and I grabbed a few remaining items I needed for the drive. I grabbed my subbie and kissed him for a long moment, held him close, and whispered how much I loved him, and how thankful I was for this opportunity.
For the first 3 hours I was just playing music and jamming out, it wasn’t until that last hour that the realization of where I was going and what I was about to do finally dawned on me.
My first thoughts were things like “Is this going to be awkward?” “Is this about to be a waste of time and gas money?” “Is he a good kisser?” “Is he as fit as I remember?” Thoughts like this ran through my mind as the anxiety started kicking in. I called my subbie at about the thirty minute mark to let him know I was getting close and to see how he was doing. I think because I was excited he reflected that excitement back, but I knew this was going to be an interesting night for him, but I trusted him to trust me. After a few minutes I went back to my anxiety ridden thoughts.
5 minutes until I arrived I called Subbie again to let him know, I told him I loved him, I expressed my excitement and he expressed his. As I backed in, I told him I had arrived and that I loved him, and we hung up the phone.

There he was, in the rear view mirror as I hung up the phone. I was startled but I regained my composure, reached around to grab my things and when I turned back around he was there, he took my small bag in one hand (I was incredibly anxious about how this first interaction would go, was it going to be awkward? It was cold as well) and turned to walk for the front door where I followed in suit. Walking through it he shut and locked the door before introducing me to his roommate, guided me upstairs and to his room. I complimented his room and he thanked me while commenting on how long it took him and I couldn’t help but to chuckle, the anxiety had died down a bit by now, this was it. I was already in his room now so some of that anxiousness left. It was finally happening, all those weeks of buildup, it was relieving.
He turned his head towards me, grabbed my wrist, reached his other hand around the small of my back, pulled me in, and just started tongue fucking me. In my head, I had to be high on acid at that point, I was seeing and feeling colors, a weight dropped off my shoulders and I fell into it. It felt like time wasn’t real, I have no idea how much time passed before we broke the embrace.
We made small talk and catch up conversation while we both laid face up on his bed. While we were talking I felt him shift closer as the conversation went on before he finally propped up on his knees and began tracing his hands up and down the outside of my thighs before that moved to the inside. At this point I’m still wearing cargo pants with straps on the outside and a bodysuit. He pulled his hands to the outside of my thighs again, looped his hands into the straps, and pulled my hips against his.
My mind blazed with colors, shock, I lost my breathe for a moment and I can’t recall when I remembered to breath after that. One hand held firm in the strap, the other glided against the inside of my thigh, up my hips, until he got to my breasts and began fondling them. My mind was lost, I wasn’t thinking about anything else, not my worries, my home, or my Subbie.
He slid his hand up to my neck and very slowly built pressure on my throat. Next thing that happens, his hand is around the back of my neck and I am suddenly pulled up onto his hips, straddling him as he pulled me in to kiss me deeply, roughly, it was like foreshadowing for the night that was coming.

That’s it for today, I’ll do my best to post more tomorrow. I hope you all enjoy it so far and enjoy the attempt at detail from my point of view. I see there is alot written that is specifically about the sex and I wanted to provide a bit more of an in depth view into what goes on. Let me know what you all think!

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/zy37jq/my_most_recent_experience_with_my_ex_part_1