How I[M] dominated my [F]girlfriend.

This is a true story that happened relatively recently, and it's also my first time posting here. I know there's a little disappointment with posts that people perceive as fake, but I promise you with all my internet sincerity that this is true. It stands as one of the hottest sexual encounters I've ever had. Also, sorry if I don't follow proper etiquette…

Anyway, I'll get right down to it. I've been dating this girl, Hayden, for a number of years. We felt a connection the instant we laid eyes on each other, though I didn't know it at the time that it wasn't the first time she had spied me from a distance.

You see, she and I went to the same high school. I was three years older – a senior – and was dating my ex-girlfriend at the time, but Hayden had some sort of crush on me when she was a freshman. I didn't find this out until years later when we first met formally, but her desire for me had persisted all this time and it was obvious.

Seeing her years later, I was reminded of the shy freshman girl that "I knew of" but "didn't really know."

Holy fuck, had she grown up. Her body was obviously more developed, but it was also the way she carried herself…and the way she looked at me. I could see it in her eyes; these cold, blue daggers that pierced me to the core. There was a darkness to them, but also a warmth. It captivated me. She had that way of looking at me that made me melt…but I could only reciprocate the way she made me feel through touch.

Believe me, I love touching her. She was a cheerleader in high school, and her constant routines shaped every aspect of her body, which is amazing. We have a running joke: she's mostly German by descent, so sometimes I tell her that her body is a product of a German factory or something. Everything about her is proportional: her toes are all smaller versions of each other, her breasts are perfectly shaped and spaced, her neck slender enough to kiss and nibble, her ass fully formed and rounded so that each cheek is more than enough for me to cup with one hand.

And her legs…Christ, her legs are my favorite part of her. They were shaped and toned by her cheerleading routines, not short and not long, and they were absolutely amazing to look at and feel when she wore pantyhose (a slight fetish of mine). Sometimes she wore pantyhose just to tease me, and would rub a leg or a foot against my cock to get me excited.

Hayden has a fiery personality. She's energetic, sharp, witty, and stubborn, all of which I consider to be perfect qualities in a woman, no less a cheerleader. In bed however, she wanted nothing more than for me to be in charge; for me to dominate her…a very sexy irony, I suppose.

She worked at an upscale bar, and sometimes wore a skirt or a dress, depending on the occasion. The night this story occurred, we were both extremely turned on and at the apex of what was essentially a week of high libido for both of use. As she was getting ready for work, we were playing with each other in our apartment. She was stripping out of sweatpants and a T-shirt to change into her work clothes, and I was grinding against her bare ass from behind. She smiled, reaching for my neck and cock bulging under my pants, inviting me closer to her.

As I reached around her smooth waist to finger her, she turned to me with her cold, blue eyes and said "Fuck me right now."

I happily obliged. I pressed her smooth, warm body against our kitchen wall, pulled down my pants and placed my hardened, seven-and-a-half inch cock against the lips of her pussy. I slid easily inside, and she cried out with bliss. "I want you to come inside me, baby…I love going to work with you inside me…"

I nibbled on her neck and squeezed her breasts as I fulfilled her wishes. It took me less than two minutes pump her full of hot, sticky ropes of cum. With each lightning wave of my orgasm, I thrust my cock deeper inside her as I grabbed her ass and fucked her from behind.

Though it took her a bit longer to cool down and get ready for work, she was permanently in the mood for the rest of the night. "I know what to do," she told me as she rummaged through her closet. "I'm gonna wear these…I wanna keep you excited for when I get back!" she explained with a devious smile.

I felt myself getting hard again as I watched her dress. She pulled on a lacy pair of panties with a leopard pattern on them. They were perfectly fitted for her hips and ass, and each cheek bulged out slightly from under the lace. Then she pulled a pair of tan pantyhose out and slid her feet in each leg, and pulled them slowly up. She stood and did a sort of back-and-forth dance with her hips and legs as she pulled them up to make sure the hose were snug and fit (those little things she does turns me on to no end). To top it off, she pulled out a short black dress and matching bra. She put them on, slipping her perfect breasts into place and nudging them together a bit so that her cleavage could show, but not by much.

At this point, I was fully erect again. Conscious of the impact she was having on me, she zipped up her dress and pushed me into our recliner, straddling me. "Oooh…excited again already?"

I nodded, wanting nothing more to strip her and fuck her again. I unconsciously began stroking her pantyhosed legs and ass, and slowly gyrated with her.

Smiling, she stood, leaving me in the chair with a hard cock leaking precum and a head full of lust. "Want to play with me when I get back?" she asked.

The answer was obvious. All I thought about while she was gone was what I was going to do with her when she got back.

When she returned hours later, we didn't waste any time. I led her into our bedroom and wordlessly began to relieve her of her dress.

I could barely contain myself as I unzipped her black dress and unbuckled her bra while fumbling with my own pants and underwear. My hands couldn't decide between her pantyhosed ass and legs and our clothes.

I finally removed her dress and bra with a bit of force. Her breasts bounced free and I turned her around to kiss her. Our tongues intertwined as her body pressed against mine; our breathing became animalistic and heavy as we both felt my hard cock pressing in between her legs and against her clit.

That's when I lost control over myself. I grabbed her shoulders and eased her downwards, demanding that she suck my cock. My swollen head and shaft pressed against her face, and she began to lick its warm length. "Baby, you want me to – mmmph? Mmmmph," she moaned, her mouth full of cock. Her sharp, blue eyes stared upward eagerly as I fucked her mouth.

I couldn't wait for her to finish her sentence. I needed her, right then and there. All I could think about was how I was taking her now – this beautiful, sexy cheerleader I barely knew in high school and met years later – and how I was going to take her later tonight. She made me wait hours, turned on and alone…and I wanted some sort of irrational payback.

I gently clasped my hands around the base of her neck, pulling her closely and with care as her head bobbed forward and back, her lips sealed around my cock; her tongue gently swirling around the underside of my head.

Suddenly, I felt myself plunge into a deeper, baser desire, something reptilian; pure and honest. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and pushed her onto our bed, not waiting for her to regain her balance.

"Baby! What are you doing?" she asked with electrified curiosity as she watched me reach over her for the nightstand drawer. I opened it and withdrew a roll of 2" thick electrical tape, and proceeded to flip her over, exposing her plump, pantyhosed ass and waist to my dripping, hard cock.

The nightstand was full of surprises.

"Oh babe, you're gonna tie me up?" she panted. I pulled her arms behind her, aware that she was resisting slightly, but only because of instinct. We had done this sort of thing before, but tonight would stand above all the rest.

I overpowered her, pulling her arms together against the small of her back. I bit free a part of tape, and wound her forearms together as I began thrust instinctively, my hard cock rubbing against the smoothness of her ass and pantyhose, soaking them both with a bit of precum.

"Fuck, you're so turned on…" she stated to both of us as I held her down and pressed the length of my shaft against her ass, back and forth, all the way up to my taut balls. Then, I rolled her over again, her back arching over her bound hands and arms. I began to kiss her, first her swelling lips, then down her neck, breasts; her smooth, toned belly, and lower still until my head was in between her pantyhosed inner thighs.

Though her clit was hidden beneath her tan pantyhose and leopard underwear, her moans signaled that she could still feel it.

I don't know what it was, the smell of her wetness, the feeling of her pantyhose against my face, or the throbbing of my cock…but I descended deeper still into our decadence.

"Oh God, I want you to fuck me," she pleaded as I withdrew and pulled down her pantyhose and leopard underwear. After peeling the hose off of her legs I set them aside for later and grabbed the tape again.

Knowing what was to come, Hayden smiled and began to struggle again. Wrestling against her renewed resistance, I flipped her over again, crossed her legs and taped them together at the ankles, below the knees, and across her thighs, making sure to wind the black electrical tape several times to keep her restrained.

"I'm going to fuck you now. I'm going to take you and come inside you," I told her, not aware at the time that those words were my first this whole night.

"Oh God, yes please!" she moaned, twisting underneath her binds of black tape. With her legs crossed and bound, it only exaggerated the roundness of her ass as she arced her back. I sat back a bit, stroking myself as she undulated under her bondage. Her struggles only turned me on even further.

"Fuck me! I want you to fuck me, ******!"

I rolled her onto her stomach and laid down on top of her, letting my weight and the hardness of my cock – now pressing slightly in between her ass cheeks – tell her that I was in control; that she was mine…and that there was nothing she could do about it.

"Babe! Babe, please, I want you to – mmmmmph!" she moaned as I covered her talkative mouth tightly with my right hand. I reached down with my left, and guided my cock between her thighs and ass cheeks to her dripping, wet pussy.

She moaned again through her sealed lips as I kissed her left ear and that side of her neck, noticing her eyes were wild with anticipation.

"You want me to fuck you?" I asked, teasing her with the head of my cock as I brushed it against her clit.

"Mmm! Mmmhmm! Mmhmm!" she pleaded underneath my hand.

"Okay," I said, thrusting in a bit then withdrawing completely.

She rolled on her side, her legs kicking out a bit as she strained to see what I was doing. "Wait, where are you going?" she demanded, her azure eyes longing for me to come back. She began to wrestle against the tape a bit more, and used her elbows to sit up on her side. "What are you doing?"

Unsatisfied with her degree of freedom, I grabbed the tape again and wound the roll twice underneath her bouncing breasts and around her upper arms, keeping them more secure with the rest of her hot body.

"Oh God, babe, this is so sexy, I want you right now; I want you inside me," she said, panting further as she strained to turn and see me. I could smell our shared perspiration, and it almost drove me insane.

I grabbed her leopard panties and nestled up behind her, pulling her between my legs, feeling my hard cock pressing upwards to one of her bound hands.

She rubbed a finger over my warm, swollen head. "Baby! There's so much precum! You're so – mmmmm!" I clasped my right hand over her mouth, muffling her.

"You're talking too much," I whispered into her ear, smelling the freshness of her hair and skin. "I'm going to have to gag you. Open up," I instructed, releasing my hand from her mouth.

"Wha-uhmm…mmmph," was all she could mutter as I held her mouth open and stuffed it full with her balled up leopard panties. Hayden doesn't have a particularly big mouth – she can deepthroat me if she's comfortable – but eventually I worked them all the way in. I could hear her shift her breathing to her nose, and she sounded okay to me.

"Good," I said, reaching over for the pantyhose. "You talk to much. Don't spit those out, either. It's punishment for leaving me turned on for all those hours."

"Mmmm?" she asked with a mouth full of her panties. Doubtless there were traces of both our juices soaked into them, after her pre-work fucking.

I covered her mouth again with my right hand to make sure the panties were secure in her mouth. "That's right. Come here," I said as I stretched the base of a pantyhose leg with both hands and pulled it over her head, making sure the smooth, tan fabric didn't shift hair in front of her eyes or nose. I wanted her to see her predicament as I fucked her.

"Mmmmummph!" she moaned again as I smoothed the tan pantyhose over the rest of her face and down to her neck. I let the spare fabric fall behind her. I gathered it up, and tucked it up under the back of her neck. I turned her head to examine it.

I couldn't have been more excited seeing this beautiful girl hooded with her own pantyhose…I was so close to cumming I probably would have ruined it if I rushed things. The feel of it over her face was astounding. I could see through the stretched, tan fabric that her eyes were closed. Maybe she was finally submitting?

I had never done this before with a woman and it was one of my most intense fetishes. I reached down with my left hand between her bound thighs, squeezing between them to see if she was still feeling it…and sure enough, she was as wet as a river.

"Still excited, I see?"

"Mmm! Mmmhmm!" she exclaimed with a nod, her mouth opening slightly, exposing the wad of panties she had worn earlier. The pantyhose pressed down on her lips, making it seem like she was puckering them up.

"Good," I said, tugging her and there on her hood to make sure she could still breathe through her nose. "Do you taste us on your panties?"

"Mmmhmm!"

"Do you smell yourself on your pantyhose?"

"Mmmm! Mhmm!" she muffled with a nod.

"Do you want me to fuck you?"

The answer was the same. "Alright then," I said reaching a final time for the tape. "I'm going to have to make sure you keep sucking on them."

"Mmm? Mmmm-mmmmph….mmmm," or something along those lines was all that she could mumble as I tightly wrapped loops of tape around her gagged mouth. The tape wouldn't stick directly to her skin, so I made sure that enough tape covered her mouth without compromising her breathing through her nose, but not so tight as to make her uncomfortable.

"Feel sexy?" I asked, squeezing her breasts

"MMMHMM!" she exclaimed.

"Alright then. See if you can get free!"

I let her go and backed up, seeing what this bound and gagged former-cheerleader could do. She squirmed, bucking and moaning underneath her bondage. There was no fucking way she was getting free.

I descended on her – myself ready to explode – rolled her to her belly and forced myself on top of her. I slid myself between her thighs and into her wet pussy with almost no effort, both of our lubrication mixing. I easily went all the way in; all the way up to my balls.

She moaned out with excitement, her legs bucking up behind me. Her perfect toes were scrunched and curled, suggesting she was close to cumming herself.

I started to rhythmically pound her, all the way up to my balls each time. She moaned out, and I reached down to her clit and gently rubbed her in circles as my cock filled her.

I couldn't hold myself anymore. I felt the tickling pressure spread from the the core of my cock to my balls and the rest of my body as I began to cum. I don't know how many waves I had as I came, but as I was lost in my ecstasy I didn't realize I had increased the pressure on her clit.

She moaned out one last time underneath her panties, pantyhose and black tape as she fell silent to the undulations of an oncoming orgasm. As the last stretches of my cum filled her up, she entered into one of the most intense orgasms I've ever witnessed her experience. It was a fight just to keep my emptied cock inside her…she loved it when I stayed inside her after coming.

In the afterglow of our mutual orgasm, I slowly released her from her pantyhose hood.

I held her close as I pulled out her drenched panties. "That was…fucking perfect…I love you," she said with a post-orgasm laugh and a smile.

"I love you too," I said, still inside her.

That's just a sample. We've had many more experiences like that. Let me know if you want more.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3x0hsp/how_im_dominated_my_fgirlfriend