Not Everyone’s Cup o[f] Tea

I posted this story around a year ago and was genuinely relieved and appreciative of the kind and positive comments. Esp given the rather taboo content. Unfortunately, revealing such an intimate and secret experience made me really quite anxious and I deleted the content.

Thing is, I have lots of experience with submission but extremely vanilla (and lovely) friends. They would no doubt lock me up in the nearest psychiatric facility if they knew what I was like behind closed doors :)

So here I am again, dying to share my good (and bad) experiences. I shall try not to delete this time :) I also made an online friend recently who was v non-judgemental and He seems to have given me a much needed confidence boost :)

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I’ve always been submissive and rather masochistic and my ex introduced me to BDSM on quite a serious level. Sex with him was exhilarating, addictive and challenging. He pushed limits and I would (and did) do anything for him. Not only did I take a ridiculous amount of pride in my obedience, I was in awe of him. Smitten. I was in love and keen to show it.

One time, he was at work and I was pottering around in my flat and I received a text. It said something like “Back in half an hour. I want you naked. In the hall. Ass up. Head down. Blindfolded. In position”.

I remember rushing around my flat tidying up quickly, putting on music (I still remember the CD), lighting candles, trying to create just the right ambience. I stripped off hurriedly, got on all 4s and put the blindfold on. Immediately, my world became darkness and I felt rightfully owned.

And then I waited.

And waited.

I’m not sure how long I waited for. Long enough for the CD to loop. Long enough to start getting uncomfortable. My knees were getting sore and I was starting to shiver. Anxiety was starting to take hold.

I had left my phone in the living room. Had He been held up at work? Or maybe something had come up and He couldn’t make it!? Doubt started to creep in and I wanted to take my blindfold off and rush through and check my phone but I just couldn’t risk being caught out of position. At the time, I would rather have died than disobey Him.

I persevered. I did not break position and I waited some more.

Eventually, I heard footsteps outside. The jangle of keys. The thundering of my heart. I thrust my ass out towards the door as it creaked open.

Silence.

The door shut with a click.

He stepped over me and I heard him walk into the kitchen. I heard the familiar sound of ice falling into a glass and a drink being poured.

A few minutes later, He came back to me and I could sense Him behind me.

He inserted a couple of fingers roughly into me and growled “Whose cunt does this belong to!?”

I told them it was His.

He started lubing up my ass and said “Whose ass does this belong to!?”

“Yours Daddy…it belongs to You…”

Now. I had been fucked in the ass before, but never like this. It was deep. Rough. It was like He hated me actually. He pulled my hair. Slapped my ass. Called me names. And it was very prolonged.

I later learned that I had been in position for over 2 hours. He had gone to a bar after work and had a few drinks. Sometimes when He drank too much alcohol, it affected His ability to cum. This was one of those instances. He was banging and banging away. In and out. Harder and rougher. Ever deeper. But nothing. And it went on and on.

Eventually He withdrew. He spun me around and I knew my face was a few inches from His groin.

He removed the blindfold and…

Now. This is where it gets a little tricky to discuss. Erm. Gosh. Even with the anonymity the internet provides I am struggling but deep breath…and here goes.

As I suspected, my face was a few inches from His cock and…gosh. Honestly, I had done ass to mouth a few times but never like this. I (sorry)…I could smell myself on Him. His penis was…huge. Bulging and rock hard.

It was…covered.

He held my head gently but firmly. He didn’t pull me towards Him. He just held me there. Instinctively I knew what He wanted.

I shut my eyes, opened my mouth like His good girl and took his penis. I sucked. Licked. Slurped, tongued and deep throated. I drooled. I gagged.

At some point He asked me “What does it taste like…?”

And I said…”It tastes dirty Daddy- just like me”

Well that did the trick. He came like a racehorse!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9u67bm/not_everyones_cup_of_tea