Due to conflicting schedules, the past week has been restricted to a series of flurry of flirty texts with a man I’ve been seeing recently. While a week is not an exceptionally long period of time, for someone who’s sex drive is as high as mine it can certainly be trying. For those who read my last post and are possibly interested, this is another story about Matt.
As you may or may not recall Matt is significantly older than I am and for further detail is insanely attractive. He has short but thick dark hair with a couple grey strands that match his sharp eyes. His demeanour is calm but my presence seems to make him squirm a little. I always know when I have his attention because I never seem to lose it and I fucking love it.
I got together with Matt a couple days ago for some drinks and after about half an hour we walked back to his house under the pretence of escaping the loud noise for further conversation however it was clear that talking was neither of our intentions.
I had dressed semi casually to heighten the surprise of a very extra dark blue lingerie set underneath that I had bought specifically for him. Perhaps it was the cocktails or maybe it was sheer confidence but as soon as he opened the door I walked past him and right into his bedroom. I heard him following me and looked back to see a small smile playing on his lips.
He stood in the doorway watching me intently with his lips slightly curled, the nervousness had completely dissolved and he now looked at me almost amused. I leaned back onto his bed, propping myself up on my elbows and playfully smirking at him.
Matt: What would you like to do now that we’re home?
Me: Hmm, do you have any suggestions?
He came and stood closer to me and ran his hand up my thigh, taking me all in with his eyes before he pressed his lips to mine. It wasn’t long before he had crawled on top of me and was running his hands all over my body sending a wave goosebumps over my skin.
He slipped a hand up my shirt and let out a little moan of surprise against my lips. He calmly moved his head against my neck, his scruff and hot breath sending a shiver through me before whispering in a low tone, “Now what do you have under here, hmm? Is this for me?”. I instantly felt a gush of wetness as my pussy started to throb.
All the confidence I had started with seemed to vanish and I could barely spit out a sentence. I smiled sheepishly, now being the one to feel nervous. He unwrapped me from my clothes delicately but with a strong determination to get them off as fast as possible.
He made a noise of approval as he leaned back to fully admire me in the lingerie. I took this as an opportunity to steal a glance at his pants which were doing a miserable job at hiding his hard cock that had been unsuccessfully tucked away.
He kissed along my neck and the exposed areas of my chest making a comment of how he didn’t want to take my outfit off just yet before sternly telling me to come around the other side of the bed.
I did as I was told as he went to his closet to retrieve a leather paddle. I had never been spanked before with anything other than a hand and even then it is not on my list of favourites but I figured I would go through with it for the experience.
I was positioned with my face against a pillow and my ass up where he kneeled behind me and gently rubbed my butt before bringing the paddle down hard. I gasped and before I had a chance to collect
myself from the shock he hit me again but harder.
This ensued for awhile, he would plant soft kisses and rub the sore spots gently in between and just when I thought it was over the paddle would meet my skin bringing the now familiar stinging again. The entire time my pussy was tingling and had completely soaked through the lingerie he insisted I kept on.
By the time it was over I was certain I had welts or that I was bleeding (both of which did not happen or exist)but I was happy I endured it despite my eyes starting to water. He then ditched the paddle and flipped me over pushing my panties to the side. His cock eagerly slammed into me as deep as he could, pulling another gasp from me; before he began pounding me as good as he always does.
I grabbed his wrist and placed his hand around my throat as he fucked me and the look in his eyes made me cum almost instantly. I dragged my nails down his back and he began to push himself in and out of me so fast I felt like I could pass out from the pleasure. I felt the rush of warmth and wetness again as I started to cum again and knew he was about to cum too. “Are you gonna cum inside me?”, I asked partially hoping he would say no and pull out onto my chest so I could have a taste, but it was too late and saying that must’ve pushed him over the edge because he moaned loudly and I felt him filling me with cum. As his cock stopped throbbing and twitching against my insides he slowly pulled out breathlessly collapsing beside me.
I flashed him a tired half smile and he did the same before we both got dressed and moved on with the night. Cannot wait to see him again soon.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bl6bi6/19first_time_being_spanked
Fuck that was so hot! Thank you for sharing
Very hot. I love putting a woman over my knee