“Chris” and I had a short little fling a while back before he moved away for work. It was fun and exactly what I needed at the time. We were both super busy at that point so we needed to make the most of our time together. Fairly quickly he started doing small dominant things, like pinning my arms down, that I found I really liked. I’d never experienced that before. We were definitely compatible.
Our routine went something like this: flirty texts throughout the day Friday, go out Friday night, collapse at his place, spend a lazy Saturday cuddling and fucking and relaxing. As we got to know each other it started getting more intense. I trusted him more and he got a little bolder. I became his thing.
He’d send the text: Tits