When I was 18 (M) – now 32, I knew a much older woman (47) who taught me all about the darker side of sex.
I wouldn’t say I was unexperienced, I had lost my virginity years before, but this was my first foray into kinky/BDSM style sex. This happened the first time we had sex, we had flirted and snogged several times prior.
She called me. I remember being irritated because who the hell calls a teenager? I snarked at her, she puts on her stern voice and threatens to make me regret that unless I apologise. I refused and hung up and carried on with my day. She sends me a message about three days later saying can I meet her at hers at 6, which I replied of course thinking I was finally going to get some. I wasn’t wrong.
She lived in a small, terraced house, knocked at the door and she answers wearing a thin robe which just sent 18-year-old me into a one-track mind. She promises me I was safe with her.