My only completely true story… so far. About my introduction to submission and kink.
Have my vodka and lemonade, flouncy skirt on with my bikini top, and walk down to the pool, remembering all my times with Him at his pool, hoping to see someone who will see me for the submissive sex-crazed slut I am…like he did.
1. The first pool party after he claimed me, he snuck into the bathroom with me. Get undressed, he commanded. What?! In front of you? Yes, he said. And I did, wondering amazedly at my willingness to do this… so far we had only had a kiss or two, furtive groping under the table at dinners… He sighed, so happily, at seeing my ass, naked at last.
2. Later, “accidentally” alone in his garage, he bent his tall frame down to kiss me and slipped his hand quickly past the waistband of my stretchy tight skirt, straight under my thong, and pressed his finger against my asshole. I yelped and leaped away like a startled rabbit… now I long for that moment, wishing I had pushed against him, inviting him into my welcoming ass.