The first time I had my throat fucked I realized how much I enjoyed being dominated [MF] [Kink]

We met via Tinder the night I left my ex wife. I had been trapped in a sexless, abusive five year relationship with her. You were my salvation, the beginning of a new life. And was it worth it.

We met up at a local bar. I was couchsurfing while I took care of some final plans in town and you’d come from the next city over. You made sure to feed me enough liquor to guarantee a good night. That was fine with me, I was in a terrible place emotionally. We smoked and drank and enjoyed each other’s company for quite a few hours. It was the beginning of the fall chill and we had to smoke outside, so you kept your arm around my shoulders whenever we stepped out to smoke. You whispered to me it was too late for you to drive back. I thought it was a good line then. You got us a room in some cheap motel and we hardly made it through the doors before we tried pulling each others clothes off.

[FM] I sat on a virgin face and then ghosted him [Kink]

We met on FetLife. You weren’t the first, nor would you be the last. When you got out of your car I was wary of your age, I asked for ID. You wanted to please me so you handed it over. Sure enough, you’d been 18 for only a few months. So young, so impressionable. If there was a woman to pick to ruin you on women, it was me.

I got us a hotel room, I was couch surfing from a major life move and wasn’t going to be in my own apartment for a few more weeks. We went to dinner first more as a formality, luckily they had a restaurant in our hotel. I had a hard time stopping myself from being inappropriate in the elevator up to our room. You wanted to explore your sexuality. You needed guidance. This was a test to see if I wanted to be that guide. You fumbled with the key at the door, so I pushed you into the door and grabbed a handful of your ass. I told you that you’d miss your chance if you didn’t get it together. Despite you having more than a foot on me in height, I could feel your knees weaken. I let you go and you got the door open and I pushed you through. You said you wanted to be dominated.

I haven’t seen Lewis in months.. [MF][Anal]

We hadn’t seen each other for a few months. We’d been in this weird off and on thing, I guess we still are. You said your door would be open, so I let myself in and followed the sound of running water to the kitchen to find you washing dishes. You weren’t off duty yet, so you were still in uniform, which made it hard to contain myself. You knew I enjoyed that. We hadn’t even hardly talked the past few months, but you leaned over and kissed me like we hadn’t missed a beat. We talked about work while you cleaned and how you were fairing on your upcoming promotion. Then your phone rang and you had to go to some meeting for the end of the day. Leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I still can’t pinpoint why I continue to come back. You’re selfish and have a temper that could rival my abusive ex. Though you never put your hands on me. You often would treat me like I was some prize you had won. I can’t say I enjoyed that. But you would also treat me like some precious doll. When it was just you and me, I was everything. I keep you at arms length because that scares me. But the sex. Without a doubt I always felt the most alive with you, when you’re inside me I feel like I am exactly where I should be. Sex is a fog that is hard for me to look past.

[MF] Lewis II

The first time you pulled your camera out to film me, I didn’t even know you were doing it. I looked up with your cock buried in the back of my throat to be greeted by your phone instead of a view of your hungry eyes. So I let you. You sent me the video later. I looked hungry too. I can understand now why guys like it when I deep throat them, I look like some porn star on that video. All the videos.

I was probably a solid twenty minutes into blowing you when you decided that was enough. You rolled me over and slid yourself inside my pussy. You moaned so loudly with me when your hips hit my ass cheeks. One slow pump, a second. Then you started on a fierce rhythm and I couldn’t help but lose myself in the ecstasy. You pulled out so fast, I gasped. You teased my ass with the head of your dick. I laid there anxiously waiting for your decision. I start to shake, it feels like forever, then you plunge balls deep inside my dripping pussy. We fucked like animals that night. You kept the camera rolling the whole time.

[MF] Lewis wasn’t his real name.

The first time I met you, you weren’t terribly impressive. You had a sly smile and nice hair. I just wanted to touch it when you climbed into the cab of my truck. You were laid back, it made me nervous. Dinner wasn’t anything special, you invited me back to your place after. We watched some bad horror movie. As the movie wrapped up, you sat with me and said, “I’m just going to try this.” Then you leaned in and kissed me. That’s when I let it go.

Your hands slipped around my waist, trailed down my back. I knotted my hands up in your hair and climbed into your lap. You grabbed my belt and rolled my hips into yours. I was surprised by the amount of growth under your jeans. It’s not like you were a big guy. You didn’t waste time with feeling me up over my clothes, you reached a hand down the back of my jeans to grab a handful of my ass and you moaned into my kiss. You laid down and pulled me with you, our kisses grew deeper, hungrier. Then your hand migrated a little further south than I expected. I hadn’t ever let people play that game with me. I pulled away and you made some snarky remark that there was no way with an ass like mine. I shook my head and you took the chance to roll me over.