I met Luke when I was a kid. He was a chubby, pasty white, shorter kid. He had crazy curly hair that was jet black. We grew up together & there was just always something about him that drew me in. He was your stereotypical “bad-boy” in high school and I am the daughter of a preacher so I just always thought I was into him because of that. We stopped talking for a while until he messaged me out of the blue. This was about a year ago. We chatted and even hung out a couple times but just as friends. The first time we hung out my heart died when I saw him. He had grown taller, slimmer, and sexier. He just looked brooding and rough and I loved it. Every time we would hangout, I would leave his place wet. I didn’t know what it was about him but I couldn’t help but just wanna have him tie me down and use me. I have the dirtiest fantasies about him and the longer we would hangout, the more I would need him. We stopped chatting for months. I got a boyfriend and pushed him out of my head. But a couple weeks ago he messaged me again. I finally decided to stop being such a big ole pussy and talk to him about fucking me. Turns out, he has felt the same way. So, we start talking about sex and what we are into. Our kinks line up so perfectly. We are both really into bdsm, with him being a dom and me being a sub. So we decide to hangout and fuck.