Here I am, late at night, sitting up in bed and reminiscing on old kinky memories. Well, not that old.
This first story was a year ago. I’d met this girl on an app, I forget what app. We’d breeched the gap of kinky stuff already before the date. She was a dom, which I found funny and low key turned me on since she was like 7 years younger than me (I’m 32, she’s 25). The idea of being dommed by a younger woman was just really hot.
So we go out for a little dinner, it’s great, we split the check. We go back to my place since she had roommates. I was planning on making us tea once we got there, but she got right to kissing me, kissing up on my neck, backing me up to the wall and holding my hands above me. She did it all so swiftly. Then she pulled back and asked if I was ok with this. I nodded, probably blushing as red as a tomato. That made her happy.