[FM] I came to offer you my ass…

It was a few months ago and at that time, in France, there was still a curfew.
That evening, we had decided a little late that I would come and spend the night at his place.
As always, I wanted him very much and I particularly wanted to have a sodomy.
I was getting ready and imagining everything we were going to do together, everything I wanted to do to him.
I was already so excited!

I wanted to surprise him, to make him crazy with desire.I dressed in one of my prettiest lace bodysuits with a neckline down to my belly button, stockings, my boots and… my coat.
As I drove, I anticipated the pleasure, the surprise on his face and the desire in his eyes.
I felt like a slut.
The transgression of the curfew made this moment particularly exciting for me. My coat was short and, if I were stopped by the police, the situation would have been compromising…

When I arrived, I approached him holding my bag in front of me so he wouldn’t see that with each step my coat was opening a little revealing my stockings and the top of my bare thighs.
Once at his place, facing him, I slowly removed my coat. I loved the look on his face, his smile and his :

Finally I called him “My Lord”. [MF][KINK]

Here’s the background: I met /u/TheGuyWhoFalls on Tinder a few months ago (I tell about our first encounter [here](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/km0eef/fm_my_third_tinder_date_the_best_shot_on_my_life/)).

We were in a relationship for several months, in which sex had an important place. We are into rough sex and we were always going further in our games.

I was his submissive but sometimes I was disobedient and I said “no”.

I liked to say “no” and challenge him because I knew he wouldn’t like it and he would be rougher with me.

He’d been wanting me to call him “Lord” for a while, but until now I wasn’t doing it.

That day we were in bed and I was already excited about him when he started touching me. His passionate kisses made me terribly hot and when his fingers went to play with my clit, my whole body was anticipating the orgasm to come.

But just as I was about to climax, he stopped everything. I was surprised and told him :

>*But… Nooo!*

He smiled at me and said :

>*Shhhhhhh*

[FM] The day I couldn’t wait… Blowjob in the car and fucktime in the forest

That evening, we had planned to have dinner at a restaurant, and with the lockdown we had just experienced, we hadn’t had many opportunities to go out since we met.

I wanted to be attractive to him, I was wearing a dress, tights and heels. I was happy to spend time with him.

He found me quiet that night. And I was.
I looked at him and I found him attractive, funny, hot.
I can’t remember what he was talking about, all I could think about was his body, the sex we had earlier.
I felt lucky to have met him, not only because he was a good guy but also because he was a wonderful lover. He really was.

And I wanted him. Now.

Fucking here was impossible, but I thought of only one thing during the whole meal: his dick in my mouth.
I imagined how I was going to fall at his feet when we came home to pull his dick out of his pants, how I was going to start slowly looking at him, how I was going to lick his balls while masturbating him. I was thinking of that moment when I would choke on his dick to offer him the deep throat he loved so much.

[FM] My third Tinder date. The best shot on my life.

I am a French woman and this is my first publication here, so, sorry for my bad English.

This year I have broken up with the man I have been sharing my life with for 10 years. In being single again, I also hoped to regain some lightness and pleasure. So I signed up on Tinder to meet people. I was not looking for anything serious, interesting discussions, fun, some flirting and, why not, sex if the desire was shared.

In one month, I met three men, and it’s the third one I’m going to talk about. My third meeting Tinder, the best sex of my life.

I was the one who started the conversation, which I rarely do, but I liked his profile and I thought he looked pretty cute. We chatted a bit, discussing movies and music. And we quickly talked about sex, sexual practices we liked.He had experimented a little bit of BDSM and I knew a little bit about too. I like passionate sex with a little bit of pain. 9 days after our first conversation, a few hot pictures and pornographic exchanges later, we decided to see each other. This meeting wasn’t planned for that night but our exchanges were too promising to pass up this opportunity. I invited him to join me at my home.