I am a 22 year old female who has recently discovered her kinkier side. My ex and I have been casually seeing each other and hooking up for the last month or so and we have both expressed that we would like to explore various kinks and sexual “endeavours”. On this particular night he asked me to bring my vibrator over with me, excited by the request I responded “yes sir”, but that wasn’t enough for him because he replied with “that’s not what you call me”.. I knew I was headed for a rough night and the butterflies swirling around inside me couldn’t be denied.
When I arrived, we decided to take 2 shots to celebrate being done with an overall shitty year. He put on some intoxicatingly sensual music and I was instantly turned on, he knows I love grinding and twisting my hips to the beat. He looked at me, took two steps towards me, grabbed my face and pulled it into his. The passion behind his lips are undeniable, I want to sink to his feet when he kisses me. For context, he is 6’4”, and I am 5’4”. He picked me up by my ass and I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me over to his couch and gently laid me down on my back. He caressed my skin and it sent a shiver down my spine. I want all of him but I keep thinking about how much more I would feel if I was high; we smoked a bowl together and he didn’t hesitate to pick up where he left off.