**”EVERYONE IN THIS STORY IS 18+”**
I’m 46 and I still get off thinking about the sex I had with a dude I hooked up with a few times when I was 19,
He was a few years older than me. We went on a couple of dates and hooked up once before.
I was at his apartment for maybe the second time, laying on his bed in shorts and a tank top.
We had been making out for a few minutes when he asked me if I had any kinks fantasies.
It gave me butterflies everywhere.
I’d always been interested in BDSM and stuff like that but my boyfriends in high school didn’t know much about anything so I hadn’t really gotten what I needed. So I told him.
I even wouldn’t mind toys and stuff.
Then I took the rest of my clothes off while he got out red and black cuffs for my wrists.
And my ankles which were soft were held together by a chain that clipped on either side, a gag, and a blindfold.