There’s this guy I recently went to bed with. I don’t quite remember where, when, or how we met but we’ve been chatting over the phone a whole lot…flirting, saying naughty stuff to each other.
Early this week he invited me over to his place and since I had nothing major to do with my time, I went. I wouldn’t call him cute, but he’s not ugly either. He’s just fine. Somewhat tall, a little biggish in terms of body. He’s not striking but he has this amazing full lips. His eyes for some reason have a seriousness about them that doesn’t waver even when he smiles or laughs. He’s a control freak that I came to realise. Everything must go by his way. He practically dictates everything and his temper isn’t any better. I don’t really know what exactly drove me to have sex with him but I guess it’s because he made me feel inferior…submissive.
Now if you know me, you’ll know I’m not the kind to follow. So I was having a normal conversation with this guy (like two normal people) and he suddenly said, `Take off your clothes.’ I remember my eyes going wide and my jaws dropping a bit. The statement had practically come out of nowhere so I sat there quietly telling myself maybe I must have heard poorly then it came again, `Take off your clothes.’ This time there was no mistaking it. I had heard right. Thoughts went through my head like who did he think he was…did he think he could do whatever. I think I got angry or maybe confused but then I looked into his eyes and I knew I wasn’t going to disobey. I could but I wouldn’t.
There was just something powerful about his gaze. I felt something along the lines of fear. It could have been excitement I’m just not sure. I slowly took off my blouse and then my pants and he just sat there watching me. I stopped and started to sit back down again in just my panties and bra.
`No, take off everything.’ I started to open my mouth to disagree. `Take them off or I’ll do it myself.’ Something about the way he said it made me believe he wasn’t joking. It’s like he was daring me so I sat back down just to test how serious he was. He looked at me in a calculating manner. I’m not a shy person but my confidence started to waver. He stood up and took his shirt off as I watched. His chest was so masculine I found my eyes glued to it. It made me think of power and strength. I think I swallowed loudly. He walked over to me and ordered me to stand up. He unhooked my bra and threw it off then he tore my black lace panties.
`Those were my favorites!’
`I gave you a chance to take them off. Follow me.’
He led me to his bedroom. There was a massive bed. Everything about this room was masculine. It made you feel inferior. Even the air seemed different. He ordered me to get onto the bed and I did. I can’t really explain why I was submissive but I just was submissive. I bit my lower lip for no reason at all. I think the look in his eyes softened a bit. I’m not really sure, it could have been in my head. He got onto the bed and touched me. His hands traveled all over my body.
His touch was so gentle it contrasted his tough nature. I guess that’s why it turned me on. We were quiet for about 10 minutes with him touching me and forbidding me to touch him in return. Then he suddenly claimed my lips. It was a kiss of power, of possession, a kiss that lets you know that you belong to someone and at that moment I felt I was his to do whatever he wanted with. His kiss wasn’t gentle. His teeth caught my lower lip and pressed and then he let go. I moaned. I could taste blood. He sat up as if unsure of what to do next then he looked back at my face then my body. My lips suddenly felt dry. I licked them and swallowed. He turned and kissed me again. This time his kiss was gentler as if he was searching for something, like he had questions that needed answering. His lips were so soft, too soft for the hard man that he was. I felt even nibbling could hurt them.
His hands were fondling my breasts…toying with my nipples. Jolts went through my body and I could feel the spot between my legs getting moist. He stopped kissing me and positioned himself between my legs his pants still on. I could feel the swell of his manhood right against my crotch. His head lowered and I felt his mouth close around my left nipples. His soft lips nibbled. It was bliss. I arched my back in pleasure. You could think that for all the times that my body has been touched, I would get used to it but every time I get touched, it’s like I’ve never been touched before. It just gets to my head…his lips were just so soft then there was his tongue; he was flicking it in the most amazing way. He was really gentle…too gentle.
He took his time, paying attention to every detail. His head went lower and I trembled all over in anticipation of what was to come. He went for my legs and kissed them from feet to thighs one after the other. He took his time. I was writhing with both pleasure and tension.
After what seemed like ages, his lips touched my cunt and he softly made love to it with his lips and tongue. I was moaning feverishly. I was on the edge of squirting in his face when he suddenly stopped and started to take off his belt. My eyes were glued on his crotch area waiting to see his manhood. When his belt was off, he bent over again and kissed my lips. He stretched my hands ahead of my head and used his belt to tie them up. Now I was helpless. I could feel the strain on my shoulders. He knotted the dangling bit of the belt round a part of his bed. His lips touched mine again, then my nipples, then my clit…I was sure I was going to come. He stopped. I watched him get off the bed and looking at me, he took his pants off. I could recognize the bulge in his boxers.
No words were passed between us the entire time. I really needed to come. He walked out of the room and didn’t return for what seemed like ages. It could have been a minute. He came back with a cup of tea. I remember thinking to myself: what on earth is he going to do with that? He stirred calmly then took a sip. He walked over to the bed and placed the hot teaspoon on my clit. My p*ssy twitched. I moaned softly and watched him put the teaspoon in his mouth and stirred again. The spoon touched my nipples. He took multiple sips of the tea then his mouth closed around one of my nipples. His mouth was so warm. It felt good around my nipple but that didn’t last long.
He was up and took another sip of his tea then he tilted his cup a bit. Hot tea touched my stomach. I let out a scream. He smiled and then bent and kissed the area the tea had irritated. It was so sensitive. It hurt. I had tears at the edges of my eyes. I tried to release myself but I couldn’t. My heart started to thud at the thought of what else he could do to me while I was tied up. He paid attention to the spot for about a minute and when it started to feel better, he got up. I saw his cup tilt again and I trembled with fear.
`No,’ I said,`please don’t.’
He smiled then sat in a chair and took his tea. He took his time. I think 15 minutes went by. It could have been more. Then he finally put his cup aside and got back onto the bed. He shed his boxers off and positioned himself between my spread legs. His lips claimed mine. I could sense a hunger that had not been there before. I could practically taste his lust in his kiss. His hands were touching me with more force than before and he was rubbing his cock against my wet cunt. I felt him grow bigger and harder and I trembled all over.
He was rubbing himself right against my clit and it was creating so much pleasure. He slid into my cunt. I moaned. He groaned. The look in his eyes was different…it scared me in a way. I shut my eyes and I felt him ram my p*ssy hard with his cock. It felt good then he slowly picked up speed. In no time he was going really fast. He was like an animal. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure. Then he suddenly stopped moving his cock still in me. I knew he hadn’t cum so I opened my eyes.
`Welcome to my world,’ he said looking right into my eyes then he thrust hard again and I was lost…
Yours truly,
Trudie.
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