I had just gotten out of my four-year-long relationship with my first sexual partner, Justin, and I started seeing guys on Tinder. One guy made me wet just by looking at him. He had icy blue eyes, a chiseled jaw, and a dolphin-smooth body with abs carved by Poseidon himself. I never thought I could land a guy like that, but we matched instantly.
He was just in the city for a couple of weeks and wanted to have some fun while he was there. Since I wasn’t looking for anything serious, I was so down. I sent him a pic of me in my panties, and he absolutely lost his mind. I asked him if I could come over, and I could tell he was heartbroken as he said he couldn’t that night because he had to wake up at 5 AM the next day, and it was already 10 PM.
After a while of hemming and hawing, he said I could come over, only to sleep. I rolled my eyes a bit, but I agreed. It took 40 minutes to drive to his hotel- such a long way just to go for a snuggle and sleep.
I got there and climbed into bed in my underwear. He was shirtless and in his boxers, and I wanted nothing more than to just climb on top of him right there. We spooned for a bit, and I tried wiggling my bum a bit to see if I could wake his cock up, but no movement. I thought I was going to just have to go to sleep after all, but in a last-ditch effort, I rolled over to face him, bit my lip, and looked up at him.
He looked down into my eyes for what seemed like forever, and then in an instant he grabbed my face and kissed me deeper than I’d ever been kissed before. He pressed his body against mine and pushed his tongue into my mouth in a forceful, yet somehow romantic way. I had never experienced this kind of passion before, and I had definitely not gotten so wet so quickly.
His hands were down my panties, starting off slowly and gently, gradually working up until he had two fingers in my pussy, rubbing my g-spot, and simultaneously rubbing my clit with his thumb. I came so hard my body shook. I gripped the headboard and saw stars in the corners of my vision. My juices were all over his hand and dripping onto the bed, and he bent down and licked them up with a long flat tongue.
I was expecting to just jump to penetration right there, but he went out of his way to eat me out, making me cum a second time. I don’t know where this boy learned to fuck, but I’d like to thank them with a gift basket and a handshake. The way he sucked on my clit and tongued my labia was out of this world.
When I had finished, he picked me up, kneeled on the bed, and pushed me against the giant headboard. He held me up with one hand under my thigh, and the other one was gently but firmly on my throat. Like I said, I had only experienced very vanilla sex, so light choking was new to me, but so welcome. He was so strong, and seeing his muscles bulge as he held me up was so fucking hot.
He slowly slid his cock in and out of my pussy, teasing me. I was moaning so loud, and he’d slow down until I quieted down, and then ram it in quickly once so I’d yell out in pleasure. He was having way too much fun, and I loved it. I loved letting him do whatever he wanted with me, and completely submitting to him. He started jackhammering his cock into me, and I had to grab onto the top of the headboard above my head to avoid completely falling over.
I was basically screaming. I’m surprised we never got a complaint. He picked me up again and threw me down onto the bed face down. He pulled my hips up so I was on my knees. I pushed myself up onto my hands, but he forced me back down so my face was against the mattress, and he pulled me back onto him with my hips. What happened next, I don’t really know. It was a blur because I had never been fucked like that in my life. He finished inside of me and I could feel him throbbing and pulsating.
Then I had the best, soundest sleep ever. And that’s how I found out I like a bit of BDSM. It’s also, that’s how I figured out that I actually love sex. I just hated it with my ex.