The first encounter with my sub is an hazy one. We met awhile ago, almost a year ago. I done so much in my life since our first and only very steamy and naughty encounter. My marriage with a submissive man broke down many years back and I was enjoying my new found freedom. Do what I like. See whom ever I liked. But I missed the kinky days in my marriage where my ex husband let me blindfold and hand cuff him whilst riding hard on his face. He wouldn't go to extreme kinkiness like pegging. His butt was an delight, being in a professional football team and doing regular weight lifting. I often come behind him, and dry humping his cute butt, secretly wanting to push something hard inside him, claiming over and over again he is mine. Forcing him to lick my pussy for hours, he was so good at licking. I trained him well. So well, one evening, he made me cum twenty eight times in one session. I was just so thirsty for climax. They varied so much in intensity and length of orgasm. But end of the session, I felt so lightheaded and exhausted, but totally satisfied. I needed to orgasm at least four times to be satisfied. My thirst for kinky sex was insatiable but couldn't find a suitable submissive man to quench my thirst. So I was on the hunt. Before I knew about FAB, I used regular dating sites. Swiping left or right, I was matched with a charming handsome local guy from Witney, Oxfordshire. Similar age, perfect height of six foot three inches, short dark haired, Hazel coloured eyes, althetic and later finding out how "well hung" he was in the bedroom department. Engineer by trade, articulate, outdoorsy, softly well spoken chap. What more could one ask from a dating app date. But little did I know before hand, what to expect from this random date. I mean, the text and phone conversations were flowing easily, so looked forward to a fun date. |
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