The idea of a 2nd Dom has been on my judgment lately. Maybe I could run into someone a little more Domly than mine. Maybe somebody deeper into it, more experienced with circle, more moderate, or even just unlike. I am known for eating ice cream for breakfast and no one tells me no. Someone should definitely evidence me no. Probably, Maybe, maybe not. Never judgement. I've heard rumors of things I've never experienced. Some hard worker sleep in John Milton Cage Jr.. Some slaves eat bread and piddle for education. Some have to submit outfits for approving. Some get ordered for at restaurants. Every dynamic is different.

Has it really been 8 years since I've kneeled in service ? When was my endure roping ? You get busybodied and declension out of practice. You didn't start as a bdsm couple but ended up in it. I think it just comes more naturally to others than it would M. I can't say anything bad about him. We have had 14 outstanding years so this isn't that. I just wonder what former experiences I could have.

I have had 2 early Doms in the past. One was 55, looked 45. Had a tangible way about him. A storage shed full of every device imaginable. Was going great. We had done a couple of dinner and overnights. M really liked this one for me. We had negotiated CNC and he was even asking about taking the two of us with him on a weekend trip. The one that got away. Just as we started talking contracts and getting serious and then his job moved him. The 2nd one was out of state, didn't couple my effort, and didn't like the estimate of our move to Florida. He collected more people than he had time for so I had to leave. I ended up taking a 6-year break to work on me. Can't pour from an vacate cup.

Bedtime avocation, reading whisper news report lists to M at bedtime and each giving comment. Well if we find the list articles fun maybe ill get a whisper and recover more. rustling is a mecca for only fans, hookup, and drug deals. It is anonymous and I quickly learned that it is definitely a gateway for beguiler to chance side of meat piece. I asked if there were rules for it and M didn't have any beyond normal internet safe and no in rattling life stuff if he hasn't chatted the person first. I also noticed a lot of people posting their bdsm test results in the bdsm radical. I did just that and suddenly had over 100 messages in my inbox and a roast messaging bill for those wanting to leave the app.

Too close, too boring with the opening line and too far away all got the boot. Suddenly I had several to confabulate with. Enter New Guy. He said poetic affair about my eye. He asked for a pic of me kneeling. So, I had M contract one. Me, on my bed, in my favorite t-shirt. I wasn't making eye touch and it through him off. Is that something your schoolmaster has trained in you ? no, I just have a thing about eyes. So here's the eye poetry.

"I believe that eyes are windows to the somebody. Mines broken ( small fry hood traumas I'm finally starting to work through ) so my person is shattered into millions of pieces. Like shards of a smashed window on an icy night. Some bloodline stained. I don't like showing it off. I don't like being that naked, vulnerable, and open. So, l hide the Windows so no one can depend in."I said.

"That 's the matter truelove, and I 'm trusted M agrees, the fracture sliver or chalk, when forged back together will draw you shine like never before. Only by someone looking in your soul's windowpane can one see the beautiful scintillating array of swirling colors that only you can produce. Maybe one day I 'll be able to stare upon those fragment of clear myself"he said.

"Maybe"I replied.

"We are all products of past, and it sounds similar yours has a few Sir Thomas More turns on the route map of scars than most. But you sound like an amazing mortal to me thus far."He continued.

You had me at eye poetry. I'm a little bit of a romantic. fast forward and we had 1 sports meeting up and a 2nd meetup planned. It was going so hot and cold. Maybe I 'm just fearful at reading the great unwashed. Were just taking it slow and Seeing where matter go for now.

Down the road, I'm peculiar, how will this one train me ? What toys will this one use ? Is a 2nd neckband in the card game if down the road he really likes me or where its going ? clock time will tell.

My alert went off at exactly 4:50 in the morning. My best-loved pup groaned under a mountain of blankets. I quickly fired off a good morning text. I stayed in bed until his GPS said he was 15 minute of arc away. Then I panicked when I couldn't find my new deodorant before just using M's red sky old spice. I through my hair into a quick ponytail and dialed M as I locked the front line door.

I made my way through the trees and passed the retention pond. No circumvent family line at this hour. The only light was the dim igniter of the crescent moonshine. Morning traffic was just starting to get going on the busy road nearby. I was watching a hand truck in the parking lot nearby my workbench seat. I couldn't decide if someone was inside or not. headlight broke my stare and I saw his blue car pulling up.

He had the great smile on his face when he got out of the car."I've missed you"he said as he wrapped me in the vainglorious bear hug, holding me there for a few minutes. He really is a good hugger. There was some light making out before he pulled my tit out of the sister dreary tank top holding them captive. He stopped to admire them briefly before walking me to the nominal head of the car. He had me topless, facing the street."look at all those cars that could possibly see you, naked, here in the shadow parking lot. Every car passing could be getting a look."He said quietly into my right ear. As he bit my neck hard, I had two thoughts."This is a small hard for me. Hey why don't you bite punishing and see how practically force out it takes to break the skin."I was getting wet so I started rubbing his bundle that was already arduous and throbbing trapped in his shorts.

He led me back to the front of the car. Sir Thomas More biting."ouch but ok, strong ok, break the peel maybe ? Do it ! Ok but this does kind of hurt."I thought quietly.

"on your knees !"He said sternly.

"what ?"I asked. I was suddenly jolted from my thoughts.

"on your knees !"He said sternly. So, I went on my knees. He took a here and now to take the air around me and scrutinise his property. ( when I am with him, I am his property to use as he sees fit ) I passed inspection.

He undid his rap and unzipped his zip for what seemed like an eternity. Suddenly before me was a beautiful pecker id waited too long to get my mouth on. I started in the way I usually do M. He quickly moved my bridge player off. I started focusing on taking it in my mouth, going in deeper and using my natural language more while occasionally going for the deeply throat. I could tell he was enjoying it because he was moaning for me.

When he decided he was ready to switch gear mechanism he stood me up. He turned me around, placed my hands on his trunk, and arched my punt how he wanted it."are you ready to finger me inside of you ?"He asked.

"yes sir."I eagerly replied.

Sir is a trigger Holy Scripture for him. Really drives the fun menage. Before long he was sliding in and grabbing neck hard. It was exhilarating."Would we be seen ? Would a cop roller up ? Was there someone in the truck ? M doesn't choke me like this. New experiences."A million cerebration raced through my head. Neck grabbing and biting continued. Yes, intemperately please sir. There is nothing sexier than when a Dom cause in deep and his clod swing forward and slap into my clit."hold going, please don't stop."I thought.

But then he did. Stopped cold turkey. My snatch was aching and dripping at this detail. Disappointment washed over me as my need for more grew.

"Back on your knees"He ordered. Down I went."are you ready to taste me ?"he asked.

"Yes sir"I responded.

This fourth dimension he had his Ball out and he didn't stop me from getting handsy with both his glob and his shaft. He took a pair of image for himself and M to enjoy. He reprimanded me about needing to establish eye middleman at least with the camera so I did. The ostentation was blinding. I was really working my tongue and manus. I could tell it wouldn't be much longer. I was massaging his formal good as if to milk all the cum out of them. I started driving for mystifying oral cavity thrusts. He started cussing and moaning at the Sami time. I could experience him loosing restraint. Soon enough he was exploding and pulsating in the rachis of my throat.

He let out a gaudy"oh my god."As he released into me. I was still massaging his Ball. I wanted to debilitate them dry. I reached the point where I started to gag. Not wanting to do the usual pull out I thought, fuck it, how bad can it be, and let him perch on my tongue. I have never been big on having cum in my oral fissure. Only recently started swallowing. Usually I just go till the gagging starts and perpetrate off. Its usually right about the metre M is done. So I figured how much more can this guy have ?

A lot more apparently."oh fuck. Oh god. I can't stop coming. Oh my god baby girl."He said as he continued moaning and pulsating warm cum all over my tongue. Finally I had drained him. I swallowed a taste of the scoop cum I had ever tasted. I guess not living off fast nutrient fries, ice pick, and pizza has its benefits. The best smiling graced his liberal face and he uttered those 2 magical words"good lady friend ”.

He pulled me up into a hug as early good morning twinkle began illuminating the field. Can we just freezing here for a patch ? Sadly, we had to office. I had a shift to make believe. He mentioned that maybe adjacent meter we could do a moving picture. He said he hated that our meetings have been poor and rushed. He offered to drive me home. M said not to have out my address so I declined. I was not even a 5 minute walk from my front doorway anyways. He hugged me again and then bid me adue. I know he watched me disappear into the trees. It was still someone dark out. His last petition was for me to text him when I got household. I did this by sending my favorite pup. This pleased him.

M got so excited about the photo he spent the whole day penning novels of dirty ideas to me on messenger. We got him really excited. So many contaminating texts. I knew I would get an climax when I made it home.

fast forward and its later in the evening. Were alone, weenie kicked out, threshold locked, and ignitor down. I had been sucking him for 5 minute of arc already when he handed me my bullet vibrator and said to hop on top. He kept gushing about what a full girl I was for taking the whole load this morning. He got all the juicy detail out of me on my walkway to make for earlier.

Cowgirl for the win. I found a really good cycle. I've never heard M get this excited in bed. He was being a lot more song than usual. By now we were both starting to get warhead. We were going at it so well the bed had socially distanced 3 feet from the bulwark. A duad pillows had been swallowed up into the G Canyon of space I had created. He was getting so loud and so vocal music. This is a position of him I don't always see. I can palpate the end coming for us both. I was half convinced we would come across at the point of common gratification because we were so in sync. I kept trying to guide him harder and rich until….

BAM !"hey its your good friend Charlie sawbuck. I came to crash the party."Once I started to wince and panic the climate was over for him. I rolled over and we both tried rubbing the horse out of my calf. We both went to bed with a dangerous pillow slip of sorry globe. It ended up being the first Charlie sawbuck of 5 that I would go on to get. I woke with a bit of a hobble today. So I am on day 2 of aching pauperism. Maybe tomorrow he says, when I recover. I have permit to use my toy but I don't want to. I want one of these 2 fine men to use me and grant me an O. one of them will soon enough.

M also notes that our parking lot shoo-in was very risky. Even if we ignore the locality and high chance of foot traffic or police, the tv camera that watch the park and parking lot can not be escaped. It was so hot ; I really don't care. I'd do it again for sure.

Now I am sitting here hoping the new guy thinks things are going well. Will he require to see me again ? What will the next time be like ? Will he trian me something or give me any project ? Were seeing where this goes so ill have to hold back and see, in eager expectancy of course .