Yesterday was fun.
In the morning, I saw Charlie. It’s been a long time. I figured it would be fun to see him. Coincidentally, I had plans to meet S, who I had not yet met, but had talked to over text for the past week or so.
So, I was fucking Charlie when I got a text from S, asking me “What are you doing in my neighborhood?!” I was perplexed what the fuck type of stalker phone he had, that let him know that I was in the city?! I didn’t respond, I was too busy getting banged.
Finally, I responded “hanging out” and sent him an innocent picture. He didn’t buy it. “Going on an SF Fuck Tour?” he asked. He is smart for sure.
I left Charlie’s and was supposed to be at S’s house by 12. I am not familiar with the area, though, and ended up taking a wrong turn. When I finally pulled up into the driveway, I got an ominous text. “You’re officially late.”
I tried to laugh it off and act casual when I met him. He was very cute, lean, kinda red-headed/blonde, tall, nice style, gentleman-like, and I appreciated the art and little touches in his apartment. We sat around his living room table, with views overlooking the city. He was looking at me intently, and I was scared about what he was gonna do, so I felt shy to meet his gaze. I kept on looking away, down to the floor, because I felt there was something he wasn’t showing me. He was acting so nice, so sweet….but I know that he has a dark, mean, dominant side, and didn’t know when that would become apparent.
We chatted back and forth, and I found him to be very pleasant.
He got up and stood behind me and pulled my hair.
“Go to the bookshelf, put your hands on the bookshelf, and don’t move.”
He pulled me by my hair to the bookshelf and made me spread my legs, ass toward him. I could hear him go to another room, and he came back with a whip. He pulled my dress up and slapped my ass.
“Did. You. Show. Up. Late. Because. You. Were. Fucking. Someone. Else?”
He punctuated his words with slaps of the whip on my thighs and ass.
“I got lost!” I protested meekly….but it was true that I took off late because I was banging Charlie.
“Let me ask you again. Did you show up late because you were fucking someone else?”
“Yes”
“Did you think that would be okay with me? Apologize.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Will it happen again?”
“No.”
He threw me on the couch and forced me to keep my legs open. He started hitting my inner thighs and sticking his fingers inside me. He went to get a condom and gave me what I want!!! He called me all sorts of dirty names and slapped my face and I loved how his cock felt so nice and hard and deep inside me…..
After Round 1, we went back to chatting and smoked some cigs and soon enough we were into Round 2. I left with raccoon eyes because my eyes had been watering, choking on his cock, and left eyeliner and mascara under my eyes. Oh no, I don’t look like a whore who just got fucked…
I really liked him, because he seemed to get me, and he was sweet and fun yet also mean and dirty.
I look forward to seeing him again.
We also have exciting plans for Sunday to co-domme a sub girl he is seeing, so that should be really interesting.
Love and licks,
Lexxxy