The reflection in the mirror looks different. From romantic to fifty shades in a matter of months.
These won't be posts about how I am having a hard time coping with angry parents, or how I think the world is unfair, or what my feelings are on movies. No, This is an explicit account of my sex life. One that has leaped from the pages of fiction to the "oh too" real reality that we all live in. Everything that I am about to write down is 100% true. The only thing that will change is the peoples names that are involved.
I will give you a brief description of who I am. I am in my late 20's. I used to believe in love. I have been hurt badly...twice.
So I changed...or I finally became...Me.
I find difficulty figuring out where I should start, but last night may be the only place that seems appropriate.
One of the woman I am seeing has unleashed a side of me that I never knew existed. We will call her "E" for the sake of keeping track. I felt it was appropriate because she has become my drug and what better letter to reflect that then that letter? I guess I should give you our brief history.
"E" and I started sleeping together about a month ago. In all honesty it should have never happened. I had come home full of social lubricant and there she was. Short, slender, long black hair and by far the most beautiful ass I have ever seen in my entire life. She had come here with her friend to hang out with my roommate, Trigger. Her friend was interested in Trigger and followed him to his room. So it was me and "E". I looked at her and after a short conversation asked her if we were going to take the conversation down the hall into my bedroom. Needless to say it did and she is the first woman that was my sexual equivalent.
I learned of what she had done through the source. He had no idea I had been sleeping with her and I had to act like I had no idea. I was livid. Inside was a raging storm that came out in the form of a text message....
I found out what you did last night...not okay...We need to talk.
She replied and in less than a few hours she was in my room, pouring out to me and apologizing. At first I had no idea what to do other than ask her what she thought. She wanted to keep what we had going and I reluctantly obliged...That is until I thought about the book laying on my night stand.
"Under one condition...you'll be punished for what you've done"
Playfully I smiled on the inside and the wheels turned. She agreed and said, "Anything you want".
Last night she walked into my room to find several things draped over the chair near my bed. A leather belt, a tie,a cup of ice, vibrating rings, condoms and a safe word. I watched the combination of fear and excitement rush through her body as I was still navigating through the thought of what I was doing. after some light foreplay I told her to lean over the bed and I took the belt.
"Pain....to pleasure. Tonight you will see the spectrum. I'm going to use this twice, you know the safe word...Most of all...you need to trust me. Do you trust me?"
"Yes"
I tied her hands behind her with my tie as a wicked smile grew on on her face...and mine, sliding off her cloths.
Inside my thoughts swirled...
*WHACK!*
"One"
She flinched
"Are you okay?"
"Yes"
*WHACK!*
She moans a bit
"Two...Are you okay?"
Her response was one I wasn't prepared for...
"Again."
My eyes lit up, if it wasn't for the fact that we were in the dark she would have seen the complete surprise on my face.
*WHACK!*
The moan grew and at this point I gave in, letting the passion of the moment rip through my body I grabbed the ice, pressing it against her skin to cool her, but then placing in in my mouth so she could suck the other end...
This continued for 2 hours...escalating in passion and pleasure...We wore each other out after reaching our respective climax.
She's become my new high...
-TA

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