I'd known I was bi, at least for years, but had led a "normal" life, living with a woman. We had stopped having sex a long while back, and, while she was ok with it, I was not. I was yearning. I had never really had sex. Not sex the way I had come discover I wanted it. Now I knew that I wanted a virile man to take me and make me his bitch, to humiliate me and degrade me. So I tried some ads on Craigslist, but hardly anyone repsonded cause I just wanted to try email sex first. I was frustrated....but this brush with sex the way I REALLY wanted just inflamed me! I was horny all the time....getting so wet just thinking about it.
I needed to do something about it. So I joined a yahoo group for dominance and submission and enterred my profile. Once again, almost no one answered. I was about to give up when one morning I got a pretty demanding email. He was a leather dom, but he was totally into stuff way beyond what I had concepts of. He was a leather guy, into cbt and all sorts of forced sex acts. Oh, needless to say it was scary, and I quickly shut the email. But as I left my computer I realized I was soaked! I was so turned on and I didn't even know it . Now, I was confused. I went back into my email and clicked the link to this guy's profile, and there was a pick of him: ripped, hairy, with his cock shaved but with a patch on top. He was wearing chaps and his enormous cock had a bulging head. He got me trembling with excitement! I had to have that cock in me somehow. What was I going to do?
I sent him a tentative message and his first response was to demand where I was. I told him I was inexperienced and he quickly told me he didn't give a shit about that...only that I was willing to serve him. I was shaking when I wrote back telling him I'd like to try, and sent him a picture of my cock, as he requested. Now, this was the first time I'd ever done anything so bold as to send a naked pic of me, and I was afraid I'd regret it. He immediately wrote back, telling me I had to shave the crap all around my clit, but leave a little patch so I'd be reminded I belonged to him. (his words). How was my girlfriend going to respond to me being shaved? But, I was just so excited by this demand I had to comply and immediately went to the shower and removed all the hair but a patch above my little cock (my penis size was always an issue as well, being barely 4" when fully engorged). All of a sudden, I felt I had a purpose, I was excited, I was going to try to be his sub and it just got me so hot.
I re-sent the new photos, and apparently he was impressed enough that he then demanded we meet. He said he was coming to the area and gave me the hotel room and a time. He told me to be clean when I got there and to be ready to be taken over. I asked if it was ok if I set some limits and he said he'd listen, but couldn't guarantee he'd always agree to them. Again, I was afraid...what was I getting myself into??
I arrived at the hotel room at the appointed hour and he answered the door. He was tall, dark haired, handsome and was wearing a bathrobe, and his eyes never left mine. I just stood there, trying to gather my wits when he grabbed my wrist and gently pulled me inside the door, closing and locking it. I was almost panting with fright at this point (was it fright?) He stood infront of me, checking me out. He had told me to wear a tshirt, shorts with elastic waist, and flip flops. He took a step forward and pulled me to him by hooking a finger into the waistband of my pants. I almost swooned as he leaned into me and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. I was pleasantly surprised by how nice he was, but also embarassed cause my little dick was raging, and tenting my shorts, but also leaking copious precum. He said, looks like you're glad to see me. I stammered something in repsonse, but then he wrapped one arm behind me and pulled me close, all the while looking into my eyes. I could feel his rigid manhood pressing against my belly. He stood a good 4 inches taller than me and I could do nothing but let him pull me in. He then leaned down and began to give me a french kiss, slowly parting my lips, and then probing with his tongue. He started to grind against me and also stabbing into my mouth with his tongue. I heard myself give a little whimper and started to put my arms around him. He swatted my arms away though and said he just wanted me to stand there. His hands found my bottom and massaged it for a while, and pulled my shorts down around my ankles. My little boi cock was as rigid as it was ever gonna get, and I was so fucking hot at this point and so ashamed! "I'm not gay" I kept telling myself.
Suddenly, as if he knew what I was thinking, he pulled away, pushed down with his hand on my head , loosened his robe, and exposed himself to me. His cock was in some sort of harness and stood straight out, with a curve upward. It was quite beautiful, shaved around the base, balls and cock, but the rest of him was so manly and hairy. With his hand on my head he guided me to his cock, stopping just in front of it. I could see there was precum leaking out and it started to drool a line toward my face. He took his cock and started gently beating my face with it, smearing the precum around. At this point I realized I was hyperventialting and felt like I might pass out, but he then said " take it in" and I immediately, reflexively obeyed, opening my mouth to take his glistening rod in my mouth. I could smell his funky scent, and the saltiness actually tasted quite nice. He grabbed my head with the other hand and started sowly thrusting, gently at first, but longer and harder each time. I knew from reading that I needed to just relax and swallow, and when he reached the back of my throat I began to gag a little, but he didn't stop, he just kept thrusting further and further. Finally I was able to swallow, and realized that's what I needed to be doing. My god, I thought, Im getting throat fucked and I've never even given a blowjob before! At this point, I realized I was desperate to please him, that it didn't matter what I wanted, only that his needs were met. Even THAT thought caused me to become even more excited! He was thrusting steadily, but then he picked up the pace and I began to give out a low moan and, if I could, I would have been encouraging him to fuck me harder. But, he did fuck harder, deeper, faster and suddenly he forced past my vocal cords and my nose was buried into his bush and my moans gave way to a whimper, and he was grunting, talking to me, telling me I was his cunt, his bitch, and I was going to do what he wanted or else. He was starting to pant a little and at this point he was banging his pelvis into my chin. He said "oh you little bitch I'm gonna drop a load in you" and grabbed my ears, pull himself foward and holding me there while he ejaculated down my throat, grunting the whole time.
He pulled out unexpectedly and pushed me away. I dropped to the floor sitting with my pants off. Wondering how I had just let this happen. I was bewildered, ashamed, embarassed, aroused in the extreme and anxious for him to do more!
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