Looking back at my past sex adventures, I see a boy unable to tell women straight what he wanted. This was good for me since most women love being told what they want to hear, even in bed. Each girl’s idea of perfect sex was different, so I never had the chance to satisfy my hidden fantasies in bed.
It took me 27 years to find the right one. The one who made my cock fully erect for the first time and who loved treating me both like a slave and like an idol. Lisa wants the same things as me in bed, giving the word “orgasm” a different definition. This is how she found me.
“Hi. I am Lisa.”
“I’m Goutham.”
“Can I buy you a drink?”
“What?!” I burst into laughter.
“Sure, you can, but I’m afraid all these drinks are free.”
“Oh, yes? Even better. I ran out of money.”
It was my friend’s anniversary. It was the first time a girl was hitting on me and not vice versa. Unlike the other girls I dated, Deepa seemed open-minded, disinhibited, and honest. Since we first met, she has told me how interested she is in fetishes and erotic games. Perfect, I thought to myself.
“Yes, I have a nice house.”
“Is it me, or… you’ve just invited me over for the night?”
“Well, it was more like a demand, but consider it an invitation.”
She was the living image of perfection, both physically and psychically. Big boobs are emphasized to the maximum in her tight white dress, curvy body, big green eyes, and brown hair. She was amazingly confident, authoritative, and dominant.
“I would not like to upset you, so I am ready to leave now.”
“Really?” she asked ironically, eating the cherry from her cocktail glass. Something like this has never happened to me. But her naughty way of eating that cherry made my penis hard like a rock.
I was sitting in the middle of the crowd with a crazy dick inside my pants. I had the most stupid idea to hide it. I touched it and moved it to one side, but my gesture had the opposite effect.
Domination.
Deepa looked down at my erect cock, smiled wickedly, and said, “Yes, we should hurry up.”
I could not believe my ears. She guided me to her car and drove me to her house in the city centre. Her aggressive way of shifting gears made me fantasize about her being my sex master, so my dick was up until we arrived.
Despite my expectations that she would start kissing me on the road or in the elevator, she did not do any of these things. At least, not until we got to her luxurious apartment.
“Okay, get undressed! Now”
“Um…”
“Now!” she yelled, taking off her necklace and throwing it on the floor.
Have you ever been open-mouthed? I stood still, unable to believe my ears, watching her get completely naked.
“Are you fucking deaf? What are you waiting for?”
To be honest, I would normally leave if some chick talked to me like that. But I was too hot to leave! All my senses were telling me to stay there and obey her rules. Luckily, it was a wise decision.
“Yes, ma’am,” I took off all my clothes one by one and waited for further instructions.
“Okay, now turn around and stay there until I say so.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Don’t peek!”
Being unable to see what she was doing behind my back made me anxious and a bit scared. She could have been a serial killer, a psychopath, or anything else. She could have stabbed me in the back without giving me a chance to fight back.
“Are you ready?”
“I think so,” I replied in a trembling voice. “Ouch! What are you doing?”
The girl used a belt to hit my buttocks very hard.
“Punishing you!”
“What for?!”
“For being a bad boy and disobeying my commands.”
“Ouch! Please, mam, stop.”
“No,” she yelled, hitting me again, “What are you, a man or a chicken?”
For the first time in my life, I felt abused. I was the victim of a crazy, dominant girl who used me to satisfy her most insane fantasies. God, and how I loved that! She kept slapping me until I felt my butt on fire, and then I came up with something smart.
“Maybe I can make it up to you, ma’am.”
“How?” she asked in a low voice.
“I can use my mouth and fingers to pleasure you.”
“Hmm.”
“I can make your pussy feel how it’s never felt.”
She gave me that wicked smile again and said, “Okay.” I asked her to lie on the edge of the bed, knowing that she would have punished me again if I had not kept my promise.
“Now relax.”
“Shut your mouth and show me some respect.”
She kept her authoritative attitude until my tongue gently pressed her clitoris. She stopped breathing for a couple of seconds. She grabbed me by the hair and pushed me towards her. The smell of her pussycat was hallucinating.
“I am very hungry,” I said, slowly licking her wet cunt while my right hand rubbed one of her big tits.
For the first time that night, she was weak. Her body was desperate for my touches. Her pussy needed my mouth as much as I needed her taste. Her fluids started coming from her tight pussy as soon as I started licking her clitter in circles.
“Oh, you taste so good.”
She could not say a single word. I deepened my head into her mouth and fastened my tongue’s movements until I heard her gasping for air.
“Don’t stop,” she begged me.
“Say PLEASE, and I won’t.”
“Please…”
I finally managed to gain dominance over her and turn her into a submissive woman. Now that the power was in my hands, she needed to be punished for hitting me with the belt.
Her shaky voice and legs revealed she was ready to cum. But did she deserve that? Not yet. I stuck two fingers into her wet crotch and slowly pushed them in and out of it until she started moaning louder and louder.
“Oh, gosh,” she gasped. I knew she was about to cum, so I suddenly stopped!
“What are you doing?”
“You did not ask for permission.”
“Well, can I cum now?” she asked angrily in a low voice.
Although I was the one kneeling in front of her, I was now her master. She knew that, but nothing was more satisfying than hearing her say it.
“No! Call me master first!”
After thinking about it for a couple of seconds, she did it, “Please, master, I need to cum.”
All these dominant-submissive roles made my cock pulse like a running heart. I wished nothing more than to taste her ejaculation while she screamed in pleasure. She needed more. So I stuck one more finger and pushed it deep inside her cleft.
“I need to… I will!” she yelled, leaning on one of her elbows on the edge of the bed.
“If you do it now, I’ll have to punish you.”
I was so horny that I felt a great tension in my dick as if someone had touched it for a long time. I needed to give her as much as she needed.
“God,” she screamed, squirting hard all over my hand like a glorious downtown fountain. I kept thrusting my three fingers into her mouth very fast and very deeply.
With my other hand, I put it on my penis. I quickly jerked it up and down for about three seconds until it shot a massive wave of cum all over my leg and the floor.
Lisa’s pussy was contracting hard in my hand. Her massive, creamy fluid still ran down my hand. The pleasure was so intense that my cock was still throbbing. I got off the floor and looked at her nakedness. She was still enjoying the moments of pleasure with her eyes closed.
“Are you ready to be punished?”
Lisa grinned without opening her eyes. She knew we had switched roles, so she got up from the bed and slowly kneeled in front of my cock.
“Yes, I am. The question is: ARE YOU?” We both laughed. Knowing there’s a lot more to come and cum.
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