Hi all :3 I'm 24 and I've just recently gotten into kink and was looking for a community to talk about this stuff with. The only other kinky person I know is the guy who actually helped me discover this side of myself, in fact. Aaaand, since I'm a writer, I guess the best way I can do this is with a story, haha.
Story time!
So, a couple weeks ago, I was really kind of feeling myself, so I took a couple selfies and posted them on Facebook. A friend whom I didn't know very well had commented on it and we'd started flirting. Coincidentally, he was in town that week and we'd made plans to finally meet in person and hang out. Now, the flirting became somewhat intensive, and he'd kept joking about me fucking him with a strap-on. At least, I'd only thought it was joking. I played along and said, "Maybe I should whip you, too, hahaha!" Little did I know!
It was late at night and we were wandering around the city. Eventually, we'd ended up one of the old classroom buildings of the university we'd both graduated from. He still had swipe access, so we kind of sneaked in. Now, this particular building is known for its mysterious doors and slightly creepy nooks and crannies. We went all the way to the top floor, near the bell tower, and he showed me this hidden conference room overlooking the courtyard. It was super nice. We found a comfy couch and talked and at some point, he mentioned that he gives profoundly good massages, so I took him up on the offer. We'd kept the light off in case the campus police noticed anything. And he ended up giving me a full body massage, and it felt pretty awesome... And then he started tickling me. Which was completely unexpected... and kind of arousing. The whole night was really bizarre, and I came home thinking, "What the fuck just happened? And how can I get it to happen again?"
After that, he went back to his home town, but we continued talking. Turned out he wasn't joking about wanting me to use a strap-on on him. And I said maybe I'd like the idea of him tying me down and tickling me. And conversation escalated from there.
It's lovely because we're both switches. Originally, I liked the idea of dominating him. He'd put all sorts of ideas in my head, and I'd developed things I'd wanted to do to him. I then did some research -- read articles, lurked on forums, watched some BDSM porn, read some BDSM erotica, and watched a few educational videos on YouTube. The more I learned, the more interested I became. And I was learning more and more about myself -- I still am.
Last Friday night, we Skyped for the first time. He's into cross dressing, so I'd told him to fuck himself with a dildo while wearing women's panties. It was glorious.
Last night, however, I was the slave, and I'd never been so turned on in my entire life. Beforehand, I'd set my limits -- no anal -- and from there, I did whatever he told me and utilized toys and whatnot. And when I was a bit of a brat, he punished me a little.
I honestly had no idea I'd had all this in me. But I really like it so far.
Anyway, that's my story. Hi!
Story time!
So, a couple weeks ago, I was really kind of feeling myself, so I took a couple selfies and posted them on Facebook. A friend whom I didn't know very well had commented on it and we'd started flirting. Coincidentally, he was in town that week and we'd made plans to finally meet in person and hang out. Now, the flirting became somewhat intensive, and he'd kept joking about me fucking him with a strap-on. At least, I'd only thought it was joking. I played along and said, "Maybe I should whip you, too, hahaha!" Little did I know!
It was late at night and we were wandering around the city. Eventually, we'd ended up one of the old classroom buildings of the university we'd both graduated from. He still had swipe access, so we kind of sneaked in. Now, this particular building is known for its mysterious doors and slightly creepy nooks and crannies. We went all the way to the top floor, near the bell tower, and he showed me this hidden conference room overlooking the courtyard. It was super nice. We found a comfy couch and talked and at some point, he mentioned that he gives profoundly good massages, so I took him up on the offer. We'd kept the light off in case the campus police noticed anything. And he ended up giving me a full body massage, and it felt pretty awesome... And then he started tickling me. Which was completely unexpected... and kind of arousing. The whole night was really bizarre, and I came home thinking, "What the fuck just happened? And how can I get it to happen again?"
After that, he went back to his home town, but we continued talking. Turned out he wasn't joking about wanting me to use a strap-on on him. And I said maybe I'd like the idea of him tying me down and tickling me. And conversation escalated from there.
It's lovely because we're both switches. Originally, I liked the idea of dominating him. He'd put all sorts of ideas in my head, and I'd developed things I'd wanted to do to him. I then did some research -- read articles, lurked on forums, watched some BDSM porn, read some BDSM erotica, and watched a few educational videos on YouTube. The more I learned, the more interested I became. And I was learning more and more about myself -- I still am.
Last Friday night, we Skyped for the first time. He's into cross dressing, so I'd told him to fuck himself with a dildo while wearing women's panties. It was glorious.
Last night, however, I was the slave, and I'd never been so turned on in my entire life. Beforehand, I'd set my limits -- no anal -- and from there, I did whatever he told me and utilized toys and whatnot. And when I was a bit of a brat, he punished me a little.
I honestly had no idea I'd had all this in me. But I really like it so far.
Anyway, that's my story. Hi!
