And so there we were in his apartment. He asked me how long I had been into spanking and I was like, "forever." He asked, "since you were a little girl?" and I nodded shyly. He looked so turned on that I felt almost a little uncomfortable. He told me that his exgirlfriend had been into it, and had been into him "making" her do things afterwards and looked expectantly at me as he slid his hand up my skirt. He leaned his mouth in like he was going to kiss me, but instead he started whispering in my ear, calling me a naughty girl and a dirty little slut. Now, I kind of thought someone I didn't know at all calling me a slut would be offensive, but it totally turned me on. After all, I was kind of being a slut!
He started rubbing me all over and whispering more- it made me so hot. Then he pushed me over his knee and pulled off my tights and my panties. When he started rubbing my ass I thought I was going to come. The whole time he kept whispering in my ear, calling me all sorts of embarrassing things, and I was so into it. I was bucking up and down, fighting back a little until he spanked and rubbed me into submission. When he was done with my ass, he pushed me onto my knees, stood up with his hand on his zipper, cocked his head to the side, and asked how I intended to apologize to him. I love sucking cock after a spanking. I especially love doing it on my knees in front of whoever just punished me. Its such a feeling of submission.
I licked and sucked him while looking up and making eye contact, that drives men wild. Then he pulled me off the floor, bent me over his couch and spread my legs. He thrust his cock in me as I groaned. It had been awhile since I had sex, and he had such a big dick. He was tugging my hair and making my back arch. All while telling me how naughty and slutty I was.
He was so verbal the whole time, I couldn't get over it. He talked the whole time he was spanking me, the whole time I was on my knees afterwards, and the whole time he had me bent over his couch (or his chair, or his bed...). And then afterwards he wanted to talk about it all again. That made him want to spank me again, so he pushed me over his knee. This time he pinned my arms to the small of my back. I still had my skirt on, since he'd wanted to fuck me while I was wearing it. He pushed it back up and made me count each time he slapped me. No one has ever done that before. I came on number 8. It was fucking hot.
Him being so verbal made me really verbal too. Maybe it was because he was so cute and after he punished me I really just did want to please him. Maybe its because I'm more into talking dirty then I thought. But wow, what a hot Monday night! Definitely the first time I've EVER come with someone who wasn't my boyfriend. (or exboyfriend haha)
Then at about 1 am I asked him to call a cab for me, he teased me and told me I was such a dude for coming and then running out. I looked at him and said, "listen, I'm not looking for a boyfriend, but if you want to do this again I would be really into it."
He looked at me rather strangely and was like "well, you know, I just got out of this long relationship and I"m not looking for a girlfriend either" To myself, I thought, no shit, you were looking on the fucking casual encounters list!
So I continued, "seriously, I'm not, but this was really hot, and I'd like to do it again. I hope you would too."
For me this would be perfect, someone who was attractive, normal, able to hold a conversation, and really dominate... and also, not going to kill me!
Now, to me this seems like the perfect situation for him, you have this cute girl, willing to come over to your house for you to spank and then do what you like with, am I wrong here?
But when he looked back at me and said, "yeah, yeah I would like that" I could see in his eyes there was no way he was calling me - and yet he continued with the dirty talk until I got into the cab by myself.
Did I do something wrong? I mean, I know he was into it and I know he wanted me from the second we sat down in the bar. So why wouldn't he be into a casual occasional thing?
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