Showing posts with label Casual Encounter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Casual Encounter. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Craigslist Casual Encounter Part 3: His Apartment

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? 

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Craigslist Casual Encounter: Part 2 the Meeting

I was late. Of course I was, I'm always late. I called when I was a block away and asked him to meet me outside. How awkward it would have been to walk into a bar and just walk up to someone hoping it was him. 

The whole way over on the bus I had just felt kind of numb. Was I really about to meet someone I didn't know and let them spank me. Really? That is just not me. But then at the same time there was this total rush associated with it. Like I had this secret life that no one knows about, that my friends would be SHOCKED to know about.

And what a relief. He was cute. He was SO cute. freckles (love them), dark hair, a nice smile and eyes. We sat down at the bar and I could barely make eye contact. I was so nervous. The first thing he wanted to talk about was the responses I got. So I told him. A lot of older guys (including one who introduced himself by telling me about his kids- WHO WERE OLDER THAN ME), a few cock pictures, and a surprising number of cute boys. Okay 3, but I was expecting none. He asked how many I had responded to, and I said only him. He didn't believe me, and I shrugged and told him I didn't really care. Then we talked about was music, as it turns out, we're both pretty interested in it and have similar tastes. We had a beer, the conversation flowed pretty easily. I know he wanted to take me back to his apartment right away, but I had to be comfortable.

His eyes were all over me. Especially on my legs. When men want something they get this cloudy look in their eyes. Its like desire clouds everything else in the world. So after a second drink, I told him I was convinced he wasn't a serial killer, and he invited me back to his apartment

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Craigslist Casual Encounter: Part 1 The Posting

So after a few weeks of being a bit of a lurker on craigslist, I thought I might want to post in the casual encounters. I'd been talking to the few guys I mentioned earlier looking for more of a relationship. If you're starting a relationship with someone you need to wait a bit before you put out, but I needed a spanking and I needed it soon.

This afternoon I was so bored. I was so bored and craving some excitement. I checked out the casual encounters page, but quite frankly, the thought of answering an ad purely for sex made me feel dirty (and not in a good way). Plus, I was wary of making any sort of promise for sex to some guy I had never met. What if I showed up and he was ugly (it happened before)? What if I showed up and he was creepy? What if I felt pressured?

I thought to myself, I could post something. I wouldn't have to answer any of them if I didn't want to, and hey, they might turn me on a little.  So I posted. 

Want to spank a bad girl?
I was naughty girl at work all week, and hardly got anything done. Need  a lecture, over your knee, skirt pushed up, panties down. Interested? 26, cute, fit. pic for pic.

The responses started rolling in immediately. Craigslist had removed my ad within 30 minutes- maybe they thought I was a prostitute? ouch!- No matter, I still got about 23 responses. I was pleasantly surprised by the lack of cock pictures- I only got 3. Seriously though, do dudes really think we ladies go for that? you could have the biggest dick in the world, but if its not attached to a cute face/body its not going to happen.

My favorite response was from this thugged out dude that said "I'd spank dat ass girl." haha! not my type, but  valiant effort! Most of the guys were much older then me (I'd say between 38-45 and thats what they said in the email so who really knows?), but I was  surprised by the number of cute younger guys- there were 4 emails that I saved. What? where are these cute boys when I'm at a bar or a party?

I thought, what the hell, lets respond to the one I like the best. So I looked through them and one stood out- cute with a hot but not creepy response. It was  the only real full on face shot- so I could tell he didn't just choose a picture looking off to the side- I mean, anyone can look cute in a picture like that. So I wrote back. Over the next two hours we sent a few flirty emails back and forth. I told him I'd like to meet in public to make sure he was not a serial killer. He seemed to appreciate that.

We made a date for monday night. He had his own place, I have three nosey roommates and thin walls. I told myself I could back out if I wanted to.