Written by anon

BDSM
27 Aug 2017


This story began about 3 months ago when I met an older lady at a bar in Bedfordview. At first I was quite nervous approaching her but eventually I built the courage to approach her and eventually have a drink with her.

To cut the long story short, we chatted and chatted for a couple of hours up until the point she asked me whether I had a girlfriend or whether I was married, which the answer was no. After that she asked me if she could ask me a very 'open-minded' question. I'm generally an open-minded kind of guy, so I was quite prepared for anything.

At first I thought she was going to ask something (really shy to say) else, but eventually it came out.

Her questions were as follows:

1. Have you been with an older lady before?

2. Do you enjoy it?

3. Have you fantasized about any fetishes?

I answered all three questions as follows:

1. Yes I have and I thoroughly enjoyed it...

2. I have, but I was kinda too shy to mention those fetishes at the time.

We strolled down the road to get some late-night pizza, eventually inviting me over to her house, and boy was I surprised. She first asked me to make myself comfortable and help myself to any of her premium wine in her cellar - which I definitely did. Out of nowhere this lady appears with the most attractive lingerie I have ever witnessed in my entire life.

To cut the long story short, we eventually got intimate and then..... the question came out.... 'Have you been pegged my a Mistress before?' Now I knew what a Mistress was, but had absolutely no idea what 'pegged' or 'pegging' was. Eventually she explained it to me, and it wasn't something I wanted to try. But hey, why the heck not...

A strap-on came out and she told me that she wanted me to relax and enjoy the sensation. At first I was scared and thought that there was going to be another woman involved...

Inserting her strap-on into my behind, while stroking my thick cock was one of the most exciting experiences I had ever experienced (up until that time). I'll never forget her continuously chanting 'I'm going to make you cum harder than you have ever have' - and boy was it true...

The night continued, I pleased her in my own ways, ensured that I returned the extremely orgasmic favor. I won't forget the part where I offered her oral and had a thick, transparent layer of fluid dripping down my chin. She even got up to lick it off and tell me that these was the 'pure nectar of her succulent flower' - words which have turned me on forever...

Thought I would share this :)


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