I’m a member of a fetish site and one day last month I got a new message. He had written more than just your typical “hey” and included key points from my profile - showing he actually read it. Already I was impressed. I take a gander at his profile and we have similar kinks, plus he has some beautiful artistic photos. I reply. We talk for a couple of weeks then finally he invites me over.

I’m not dumb, I’m not going to show up at some strange man’s house, that I’ve met through a fetish site without some kind of precaution for my safety. So, I bring my pepper spray and strap my .38 to my ankle. First visit was nice, we cuddled and watched a movie. He seemed sweet and quite respectful - which lets face it, is a rare trait now-a-days. I see him again a few days later, without the .38 this time. Again, we cuddle and watch a movie, but in the middle of the movie, he caresses my chin then turns my face towards him. He kisses me. Sweetly. I blush and go back to watching the movie. I leave soon after.

The following week, I visit again. Mid morning and he’s still in his pjs. He mentioned laying down and just taking a nap together. Ok, I’m good with that. He leads me to his room, strips down to his boxers. He comes up behind me, his arms around my waist, his hips pressed against me and asks “Are you comfortable taking your clothes off to lay with me?” I giggle and shyly answered no. He said that was perfectly ok and proceeded to lead me to the bed, lay me down and tuck me in. He crawled in next to me and I became the little spoon. I could feel his semi hard cock twitch every so often until he fell asleep.

I lay there for at least an hour. Slightly drifting in and out, but man, I had to pee! I couldn’t take it anymore and finally got up to use the bathroom. I quietly walk back in the room and decide, I’ma do it. So, I start taking my clothes off. He opens his eyes and watches me with a smile. I blush and rush to get under the blankets. As soon as I do, he’s snuggled up on me, his hand rubbing and caressing my exposed skin. Then he sweetly whispers in my ear “Can I eat you?” All I can do is nod. He scoots himself down and starts licking my clit, sliding a finger inside me. My eyes close and I softly moan. He enjoys my pussy for a little before asking if he can use toys. Again, all I can do is nod.

He gets a dildo and a vibrator from a stand by the bed and goes to town. I mean, wow. He has the vibrator on my clit in just the right spot and he’s moving the dildo in and out of me, all the while, every so often he’ll lean down and lick me too. I’m in awe at the point. But then he changes position to where he’s sitting up between my legs, still working the vibrator and dildo but leaning down over me, moving his hips too as he kisses me or nibbles my neck, it felt almost as if he was fucking me. He’s a fucking Wizard! I’ve never been with a man who’s that coordinated.

He works his voodoo magic on me for 20 minutes, I cum twice. My pussy is exhausted, my mouth is dry and my mind is blown. He asks if I need a break. I wanted to say no, it all felt so good, but I was too sensitive now and so thirsty. So I tell him yes. He stops, kisses me, gets me some water and just cuddles with me. After a little bit we get dressed, watch a little tv and then I leave.

I was wet for days after that. So wet, that my jeans got a wet spot while I was shopping the next day. All I could think about was him and how wonderful he made me feel. I couldn’t wait to see him again. I texted him to tell him I couldn’t wait to see him again and he said “Me either!! Maybe next time I’ll slide my cock inside you ;-)” My pussy quivered when I read that. Then he texted “Btw, are you able to still get pregnant? Was curious if I could cum inside you? 😈” That’s it. I’m gone. My soul has left the room.

I see him again this Friday.