You probably wouldn't think it if you saw me out in public, but I love dominant women. Like when you're talking to a woman and you can just tell that if you gave her half the chance you'd be breathing pussy for the next hour.

Now, when I say "motherly" I don't necessarily mean gentle. Mommydommes are wonderful and all, but they're not the only motherly dommes I love. Authoritative, teasing university professors, quietly letting me know that I'm definitely not the best hung in her class.

But don't worry young women, you too can be motherly. Bratty, petite teens or the pale goth with a "fuck you" attitude everywhere but the bedroom.

The essence of it is, dominant women are wonderful. Sexy, confident, intimidating and the best part is that they come in as many flavours as we want. And I want your particular flavour tonight. For chat, role playing or both, I want you to take charge and make me feel small.

To round this one off I'll put a potential idea for what we could do at the bottom, but I'm very open for you to bring your own.

My hard work is interrupted with a tug in my hair, pulling my face off of you and turning it upwards. "Not too bad." I hear you say, your eyes studying my soaked face. "Definitely not impressive either. You know the rules, 5 minutes for an orgasm if you want the chance to impress me with what's between your legs."

I nod affirmatively, a flush coming to my cheeks as I pant. "One of the other guys from class managed it earlier. He definitely impressed when he pulled his pants down too." My brows furrow, instinctively pulling my face away from your pussy. "Don't worry I made him pull out." You mutter with a grin, tugging me back onto your pussy.

"Who knows how much precum he leaked in there, though?"