At the request of my bitch, I’m going to start recounting some of our sessions together. She’s a dirty little slut and said she’d get off from reading what was done to her.

A little background: I’m mid 30s, about 5’5, long dark hair with highlights, Asian, large breasts, kind of a fit mom bod. I’d never dominated anyone before and am relatively new to being with women. At the time, I knew I liked biting, slapping everything, leaving marks, and eventually would want to fuck her with a strap on. The bitch and I had talked for a few weeks before meeting up. She had never been fucked by another human, but didn’t have a hymen anymore since she fucked her own holes with dildos.

She’s early 20s, 5’8, curvy, cute nipples that always point to the floor, big meaty tits just made to be used. Mixed race, olive skin. Honestly I was surprised at how pretty her face was in person. Big, greenish eyes, full lips, curly hair, something about that face, I just knew it would look so cute under me, covered in my sweat and juices.

We met at a bar, and she was late. 45 minutes late due to traffic. It gave me time to finish almost a full drink before she even walked in. We hung out for a drink, then went to take a walk. I wanted to make sure we were both comfortable before going back to my place.

We both drove back to my house, and I gave instructions to strip and put her hands against the wall. I needed to pee. I was pleased when I came out of the bathroom and there she was, looking pathetic but also sexy and awkward, fully naked with her hands against the wall.

I inspected her, I wanted to see my meatsack. I squeezed and pulled on her tits, licking them, biting the nipple until she groaned, sucking in air between her lips. Slapping her tits was the highlight of this meet up for me. They bounced right back, and started to bruise just a little. I bit and sucked on various parts of her tits. They were soft but very dense. I was still testing her out, making sure she was okay. We hadn’t specified a safe word since we’d said we would communicate to start and build trust. Which means I would check in frequently to make sure she wanted to continue. There’s a part of me that’s amazed someone would let me do that to them, and like it. The wanting me to do all of this to her made it sexy as hell for me.

We were both on our periods, but she had a diva cup at least so her clit was available. Couldn’t resist getting a taste. She’d been a good girl and shaven her gash of a pussy prior to our meet up. It was smooth and tasty, and I spent some time licking and rubbing her. She smelled…alluring. Call it chemistry I guess. She was silent though, which I didn’t like. I want to hear my bitches moan, I want to know what feels good and what hurts from their sounds.

I sent her home after I was done inspecting her holes and the interesting meaty bits. We made out a bit, but she needed to learn to kiss better. I made a mental note to teach her. But for a first meetup, where both people were new, it was pretty great. She let me take a picture of her bruised tits. Right before she left, she shyly asked for my phone number, which I gave.

Little did I know the amount of fun we’d have. More to come if y’all want ☺️