Chance encounter, part 1

[sa****]

We met in the wild. Such a rare experience, and so hot. He waited months for me to decide it was time.

I reached out to him and arranged a friendly encounter, to discuss why I has been so elusive.

We met up, smoked some, and made some small talk. We took a little time to catch up on each other's highlights since we'd last spoke. The tension in the car was thick already, and it was building steadily.

I had mentioned to him prior to meeting up that I am quite aware that he likes me, but he should be think it through and really be sure before he approaches me again...

He chose this moment to circle back. Excellent.

He told me that he meant no disrespect, and that if I ever wanted to get physical... well, he was more than interested.

I warned him to be careful, and I reminded him again that he didn't know what he was signing himself up for. He became visibly perplexed. He finally asked me, "what does that mean?"

Instead of just coming right out and saying it, I decided to ask him about how he answered that message during the previous conversation. He had said not a lot scared him off. So I asked him to specify what his hard limits are.

He flustered. Reddened.

He asked what that meant. I asked him what specifically would constitute a deal breaker. He said he wasn't sure he had any.

This was going better than I could've hoped for.

I told him that I don't have vanilla sex. He kind of started to get it... he mentioned that he also liked freaky things, and mentioned that he had some restraints and a paddle in the car right now.

I grinned, and the predator within was visible in my eyes as I looked at him. I asked him who those were for, in his opinion?

He said he didn't care. Aww, he was so turned on. It really was endearing. He said if i wanted, we could go grab a room right then. I didn't immediately answer... instead I took a moment to savor the deliciousness of it all. As I told him at that moment, I did not anticipate such instant gratification. I was definitely intrigued, and I wanted to know if he could handle my intentions for him.

I allowed him to reserve the room, and instructed him to go and check us in. I went home to grab a few supplies for our impromptu first session.

Not long after, we went up to the room, and I poured us each a glass of wine. I lit a candle, and spread a velvet dropcloth over the comforter.

I sat down, crossed my legs, and sipped my wine. I noted mentally that he took something off a larger drink...I think somebody had a little case of nerves.

We chit chatted a bit more, and then I asked him to show me his restraints. He laid them on the bed. I giggled lightly, and gave him a patient look. I waited just a couple of seconds, then told him to put them on himself. He hesitated for maybe half a second before he quietly responded, "yes ma'am" and did what he was told. He needed a bit of help once he got to the wrist cuffs, understandably. But we got him all sorted. Wrists and ankles bound, with a spreader bar in between the ankle restraints. I had him lay on his back.

I climbed on top of him. I leaned over, caressing his neck, chest and shoulders, and kissing him slowly. I reached over to the end table and picked up the candle.

I leaned up, grinding myself moderately against him while I slowly started to tip the glass. I asked him if he's ever has hot wax poured on him before. He nervously responded yeah, a little."

I giggled again, and tipped the glass more, bringing the wax right to the edge. I slowly poured it on his chest. First a bit on one side, a pause for effect, and then a bit more on the other side.

I asked him how it felt. He sounded much more confident (and excited) when he answered, "good."

I said, "good.... good? Good who?"

He looked at me, clearly confused.

I reminded him gently to call me ma'am, and poured quite a healthier dose of hot wax down his stomach, some of it pooling in his belly button crevice.

He quivered as he apologized and corrected himself. 'Yes ma'am. Thank you ma'am"

"That's better", I told him. I started to pour the wax on his inner thighs, and I paused again. I caressed and then took hold of his cock and balls, and I asked him, "what about here?" He immediately tensed up, and said an even more enthusiastic, "yes ma'am!"

I poured slowly, first dripping hot wax liberally on his balls. Once I'd let him savor that, I took hold of his cock more firmly and dripped the wax all over the head. He moaned and shook, clearly delighted.

I instructed him to flip over, and get on his knees. He quickly complied, and I ran my sharp fingernails slowly up and then down his back, then down his asscheeks. Of course I paused here to admire. I spread them out, and gave them an audible slap before picking the wax cup back up.

I poured the wax all along his upper back in a thick stripe. He grunted, but not very loudly. Not enough for my tastes. I moved lower, then suddenly switched to the back of his thighs.

I picked up the paddle that he brought. A lovely solid wood sort, varnished and about 1/2 inch or so thick. I gave him a moderate couple swats with it and watched the wax pop off where the paddle struck. This I found quite pleasing, indeed.

[Ju****]

Are fantasy story like experiences god i dream of this

[sa****]

Ayk? Did this last night

[Ju****]

Just now, san-diego20461 said:

Ayk? Did this last night

Don't tease me hehe

[sa****]

That was the bestest best part... been friends with him for a while, but i had no idea he was kinky.

[Ju****]

8 minutes ago, san-diego20461 said:

That was the bestest best part... been friends with him for a while, but i had no idea he was kinky.

Wow you just never know aye that gives me some confidence thanks

[sa****]

Absolutely! Delighted to share! It was a very moving experience!