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My boyfriend has recently expressed to me that he would like to try being the submissive one for a night and I don’t have a clue what to do. Ideas please?

Make him make you a meal, clean your room, and massage you. Then spank him while he’s eating you out. Then tie him up and don’t let him cum while he watches you cum a few times while drooling at bigger, thicker older men’s cocks like mine. Then suck him a little but don’t let him cum and then send him to bed.

You’re welcome.

Options

I can hear him furiously texting, and he keeps stepping to the other room to make calls. I can tell from the bits of conversation I overhear and the snippets of texts I see that he’s trying to make plans. For right now.

Here I lay, naked in bed, and he’s trying to make plans. He’s never unsuccessful, but it is late in the evening during the week - so no one is free.

I don’t want to tell him that through snooping I know what he’s doing, but it is completely humiliating me. I am naked, right here, always willing. I see on his phone messages that he’s even asked Amy and she’s his least favorite, he’s never trying to fuck her.

“Baby. Would you like me to suck your dick?” I ask, hopefully. I’m never allowed to initiate, but I want to remind him that I’m here, I’m an option.

He sighs, annoyed. “I guess….” He’s still fidgeting on his phone. He makes no move to adjust blankets for me to have access to him, so I get to my knees on the side of the bed and slide my head under the blanket.

I give him a stellar blow job. My hands and mouth are moving and touching perfectly. He’s on his phone the whole time, texting. He finally lifts me up by my hair and pushes me onto the bed, face down.

“Sue, you’re soaking wet, running down your legs wet.” He doesn’t sound annoyed anymore, mostly amused.

“For some reason, knowing I’m the last person you want to fuck right now, but you’re doing it… I don’t know…”

He laughs softly. “Yeah?” He asks, then puts his dick inside me without touching or licking me first. “I did not want to fuck you. At all. But I wanted to come just slightly more than I didn’t want to fuck you.”

Between his touch and voice and cruelty, I have an orgasm less than 30 seconds into us fucking.

He grabs the back of my hair with his right hand and grips my hip with his left. “If someone else called right now, I would immediately pull out of you and fuck them instead.”

I come again. I’m beyond embarrassed. “Why? Why?” I ask repeatedly.

“Because I can. Because knowing I can fuck you anytime, anyway I want gets boring Sue. Because I can treat you however I want and you accept it, which is usually nice but isn’t always a turn on. I’m just not turned on by you lately.”

I can not stop orgasming as he simultaneously fucks me and talks down to me.

He lays me flat on my tummy, his chest touching my back. “You own me Jay, you own me…” I mumble. I’m laying in a puddle under me, a mess unlike anything I’ve made in a while.

“You are the LAST person I want to be fucking right now.” He says into my ear.

He then rolls me to my back, and shoves his dick into my open mouth. He circles my clit while he fucks my mouth. “The LAST.” He says again. And for the first time ever, we orgasm at the exact same second.

BOI-OI-OING!!!

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«What I demand. Necessarly needed: A large, big cock (everything beneath 7 inches is nothing for me, I do also like thick dicks) and if possible big balls – one of my fetishes, a huge turn on.

Age: between 18-42, I enjoy young, active and sportive men.»

– Actually this announce turns me on so bad, also because I wouldn't be able to fulfill her needs. Never even if I train hard because I'm just too small sized. That's so hot to read for me but maybe abit sad or frustrating too. I'd so love to obey her with no chance of sex at all, specially because she lives in my city.

You should pay me just for looking at me

I know how Ikarus felt

I always thought people talking about their love of their life like to use cheeky metaphors. But now, with her, I felt for the first like I knew her already such a long time. I met her first only at night and I really enjoyed her presence so much. It was so fascinating, I wasn't sure if she really does exist. Then we met at daylight too and it was so real. I felt like way too near to the sun. It was so perfect, nice and warm — impossible to keep that up for a lifetime, I felt the wax melting as she didn't feel the same for me or at least not as intense as I did. Well, I hoped to keep it going as long as possible but she didn't wanted to let me get used to having her, I lost the feathers of my wings. They felt down as did I. But the sea is now carrying me. The impact was heavy but now I'm floating on the surface, admiring the sun from the distance, knowing she won't come down to me. I won't be that close as I was to her anymore. Just for a short time in my life. Actually I feel like I would be okay if it would end now. I experienced the most beautiful moments. But I do also look forward because I learned that I've been in a happy relationship lasting three years but still I just met a girl I suddenly feel such strong feelings I never felt before for a more or less stranger girl, I'll never understand why or even how it works. Love is such a fascinating thing. But I actually can't imagine her being struggling too. I hope she finds her way — and I hope I find my path too.