About me

This was written about 2.5 years ago, but it still describes me well…

Looking back, I’m shocked at how sexually naive I was about myself for so long.  I’ve always had a high sex drive.   And a vivid imagination.  But I married the wrong person for the wrong reasons.  Not his fault, really.  It was one of those, well, we’ve been together for so long, getting married is the next step, right?  But he was very conservative, very vanilla, sexually speaking, with a sex drive that was much lower than mine.  Eventually, I turned to my own imagination for sexual relief, and my fingers became my primary sexual outlet, along with fantasies of rough sex.  But those were just fantasies, right?  

As my marriage finally crumbled, I turned to the internet and found some chat buddies.  I learned so much about men, and about myself, from those guys, all of which but one are now gone from my life.   Mikey, ah, Mikey.  You were the guy who “turned me”, so to speak.  Telling me that story about the girl you were fucking.  Ending up with, “and then I turned her over, gave her a good flogging on her ass, and fucked her doggie style”.  Wait, what?  go back again, flogging?  Ohhh, tell me more please!!!  Tell me more while I masturbate to the hottest thing I’ve ever heard of!  Why had the idea of being tied up and spanked NEVER occurred to me?  I’m not a teenager.  I’m in my forties, for heavens sake.   And I’d never thought of – never ALLOWED myself to think of being tied up and flogged.

And now, I couldn’t get it out of my head!  I met more chat buddies, finally took the plunge and met one for real.  Became friends, flirt-buddies with him, although we did not fuck at first.    He was intrigued by me.  He wondered what my reaction to BDSM would be when I finally did it in real life.  And he was tempted to take on the challenge, the pleasure of introducing me to BDSM for real.  It took him two months to make the decision.  Another month to convince me.

And it was like a blind woman seeing the light for the first time.  I had no idea sex could be so good, so much fun.  There was nothing I didn’t like, nothing I didn’t want to try again.  There was no turning back after that.   I couldn’t go back to vanilla, having known the pleasure of submitting to a good dom.

That first experience was exactly one year and one month ago. (Really?  Is that all?  Seems like a lifetime ago!)  My life has changed a lot.  I’m happily divorced.  I’m not with Mr. First Dom anymore, although we are still friends and I still have great affection and respect for him.  I’ve sampled a few doms and experienced a few dom-wanna be’s.  

And then I met Sir.  Sir and I, we’re well matched.  He pushes my limits – he’s gotten me to try so many things that I didn’t think I liked – titty torture, fisting, a whole spectrum of pain and pleasure.  He’s given me the best sexual experiences I’ve ever had in my life. And we’ve only just begun to explore.  Neither one of us knows how deep these kinks go.  But I guess we’re gonna find out.