My name is Rob. I’m thirty-nine and felt that the time was right to share some of my sexual experiences with you – some of which go back several years to when I was married. My wife (now ex-wife) and I got together when we were quite young and were married fairly quickly, something which seemed right at the time but later became apparent was a mistake, as we never spent enough time really exploring the wider possibilities out there first. My sex drive was (and still is) way higher than hers had ever been, and my unfulfilled needs eventually drove me to seek fun elsewhere.

I first discovered my dominant side when I was quite young, late teens, in fact. I liked being in control of sexual situations and enjoyed this with some of my old girlfriends. I tried to introduce it with my wife when we first got together, but it soon became clear that it was not for her, so I basically abandoned that train and changed my ways to suit her. But I regretted that big time in the years that followed and found myself getting increasingly more frustrated as I longed for that way of life again.

I fought back against my urges for a long time and was loyal and faithful to my wife for the best part of a decade, but there was an animal inside me that was constantly itching to get out, and I eventually ended up sleeping with a girl I worked with at the time. It was only ever a one-off, but that single incident was enough to whet my appetite and quench my thirst for more, and it heavily reignited my confidence and lustful needs. Shortly after that, I began an affair with one of my wife’s friends, and I never looked back. She became my first true Submissive, unleashing a side to herself that she never realised she had, but after a while, guilt got the better of her and she called it off, aware of the devastating damage that would be caused if we were ever exposed.

From that point on, I decided to keep all extra-marital affairs and exploits well and truly separate from my marriage, not wanting to risk anything that was too close to home. A few months later, I was out one evening with some of my mates at a pub not too far from where I live, and there was a local band playing a gig. The lead vocalist was a female singer called Susie, and my attention was immediately caught by her. She was a very attractive brunette (who I later found out was thirty-one and single), with a great figure and the most fantastic legs, perfectly displayed by her short denim skirt.

I wanted her as soon as I saw her. I couldn’t take my eyes off her the whole night, and I just kept imagining running my hands up her lovely legs and under her skirt. She noticed me watching her intently as she made direct eye contact with me several times while she was singing. I wondered if by any chance she might be having any of the same kind of dirty thoughts about me that I was having about her, and I couldn’t just let the opportunity pass by without trying it on with her.

After the gig finished, my mates decided to move on to another bar, but I said I’d had enough and pretended to call a cab for myself to take me home. Fortunately, they left pretty quickly, and I approached Susie as she was packing up her stuff with the rest of her bandmates. I went through the usual ‘Well done/ that was great/ I love your voice’ kind of patter, then offered to buy her a drink. I knew this was a bit of a long shot, but to my surprise, she accepted, and I got some in for us, taking a small table in the corner.

It wasn’t far off closing time, but we managed to chat for a little while, as her bandmates departed one by one. Susie was driving herself, and actually offered to give me a lift home when I said about getting a cab (genuinely this time). As it turned out, she would have been passing fairly close to where I live on her way home anyway. To this day, I still think that was incredibly brave of her to even ask me, but I was very glad she did.

It became quite clear that she was taken with me, and in no time at all, we were flirting quite heavily with each other. She seemed a natural tease and made no attempt to deter my compliments whatsoever as I commented on how good she looked in her short skirt and heels. I remember her laughing about the fact that I didn’t ‘beat about the bush’, to which I resisted the urge to make some terrible suggestive joke about her bush, and instead just agreed how I didn’t, especially when I had a hot lady like her in front of me.

She looked me up and down when I said that, almost as if she was sizing me up for something, then suggested we make a move as the pub was about to shut for the night. I gave her a hand with her microphone stand and her cases to her car, which was parked a little further down the road from the pub.

“I could look at your legs all night,” I said as she led me over to it and opened the boot. She laughed and said I could always go and watch her perform another gig sometime, promising to wear a short skirt for me again. I was so tempted to smack her sexy ass at that point, but thought it best not to. We’d only just met, and I wasn’t sure how she’d respond, even though she seemed quite open and easy. But I pushed the conversation a bit further.

“Do you have a good selection of short skirts?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’ve got a few,” she replied, “and I might let you see some more if you stick around.”

“I’d like to see a lot more,” I said, really trying my luck now.

But my forwardness luckily didn’t seem to faze her, and it soon became apparent that I was dealing with a very open book here.

“Are you always this cock-sure?” she asked, to which I responded that I was always sure of my cock. I thought that might have been a step too far, but it only appeared to tempt her even more. She asked if I was in a hurry to get home, and I said that I wasn’t, so she suggested we could maybe get to know each other a bit better if she drove us somewhere quieter. I couldn’t believe how well this was going, but jumped at the chance, allowing her to lead on.

As we got moving, we chatted more, talking about various things along the way. I was quite interested in her singing, and she explained how her band formed about six years earlier, and they were starting to do quite well with bookings in and around the area. I kept looking her all over the whole time, and being completely honest, I was starting to get quite aroused, thinking about having my way with her. She was a very attractive girl, and I’d had very little action for ages. But the signals I was getting from her were all very positive, sensing a common desire which I was certain was not just in my head.

After a short while, she pulled into a little car park by a recreation ground, some short distance from the nearest houses, switched off the engine, and got out of the car. I quickly followed, moving round to meet her on the driver’s side.

“What’s your game, you naughty girl?” I teased.

“Whatever you fancy playing with me,” she responded. And in a flash, quite unanimously, we flung ourselves at each other, locking lips hungrily, our mouths instantly opening to allow our tongues to dance with one another. She clearly fancied me every bit as much as I did her, and our hands started exploring freely. But before we could get very far, she hastily opened the rear door of the car and pulled me inside with her onto the back seat.

“You’re so fucking hot,” I said, my hand running up her gorgeous leg and gripping her waist tightly as she reached around my neck to kiss me deeper.

“I’m feeling so fucking horny right now,” she gasped, our hands wandering all over each other. Not wasting a second, I slipped mine up her thigh and under her skirt to make contact with her warm crotch, rubbing firmly against her panties. She gasped as I made contact with her most intimate area, and I went on, pressing into her and moving my fingers up and down, slipping them around the fabric to make direct contact with her juicy labia.

“Mmmmm, your pussy feels wet,” I said, pushing two fingers inside her.

“What do you expect?” she said, brushing her hand over my crotch. My cock had been throbbing ever since she stepped out of the car, leading me on to the next level, and I was desperate to let it out for her. But I wanted to get her even hungrier yet, gyrating against her hand as I plunged my fingers deeper inside her, making her groan louder. I quickly pulled off her knickers and pushed her little skirt up around her waist, exposing her smooth, wet pussy to me. She was hairless, which I really liked, and the exposure clearly turned her on even more, as she was soaking my fingers much more rapidly now.

She was struggling with my belt, itching to get into my trousers, and I couldn’t be bothered with trying to tease her anymore, so I unzipped myself and pulled everything down, allowing my hard cock to spring free. She took hold of it immediately, wanking me gently at first, all the while we rough kissed, our open mouths all over each other. I hadn’t known hot passion like this for so long, and my dick was on fire, long and hard in her hand as her action became faster. I managed to unfasten her skirt and yanked it off so that we were both now basically naked from the waist down, masturbating one another furiously.

Her whole body was writhing and twisting, losing control of her senses, gyrating against my hand to take my fingers deeper inside her. It felt incredible, but I was aching to fuck her, as she spread her legs wide open, three of my fingers now embedded deep within her wanton pussy, making her pant and moan with desire. I was throbbing hard, itching to take her completely, desperately needing to fulfil my craving, so I reached around her ass and pulled her over onto my lap, straddling me as I fed my cock into her cunt. She let out the biggest gasp as she was impaled on me, the full length of my shaft filling her up.

“Oh, fuck!” she cried as I began to thrust up into her, forcing her into a matching rhythm with me. Soon she was riding me hard, my dick pushing deep into her each time she moved downwards on me. I wanted to see and feel all of her, so I tugged at her top, which she happily removed completely, followed by her bra, as she helped me take off my t-shirt. We were now both naked on the backseat of her car, fucking like mad, and it felt amazing – something which she clearly agreed on.

“God, your dick feels so fucking good,” she moaned, sliding her cunt down onto me. But I really wanted to ram her in my own way, so I rolled her over onto her back and pushed her legs wide apart before slamming my cock back into her, thrusting harder and faster than ever.

“You’ve got such a fucking hot body,” I said, as my hands ran all over her. I was absolutely loving the experience of using her and wanted it to be the first of many times with this sexy woman. I would occasionally withdraw my cock and tease my helmet over her clit before shoving my full length back into her. This action turned her on greatly, and I was soon working her towards an orgasm, so I repeated the action until she tipped over the edge, sinking myself deep inside her just as she climaxed, panting and gasping loudly.

“Fuck, you’re good,” she groaned, running her hands down my back and squeezing my ass. I liked that; it assured me of her lust for me. We kissed hungrily, tongues dancing aggressively with each other as I continued to fuck her. She came again, bigger than the first time, thrusting her tits up into my face so I could lick and suck her hard nipples. We’d been at it for a while, though, and I needed to cum myself. I could have so easily cum inside her, but it was only our first time, even though I was very surprised she hadn’t insisted on me using any form of protection. I guessed she probably had the basics covered herself, but I wanted to mark her on the outside on this occasion.

“I’m going to cum all over you,” I said, fucking her hard until the very last second, before I suddenly pulled out and grabbed hold of my cock, wanking it furiously as I climaxed, splattering a huge load of hot, thick cum over her stomach and tits. I think she was quite shocked by the amount I produced, but I’m very proud of my large cum loads!

She managed to clean herself up, and we got dressed again so she could drop me home. We exchanged numbers, and our relationship properly got going.

And if there is enough interest in this initial story, I’ll talk more about her submissive side next time….