Online Dating Phone Sex - Mistaken Identity Turns Kinky 

Online dating phone sex can be pretty tricky sometimes. You never know what will happen because there are so many factors.

There’s a first-time sex story for everything and this one is pretty hot. I was on this fetish dating site because I wanted to do something kinky. There was this Dom I started talking to that I was having cyber phone sex with and we had so many kinks in common. We would talk for hours. I had one hand on my keyboard so that the other hand could rest between my legs.

I knew we needed to meet in person so that we could do it all for real. So, we arranged a meeting at a local coffee shop. When I read his message my pussy got wet because of how excited I was to finally meet him in person. I couldn’t wait to see what he really looked like.

You were excited to meet this girl you found on Match.

The two of you had been talking for a while before you decided to meet up in person. Things were going very well and you thought you might have a real chance with her. So, when she said yes to meeting you at a local coffee shop, you wanted to look your best. How could you even hope to start a relationship with a girl if you looked like shit?

When you got there it wasn’t too crowded. It was easy to spot the lone girl sitting close to the door. She was incredibly beautiful and your heart skipped a beat when she looked over at you.

You walked over to her and she smiled sweetly at you. “Are you meeting someone here?”

The girl nodded and you couldn’t believe your luck. Sweet and beautiful? The two of you talked over coffee a little bit about mundane things because you wanted to keep the conversation light. Although you did want to enjoy your time with her, you also wanted to see what she was like in the bedroom. You couldn’t help yourself because she was just so incredibly attractive. Afterward, you took her for a stroll on the pier.

I couldn’t believe how nice he was.

I leaned against him while we were on the pier and said, “I have everything set up the way you wanted. I can’t wait to see what kinky things you have planned for me.” He turned to me with this dumbfounded look on his face. I blinked, trying to read him. “Kinky things?” He demanded. My mouth fell open in confused surprise because it seemed my comment threw him off, guard. I nodded hesitantly. “Yeah, I have all the toys laid out exactly how you told me.” “I never-,” he  started, yet he couldn’t seem to finish his sentence. The only thing I could do was stare in shock and wonder. “You wanted a submissive relationship, right?”

“A what?”

He looked completely stunned at all the dirty things I told him I was into. I think he was trying to process everything I was saying. Rope, whips, spankings, and all the other kinky BDSM talk seemed to go over his head for a minute. Could I get this guy to have a sub/Dom relationship with me? However, after a while, his eyes grew wide and he had that look. That look guys get when they’re thinking dirty thoughts. Every guy has that look in some variation or another and I’ve learned how to pick up on it.

The game was on.

It didn’t take long to walk back to my place. Once we got there he saw all my toys lined up neatly. I had a few different lengths of rope, a paddle or two, some floggers, a gag, and a few other fun things for us to play with. Not to mention handcuffs, blindfolds, nipple clamps, some candles (not just for setting the mood), and a spreader bar.

He picked up one of the lengths of rope and tied my hands behind my back. Slowly, he slid his hand between my legs. “You like that?” He whispered in my ear. I could only nod because the words wouldn’t come out. The feel of his breath so close to my ear made me shudder in the best way. Maybe this relationship would work out after all.

We hadn’t even done anything yet and my pussy was already wet. I was already getting hot because of the way he was touching me. He tilted my head toward his and kissed me deeply. His mouth was so hot and his tongue explored every inch of my mouth. This was hotter than anything I'd done with my Internet Dom.

If you want to know how this ends you are going to have to call me. 

Sophie