I'm honestly not sure where to begin.. So I supposed I'll just start at the beginning, they say that's a good place to start right?
My name's Cat... I go by Dame now. I'm an almost twenty seven year old confident, sexy, curvy cuckoldress/Domme with a nearly insatiable appetite for sex. Now... but in the beginning I was a shy eighteen year old with not even a kiss under her belt.
I had the unfortunate circumstance to find myself involved with a poor excuse for a permister as a "boyfriend" (I use the term lightly with that one... simply because he wasn't one at all... at least not a good one). We'll call him Dick. Dick was a short man with a small penis and a monstrous chip on his shoulder. As a virgin in everything sex or intimacy related, I was malleable and ready to be formed by him. Little did I know what a poor specimen he was at the time... I just went with it. I made him wait two months to actually fuck my pussy... my tight virgin pussy that not even a toy had penetrated. All my girlfriends were fucking well through high school and so I heard a lot about sex... even witnessed it at parties... but had never experienced anything like it myself.. So here was my chance...
It was his birthday and I wanted to really give him something worth remembering... we were watching a movie downstairs and I slipped between his legs and gave him a good hand / blow job… hand jobs were my favorite because I wasn’t quite used to the smell and taste of a cock yet. One thing I had learned from previous blow jobs was that as soon as he came, he was done... so I didn’t take him all the way to orgasm just to a really pleasantly hard. Then I stopped and looked up with my long blonde wavy locks falling around my shoulders, staring innocently at him... as innocently as one can look with spit and precum all over their lips and the cock that’s in their hand... and I said quietly “Let’s go upstairs”. He didn’t hesitate one second, simply stated “really? Okay, let’s go”. On the way up the stairs he gave my ass a little smack with a very audible “mmm” from him. This is when I really began to get excited. He had fingered my pussy some before... and played with my tits a little... but never really did anything else to give me pleasure. My pussy began to drip with anticipation. I was finally going to experience what all the girls raved about and the guys panted like dogs in heat over. This was it… My slutty roommate was out with another guy for the night so we had the room to ourselves. I remember vividly how the moonlight looked on my skin as it shown through the balcony doors. My creamy pale skin looked so fresh and young in that bluish white moonlight. Shadows falling around my curves like a fine sports car hugging a tight curve in a road. I had hoped he was enjoying my body...since I had never been naked in front of a man before. I wasn’t your typical hot teenager, desired by all the boys... so naturally had developed a lovely sense of self consciousness when it came to my body... my extra hips, bit of a tummy.. Slightly offset breasts... most of all, anything below the waist. Yet here I was... exposing myself to the short man, ten years older than myself, with his receding hair line and short stubby legs. Worried about how he saw me... I lowered myself on my back to the twin sized bed in my college dorm room. Grasped the blue and white cloud print comforter under my trembling hands... breathing heavier, growing more anxious as he prepared himself in the bathroom then returned to the bedside. Without word he hopped up on the bed and my shaky legs were around him. He gruffly pawed at my natural bushy pussy lips, the soft curly blonde hair parting as leveler would penetrate a forest. Within a moment his cock was thrust inside me. The first push missed and hit my pubic bone sending a bit of a grimace across my face. The next reached the hole. He made noises I had never heard before. I felt strange and uncomfortable... I was expecting more... My friends had all made sex sound so gratifying... meanwhile I hardly felt anything at all... what I did feel was confused... I stared out the balcony window at the bright glowing moon and asked it silently “is this really it? This is what I have been waiting all these years for?” It lasted less than ten minutes. He pumped, what seemed like a dozen times at the most... gave one more thrust with a loud grunt like that of a farm natural… and that was it... He collapsed his body on top of mine for two point five seconds and then said, “Well... I’ll be right back”. Twenty minutes later I was still laying there... wondering... What the fuck just happened? THAT was SEX?!?! My shower head felt better……. At that point I had decided that the world was insane and that sex was merely a chore for procreation… The next day I took him to a local theme park for the day, as another birthday gift. He spent the day flirting with any woman that got within five feet of him, did not touch me once... and laughed when I experienced some discomfort on a ride (He was a real winner). His big stupid grin was at the thought of his prowess causing me this discomfort... little did he know that I hadn’t even red... Health class had taught me about breaking the hymen and girlfriends bragged about getting their “cherry popped”... this tool hadn’t even managed to do that... only further proving my point that sex was a ruse. The next day I threw myself into a bit of an holy water induced stupor, which was also a very new thing to me. I had no idea at the time, that what I was feeling was being horny.. My lips were tingling and my hands were wandering up and down my body.. All I wanted to do was touch this stupid idiot and play with his meager cock again. What had gotten into me?! But I didn’t care.. I sucked his cock.. What I now know was simply pathetic… He came in my mouth... previously I had run to the bathroom and spit his foul cum out of my mouth, but that night.. I swallowed that cuckolds brownie like a champ... who knew that would be easier than spitting it out?! This was a small victory in my books... next step was to master this sex thing. I led him upstairs... this time, being takes... I was essentially just dragging him up... not exactly intending to be erotic or sexy... just knew what I wanted... Feeling passionate I threw him back on the bed. His response was nothing that I expected. He made this awful sour face and said “I’m tired... I’m going to relax.” ……. In my head I was screaming “WHAT?!?! What the fuck is wrong with you?! I’m throwing my uninhibited self at you and you are fucking TIRED?! This can’t be happening” and yet it was... I spent much of the night on the balcony, dangling my legs over the side... talking to the moon... watching my hair swish about when a flipped my head in such a way... the holy water took over and made my stomach nauseous so I retreated to the bathroom, falling arelax on the floor. All the while the useless excuse of a man lay, taking up the entirety of the small bed that occupied my living space. The floor was more welcoming anyhow, so I stayed there. The next groggy morning, my head pounding... I once again asked myself, “did that just happen”... and that it did... I began to question why I was letting the useless slag continue to relax in my bed and eat my food and watch my TV and infect my computer with endless amounts of internet porn (only to have to explain later to my parents when it needed replacing!) So I decided I was done with that. When he left this time, I made sure to not make any definite plans with him for the future. I had never done anything like this before so I didn’t know what to say or do to end it... I had nothing to worry about however, because he was very seamistered in this area. He had no trouble finding an illegally young girl to bed with, as his best friend called and informed me of. While I felt bad for the young girl getting caught up in his lies, I was relieved to have the deed done for me. I was glad to be rid of him. In the days following... it wasn’t as easy as I had thought. He contacted, I ignored... he contacted... I ignored... Ignoring was the easy part... easy because I had begun another semester of summer school and had my studies to focus on. My studies took me to a chat room to do some research… I had no way of knowing at the time, that this chat room would lead to the single most greatest discovery of my life... my sweet and devoted cuck princess. Though he didn’t start that way either... He simply started with, “I like your screen name... Dame is a good word... people should use it more often.” Eight years later, who would have guessed just how good a word Dame would be…
