Curls

Leo

2 meetups, 1 month

Physical torture, fiery flirtation, dirty talk, banter, bare foot stepping, teasing with pussy

Curls found me as a curious kinkster looking for new experiences. His friend was out of town and he was plant sitting, so we got to use the living room. Curls was a very toned, normal, 30 year old guy with a mustache and a halo of curls surrounding his golden retriever face.

He mostly thought I was hot and wanted to let me do whatever I wanted to him, nothing too sadistic as he had a proper domme, as long as it was “sexual” it was fine, LOL

I told him to take off everything but his boxers and lay down on his back on the carpet in the middle of the living room. This tiny west village apt with a floor to ceiling window and closed curtains facing the street, really completed his whole 70s vers porn star persona.

I slowly started stepping on him, first one foot on his torso... then his upper thighs. I sat down on top of him, hearing him groan underneath me. Giggling, I leaned back and put my fishnet stocking covered feet over his face.

From here I sat for a moment, paying attention to his breath. Contemplating the damage I would be doing, that would no doubt heal almost immediately.

I took a break, as all this thinking made me tired. Sat on the chair to admire my handsome specimen.

After a few minutes I ordered him to sit on his knees in front of me, at eye level.

Gazing into his sweet smiling face, I then lovingly pinched, and slapped his chest. He said he didn’t care if I tortured his nipples so I did, using my nails and fingers, laughing and getting wet as he stoically took everything I threw at him… From there he got some well deserved spanking, and attention to his parts. He loved being teased until he begged for release, maybe if you’re good like him I’ll let you cum too.

His soft hair felt so nice as I caressed his god like body post play. It is these moments when I feel gifted in the ways of intimacy, crafting someones experience of highs and lows, into a memorable gift.