first private meeting when you got naked with a PYL/pyl

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First private

When you say the "first private meeting . ." my question is

should it not stay private???
 
Re: First private

fallon2 said:
When you say the "first private meeting . ." my question is

should it not stay private???

Yeah, I was thinking about public meetings cause many like to meet in public and play another day, or later that same day.
 
Our first night was heaven and this was taken only a few hours after I met him at the airport for the first time and was collared in the middle of the international terminal, drove a couple of hours to the coast in torturous anticipation....found bliss.....and then 2 weeks later came the wedding.:heart: Two years on we often remark how overjoyed we are we went against our normal cautious and careful behaviours and followed instead our instincts and hearts.

Catalina :rose:
 
catalina_francisco said:
Our first night was heaven and this was taken only a few hours after I met him at the airport for the first time and was collared in the middle of the international terminal, drove a couple of hours to the coast in torturous anticipation....found bliss.....and then 2 weeks later came the wedding.:heart: Two years on we often remark how overjoyed we are we went against our normal cautious and careful behaviours and followed instead our instincts and hearts.

Catalina :rose:

Is that you in the pic?
 
WriterDom said:
Is that you in the pic?

LOL, yep..was the beginning of a wonderful session that lasted practically all night long :D ...and was just the beginning of so much more.

Catalina :rose:
 
catalina_francisco said:
Our first night was heaven and this was taken only a few hours after I met him at the airport for the first time and was collared in the middle of the international terminal, drove a couple of hours to the coast in torturous anticipation....found bliss.....and then 2 weeks later came the wedding.:heart: Two years on we often remark how overjoyed we are we went against our normal cautious and careful behaviours and followed instead our instincts and hearts.

Catalina :rose:

"Why, catalina, you're positively glowing!"

:D

Very nice.
 
Netzach said:
"Why, catalina, you're positively glowing!"

:D

Very nice.

LOL, ty...yes, it was a good beginning and indication of just how overjoyed he was to warm me with his love.:D

Catalina :rose:
 
Oh, I am sure there are others here now who would be willing to share with WD!! A bump for him and all.:D

Catalina:catroar:
 
Oh, I am sure there are others here now who would be willing to share with WD!! A bump for him and all.:D

Catalina:catroar:

Catalina
YOUR picture was gorgeous... You look beautiful.. My story of when I met my PYL and played has played out in a story I wrote... about how it went.... I changed the names in the story but this is a recollection of our first meeting on October 26, 2007 now almost 7 months ago... I need to add additional chapters to this story but we have been so busy I cant keep up with it.. But am so glad I met him and went with my heart..




First meeting.. The first chapter in her new Life

Madeline was bored out her skull. She was entertaining herself by surfing the Internet. Nothing she’d found so far was that interesting. She was sick of feeling alone, so she started poking around dating sites. However, all the guys on them sounded too soft for her. Or too full of themselves, or the just wanted sex. She was submissive, and had enjoyed the BDSM scene for the last 15 years.
Tired of the normal dating sites, she switched to CollarMe. That was were she ran across Jim’s picture. She was captivated by his smile. Deciding to let him know how she felt, she sent him a message. He responded. She wrote him back describing the drama in her life. He responded saying everyone has drama. That caught her intellect. She asked him to IM her.
She was 100% submissive. She craved belonging to someone. She needed to be owned, wanted. He IM'd her and they spent the first day chatting for hours. The search was over for her. He was the one. They debated meeting that first day, but both agreed they needed more time. They continued to chat the rest of the week. Telling things to one another most people wouldn’t tell their best friend. Let alone some stranger on the Internet who could be just about anyone! They felt a very strong connection, so they made a date for the following Friday night. The night before both were anxious. He had instructed her not to touch herself. She was to wait until he could meet her. He told her she had a decision to make, the choice to decide to let go and let him in. She held all the cards. So Thursday night they chatted once again where he pointed out they had less 24 hours to go. She was so excited. Around noon on Friday he texted her to say, “Less than eight hours before we meet, my pet. Have a good day. I can’t wait to meet you.” He had no idea how wonderful that made her feel inside. She called him when she got on the road. She got to know him a lot better during that car ride. They talked of everything. He was stuck in traffic. She felt bad for him. When she pulled into the parking lot of the building where they were to meet, he was still 30 minutes behind her. She went inside to the bathroom and freshened up a bit. He told her to go have something to drink as he would be there soon. She started feeling very, very anxious and nervous. Time didn’t go very fast. She felt as if it had been hours. She had a glass of white zinfandel to relax a little while she gazed out the window. She saw his car drive in just as he said it was. He walked in the restaurant and walked up to her, hugging her tightly. She asked him, “Did you get the text I sent you?” He told her, “No, I’ll read it right here with you standing next to me.” The text said, “If you still feel attracted to me, give me a kiss on the cheek.” He told her to sit, then sat down next to her. They began to talk. The conversation was flowing when he suddenly reached over and kissed her gently on the lips. He slid his tongue into her mouth, making it dance with hers as if no one else was in the restaurant. She melted with that first kiss. They continued with dinner and conversation, talking about everything.
He said, “I can read people very well. Only one person had ever been able to lie to me without my knowing.” She questioned this. He told her he could see she was a lot more nervous than she’d like to admit to. She was flabbergasted he could read her so well. Then he quietly asked her, “What is your decision?” She had made her decision a long time ago. She had called before he arrived and made a hotel reservation without him knowing. She said to him, “You don’t want me to say out in the open, do you?” He grabbed her by her face and pulled it toward him. Then pushed it toward his ear saying, “Tell me.” She whispered to him, “I want you to take me places I’ve never been, Sir.” He said, “Good. Get your stuff.” He walked out of the restaurant, following her. And, when he got outside, he reached for her and kissed her again passionately. He asked, “What’s around here?” She flippantly told him, “The Holiday Inn. I already made a reservation, my Sir.” He said, “Mighty presumptuous of you, my pet.” Her response was, “You told me it was my decision. And so I made my decision.” He said he’d will follow her there. We drove separate cars there. When he got out of his car he walked with her into the hotel lobby. He grabbed her around the waist, started whispering to her and grinding into her. She was getting turned on and he knew this. They got the keys and walked to the room. When they reached the door she opened it and they walked in. They went over to the window and closed the curtains. When the curtains were closed, he grabbed her and pulled her to him. He kissed her and then told her to her face, “You know what this decision means.” She responded with a simple, “Yes, Sir.” He told her, “I want you to take your clothes off, fold them neatly and set them on the desk, then sit on the bed.” Then he walked into the bathroom. Her body wasn’t perfect in her eyes. After undressing, she grabbed a pillow, sat down and covered herself with it. As he came out of the bathroom she threw the pillow to the top of the bed. She knew that upset him. He asked, “Did I tell you to cover yourself up?” She replied, “No, Sir.” He ordered, “Get on your hands and knees on the Bed.” She complied and he inspected her. He took his time looking at her. He touched her, which made her whimper with need. Then he made her cum. Going to the bathroom, he ran her a bath and instructed her to bathe. He came in with just his jeans on and asked her if it too hot. She shook her head and said, “No.” He knelt down next to the tub and started to slowly washed every inch of her. She was very nervous and talked about inane subjects. He grinned and told her to be quiet and enjoy the bath. This helped her relax. His touch really was heavenly. She had never experienced this type of relationship in all her life. When he was done washing her, he held open a towel and instructed her to get out, dry off, and to go wait on the bed for him. She hurriedly dried off and took her place on the bed. He knelt by the side of the bed and had her slide her ass down to him. He started to slowly lick her pussy causing her to writhe and moan. “You do not need my permission this time. Cum as much as you’d like, my pet.” After what seemed like an hour he got up and kissed her passionately. She could taste her sweetness on his lips. He pulled her off the bed, and they walked into the hallway of the room. He pulled her close, turning her away from him and ran his hands up and down her body. He caressed her nipples, feeling them get harder. He whispered in her ear, “Do you want to be my pet?” She whimpered back, “Only if you want me to be such.” He replied, “I asked, didn’t I?” She turned to face him and they shared another deep passionate kiss. He pushed her back toward the bed and had her lay down on her stomach. He started rubbing her back and whispered in her ear, “I’m going to get into your head. You will hear me when you need me. My last Pet chose to never replace me. Not because I didn’t wanted her to. It was her choice.” He kept rubbing her back, and whispering how much she was going to want him. She was so relaxed. After about 15 minutes of this she told him, “Sir, I am going to cum.” He told her very sweetly, “Cum, my Pet, cum.” She came very hard. He watched her body arch and spasm. He was turned on by watching her cum so hard. While she was cumming, he whispered to her, “Ride it out, pet. Ride the orgasm out. Let go.” She continued to cum. He leaned up after she was done and kissed her on the cheek. “Good, pet. That’s it, Pet. Did that feel good?” he asked. She nodded yes. Inside her mind she wondered, “Is this really happening to me?” They lay in the bed for a while and talked. She politely asked, “May I suck your cock and show you how happy you made me?” He paused a second, then said, “Yes, my pet, you may.” She wrapped her lips around his cock and slowly pushed it into her mouth. Dancing her tongue around the head of his shaft she felt it rise into her mouth. She worked it very softly at first, then sucked vigorously. When it was very thick she stopped sucking. She begged, “Please let me get on top and fuck you, Sir.” He replied, “Yes, pet. You may get on top.” “May I cum again, please?” “We’ll see.” She crawled on top and slowly lowered herself down onto his cock. It felt so good. She started to ride him. He took her hands, entwining their fingers. This gave her leverage to ride him faster. He saw her breasts firming and her nipples becoming very hard. She started to whimper and moan. He knew she was close. “Please, Sir. Please let me cum.” He said, “Hold it, my pet. Hold it.” She feverishly started pushing up and down. He could feel her pussy tightening upon and knew this was going to be big. Her body started to convulse. He knew it was time to let her cum. He told her sweetly, “Cum now, my pet.” She came so hard she couldn’t stay upright. She laid over him and he sweetly asked her, “Was that good, pet?” She begged him for another of those orgasms.
 
I see two very happy, beginnings, as its not an ending to anything but lonliness and stupid boring men.... I am still waiting to find mine...then again I may have found him, but circumstances are making us wait.... *hoping for the best*
 
I'm sticking with first first for clarity's sake.
A fairly tawdry but amusing hotel affair.

Day 1. He licked my shoes. I bossed him around. We screwed. It was enlightening to say the least. He got naked, I was dressed.

Day 2. We went to the Chicago art institute and I talked my way through everything. It was lovely. That night I let him hit me with his belt and boss me around a bit. We screwed. It was nice, but Day 1 was the more lasting impression. He was pretty experienced in this regard though, and I was attentive to the tenor of his mindgames - they were excellent. I learned a lot.

He was an asshole, but that was a nice time I place squarely in my past now.
 
I used to take alot of stupid risks.

In the early days, I was almost frantic in my desire for kinky experiences and progressed to nakedness way too quickly. Some of my stories would set a really bad example in terms of safely meeting a PYL from online. I had alot of fun, but I had some scary negative experiences as well.

One guy started choking me while we were still in the car on our first private meeting. I think it's safe to say that if you're gonna indulge in breathplay, you ought to have an established relationship with safeguards in place. We hadn't even discussed safewords yet when his hands closed around my throat. I certainly hadn't agreed to what he was doing. We never progressed to nudity. I got away as quickly as possible.

You can't always tell from the public meetings. At least I couldn't. One guy, I had talked to for a couple of weeks. We met for dinner. Things went well in public. He talked a real good game. Seemed sincere. I had a safe call lined up. (Actually, a series of them scheduled over time that particular evening). He talked me into going for a ride in his car after dinner "to talk more". He turned out to be a vanilla guy who just wanted a BJ and thought a sub would give it up easily. :rolleyes: But hey, I got home safely.

My first private meeting with Snooze will stay private. It was amazing and set a high standard for others to meet. The same is true of my current partner. They are very different men with different styles, but each left me wanting more in a good way. :devil:
 
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