Nick: The Gothic Redhead
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Context
- How we met: BDSM & gothic parties
- Her role: girlfriend, switch
- Dynamic: inversion, cuckold, BBC
- First encounter: 2009
- Time together: about 8 months
- How it ended: we looked together
- Vibe: gothic redhead, guitar body
Nick was a gothic redhead I dated, I think I dated, for about 8 months. I met her on the way to a BDSM party, and she was impossible not to notice: an hourglass figure, an incredible ass, and she knew she was extremely hot, that almost everyone would want to eat her. With corsets she got even better, pushing her soft curves to where they’d be valued.
First Times#
She was the first woman who talked openly about cuckoldry, big dicks and BBC with me. We swapped inversion porn and even made a profile on UOL Friends, something like that, trying to find someone. We went to BDSM and gothic parties together.
One adventure I keep fondly was receiving my first golden shower, straight into my mouth, after earlier that same day having sucked her dirty feet, which had walked from the motel parking lot to the room. I tried other things for the first time with her and realized I liked the aesthetic more than the sensation, like the whip, the bullwhip for instance.
The Humiliations#
Nick humiliated me in ways I still remember with arousal to this day. Once she sent me a porn video of 4 girlfriends eating a guy, and it gave me the impression she’d like to do something like that. The hard part would be getting her girlfriends on board, haha.
She also said she had shown photos of me in panties to her girlfriends, and said she liked big dicks and black men. Yes, back then that excited me, the idea of being feminized. She had a girlfriend and, over the course of our relationship, decided to have another boyfriend at the same time she was dating me, without asking anything.
With her I also realized my head was so wrecked by pornography that I couldn’t get hard without being dominated, and even then, depending on the style, it still didn’t work.
Final Words#
To this day I don’t know what was true and what she said just to egg me on.