My Dating Persona

I am Genghis KhuntRandom Brutal Sex Master (RBSM)

 So you are Genghis Khunt: master of man, bringer of pain—riding your way to conquest after conquest.

Your sexual avarice is legendary. You’ve already had an unusually high amount of experience, and, still you look for more. You intimidate many. You make no apologies.

Personality-wise, you’re carefree and relatively easy-going. You don’t plan things out ahead of time; you tend to live in the moment. Of course, this can cause some damage when the moment happens to include a screaming orgasm with his younger brother. Hence the ‘brutal’ tag we’ve given you.

But you know what, take five seconds to lock the doors, and you’ll be fine. There’s nothing wrong with a little sex, or a whole lot.

I just thought this was the funnyest thing when I first took it, and oh so spot on!

First Play

He picked me up at my place with a plan already brewing.
An amazing cup of coffee and whisked off to Indian Rock. We quickly and easily found an alcove to ourselves and started negotiation.  We both like spankings and I got to really warn him on how tight I am. He proceeded with bending me over and testing how much pain I really could take. He was happily surprised, especially after I made it very clear that the first round was child's play. I lost my panties for that. We were caught by some kids and he decided it was lunch time. It is so nice that he took meals into account and made sure I didn't pay for a thing. A man that really knows how to date. And after dating early 20 somethings that have no idea, it was an especially nice change. He brandished my underwear during lunch to see my reaction. I just had to smile, but didn't bat an eye. After a smoke we had 2 options, stay on this side of the bay or go back to his side.
I decided that being a heathanistic Jew was the way to go. So we went to his church. He happens to be the youth group leader for a sponcie of mine, so he has keys to the place. I followed him around the back to see the view and up into this room haphazardly filled with couches. He showed me where my sponcie likes to sit and sat me down on another couch. He wasted little time. I met his favorite paddle, a stingy ping pong thing. And I got to practice counting, which I slipped up once on. He can be incredible distracting. He turned me over and went for my tits, witch can take my less than my ass, and really showed me the advantage of the texture of that paddle. No marks but still just enough to make my nipples sore for days. He ended up making me squirt, a first for me. After witch I got to show off my talents with his dick. I have some amazing shots of me controlling my gag reflex. He has such a beautiful cock. I had previously been worried. His tool curves perfectly upward, in the most delicious way. He left me on the couch and took pictures of his work, me all subbed out, and playing with myself. Before we left I got my panties stuffed deep inside me, they didn't all fit, the one day I didn't wear a thong. As we walked out like nothing had happened, me still floating, I noticed that there had been a yoga class underneath us the whole time.
He dropped me off at a meeting and let me take the underwear out, thank goodness, because I ended up reading in front of the meeting. It was fabulous being all light and airy and extroverted in front of the meeting. Still feeling the extra space created by all that cloth inside me. We had planned on that Friday, and I couldn't wait for what was next.

Falling

A quick background: I've been dating this guy for not particularly long. I had just fallen into a poly situation and was looking for a primary. He's sweet, super geeky and so vanilla. He is fine with me being me and getting what I need. Even though he has no interest in the queer kinky lifestyle I've become so accustomed to. He's so much smarter than me, yet he loves even my slightest smile. In the first few weeks of us dating I could of sworn, I could have farted around him and he would have thought it was the curtest thing ever.
All this is to say I really didn't expect to be falling so completely for him. We actually got to spend the night alone, in a bed like a real couple for the first time and cuddled and talked all night. About who we are, why we are that way. Exes, family and experience. And of course had some amazing vanilla sex. We fit together like we where made for each other. In so many ways.
I'm actually having that feeling that I could comfortably and happily be with him for some time. That butterflies, ohh moment, that I chose better than i had thought. I really wasn't expecting any of that, not this late in the game. That usually happens to me right away. But this time it's less of an upheaval and more of a small slide. It's yummy and sweet. And totally uncharacteristic. For both of us. It's nice.