My Neighbor Candy Part 2
Author's note: Many thanks to my muse for this story, the real life Candy. To be clear, the character and activities in the story were inspired by her pics and correspondence she shared with me. All of the actions in the story are fantasy and from my imagination. She and I have never actually physically met. This story is simply my own fantasy inspired by her. In Part 1, I helped Candy with some furniture moving and it led to a massage and more. You might want to read My Neighbor Candy before this one.
A few days after our initial sexual encounter Candy invited me over for an afternoon glass of wine. After talking about general, vanilla things for a bit, she said, "I'm not sure how to say this... It seems early to bring it up...But it seems better to be upfront early."
"What is it?" I prodded her.
"I'm just worried you'll think I'm abnormal. I hope you're open-minded."
"I like to think I am."
"Okay. Here goes. I'm a bit into some kinky kinds of sex. Let's say, some fetishes."
"Really? As I've gotten older I have been fantasizing about more- is abnormal the right word?- kinky sex."
"Okay. You first. What kinds of things?"
"Well. I haven't had much chance to act on a lot yet. When I watch or read porn I tend towards a lot of femdom type stuff. Being dominated and bossed around. Facesitting. CFNM. Submitting."
"What kinky things have you actually done?"
"I visited a pro Domme once. She did some whipping and she pegged me. Kind of the usual stuff I guess. I paid for a session. "
"Yeah, I know what pro means."
"And I've exchanged blow jobs with a few guys. That's mainly it. It's not easy finding someone to...uh."
"I get what you're saying. It is harder for men to find someone."
I asked, "So what are you into? I've pretty much exposed my fantasies."
"I'm interested in exploring a variety of things. I'd say I tend to be more on the dominant end. But I like an element of affection included- that massage you gave me was very affectionate I will say- but also an element of force and control. As I said, I'm interested in both sides."
"I would love to explore some of those kinks and fetishes with you. I am willing to try playing the controlling one. It's just that it is not my natural tendency."
Candy said, "So can we make it a date- or a series of dates? We can perhaps alternate who is in control."
"Sounds amazing to me!"
She answered, "I'll plan a session and be in control next time and you can take over the time after that."
"Again, that sounds fantastic." We spent some time discussing what kinds of things we fantasize doing and what each of our hard limits were."
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A few days later I knocked at her door. My mind was whirling with excitement- both about seeing her again and about what she might have planned. And yes, I had taken a blue pill before I left home.
She answered the door and invited me in. She was wearing a black leather, pleated skirt and a black silk blouse with several undone buttons exposing her lovely cleavage.
"Come on in. I'll be waiting in the bedroom. You get naked here and join me. From this point on you are to obey me and address me as Mistress Candy. We can use a simple safe word system. Say 'red' if you need me to stop something and "yellow' if I am getting close to going too far. All good?"
"Yes, MIstress Candy." She turned and headed into the next room.
I eagerly stripped down and followed her. When I entered she was sitting in an armchair. Her sexy legs extended from under her skirt in such a sexy way that I was turned on and felt my cock hardening. My eyes shifted to her cleavage. I could not help leering before I realized that I was.
"Ahem, Slave Tom. Not the best start- ogling me shamelessly. Get over here."
"Yes, Mistress Candy."
She tapped her lap. "You have earned a spanking for your rudeness. Ten good spanks I think." I laid over her thighs, my ass in the air. My hands were on the floor on one side of her thighs as were my knees on the other side. My cock and balls were smashed against her tight leather skirt. The feeling was quite a turn on. My cock grew harder.
Then her hand smacked my ass. "Ouch," I said in surprise.