Life is full of ups and downs and often takes you in different directions than you would have ever expected. Let me tell you about one of those big directional changes that happened in my life. Actually, it was a series of changes that led to this big one.
My name is Danielle, yet everyone calls me Danny. I am currently in my mid 40s, and have been through a lot. I grew up in a small town, where people are pretty conservative, and we were sheltered from a lot of the problems that happen in bigger cities.
When I graduated high school, I decided to go away to college. I didn't go too far away, maybe an hour or so, and it wasn't to a big school. It was a smaller college, but it was the first time that I had freedom from my strict, conservative parents.
Since this was my first taste of freedom, I went through a wild stage for the first couple of years. I dated a bunch of different guys, lost my virginity to one of them, and ended up sleeping with quite a few of them. After being sheltered growing up, I was sowing my wild seeds now. I had a lot of experiences those first couple of years, nothing too crazy or exciting, I was just learning about sex and how much I enjoyed it.
During my Junior year in college, I met Derek, and he immediately swept me off my feet. He was sweet, good-looking, had a great body, and treated me like an angel. He was a year ahead of me at school and soon after I first met him, we were dating exclusively.
When he graduated, we celebrated by getting engaged. He got a job nearby, so we still got to see each other all the time. And the following year, just a couple weeks after I graduated, we got married. I also found a job in the same town that he was working in, so we started working our way up the career ladder.
It was only about a year later that I became pregnant with our first child, a boy named Jacob and then 3 years later, we had a daughter named Rebecca. Up to this point, things were pretty good, or at least I thought they were.
Derek didn't share my outlook on our marriage, and I soon discovered that he had a girlfriend, which explained why he was pretty much ignoring me, both at home and in the bedroom. After some heated discussions, we decided to try and save our marriage.
For the next 10 years or so, we stayed married, but in the legal sense only. After treating me so great while we were dating and early in our marriage, he turned completely around and was treating me like shit. He ignored me the majority of time, and on those few occasions when he would pay attention to me, it was to put me down or insult me. He cut me off from all my friends and made me dependent upon him.
He also had relationships with multiple other women during this time, so it got to the point where we no longer had sex at all. There were times when I wanted to go out and find myself a boyfriend, but all his insults to me had killed my self-confidence and I could never follow through with anything.
I had to find some ways to get sexual relief, so it was at this time that I started reading sex stories. I kind of accidentally found some websites that contained different sexual stories, and I found that I enjoyed reading them. These sites also had different classifications of stories, so I would read about different subject matters.
I soon found that there was a whole wide variety of sexual appetites out there and many people who were doing things that I had never done, or even thought about doing. And I have to say, many of these things intrigued me.
Some of the things that interested me, were the thought of group sex, or being with another woman. Sex in public, or exhibition in general, also turned me on. These were all things that I had never done, but as I thought about them, they did turn me on.
But the one category that intrigued me the most, was the one about non-consensual sex, where the man is in complete control and the woman has to do whatever he wants. I'm not sure what it is about those types of stories that got me going, but they really got me excited.
I imagine that part of it is due to the fact that for so long now, I have had to be in charge. I am pretty high up in the company that I work for, and I have a lot of people underneath me, so I am always making decisions for them. And at home it is even worse. Derek never would do anything around the house, so it was up to me to run the household, make sure all our bills were paid, and take care of raising our kids. At this point, I just wanted a man to be in charge.
At different times, I would read some stories, and then, once I was really turned on, I would get out one of my vibrators and pleasure myself, while thinking about my man tying me up to the bed and ravaging my body, or having him tell me exactly what to do. Whenever I would think about being controlled by a man sexually, I would cum a lot more intensely, and more often.
After a few years of this situation, Derek decided that he was done with the charades, and he wanted to get a divorce. A divorce was against my upbringing, but even my parents were relieved when I told them we were getting divorced. That hadn't liked him for quite a while, but didn't want to say anything to me.
It was a couple years after we got divorced when things finally started to turn around for me, in regards to my relationships with men. In the time since we had gotten divorced, I had gone out with a few different guys, and I slept with a couple of them, but again, nothing very exciting. Either in the guys, or the sex.
My kids were getting older, Jacob was starting college and Rebecca was in high school. As more time passed, and I got further away from Derek, my self-confidence was also starting to come back.
It was at about this time that I met Charley. OK, I had met him quite a while ago, but this is when he started to become a bigger part of my life. Charley went to the same church that I did, and I had seen him there quite often. He was about 5 years older than me, and we had occasionally said hi and stuff like that, but never really talked too much.
At this time, he started making it a point to talk to me more often, and he eventually started flirting with me, and finally he asked me out on a date. We started dating, and within a few months, I was totally in love. He treated me like gold, my kids liked him and most importantly, he would always help me around my house and treat me like an equal partner.
We started having sex after a couple dates, and the sex with him was good. He always paid attention to my needs and made sure that I was satisfied before he would come. But still, it was regular sex, nothing too exciting, not like in my fantasies.
I would still read my stories from time to time, and although I didn't use them very often anymore, I still had some of my favorite vibrators. At this point we were still living in our own houses, so I would have my stories and vibrators for those nights when Charley wasn't around.
One day, Charley came over to my house after we both got off work. Jacob was away at college and Rebecca was at cheerleading practice, so we were home alone. I had made dinner for us and afterwards, we were cleaning up around the house some. Charley had taken some clothes from the laundry room and was putting them away in my bedroom.
He was in there for a while, and I was wondering what was taking him so long. Normally he would just fold my clothes and lay them on my bed, and I would put them away later, but this time he was taking longer. I finished putting the dishes in the dishwasher, when I heard him call out my name.
"Danielle! You need to come here now!"
I wasn't sure what was going on. He sounded upset, almost mad, so I rushed to my bedroom, and I opened the door. Charley was standing in the middle of my room, stark naked with an erection that he was slowly stroking as I stood there taking in the sight.
I smiled at him, as I was relieved that nothing was wrong. "What's going on Charley?"
He looked at me as he continued to stroke his cock. "I need some relief right now, and you are going to give it to me."
"Ok. I guess I can do that." I replied to him as I started to pull my shirt off.
"Yes, take your shirt and bra off, but leave your pants on. This is all about me this time. You are going to suck my dick until I cum all over your tits."
This was so unlike Charley, he had never talked like this before, or done anything like this. I had never seen him touch himself before walking in the room. But I had to admit, I liked this side of him. I was instantly turned on by how he was acting.
I finished taking my shirt and bra off and started walking towards him. He pointed to the floor right in front of him. "Get down on your knees."
I knelt on the floor in front of him and then looked up at him. He was holding his cock right next to my face, and I could already see some pre-cum on the tip of it. "That's a good girl." He said to me. "Now suck my cock."
I did as he said. He let go of it and I immediately took it in my hands. I stroked it a couple times before I leaned over and licked the pre-cum off it, then after licking all around the head of his cock, I put it all the way into my mouth until I could feel my lips rubbing up against his balls. I started to slowly move my head back and forth, letting most of his cock out of my mouth before putting it all the way back in.
"Look at me." He said.
I took his cock back out of my mouth and looked up at him. "Yes sir" I replied with a smile.
"Nope, you aren't to call me sir. You need to call me Master. And whenever I call you Kitty, you will have to do whatever I say!"
Now I could almost feel my panties sticking to my soaking wet vagina. I had never been more turned on before in my life. "Yes Master". I went back to sucking his dick. I would lick his balls, then back up his shaft before taking it all into my mouth again. The entire time that I was doing it, I was looking up at him from my knees, and he was looking down at me and stroking my hair.
