Not there yet; but true story of my first submissive relationship

I'm a complete wannabe. I've always had the urge to be submissive to women, but I've not had the courage to have a cuckold relationship. The closest I’ve ever come was a relationship I had in college with a dominant French bitch.

I'd dated a few women, each for a couple of weeks, before my first girlfriend; but when I tried to take things to the sexual level they would nearly always just dumped me straight away. The first girl I tried to relax with (second year of college) got frustrated because I didn’t know what to do. I mean literally, I didn’t know where to put it. I didn’t even get it inside her before I came everywhere. Later that year I tried to buy a prostitute but couldn’t get hard. She too just got frustrated and in the end I got nothing for my money- she even asked for a "tip" for wasting her time!

In my final year in college I met Alex. She was an absolute stunner. Long black hair, flawless creamy skin, 5ft 7", bouncy 34D's, slim size 10; and the best part, a french student over here for her Erasmus year. When she would say things in her French accent I would just melt. I was crazy about her from the word go.

I wasnt too upset when she wanted to take things slow. I'd only slept with two people before then. She was a sensual permister and loved caressing and teasing, sharing showers and massages. We would make out, and she would always ask in her cute French accent for “a special kiss” which was my cue to eat her out. Afterwards she’d purr like a kitten, say merci, and go to relax with a coy smile. Never did she return the favour, but being a submissive guy, I would usually let it go without complaining. Even when I did complain it made no difference. She would get annoyed that I was being a pig and I would apologise – usually by licking her pussy out for another 20mins.

What would get to me though was spending the night in her student apartment and hearing the guys in the rooms next door fucking the cuckolds brownie out of her flat mates (two other smoking hot french girls by the way). I used to feel paranoid that her flat mates knew that I wasnt getting any and whenever they'd smile at breakfast, or when they wished us good night. I used to feel that they were just laughing at me and I would be in pains wondering what they were talking about in French and laughing all the time. One time we were going out to dinner and her two flatmates told me to “show Alex a special time, the way that you do” and then started giggling uncontrollably and talking to Alex in French. I felt like such a tool.

One night after we’d being going out for just over two months, we were in bed just spooning when we could hear her flatmate Émeline getting a serious pounding from her boyfriend John in the next room. Émeline’s moans were so loud my first thought were that she was being stabbed, and the bed was slamming against the wall with such power I thought it was going to break through into Alex’s room. Out of the blue, Alex purred like a cat and murmured how she wished “John would please me like that too”. Naturally I took this as my cue and started fumbling about and petting her, whispering something about how luckily she had me. She got so angry. She actually threw me out of the bed and announced that she didn’t want to relax with me. I tried to defend myself but next thing I knew I was out on the street.

I took me two weeks of flowers, fine dining and shinny presents to get back in Alex’s good books. I wasn’t even sure what I had done wrong, I was just a submissive wimp who wanted my goddess back I guess.
Another month goes by and eventually Alex agrees to give me a blowjob for the first time. She told me to lie down on the bed and take off my pants… but I couldn’t get hard. Stage fright I guess. Naturally she got quite angry with my “inadequacies” and to calm her down I began to lick her out. She was just angry for the first 20mins but then started musing about how Émeline probably never had “this problem” with John. For the next 30mins I lay there between her legs, licking and sucking and fingering her while she fantasised aloud about her flatmates man. When she eventually came I rolled over and she could see I was hard as a rock. She knew her talk of John, his cock, and what she wished he would do to her was what turned me on. She smiled a wicked smile and in that moment something was born inside her. She bent down to my throbbing cock and fixing my eyes with a gaze whispered threw her smile “oh little Dave, I think you like giving special kisses more than blowjobs. Good”. Then she got up, got dressed, rolled over so her back was to me, and went to relax.

We’d been going out three months now and the most action I’d gotten was the odd hand job, where she would start, but I would have to finish myself in the bathroom. All the while, I would be eating her cunt every other night of the week or any time we could be alone. Ever since that night she would call me “little Dave” in front of her flatmates and made me to refer to her as Alex the Great. When ever we could hear her flatmates going at it she would roll onto her back, spread her legs and sing out in her sweet French voice, “oh little Dave” and I would get to work.

One morning six of us were having breakfast. Alex and I, Émeline and John, Sarah (the other French girl) and a man she had brought home from a club. Casually Alex just states matter-of-factly how at first she didn’t realise that Sarah had brought a man home. She had heard the banging and moaning coming from Émeline’s room. The banging went on longer than usual though and accompanied by the sound of Sarah screaming. She turns to John and says, “I was so jealous, I thought everyone was being taken care of accept me”, then she turns to Sarah’s bloke and says “but now I realise there was a second man in the house”. I was so embarrassed . I felt it was clear what Alex was implying by this randomer being “the second man” and not a third man. I didn’t think things could get worse until the two girls apologise for keeping Alex awake and then add, “we didn’t realise the house was so noisy, we never hear anything from your room”. Then the three girls just start giggling, and the two men join in.

For a full college semester we dated and never did she let me fuck her. In June we both had exams to prepare for so we saw less of each other. For two weeks we didn’t see each other at all. She finished her exams the day before me and called over to my apartment. I was still studying, my last exam was in the morning and told her I could only see her for 2 hour. She didn’t say a word. She walked into my bedroom, pulled off her tight tank-top, dropped her skirt to the floor and tilted her head to look at me. I picked her up, lay her down on the bed, spread her legs and proceeded to eat her out. The whole time she said nothing. When she was done she stood up, looked at her watch, smiled her evil smile, and got dressed. It had been a full 2 hours. For 120 minitues I had buried my face it this French bitch’s pussy and she just walked out without a word, without a “merci” and without any relief for my poor throbbing cock.

After the exams she left to go back to France. Over the next few years I would see her again on holidays; would anyone like to read about the next part of our story?

Please continue. You were lucky to get such good training early on. I was in my late 40's before my 4th. wife found my sumissiveness and made me her bitch.

the answer is hell yes! Great story so far!

please go on!

yes, please! I'd like to hear more of your story

Christ, please, more.

So Alex went back to France and for a year we exchanged emails and MSN chats. She was always very flirty, and teasing. She would tell me about new "lovers", how tall, strong and handsome they were. She told me she met one guy on an inter-city bus and could just tell he had a big cock. Always she mentioned the size of their cocks or how much stamina they had - but never that they had sex. If I asked how far she had gone with a new "lover" she would get mad and sign off msn.

One day she MSN'd me when I was working late. 9pm and Im the only permister still in the office. She says she met a nice guy but that when she brought him home his dick was too small to do anything with. I said she could use mine but she just "lol". She asked me, "Seriously though, if you were here, what would you do for me". I knew what she wanted to hear. I told her how I would massage her slowly, working my way down her body with gentle kisses until I reached her pussy. I described in great detail how I would pleasure her with my tongue and fingers while she wrote back gentle encouragement. There was a long gap between her replies as I continued to describe what I would do until she wrote back "sorry, hands were busy ". She told me she was satisfied and that I could suck her big toe as reward. I was so god damn horny by the end of the MSN chat that I had to go to the bathroom and jack off. I was so nervous walking around the office that someone would walk in. How bad would it look, me alone in the office at (what was now) 10pm and a hard on?!

So after a year of emails and MSN she told me she was coming to visit me again. Émeline was coming to see John and Alex said she'd come too. Naturally I was very excited. I agreed to collect both of them from the airport. I picked the girls up at the airport at 5pm. Alex said she wanted to come back to my house to freshen up and drop off her bags, and Émeline said she wanted to go to Johns and drop her pants. The girls laughed and agreed we would meet up in town at 9.30.

Alex wasnt long in the door before she stipped off and asked where the shower was. I was staring at her for a while I know before answering. In college she had had a full bush between her legs but now she had it shaved into a landing strip. I told her I shared the house with two flat mates and yet she walked innocent as if butter wouldnt melt in her mouth to the shower room *stark naked*. I left a fresh towel into her but she walked back to my room after her shower equally naked, dripping water along the carpet.

I will never forget that evil little half grin of hers as she stood there, naked, in the open door way and said "I'm wet." You can imagine how hard I was, staring at this beautiful thin yet busty Goddess who I have never fucked (and rarely gotten any relief from). She made me dry her, and dress her but I wasnt invited to touch her sexually (and I knew better than to ask). At 9pm Alex called Émeline to see what the plan was for the night but her phone rang out. John called back and we could hear Émeline screaming in the background as he explained that he was STILL fucking her. This made Alex really annoyed. I dont know if it was because she wanted to go out or because she was jealous. I told her to lie down and I would give her a massage to help her relax.

So Alex takes off her top and lies down. Shes wearing a pair of knee high leather boots, a skirt of (just about) respectable length and a cotton G-string (I know because I dressed her). I cover her back in oil and begin the massage. Now I still have a raging hardon from seeing her naked, not to mention how much I lust for this woman whos always flirting with me. I unhook her bra under the pretext of giving her a better massage and I can see her smile. I have a good feeling about whats about to happen

So I start kissing her slowly from the neck working my way down. As I get lower and lower her back is arching slowly until her ass is staring me right in the face. Shes in this perfect doggy style position and Im stopped for a moment, not quite sure what to do next when she reaches back and hikes her skirt up above her waist. "Kiss it" she wispers. I'm stunned. "What?" wanting her to repeat. "Lick my ass, little Dave".

I had never done this for a girl before, but I had never been so turned on either. I dive in, licking and lapping as she purrs and sighs and says sofly in her french accent "oh yes", "like that", "please... more" and then I CUM. Hard. More jizz than I have ever shot - all over the bed. She turns around as I am glowing red with embarrassment. There was nothing touching my cock, I just exploded from the joy of licking her ass. I run to the bathroom to get some toilet paper to clean up the mess and wash my face. When Im done Alex is sitting on the bed and she looks at me with puppy dog eyes, "What happened?". She knows what happened, but I explain anyway, that I came. "How? were you touching yourself?" No, no, I was just overjoyed to worship the ass of Alex the Great. Those are the exact words I told her.

Silently She got back into the doggy style position she was in. And in a calm voice...
"You may continue"

I did. After cumming a lot of the heat had gone out of it, and I felt embarrassed so be between her legs licking her ass. After 15mins she allowed me to use my fingers in her pussy and I massaged her clit and fingered her cunt until she came.

When I felt her back arch into my face, and felt her ass cheeks shuddering and shaking against my skin I couldnt help but get another boner. She climbed up, sat beside me and in a giddy, smiling mood asked me what I would like in return for such "an extra special kiss". She said I could have a hand job, a blow job, or... and her evil half smirk came back as she placed her hand on my throbbing cock, "you can lick my ass again as I watch TV".

Ofcourse I took option number three!! Before that night I'd never worshiped a woman's ass, from that night on its all I can think about.