Chapter 30: Tangerine

Sara and I were having sex pretty regularly. I was no virgin, but this was my first serious relationship with regular sex.

I suppose I have always considered myself a decent lover. I always worked my hardest to make sure my partner had her orgasm first throughout my entire sex life.

I saw living up to that old stereotype of men climax first and disappointing their lover as failure I wanted to avoid. I even printed out and studied a detailed tutorial on eating pussy off the internet.

Many of the women I have been with including Sara have said I am good at oral sex.

Sara unfortunately was like a sex queen. She wanted four or five orgasms every time we fucked.

She moaned very loudly like a porn star which disturbed my parents and neighbors. She also knew how to use her vagina.

After about six months together we had still never tried anything kinky. Until one weekend Sara took me on a trip to Las Vegas where she had lived for a few years before moving back to our hometown. We were going to stay with her mother, stepfather, and her brother and sister. 

Her sister was kind enough to let us stay in her room. Sara informed me this trip had a secret mission. We would be going to the state's largest sex toy outlet and buying BDSM gear.

This would be my first time ever in a sex shop or really any adult themed business. We browsed every aisle. Sara picked out a few outfits and panties for herself.

We looked through the porn DVDs and picked out a DVD that was femdom themed starring one of my favorite porn stars Gianna Michaels.

When we came to the section dedicated to strap on and anal toys Sara teased me about picking an enormous BBC dildo to use on me. A nearby couple on another aisle gave us a weird look.

We brought our haul to the cash register to check out. I am sure this was an everyday thing for the cashier, but I was mortified at the idea of anyone seeing us purchasing sex toys.

Sara rushed back to her parent's house at full speed. Luckily no one was home. We went upstairs to her sister's room and locked the door. Sara told me to take off all my clothes and wait on all fours in front of the door while she got ready. I followed her orders and stood by the door for a few minutes.

Before Sara was ready the door burst open, and her sister walked right in. She stopped for a moment and got a good look at me bent over naked and then closed the door quickly repeating "sorry sorry sorry" over and over.

It definitely killed the mood, and we decided it was best to experiment when we got back home.

On the way home before leaving Vegas, we noticed a shop off the main road called Lady C’s Leather. Sara and I were not sure if it was really a BDSM store or a place for clothing and furniture. We decided to stop and check it out anyways.

It was a BDSM store. Inside there were all different types of outfits for Dominants and submissives. The walls were lined with beautiful handmade toys. The one thing that caught our eyes the most were the floggers. They had floggers in all different colors, shapes and sizes.

Even as a submissive I was thinking damn these are cool. Lady C herself walked us around the shop and made conversation.

In the end we could not afford one of her beautiful floggers. I probably would not have spent so much at the sex shop if I knew about Lady C’s Leather.

Sara bought a cheaper outfit and promised to return next time she was in town.

From then on, we played regularly as Mistress and slave. I of course was the slave more often but occasionally we did switch.

It mostly involved tying each other up and having sex. Sometimes there was light spanking involved or some role play.

Sara would even occasionally do a Russian accent and created a whole character that was very hot and strict named Utana Kurts. I still to this day have no idea where that name came from.

Chapter 30: Passive Arts