My New Girlfriends' Rules. Part 1 "The Big Surprise"
I met Nicola about four months ago. I was sitting in the pub with some friends, and there she was. This gorgeous willowy blonde. Pretty as hell. (real hell, i'd find out!) Had a kind of Egyptian Princess look to her. Hair straight and fine and crisp. High cheek bones, beautiful dark, dark hazel eyes. A slim curvy body to die for. And she was dressed so classy. Her thigh high boots had also attracted my attention when she walked into the pub.
I somehow, at some point, gathered up the courage to venture over towards her at the bar, where she was talking to a girl-friend. I remember stumbling out some stupid opening line, to which her and her girlfriend, just took one look at each other, smirked, and kept on chatting, as if i didnt exist.
Nicola, though, kept turning her head to me, as she chatted with her friend. As if somehow i was involved in their conversation. It made me extremely uncomfortable. I was speechless and felt stupid. I think she must have been twigging on that, from what i know of her now.
I felt like i couldnt leave, but was dumbstruck as to how to enter their chat. It was like i was just being held there for some kind of entertainment value, or something "Oh look, look at the gubbering idiot, trying to hang out with the pretty ladies!" kind of thing...
Nicola was only giving me smirking glances, but i was already becoming entranced by her. I felt riveted to my chair, as i sat there beside her. Had to cross my legs several times, to hide the extra activity below my belt! But with a few directed glances from time to time, she somehow let me know that she knew very well what was going on with that cock under my pants!
After a very uncomfortable half hour, her friend got up to leave, and i presumed that it would all be over. I'd sheepishly walk back to my mates and endure the humiliation of not only a failed conquest, but also that i had sat there like a dork, not being able to utter a word!
Well i was very surprised when Nicola turned to me afer her friend left, and said "So would you like to buy me a drink? Why dont we sit down at that booth over there." We moved over and i spent the next few hours falling more and more under her spell. She was very no nonsense in her conversation with me. Almost like she was evaluating me as a potential mate.
At one point she asked me if i had ever washed a girlfriends undies before. I blushed and had to be truthful when i answered no. She seemed to have this ability to make me nervous, and insecure about some of my 'cave-man attitudes' as she called them.
I thought the whole thing was a wash, when she stood up to leave, several hours later. I felt like i had made a complete fool of myself. She'd made me feel like a silly little boy, on so many instances.
Was i surprised when she bent over and kissed me on the cheek, and said "I think i like you. I'd like to see you again. Here's my number. Call me. And don't keep me waiting" she walked out.
I was completely stunned and mesmerized. I'd just sat with the girl of my dreams. I'd never felt so transparent and insecure before. But i was on cloud nine. She wanted to see me again!
And we did, over the next several months. It turned into a wonderful love affair. The sex was incredible, and very different. I found out very quickly that Nicola liked to be on top all the time. And she loved fellatio above all. She'd asked me once, before she ever let me go down on her, just how much i liked performing oral sex on a woman, on a scale of one to ten.
My answer: "Eleven!"
Apparently it was the right response, because that evening, during our love making, she grabbed me by the back of the head, and slowly slid my face down across her belly and over her mound until my lips were right over her pussy. "Eat me." she said simply "Show me what you can do with that tongue of yours." she held me there while i did my very best to please her in all the best ways i knew.
After awhile she seemed aggitated and said "I'm afraid i'm used to very high-powered toys, and your not quite up to par, unfortunately. I need more pressure on my clit." She rose up and turned and straddled my face, and pushed her cunt right onto my mouth. "Now lick me hard. Make me cum! C'mon, work for my orgasm. I'll show you just the way i like it.
I was a bit shocked with her aggressiveness, but would slowly get used to it over the next few months. And learn to love it.
Nicola was just such a classy, intelligent, dynamic woman, that i was very quickly being transformed into a boyfriend, that wanted to do anything to please her.
My biggest dream came true, when one night, six months later, as we were having sex, or should i say she was having sex on my face, Nicola asked me to move in with her.
She was facesitting me when she presented the prospect. For the last few months, it comprised the bulk of our love-making. She loved to mount my face and hover her pussy-lips over my mouth, making me wait for when she was ready to lower herself onto me, for her pleasure. Once, when she was hovering over me, for the longest time, i began to beg her to lower her cunt onto my face, so that i could pleasure her.
She breathed a very deep sigh, chuckled and slid her pussy right onto my nouth. It was as though i had said the magic words. The words she so wanted to here from her lover. She kept me under her for the longest time. Sliding her wet lips, not just on my lips and tongue, but also all over my face. One of her little passions was to 'mark' me with her scent, as she put it. Sometimes, the next morning when we were heading off for the day, she would slowly push me down on my knees, mount my face and slide her pussy across my face, and send me out into the world with her scent all over me! "Just so all those other bitches out there can smell the scent of cunt on you, and know that you're taken!"
So i'm sure you're all not surprised that by the time Nicola asked me, well more like told me, to move in with her, i had been pretty successfully relegated to inferior status in the relationship. We only had sex when she wanted sex. I only got to cum when she thought it was time. But i looooved it! I loved how i felt with her! I loved nothing more than to please her, and see her happy and smiling.
So on the first night i moved in, i guess i shouldnt have been surprised when Nicola presented me with some initial rules that were to be followed. She had them written down on a sheet of paper. I felt it was a little late, seeing as i'd moved in and all. But i had learned, by now, to place my own needs as secondary. She was such a beautiful, dynamic, woman, that i was willing to do anything to make our relationship a successful one.
"Here's the way i see it" she started "I earn four times what you earn. I am obviously the predominant bread-winner in this arrangement. So I feel, that you should make up for that deficiency, by performing more of the domestic duties round here. I will pay three quarters of the rent, bills and food, and you will make up for that by providing the following services.
She read out a long list of duties. Everything from laundry, to cooking, to cleaning, food shopping. She loaded it all onto me. And then she layed out the new rules surrounding sex!
I couldnt believe my ears when she told me, that as far as she was concerned, men grew lazy and innattentive when they were allowed to spurt their jism whenever they wanted. Because of this, she insisted that i should be fitted with a male chastity device, as soon as possible! And that my squirts would be limited to a managable amount, that would not detract from my attentiveness and eagerness to be a good and productive mate for her.
I was shocked and speechless! But at the same time it all just seemed so right. As i lay beneath her, with her ass above my face, i extened my lips up to her cheeks and kissed them. I gave her light little flicks to her clitoris, with my tongue, the way i knew she loved.
"My dear lady, queen of my dreams, i accept you're offer. I have learned how much i love to please you. It's all so knew to me, but i accept. I'll work very hard to show you that i can be a perfect mate for you."
She smiled, and sighed, and slowly lowered her crotch down onto my face. "Lick me boy. Show me how much you mean those words. Seal them with a kiss, and i will happily make you mine. You'll see."
With that she enveloped my face with her beautiful cheeks and bore her clit down hard on my tongue. I knew by now what she wanted. And i wanted to show her, wordlessly, how happy i was that she had chosen me.
Little did i know, that in the months ahead, Nicola would take me down roads that i would have never imagined. I cant begin to tell you how things have been transformed for me recently. I never in my life felt that i would ever want to be dressed as a girl. But that, as it turns out, is also one of her requirements.
The list of requirements seems to grow each day.
On the next writing of this story, dont be surprised if things have changed considerably. There already starting to. And all i can say is that i find a special heavenly place, when i am below the ass of my love!
Much to write about in the days ahead...some of it quite shocking!...
To Be Continued.
