soccer mom turned dungeon slut

For this post I am sharing a story from a dear lifestyle friend. I hope you enjoy her story as much as I do!

- Lauren

When my husband and I first entered the lifestyle, to say I was naïve would probably be a massive understatement. I’d been raised in an extremely conservative and religious household where sex was something we did not speak of, ever, beyond a very basic lesson on where babies come from before the health class presentation at school. I got married very young and aside from watching a little porn together now and then I was as naive as they come.

That little adventure of daring to watch porn may have been my gateway drug (thank God …lol), as it opened up discussions between the hubs and I about fantasies and desires that I had never even dared to think about before. It made me realize I was into women and that I wanted to know what one tasted like! It helped us realize that maybe this extremely vanilla world we lived in wasn’t the right place for us. Fast forward a few years, after much research, lots of conversations, and lots of anxiety, curiosity, and anticipation— the hubs and I took the dive, headfirst into the lifestyle (a great story for another day). 

Lauren recently wrote about the lifestyle being, “What You Want”, and I’m here to tell you it is definitely that and it can also become something you didn’t know you wanted or needed. You can truly discover parts of yourself you hadn’t even dared to dream existed.

After we dove in and began exploring, I felt for the first time that this was a place I belonged! I loved my new open minded friends, feeling sexy, dressing sexy, getting to be naked with my friends, and all of the sexy adventures we were having. This suburban soccer mom was having an awakening! 

Years before I’d even considered the lifestyle, the book Fifty Shades of Grey came out and, several of my also very conservative friends were reading and talking about it as a completely taboo novelty. I was curious but was never daring enough to even pick it up and read it myself. A “good girl” would never read such naughty things, or so I thought. 

A few months after we began swinging, we were at a party and there was a man there who caught my attention. He was probably 6’5”, handsome, and I found myself very attracted to him. At 5’3'' and 120 lbs,. he was much larger, simply in mass than me and I really liked that! Something about the fact that he could break me in half if he wanted to was so hot to me. We began making out, kissing, grinding, and touching each other and I was soooo turned on by him. Aside from his size, he had an air about him that no other man I’d been with thus far had. I couldn’t place my finger on it at the time but he had me fired up and I wanted him badly. We started playing and he was a bit rougher than I was used to or had experienced before. My brain was screaming, what is happening here? and my body was screaming, “Oh my god, I don’t know what is happening here, but YES!!”

I remember laying underneath him, his large body above me while his fingers were inside me. I was so wet! Whatever the air about him was,  his rough, commanding style had my pussy notably excited! I was still trying to wrap my head around why I was turned on in such a different way than I had ever been before, when, completely unexpectedly, his hand found its way to my neck, his large fingers wrapped around it with a quick, “is this okay?” My first instinct was, “no, what the hell are you doing?” I’d never been choked during sex before or even thought about it, my naïve brain didn’t register that that was something people did, but before I voiced the no, my split-second hesitation quickly flipped in my brain to, “Oh, shit, I really like this.” So, I gave a surprised but enthusiastic. “Yes.” And oh, boy was I turned on. Honestly, what the fuck was this man doing to me that had my pussy betraying everything my brain thought it knew about how I liked sex? He lightly choked me and continued to be a  little rough and bossy during our session. It was incredible, I was so turned on and into it. As soon as we were finished I was already dying to play with him again!

When we were talking afterwards I mentioned to his wife how that was new for me and how hot it was. She casually responded, “oh yeah, he could totally dom you if you want him to,” as if it was no big deal at all. Honestly, I had no clue what that even meant but I responded something about how that sounded really good. While I had no idea what had just happened or what she was talking about, what I did know was that something had opened up inside of me that had been waiting to be unleashed. I had no idea what it was but I wanted more!

After that encounter, I went home and began trying to figure out what, “he could totally dom you” meant. Dom, according to google meant -dominate and somewhere the conversation among my vanilla friends about the Fifty Shades book years earlier came to my mind. I needed that book and I needed it now, I had research to do! I started the audiobook the next day and when it came to the sex scenes, I was fascinated and they got me soaking wet every time! This was something I wanted to learn more about, experience, and participate in. I’ve since learned that Fifty Shades is not a good example of a true healthy BDSM relationship at all but it was an eye opener and got the wheels turning about the possibilities of what I may want to experience. 

After my research project, you better believe I went back to that man’s wife and told her I did indeed want him to dom me. We had several more encounters where I was slowly introduced to a dominant/submissive dynamic and some impact play. I discovered that I am a masochist and that pain turns me on! I could cum solely from being spanked. What the hell? Who was I? 

These were fun play encounters where I discovered a lot about myself, however, it ended up that he was not the right person to continue exploring with and that was okay, it had unlocked something in me that I now needed to further explore. I’ve slowly embarked on this exploration over the last few years and it has been amazing- not to mention the mind blowing sexual experiences I’ve had!

This is a beautiful thing about the lifestyle, I would have never known I was a suburban soccer mom with an inner dungeon slut who loved to be bound and spanked.  That important piece of me would have laid dormant without that encounter with someone else. My husband and I have always had fantastic sex, but he refers to himself as a gentle lover and has no interest in exploring BDSM with me. That is 100% okay. He has given me freedom and encourages me to explore this part of myself with the help of other partners. It’s a wonderful life to live to be free to discover and experience your full self.

- Nicole Blake