My trip to California

The day had arrived. The one thing I was looking forward to was being on the west coast, a dream I never thought I would ever accomplish, let alone by myself. Oddly enough, it was not how I had envisioned it. I was going to meet my Dom. We had been together 8 months through the most traumatic time in my life and he had stuck with me through it all and helped me through it. All those conversations and chemistry, would it hold up in real life? Would I get there and find out some of the details of himself were made up or completely false? Would I not be attracted to him?

He did his best to ease me. If I didn't feel comfortable, I could just ask him to leave and he would let me be. I didn't have any contingency plan, but figured if I needed one, I would figure it out. Once the plane landed I texted him to tell him I was on the ground. He texted back he was just about there, just needed to find a parking spot. Then the anxious moments till we laid our eyes on each other. He was sitting on a bench watching the escalator full of people. Trying to guess which feet were mine. Our eyes locked instantly and I walked right over to him. It was so wonderful to see him in person, we hugged and kissed. It felt good. We made our way to the car and he drove straight to my hotel.

We had a good 40 minutes to chat and we fell into our normal conversation and I felt fine. I checked in and got the key and we hoped it was a isolated room...

I took some moments to freshen up and we went out to eat. He had already had dinner but I found I was hungry and didn't think I could last the night without a meal. We fell into our normal selves and I was so glad I came and knew it would be a great time.

I didn't worry much on logistics at all...even to the point of asking if he would spend the night with me. He just did. Basically assumed it...though I honestly thought he would go home at night. When decided on where to stay, I did pick the closest place to his house for convenience sake.

It was day 66 of my denial and I was having difficulty. But I wanted to give him the opportunity to play with me. We got ready for bed and laid down and chatted a bit, then he made a move to touch me and I welcomed it. It has been way too long since I have been touched and he had such magic fingers. I was a bit frightened at first, not knowing what to expect and all the visions of past sexual failures lurking in my mind. What I got was focused sexual pleasure that had me moaning and writhing and gasping for more, please more, I wanted to cum so badly but his touch felt so wonderful. At one point he decided to go thru the rules..."you need to ask for permission to cum" he reminded..."you are not allowed to cum without it. Also, you need to let me know if you if are about to cum or did cum without permission". "now repeat the rules back to me" then he sent me thru a blissful crescendo of arousal and brought me right back to reality. "you do not get to cum tonight" He said. That was ok with me, I was happy with what he gave me. I was exhausted from my trip and went to sleep happily.

Our plans were made up as we went along. I had given a few ideas but we didn't want any pressure. The one "must" was touching the ocean. I love the water and would not be happy if I missed out on that. We decided to take a day trip to Hollywood to walk around. On the way we stopped at a beach to visit the ocean. I was amazed how big and beautiful the flowers were. The ocean was amazing and we walked on the beach. We walked, talked and he took my picture. Then a nice lady walked up and took a picture of the 2 of us.

We hopped in the car for our journey north, found a parking lot and started to walk. The weather was beautiful and I love sun and heat. But I have to say, it was a bit much for me. We took many breaks to get out of the sun. Then we came across Ripleys and we decided to go inside. I realized I was getting hungry and mentioned it. One of the great things is to tell someone what you would like and to have them tell you, "ok, we can do that". We ate our hot dogs and went to Ripleys. Then she asked if we wanted todo all 3? Ripleys, the wax museum and Guinness Book of World Records. Sure!

By this time we were holding hands and our normal selves. He knew I was completely comfortable with him. So as we moved thru the rooms, he would find dark corners and steal some kisses and fondle me. He had me right where he wanted me. I was soaking it all in. Then he caught me by surprise by grabbing a fist full of my hair and holding my head while he kissed me. I just wanted him to keep doing that.

On the car ride home, he began playing with me. I gave some travelers some good distraction as they tried to play attention to driving while they watched him rub me. I got so close and he disappointed me terribly when I told him I was close and I did not have permission to cum. I wanted it so badly, but he was right, I wanted to wait. I wanted it to be special. I got over my disappointment.

Again we find ourselves in bed, naked. Oh my, his fingers are magic on my clit and pussy. I'm soaked and so aroused, I can't stop moaning. I'm getting so close and he just drives me higher and higher. He backs away slightly each time I warn of almost cumming. Finally I tell him he's gonna have to stop, I can't hold it off any longer. He keeps playing me. I ask him if I can cum....yes....the orgasm rocks me harder than I have ever been. It feels so good and is like a damn exploding I'm near tears with the wonderful sensations flowing through me. I have no idea what he has planned for me and do not expect any orgasms beyond this. Well to my pleasant surprise, this was not my only one.

He has continued stroking me and I'm surprised when I'm ready again so soon. I tell him this and he just keeps massaging my lady bits. I'm moaning and soon ask to cum again....yes....and another orgasms shakes me...

I hate to admit this, but I don't know how many I had. They were incredible though and he is extremely gifted at giving me pleasure. While I'm lying there overwhelmed by all the pleasure I've just received, he reminds me of his. We had been together all day and he's given me all this pleasure and still does not assume his own. Of course you can get yours too, silly. What would you like? I have to say, feeling you inside of me felt wonderful. I have missed having someone fill me like that and you filled me well.

I believe this was the evening we went out to dinner with his wife. We had a very nice time and she and I spent some time talking about her husband. What an odd conversation. She has followed his control of my orgasms and was happy we could have a chance to meet. I like her very much and on a return trip, hopefully we can visit together some more.

But it was an exhausting day and him and I planned to spend a quiet day together, so she offered for us to spend the day at their house and I could experiment with her toys, safety conscious, of course.

Him and I went back to the hotel and played around some more. I didn't think I could be aroused any more, but he draws it out of me. Just as he got me to the peak and I ask to cum....he says "yes" and the orgasm washes over me and quite suddenly he yells out "stop" and pulls my hair at the same time, effectively breaking my orgasm. I immediately lose my orgasm, then started laughing and looked at him and say "god, I love you," he was very pleased by my response. Shortly after, we fell asleep.

After breakfast we went to his house and watched some movies. After some recreational smoking, we went into the bedroom and started to fool around some more. He had me soaked in moments. Then suggested I may want to try the clover clamps. Sure.

That was the first time I have ever had clamps applied to my breast by another. What a most interesting sensation. It hurt much more than I expected at first. But the shock went as quickly as it came. He then brushed his fingertips over my body absently pulling the chain randomly. Without touching my pussy, he had me moaning as much from that as he would have from touching my clit directly. Then he checked how I was doing from the increased pressure...I was in la la land, but he kept them on a few more minutes then announced we should take them off. He carefully unclasped the first and allowed the blood flow back, then immediately unclasped the other. I wanted more.

Well, how about trying out the hitachi? What a wonderful toy. He plugged it all in and gave me the rundown. He had me coming in no time. Then he gave me the toy and kept control of the slider, which controls the intensity. Again, I lost count, but he just let me keep cumming. The orgasms were building and I started to fear them coming out. Though forced orgasms sounds hot, I'm sure it is a form of torture.

We had decided that during this trip I would get nipple piercings. I see it as a commitment to my Dom and a sign of my submission to him. We planned it for my last evening there, due to wanting to be able to play and knowing I would be in some discomfort, we didn't want it to ruin my time there. Well, the time has come. We drive to the place he had researched. We walk in and it didn't take long to go thru the paperwork and be in back getting prepped. Then the guy asked us a question I hadn't prepared for, our relationship to each other. He suggested boyfriend / girlfriend? My Dom said "yes". Good enough for me. Though I did remind him he was married after we left, but why not refer to us that way? Its growing on me. Anyway, next was to take off my shirt and bra. He put dots on my nipples and measured them. Went and got the posts and I laid back. I'm not sure what I expected, but the guy took forceps and squeezed my nipple and then took a needle and pierced my right nipple. I was holding my Dom's hand and saw stars, but didn't utter a peep or move. Then I summoned up the courage for the next one. He was very proud. I made it through and honestly it wasn't so bad. Walking out, I could feel them and it didn't take long before I was cranky from the pain. We watched movies in the room until I fell asleep.

The next morning was my return trip home. I couldn't believe how fast the days went by and am still sad thinking about it. My Dom, meeting you was wonderful and I look forward to the next opportunity, I love you!