Metronomy Sex Dream™️/Can't a man just get dominated dammit

So, this happened.

So, What Happened?
Metronomy Sex Dream™️/Can't a (mail)man just get dominated dammit Alright, So, I ended up somehow ended up shagging Anna  alright, actually, lemme back up to how this ended up happening. So, for some reason, I don't know how, but I ended up hooking up with her, I don't know or why she’d hook up with a literal 15 year old, but this is dream logic and there are no rules here, so, now time to get into the details, the spicy, ˚~⊹Horny On Main⊹~˚, cringe-y, details written by someone who can only writes high school essays, here you go! So, what I remember was that it started with her tackling me onto a hotel bed, her naked body straddling my waist: then grabbing my wrists pinning them above my head, my heart racing and breath heavy as she did, thoughts racing in anticipation of what she’d do to me. Her lips met mine, kissing me deeply as I felt her tongue against my own, my mind basically turning into a nice bowl or plate of jello as she did: hands running up her back noticing how soft and warm her skin was, breasts pressed against my chest, hands no longer pinning my wrists: one of them stroking my jaw, the other on my stomach, hips against mine ‒somehow the scar on her right (?) one didn’t exist but then again, neither did mine‒, the faint scent of her perfume and cigarettes… Everything about it was just so overwhelmingly perfect down to the small details that I had to roam around my brain to find like the way her brownge (brownish-orange or if you’re feeling fancy titian) hair fell on her face and body or the way the tendons and veins on her hands poked out. On the topic of her hands, she then, to put it bluntly, began to finger me. My brain blue-screened due to how sudden it was, unable to really think about anything else aside from her and the new pleasure going to my head. I threw my head back and tensed around her, being unable to even speak in anything aside from the occasional stifled whimper or moan as I closed my eyes feeling her thin, almost bone-like fingers rubbing inside me covered in my own wetness, her thumb rubbing and circling against my now throbbing, swollen clit with each thrust. Her breath was hot against my ear as she whispered in her soft Doncaster accent (think Alex Turner, same accent I am not fucking kidding it's weird) “That’s it baby, that’s it...” I moaned in response “Oh god… A- Anna-” my sentence getting cut off as I let out a strangled, pleasurable cry, my breathing getting heavier and heavier as my legs and body began trembling uncontrollably, head spinning and going blank as I began to pulse around her, my wetness covering her fingers and dripping down onto my thighs and legs, my whole body becoming covered in a thin layer of sweat as she continued. She pulled her fingers out suddenly as I was on the verge of cumming, smiling at me “Fuck, it’s so hot seeing you like that…” she said, fingers dripping with my pre-cum. I suddenly grabbed her wrist, begging her to continue, wanting to feel that sort of fullness inside me again. “Keep going I- I wanna cum…” I whined, yearning for the warmth that was building inside of me, she grabbed her wrist away from me “If you want to so bad,” she teased, leaning over me “Then beg for it…” I, of course, begged for this mystery thing-y, this truc-chose-là as I’d put it, this thing of unknown concept and origin and nature and whatnot. Then, ''since my dreams are funky and weird and things get lost in the process of writing them down, there was a time skip, of how long? I don’t know, not long though, only around a couple minutes so you probably didn’t miss anything fun, it was probably just some awkward sexual tension between us, I’d recommend if you’ve read this far, taking a shower to clean your mind currently and for what’s ahead, that and get a snack and something to drink since depending on your reading speed you could maybe be here for awhile.'' Now, back to the story after that little interlude there, we return to find me laying there like a fucking idiot blushing like a Victorian lady whose just seen a thigh for the first time and her, about to rail the absolute shit out of me with a strap-on. one of her hands was on my hip and the other rubbing my thigh, her breathing heavy and face and body flushed ready to take me in an instant. “Now,” she teased “Just spread your legs for me love…”. Oh. Fuck. Me. (In both ways.) That was the only thing going through my head as she said that to me, just pure, true, absolute embarrassment: shyness with a side of timidness dare I say it, mild fear but not fear fear more like good fear: anticipation even, anticipation that ran through my head and body and brain and every damn thing on me from head to toe and took over my brain. I obliged of course, my toes then curling into the rough, almost sand like sheets, legs tensed up waiting for her to make a move on me as I braced my now shaking hand against her shoulder as if to signal an invitation of sorts: one of please fuck me now, thank you. She grabbed my inner thigh and put the head of it against my now dripping wet pussy and began to insert it inside of me, as I felt a tearing inside myself and I let out a pained, tensed, whine, I'm assuming due to being nervous, only for her to lean over and kiss me as if trying to silence me or distract me from the pain. She then moved down and began to gently kiss my neck as I felt the faint graze of her teeth and tongue against it, how her breathing increased and how hot it was. She then kissed my earlobe and kind of bit it (?) Whispering in a gentle, reassuring tone in my ear, and causing my ear to basically twitch I guess, "That's a good boy… S’ almost in…”

Kinks Discovered

 * I have a thing for being domm'd.
 * PLEASE TELL ME THAT IM CUTE WHILE BEING FUCKED, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
 * Damn I have a thing for being praised

Sources Cited

 * 1 “Metronomy.” Wikipedia, Wikimedia Foundation, 5 Apr. 2021, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metronomy.
 * 2 My Brain.