I loved living in the center of Cologne and my apartment in the middle of all the hustle and bustle and all the different people was like a secret retreat for me. From my balcony I could watch people in the cafes and while shopping and enjoyed the hustle and bustle around me.
Lately, though, during my little time out on the balcony, I couldn't take my eyes off of one particular person. A new tenant had recently moved into the apartment next to me and my goodness was this man hot.
Every morning before he left for work, the well-toned guy would go for a run and then, to my great delight, do a few push-ups on a small ledge in front of our door. Coincidentally, I was always drinking the first coffee of the day on the balcony at that time.
On weekends, the man next door always had women over, and always exquisitely beautiful women. I had never seen the same woman come by his house twice. Sighing, I broke away from my daydreams, slipped into my jacket and grabbed the garbage bag that was already waiting for me in the hallway. Tomorrow the garbage pickup was supposed to come and I was going to get an ice cream from the kiosk across the street anyway.
An unexpected invitation
Lost in thought, I strolled through the hallway and was just thinking about what kind of ice cream I should treat myself to, when my head bumped rudely against a hard obstacle. Surprised, I looked up to find my head pressed against the hard chest of my sharp neighbor.
Immediately I stammered an apology and turned bright red. "How embarrassing!" Why couldn't I watch where I was running. With a smug smile, the neighbor looked down at me and introduced himself as Tim. He took the garbage bag from my hand and threw it into the garbage can with a flourish.
Friendly, Tim invited me to his apartment for a cold drink and, despite my excuses, insisted that I accompany him. Without quite knowing what happened to me, I suddenly found myself on Tim's comfortable couch, sipping a cold and tingly Coke.
I felt like a virgin guilt girl, sitting like this in Tim's living room, pining over him. "Would you like a tour of my apartment?" he asked me with raised eyebrows, looking seriously into my face.
I nodded silently and was led through his tasteful kitchen, his high-end furnished bedroom and finally his so-called "playroom". I felt a bit like I was in a trashy novel for young women when I entered the room full of crops, whips, a real cage and an Adreas cross.
On the dark shelves on the wall one dildo and anal plug lined up after the next and chains, rods and mouth gags hung everywhere.
I must have stood there with my mouth open, because Tim smiled cheekily at me and asked me if I had ever had any experience with the subject of BDSM.
While I shook my head, Tim let his gaze glide very slowly and provocatively over my body. "I could think of so many things I could do to you. You are quite an attractive woman." I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest and nervously nibbled on my lower lip.
"I'll still be very gentle with you for now, too," he joked, walking around me once slowly. "But it's entirely your decision, of course". I was torn, but with a quick sideways glance at Tim I really felt like trying something new.
The guy just looked so damn good and the topic of BDSM had always appealed to me. I said loud and clear "Yes" and went into Tim's expert hands.
The lesson begins
First Tim instructed me to undress completely and to put aside any shame. This was anything but easy for me. I actually liked my body, but standing naked in front of a stranger was quite an accomplishment. "I want you to see yourself with my eyes," Tim said to me now and pushed me in front of a big mirror.
There he made me stand for a while and forced me to look at myself. This was a subtle kind of "torture", I thought to myself, and I was already thinking about stopping the experiment. But somehow Tim's approach also totally turned me on. Tim now stepped behind me and put a neck cuff on me, which was connected with a leash.
I felt a little like a little dog on a chain, but found it extremely erotic to give up control completely. Silently, Tim pointed to the floor and I immediately got down on my knees. Tim walked a few steps and I followed him on all fours. Arriving at a huge pillow Tim asked me to bend over the pillow and stretch my ass towards him.
I was incredibly excited and realized how wet I was already. And that, although Tim had not even touched me. My neighbor stood behind me and let an elegant crop bang into his palm. Gently he stroked my ass and loosened it up with a few light pats so that it was well supplied with blood.
I could hardly breathe with excitement and waited trembling for the first blow. When it came, I was not prepared for the sweet pain that flooded me. I never thought I could enjoy it so much, but I screamed my pain and pleasure out loud. I watched Tim's eyes grow wide and his best piece pressed up against his jeans.
My reaction to the crop seemed to turn him on quite a bit too. I wanted to reach out and touch him, but Tim just shook his head silently.
A short fuck at the end
I was almost disappointed when the beating suddenly stopped and Tim forced me onto my back through the necklace and leash. "Go ahead and do it some more," I begged Tim, as I had developed a taste for the spanking and the pain.
"That's enough for your first session," Tim whispered to me. "Your body needs to get used to the spanking first. Besides, I can't wait to be inside you". Impatiently, Tim slipped on a condom and roughly spread my thighs.
Hard Tim penetrated me and was visibly pleased with my wet and tight pussy. Quickly we fell into the same rhythm and Tim fucked me hard and fast. It was exactly what I needed right now.
We clung to each other as we came and Tim gave me a little slap just before we climaxed together. I had really never come that fast before.
Tim and I agreed that we would play together more often now. I could hardly wait.
