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PMB - Year 10
I'll tell you about my wildest sexual experience of Post Matriarchal Boundaries (PMB). I'm a tall, fiery red headed girl in my late 20's. I've got piercing blue eyes and full lips. I'm naturally very skinny. No matter how much I eat I tend to remain a size 6.
I was 8 when the Matriarchy took over Australia. So was aware of the traditional way but wasnt really sexual yet. The traditional way seemed comparatively messy and archaic. So many things have improved since, there is almost no sexual violence, in fact theres almost no violence whatsoever.
New rules stipulate that if a man fails to accept the new regime in any of its forms then he will be put into chastity till he is put in front of a court or is testified as being accepting by a member of high society.
So men who were violent in their past lives or who played a part in patriarchal uprisings were quite quickly dealt with. And if a man is put into chastity, it's only a matter of weeks before he is begging for his rights back.
I generally quite like rugby guys. Big gentleman. I like to feel the power over them as they tower above, I like to be the feminine matriarch in control. I explained to one sitting beside me at a wedding. Weddings are such an aphrodisiac. Everyone looks their best. Everyone is inspired by love to the point where lust is palpable. I spotted this guy right at the start of the day. Bulging out of his suit, this guy must have been a second row lock when he played rugby. I watched him under my over-sized pink fascinator when he first entered the church. I wore a tight fitting floral purple dress with a plunging neckline that showed off all my curves. I knew he would be mine it was just a matter of when. We got to the reception after eye fucking several times in the church.
Of course none of the other members of the table were there. They were up at the buffet. He looked red and shy at my confidence. I liked that. He said, "I'm going to go and get some food." I grabbed his hand and said. "No your not". I placed a note in his hand and walked off. My arse a magnet for his eyes. He looked at the note. "Girls bathroom now".
Although I was sceptical of the things that I read about and learned about at secondary school sex ed and even into uni. I came round to the idea of the Matriarchy and now, I take what I want.
I stand in the girls bathroom. In my long purple dress. I play with my tassel like, yellow earrings and wait enjoying how I look in the mirror. It was a single bathroom. A golden sink and a golden toilet. It was done in that edwardian style a very beautiful bathroom to fuck a guy in.
I put my handbag next to the sink and pull out my thick white dildo. Shaped to look like a cock. I pull my dress up. My feet, perfectly manicured in my heels. My skinny legs looking great. My government issued, lacy strapon pants. (GIS) pants missing that all important cock. I slip it into the O harness and there my cock stands at the crotch waiting for my man. I cover it with my dress.
Knock knock, I open the door and pull him in. Locking the door behind us. I push him on to the marble shelf with the sink. I step towards him in this thin bathroom he looks down at my crotch where my cock pushes my dress up like a tent pole. We kiss as I fumble around with his belt. He pulls my dress up and over my GIS I pull his suit trousers down. I'm getting really excited so the idea of sucking his his cock in the bathroom at a wedding.
When I was at uni I actually fucked a hockey guy in a club bathroom but that was actually a dare. I kind of liked this guy.
His trousers round one of his ankles I notice his bulge. Not hard yet. I pull him off the marble and he pulls his underpants off. He hops back on to the marble when I see it.
"You have been a naughty boy" I say looking at his cock stuffed into that metallic cage. It means he's refused sex from someone wearing a GIS or he was part of a patriarchal rebellion. It actually made me quite angry. But he lifted his legs up in submission. So I figured, we are here now, I might as well. So I asked him to go to my bag and pull out the lube. He rubbed it on to my cock and the inner workings of the GIS started up. He rubbed eagerly as he saw me enjoy his touch. I snapped out of it and inched closer to him. He put his legs on my shoulders. But I told him to hold his own legs. I pulled him in and the angle just wasnt quite right. His cage limped around uselessly as I maneuvered him. There we go. My cock edged inside him it was only about half way when tried to kiss me. I leant in to kiss him too but my stomach felt the cold steel of his chastity cage I remembered.
This guy was the type of guy to fight the matriarch. Who knows what he would have done to women in a past life. I spat on his face and put two fingers in his mouth. I entered him fully His caged cock bounced backwards helplessly. I started to fuck him like I imagined he would fuck a woman in the past. I slapped his face and twisted his nipples.
To my surprise he pushed me off of him. I was extremely offended. He pushed me to the toilet and sat me down on it. I was going red in the face with anger. He lifted my dress up and over my strapon and gorged himself on my cock. I held the back of his head and forced it deep. The deeper it went the more incredible the feeling for me.
He suddenly stopped and confessed. His hands were out like he were praying. "Please", he pleaded, "I like you. Girls take one look at my cage and think I'm a member of the patriarchy or worst". I glared at him.
"I refused sex once from my girlfriend when I was 18 because I wasnt ready. She called the police. I thought I was going to get a warning but the police found out my dad was a member of the patriarchy who I was made an example of".
He suddenly started sucking my cock again. His mountainous manly body engrossed in my pleasure. He paused again.
I looked down at him he spoke. "I do like you, you've made me laugh unlike anyone in a while. Can we try and make this work and maybe you could grant me my freedom and we could be together?"
He stood up. Shuffled me towards the toilet in his suit jacket shirt and shoes. Then mounted me. He held my GIS cock and his arse ate it up as he sat on it. My GIS went into overload as he started to ride me. I held his hair and pulled it back as his hips rippled on me. I pulled him close.
"I dont know if I like you" we stared at each other panting. "But I do like you enough that I'll grant write a letter tomorrow to the courts". He kissed me desperately I held his hips as he bounced on me. I stopped him again. "I'd like to take you out to dinner after this weekend". We smirk at each other. He replied in that cheeky way I saw in him before, "only if you fuck me in the restaurant toilets" we laughed and then held our mouths to silence ourselves as a group walked past the toilet.
He kissed me. Started his hips again slowly. We were very close to one another. There was true chemistry it was quite sensual. I looked down and saw precum was dribbling from his cage and getting on my dress. I pushed him off of me and turned him round. He held my cock between his legs and maneuvered it to his arsehole. I held my cock as he sucked it up. He bounced on it for a while and although I could feel I was getting there. It was too noisy and it would have taken too long.
I stood him up and pushed him over to the mirror. Bent him over and blasted into him.
I stood behind him in all my feminine beauty, just as I loved. My high heels, skinny legs and flowing soft dress. My pert breasts playfully resisting being curtained by my dress. Popping out when I give little mercy. My hair swished to one side to keep it out of my face as I stare down at his hungry arse.
He a bull of a man. Submissive to my feminine ways. The indignity of wearing just formal shoes no trousers and a cage swinging between his legs. His suit jacket and shirt on top ready to get changed and look normal at any moment in this hot quick naughty and passionate act.
I reached around and held his swinging cage. It was soaking with stickiness. I asked if he came, still shagging him from behind. He nodded. He was silent when he came. Clever of him. I forgot I'll have to be quiet too.
I felt it building from the embers of my crotch. I still had a hold of his wet cage. I licked my fingers and tasted the cum. Then put my hands on his hips and stoked the fire. With every passing moment my body jerked into position. I suddenly let loose everything apart from my vocal chords. I sucked air in as I came and my body plateaued all over him. I struggled to stand in my heels and grabbed his shoulders, hair. Hips and hands as it began to subside enough for me to balance. I exhaled forever as I de-cocked.
I washed my dildo quickly as he found his trousers and readied himself.
I fixed myself also, then went to unlock the door. I turned like a bond girl. "Room 245". Then left.
I think I will write to the courts for his freedom, get his number and fuck him in a restaurant bathroom. We will see how far itll go. I do enjoy being single at the moment.
Acronyms
BOUNDARIES - new laws that exist for the safety of society.
GIS - It was clear to the Matriarchy that a lot of societal problems come directly or indirectly from, the patriarchy. This also meant to the Matriarchy it was clear that everything had to be turned upside down in order for society to be fairer and progress in peace and happiness. Therefore the government provided the female population over 18 with sophisticated strapon pants that would allow the user to be in control of sexual activities and would allow the user to reach climax when traditional means of intercourse, pre matriarchal boundaries, did not satisfy them. Government issued strapon (GIS) pants have devices (buttons) inside the pants that fulfill any needs.
PMB - After what's been named the, 'gender wars' of 2044 - 2046 the years started again. 2046 was the last Anno Domini year. Year 0 Post Matriarchal Boundaries (PMB) is the first year of the new regime.
SOCIAL STATUS SEX - sexuality is fluid so one may be heterosexual but still enjoy sex acts on members of the same sex. Since PMB more woman saddled with a GIS are finding that they have to settle social status disputes or 'pecking orders' by having social status sex with their female friends or peers.