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EXODUS1 -> Your first Visit (3/18/2008 11:36:04 AM)

How does or did your first visit make you feel?
 
Not the actual visit, but right before you actually met the person.
What was running or in some cases racing thru your mind?
 
I've been told for some it was an Adrenaline rush.
 
Exodus1[sm=book.gif]



Shawn1066 -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 11:41:19 AM)

"I must be crazy."

DV's Fox




stella41b -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 11:43:12 AM)

Message deleted due to fingers being operative before brain had a chance to think.



chamberqueen -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 11:45:24 AM)

I had really been looking forward to it - we were to meet in a restaurant.  I left early enough so that I should have been there 20 minutes early and was so excited about thinking just how I would sit, how charming I would be, etc.  Instead I got lost.  My cell phone wasn't working and I had a hard time finding a pay phone.  I finally got in touch with the restaurant and was able to talk to the man, explaining what had happened.  It was winter and the cold wind blew all of the curl out of my hair. 

He agreed to wait for me and was pretty friendly about it.  He was on the phone when I got there and just motioned for me to sit down.  I figured that I deserved being ignored for being 40 minutes late.  (I had to stop a total of 4 times to get directions because each person was a little wrong.)  I got up once to use the restroom and checked the mirror to make sure that all of the proper buttons on my button down dress were still fastened.  (They are shell and tend to slip.)  I sat back down at the bar next to him and he leaned over and said that I didn't have to start stripping yet.  It was a fairly low necked dress, and the three buttons below the top one had all come undone, exposing my bra and belly.  I was so embarrassed!

It probably did me good in the long run to be humbled - between being late, my hair no longer being done beautifully, and the dress falling open.  At that point there was no more pretense of trying to be perfect.  He was impressed that I thought to call.  The lunch was a type of interview to see if he would choose to have a session with me, and I must have impressed him through all of the errors because we had one.  (Then my necklace got stuck in the bedspread and I had to have him rescue me from the covers!)  Things didn't go according to my mental plan at all, but it turns out that they went better than I had ever guessed they would.  Tomorrow I am to be collared.  : )



mnottertail -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 11:45:49 AM)

I always have some jitters, will we click, will she be at all what I have imagined, will I be at all what she imagined, that sort of thing.

Ron 



Lashra -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 11:48:20 AM)

I was nervous because we had been together "online" for over a year so I was hoping what we felt there would transfer over into real life. Yes it did and we are both very happy.[:D]

~Lashra



closetmonkey -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 11:52:02 AM)

It depends on how you define 'first'! :)

When I was a young man still, a leatherman-type who I really looked up to, took me to a very private club in L.A. I had never truly seen the 'real' side of the whole BDSM scene in general- but I wasn't innocent or anything. It was a whim, when he made a joke about me not trusting him anymore if he took me to HIS favourite evening hangout, and I just said- how would he know? I'd never been there!

He took me... and I still remember the feeling VERY vividly!

Walking in, the process of merging with the few mingling in the outer area, all of that was... well... normal. I liked the people, I liked the place... and then we walked through this open doorway area, and into the main club....

Wow.

Yeah, my fairly fresh eyes scanned a room where people were PLAYING in... in the open! (imagine the open mouth, or the gasp! I don't even recall that part) I Was Thrilled.

Then he pointed UP.

It took my eyes a while, to make out what the black figure was, against the black ceiling... and when I did, I got one of those chills that hits you like an orgasm (those are the best!) It was a guy in leather and straps, suspended from the ceiling, looking down on everything. Not an inch of him was bare, save his eyes... I had /never/ seen that before, so I was in AWE.

Sometimes it's about innocence, but I had seen the suits before- on manniquins and such, even! ...but never... a real human being, watching a whole bunch of human beings... you know? That, to me, was a defining part of my own 'first' experiences! Even everything else that happened that day and night pales by comparision to that awesome feeling of startlement and arousal. :)



Taintedblood -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 12:03:59 PM)

With the current person I'm with now i well it was weird and quick to be honest and I didn't believe that he was coming till he rang 5 mins away from my house to get directions and we only really decided about an hour before that he was coming i didn't have time to get nervous or dressed



verysweet -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 12:11:15 PM)

Anticipation galore, more than the jitters or first-meeting nerves.  And I didn't have to wait long to meet him -- 3 weeks --  that to me was a good sign.  Heck, I'd have met him sooner but we both already had things scheduled. 

On the way there, I distinctly remember thinking:   "Warp speed, Scotty!"-- I simply couldn't get there fast enough.   I felt like I imagine Ralphie did waiting for the Red Rider BB gun on Christmas morning, only I didn't have to dress up in the heinous rabbit costume first.

I knew that if this person was 1/10th as wonderful in person as he was online, that I had hit the proverbial jackpot.   I couldn't have been more right.  And what a wonderful  feeling I had leaving him that night --- there is no greater confidence boost than knowing your instincts have served you well yet again.

















camille65 -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 12:27:00 PM)

chamberqueen your post made me laugh because it sounds just like something I would go through.. I can get lost standing still lol. As far as my first visit went, we had been talking online/phone for about a year. He flew me down to Atlanta and had a key waiting at the desk for me (he was in an all day conference). I was so nervous on the flight, sweaty twitchy nervous & wondering if I was about to meet an ax murderer. Once I got to the hotel I was nearly petrified, I'm not good with new situations or with meeting people but I really really wanted to follow through with this. To at least meet this man I'd been talking to for so long. I got to the room, put away my stuff and curled up in a chair to wait for him.Somehow I fell asleep lol. I woke up and saw him standing just inside the door quietly watching me with a smile on his face. He scooped me up from the chair and kissed me. Then he told me to strip. (Much much later he told me that he was sure I was going to bolt out the door I looked so nervous). It was the most wonderful week of my life. We are still in a long distance thingie and he still makes me strip immediately to try and get me over my shyness.Last month we hit our 8 year mark and I received a gold collar.Things have turned out far far better than I could have imagined but nothing will ever be as exciting as that very first visit in a strange city with a strange man!



sillyfool -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 1:05:56 PM)

quote:

ORIGINAL: Shawn1066

"I must be crazy."

DV's Fox




That is exactly what went through my head my first meeting...  >.<



DrummerDom -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 1:23:28 PM)

I love the first meeting.  It's an experience I haven't had nearly enough of (but I'd still be saying that if i was meeting someone new everyday).

The sub and I had arranged to meet a week beforehand.  We arranged a general place to meet (the entrance to a public mall) and a time.  about five minutes till, I called her and asked her to stand up and wave.  She had no idea who she was waving to, but she did.  I thanked her, hung up the phone and started walking towards her.  The feeling was very predatory, honestly.  We spent the day wandering around the city, checking out the park trails, lunch at steak and shake, and even went shopping for a few little things for her to wear the next weekend. 

It was a great feeling. 




TallDarkAndWitty -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 1:29:02 PM)

At this point, I don't think I could count the number of "first visits" I have had in my life.  (Does that make me a slut?  If so, is that a bad thing? :)  I still get butterflies, but the "OMG what a rush" feeling isn't really there anymore. 

There are some very special occasions, like when I have been talking to someone online for a while, but haven't been able to meet due to distance or other circumstances.  Those times can really get me going...but for just a meet with someone local, I have walked that road a bit too many times to really lose my head.

Hmm...I think I am getting a bit cynical.  I need someone to knock me off my feet.  *laughing*

Taggard



marieToo -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 1:33:25 PM)

I'm always a nervous wreck before (and during) that first meeting, and if I'm given a lot of space to move around in, it's even worse.  It's so much easier when the guy just walks in and takes control away from me at minute one. 



TallDarkAndWitty -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 1:36:11 PM)

quote:

ORIGINAL: marieToo
It's so much easier when the guy just walks in and takes control away from me at minute one. 


I find this is very true.  When I set up a meeting, I make it clear that even if there is no defined D/s role, I like to be in charge, and if that dynamic is not there from the moment we make eye contact, it will just never work.

Walking in and taking control happens to be something I am quite good at...  *smile*

Taggard



Real_Trouble -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 4:21:32 PM)

I, at the time, had two broken fingers, several stitches, and a badly sprained knee, and was trying to make sure I could walk like a normal human being (which is funny, as I'm generally not terribly normal).  I believe my paramount concern was not falling over.

I highly recommend physical injury as a distraction.  Okay, perhaps not, but it is amusing in retrospect.



DesFIP -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 4:59:26 PM)

The first meet? I was hyperventilating, I was so scared. He was just wonderful. We walked around the mall where we met for half an hour until I calmed down. Then went to have breakfast.



Kirren -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 5:02:41 PM)

I am a very anti social person. When I go to meet some one for the first time...I know that they will be judging Me...I dont care. They have the same option that I do...get up and walk out or stay and be cool.

As a rule I require a meeting for coffee in a vanilla setting before anything ever happens, even for clients. But I am not the best at vocalizing, or typing for that matter (today anyway) what I want to say. So I get a lil anxious.

But I always look for what the person says that they are as compared to what I see....and I find things that we have in common to talk about....and we relax and things tend to go well. It helps that I have a decent sense of humor and I always come in making comments that make people laugh....

But I am always always always secretly nervous.



BRNaughtyAngel -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 5:09:55 PM)

He and I met at our local BDSM club by chance, so that wasn't planned.  But the first time we were "together", He was still pretty much a stranger that I met at the local BDSM club.

So when I drove up to His house my first thought was, Ooooooo, it's so pretty out here.... if He kills me [sm=whoa.gif], I hope He buries me over there by the pond cuz it's nice right there. [sm=mrpuffy.gif][sm=lol.gif]



Littlepita -> RE: Your first Visit (3/18/2008 5:55:52 PM)

We had been talking and planning our future for 10 months online. We had never met face to face until the day he came to my sister's home to pick me up and bring me to the home he had just set up for us in another state. It was my 40th birthday and I was a nervous wreck. The only thing that made me feel better was seeing how nervous he was. It's been two years since that day and I couldn't be happier if I tried. [:)]



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