The air conditioning was beating down on my legs and I couldn't forget for a second what it felt like to walk like that.I walked into a store, picked out two different skirts, asked for smaller sizes, and went to the fitting room. While I was trying on the second skirt—I was actually still wearing it—the curtain suddenly opened! The saleswoman came in with other styles and opened the curtain without asking anything first… when her eyes dropped and saw my bare skin, she froze. I wasn't imagining it: she saw I wasn't wearing underwear.
Our relationship has always been a deep and relentless exploration of the world of BDSM, an intricate dance where I, as Master, proudly observe the mastery with which she, my Dominant, commands not only me, but now also a new submissive we've decided to incorporate into our unique dynamic. This is no mere fantasy; it's a lifestyle, a carefully constructed universe where dark desires and limits are tested with watchmaker precision. In this ecosystem of pleasure and pain, we find a young woman in her early twenties, with ebony hair and green eyes that blended fear and excitement in an irresistible combination. Though inexperienced, she displayed a curiosity bordering on addiction, a thirst for submission she could barely conceal. She was ready to surrender herself to the commands of my partner, this goddess of cruel wisdom whom I so admired.
We entered the specialty together; she's a little younger than me—24, I'm 26. She's not exactly my body type: lightly tanned white skin, small breasts, but with hips that stand out discreetly. Her butt isn't bad at all; you can tell she used to work out. I think it was her smile, her personality, that started to catch my attention.Ever since we met, I've been teasing her, always jokingly, never to make her feel bad. It's my way of getting attention. She always fought back, then started getting closer (although I suspected she really wanted to be close to me rather than actually face me).
Hello, my name is Castro (fictitious name), I am a 24-year-old boy, strong and healthy.My mother is a 38-year-old woman, she is young and well preserved, red-haired, short, a little chubby, white and with silicone.
In the first story, I told you in general terms what my wife and I had done, but it all began at a time, both individually and as a couple. I'd already had a girlfriend with whom we'd had threesomes and a few partner swaps; we'd had sex with friends, both male and female, and it was delicious... until she left me because she met one guy who had a huge cock (according to what she told me... and I have a normal one, six inches, circumcised and a little crooked to the left), and she liked the other guy's cock better, especially because she, despite being so young, had a very large and rather limp pussy. And that's why I liked putting my cock between her ass more because it gave me more of a squeeze.
I'll be on vacation for the next two weeks, so I'll have time to write more and tell you about us and the delicious sexual experiences we've had, individually and as a couple. It's been more than 20 lust-filled years of marriage, and we've enjoyed every second of it. Of course, we've also had bad experiences, but even those have taught us a lot. I'll tell you about some of them another time. Some of the bad ones have been disasters, and others have even made us laugh because of what happened or how ridiculous they were. But the vast majority have been excellent, and we've never regretted anything we've experienced in this world of sexual freedom.
In my constant search for situations that deviate from the routine of sex in marriage, I thought about an erotic massage. I decided to talk about it with my wife, who actually found it interesting. But when I mentioned that the idea would be massages and caresses in the most intimate areas, she immediately closed all the doors and called me crazy.
We went to the beach for the weekend. My husband invited a couple to go too. We arrived first. I had brought a layette for the baby of the caretaker's wife, who was pregnant. Everything was deserted, as it wasn't the season, but it was a very hot day. We arrived Friday afternoon, and the couple arrived that evening.