I started the day quickly about myself. Recently I moved to dusty Moscow from a small urban-type settlement where I lived with a granny ... She moved unusually about what she would be talking about. 18 years old student, sometimes wear glasses, with excess fat is not seen. In general, from the total mass of other girls, nothing special. Outside. Probably this is still not an ordinary sex story, how much confession about yourself, about the desires that have grown into reality. Desire to be heard, secret thoughts but in the ear.

The moral state of today's society makes us behave more chastely, restrained, decently. Most sexual “deviations" that society is not ready to accept due to its traditional nature are subject to taboos. Free expression of sexual desires, preferences will most often be censured. Perhaps it all sounds like discontent, but it makes me happy. And I will explain why.

It just so happened that we judge a person solely by dressing behavior and actions. Although often his secret life can in no way reflect on real life. You communicate in a certain environment of people, think of something different about them, but you can’t even imagine the reality. And this is a plus. Plus, because no one will ever know your secret desires, which in the eyes of a person can be a vice.

Without exception, my friends do not look at all as anxious davalki. And the guys run around, get them. However, due to close communication with them, I know oh how much.

So am I. I have always considered myself a sexually active teenager. Although not many people knew about it. I like to masturbate for example. All of course love. But I love in a special way. I go out into the woods, undress and hide clothes, go a little bit away, and masturbate standing. In a voice. But I love not just moaning. I like to talk about how I like everything. About that with whatever great pleasure I would have just done a blowjob. The conversation itself is yes, yes. In this all of me excites exactly the idea that people perceive me differently. Not at all. I am not afraid to be caught. I know places where exactly nobody happens. And since I was 17, thanks to the internet, I occasionally meet with a married couple. With whom we had a great time with them and in the same forest. With whom I first tried the role of submission. And also the reception of the “golden rain” which is condemned by everyone. Who has now many hours of videotape sex with me. But I knew that no one would ever see them.

However, I was not looking for relationships. They, unlike simple sex, take a large amount of time, interfere with my studies, which I have always treated with great responsibility. Although fans ran, but were successfully sewn. On this reputation was almost that botan. Although friends and company were.

And in August of this year, I did. Farewell to the hinterland, hello Moscow. But I didn’t want to live in a hostel at all. Drunkenness, dope, constant noise and parties. I do not like it all. I thought to rent an apartment. However, there was no money to rent an apartment. I was already resigned to the fact that I would have to live in a hostel when I came across an article. The article told about the new European fashion to be shared with people, but to pay for sex services and fulfilling certain requirements when living. For a couple of days I doubted watching the sites. But living in a dormitory with crazy students who were always drinking even scared. And I decided. Began to throw your ad everywhere. The student will remove a separate room for sex. Next to a certain metro. The most interesting thing is that at first few people responded. The very first was an Uzbek with his wife (!!). Also scared that they wrote and married couples with children, some sort of gypsies. And it was already the end of the month and it was worth going. I wrote requirements, strictly from 50 years. This age was chosen precisely because there will be no attachment to me, any blackmail. Decent age. And the couple I met before that age was.

But for some reason people ignored my demands and wrote all the young people. It was necessary to otshivat very, very many. But at that moment when it already seemed to me that I would not find it was written to me. And I need to say very lucky. And I live with him since September.

It is natural to tell you about him, but I will try.

For 50 years. Professor. Full. With a great sense of humor. Smooth shaved second chin. I looked at the photo of the apartment on the Internet. Do not believe. Through too good. 17th floor. Excellent antique renovation and a lot of the same antique pieces. Three rooms and a very large room. Agreed to meet. Will get acquainted. Well, so I looked at the apartment.

I was watching the apartment right away on the suitcases. My grandmother did not drive me over 200 km, I thought that I was in a hostel. And I had only two options. Or the truth in a hostel or to this professor. Since the other options were horror.

The only thing he asked at my arrival, for some reason a passport, to make sure of my age and ... emancipation.

Leaving things in time in the storage chambers at the station, I went. Honestly, the heart, despite all my sexual emancipation, pounded madly.

Got quickly. Tall house, guarded territory, intercom. Going up on the elevator to the floor I saw a chic antique door. Nikolay (the name has been changed) greeted me with joy after ringing the doorbell. However, going inside, he immediately stopped me, asking if I remember about the documents and emancipation? After a positive response and checking the passport, he suddenly approached me and began passionately kissing me. I did not even understand and did not have time to begin to resist. Also he abruptly released me from the embrace. He said that I was done and began to show me my room. I was a little shocked, but slowly it all began to excite me.

The room struck me. The same cool old renovation, a mirror almost to the ceiling, a bed and a computer desk. It all seemed so true from the 19th century. I was wildly delighted. Then he showed me a bathroom that looked more like a small pool. I could not hide my delight with him and he saw it. But ahead of them had to discuss payment details. He suggested that I wash for a start and go to him. Clothing while leaving the bathroom. I was counting on sex and quickly agreed.

Came out to him in a spacious hall. Absolutely naked with a little raw head. The excitement in my chest just shook. He offered to sit opposite him in a chair. Said to spread his legs. Next to him was a camera on a tripod. I was preparing that he would just fuck me right now, but this did not happen. He just said start masturbating and listening. I just could not. I thought my chest would burst right now. The situation is the most fantastic. I am absolutely naked, sitting in front of an unfamiliar, almost elderly man, moaning, nodding my head masturbating and listening to his conditions. He spoke in a calm, even tone looking me straight in the eyes.

The conditions were unexpected, but at that moment I just could not disagree. Actually since then I live by them.

He has the right to ask for sex at any time convenient for him, except of course for my personal affairs and studies. I have the full right to privacy, but already to her. He has the right to take photos and video of my life in his apartment. Naturally confidential. He likes to drive me around the apartment on a leash, occasionally slapping his palm on the vagina.

I have no right to wear clothes in his apartment, none at all. Of course, with the exception of menstruation. He rarely comes to him, but those who come know about his passions and I shouldn't be embarrassed about them either. His friends came with their wives who talked with him about something that was not quite clear to me. At the same time I should be among them. They touched me. I masturbated for them and did blowjob and cunnilingus. I liked it.

In sex, he likes to dominate. To work with me in such a way that he enjoyed. Every day I give him a blowjob, and he responded with nothing. It also turned out that he loves golden rain. Only issue. After that, I have to thank him. All this I more than like.He refers to me by name, I only refer to him on “you” and by name and patronymic. Loves to kiss very much. Right here so very much in love. Fucks mostly cancer in the hall. I don't go to the room to him, I can't. However, he does not behave like a tyrant, but vice versa. As a kind and cheerful man.

But the most amazing thing is that it does not interfere with my usual life, I calmly learn, sit on the Internet and walk. Among my classmates, no one can even think for a second how I live. And never know. I have been living like this for a month now. And I am more than pleased with my position. I'm not going to look for a guy. Nikolai gives money, but does not attach to me at all.

And sometimes sitting on pairs I look at my group and I think, what do I know about them? What are they doing left alone with themselves, or a person they trust? Probably for this and our society is wonderful. All the brightest colors are under gray (if not all) wrappers. One has only to dig. And there is the universe.