Today I will tell you how the best meeting in my life took place, acquaintance with my Boss.

I have always loved sex and did not see anything strange in it; on the contrary, I was surprised by my peers who were not interested in anything frank. I thought about sex for the first time when I was 10 years old; I began to engage in self-satisfaction since I was 13 years old.
Strange, but I was always excited by porn movies, but erotic did not excite me at all. Perhaps coarseness in childhood caused me to fade heart and estrus)

The first film I saw was about the rape of a girl. He impressed me very much and even pleased me.
The young girl was married to a mature man, and on their first wedding night he decided to humiliate her in public. Tied her naked to the table. in the center of the big hall, and invited friends to take part in their entertainment. Unidentified men in masks and cloaks with bare members stood around the table. Seeing them, the girl was frightened and began to scream. Her fear only inflamed the men more and they laughed.
The master of the house, with a sharp movement, entered the girl and, under the screams of the men, continued to take her roughly. Blood flowed down her thighs, pain enveloped her body and shook every inch of her body. She was on the verge of losing consciousness when she realized that it was not all ...
Having finished it, he went out and entered another, then the third, the fourth ... All the men in the hall had time to try out a tidbit and the girl finally lost consciousness ...

As a child, it made a very strong impression on me and I was so excited that at that moment I realized that yes, I want to lose my virginity. I found the nail polish and with a cap stuffed it in the anal began to furiously masturbate my cunt with my finger. Waves of pleasure enveloped me, an orgasm like a huge raging wave rolled and spread inside the body, completely engulfing my mind. I have never experienced such pleasure before ...
I wanted to repeat and my pussy was all burning and flowed only from one thought.
However, I, like many, lost my virginity only at the age of 18, and my sexual mood dropped. Everything was sad and not interesting. A married man of 26 years old, a naked mattress on the floor and fast incomprehensible sex, which caused only a sea of ​​disappointments and strong pain, pulsating in the lower abdomen and a feeling of disgust ...

For a long time I did not experience the pleasure of intimate life, I thought that the whole reason was in me, until one day I met HIM, oh yes my Master. Only the thought of its existence in my life leads me to excitement and awe, the waves of excitement embrace me and I flow like a whore. Now I know that this is my essence and it does not bother me, but only pleases))

Our first online meeting took place on a dating site. Before her, I already had a decent experience of communication with men, I had quite a lot of them) but not one delivered me an orgasm. I always wanted more, longer and always felt dissatisfied. As if some part of me could not calm down and constantly repeated her clear desire to fuck with even a pillar, but just to get a little closer to that feeling when I finally say enough, I'm pretty.
At first, our acquaintance proceeded as usual, we clarified each other's interests, and I casually mentioned the number of my partners, just to surprise or maybe shock him. But it was not strange that he was surprised and he said nothing, it began to unnerve me, because he just smiled. It seemed to me he knows some secret that I do not know. Oh yes, I should definitely find out exactly what was hiding under this seductive captivating smile.

He offered me a massage and his hands slid so smoothly over my body that my thoughts were just below the belt. They say that girls do not think about sex and it is the prerogative of men only. But is it?
I constantly think about him and constantly want a lot of sex, and I am ready at any moment, in any place to surrender.But the problem is that men do not see this and often themselves are afraid to offer the girl a direct proximity.
As soon as the massage was over, I expected to continue, but no, it did not come ... and this disappointed me. However, an unexpected kiss on the neck drove me crazy. It was as if I were electrocuted, the discharge was so powerful that I even forgot how to speak ... The words seemed to be stuck in my throat and a moan broke from my lips. My body craved him, the excitement was so strong that I was ready to faint if he did not take me ...

The owner looked at me and said before the meeting, left ...
How? What for? Why didn't he take me? Thoughts were rushing in my brain, I was so excited that I was ready to climb the wall, scream how much I want him and tear my clothes off, but he just left ...
It was inhuman, rude, but just exciting.
I spent the whole evening and part of the night at the laptop. I watched porn and violently jerked off, in an effort to finally experience an orgasm and stop thinking about him, about the Boss ... but could not.

His face, his behavior and words constantly appeared in my memory and the excitement appeared again ...
That night I could not finish ... All night I dreamed of his lips and wandering hands over my body, as he undressed me and caressed my body, but he did not undress himself and most importantly he concealed ...
Even in a dream, I could not imagine how bright and passionate our sex could be, and even in a dream, he shied away from me, which pissed me off completely ...
In the morning I woke up broken and just as hell wanting sex ... I could surrender to anyone and even thought to surrender to some homeless person, because he was the first who met me on the way to work, but then I checked myself that I was not completely crazy and I have a little more, quite a bit but I can control myself ...

At the second and third meeting, he continued to drive me crazy, but he did not show his body a single bit, did not even take off his shirt, and even after receiving a discharge, I could not be satisfied. My brain refused to accept such a reality. It seems to me that I was in such a stream of endless excitement that even the air around was electrified. My nipples were standing around the clock and I constantly had to run into the toilet and podkryvat quietly whining like a bitch.

Even the rare discharges did not help me ... And then the day came X.
We met again and his hands just played on my body. I felt like a stringed instrument, and his hands tuned each of my strings causing a response in my soul and music from my mouth. On this day he was extremely gentle. I do not really like romance and snot, but this time it was just necessary for me. My body melted in his hands as if frozen in 40 degree heat.
The orgasm rolled over the orgasm, my body shook with a shiver, and the screams probably stunned all the neighbors. I was like jelly, clay from which he could sculpt ... On this day, I realized that I was phenomenally in love and was ready to dissolve in the hands of this person once and for all.

At this moment I could agree with any of his desire and do anything, everything that he did not want. His power over me amazed and frightened me, but it brought me great pleasure. After sex, he left again and I was in the fantasy of sleep all night. Excitement rolled on me in waves, sex with him all the time was spinning in my head and I was constantly finishing, even in a dream he was controlling me.

The next morning I woke up and was shocked by the sheets, she was all crushed and all wet ... So much juice probably never stood out from me. My thighs were wet and slimy right up to my knees ... Mmm, how did he turn me on. Passionately masturbating myself, I got dressed and went to work.
Work on this day was not very successful, because my thoughts were far away in another direction ...

Now we live together and our intimate life with every moment becomes brighter and more beautiful.
To be continued))