for almost 10 years to convince that there is nothing shameful and dirty, that his attitude towards me does not change if I kiss his member or lick the head, that he will kiss and caress me between my legs with pleasure, and that he does not experience any discomfort neither in hygienic terms (of course, after a shower), nor in moral terms.

In general, if I lost vaginal virginity for 1 time and at once, then in the oral tail of the dog was cut in parts, at least 5 meetings were held, each of which had a movement forward. He kissed my lower lips; he licked the clitoris, opening the sponge with his hands; I kissed the trunk of the penis as far as possible from the head; I licked my head and immediately recoiled, wiping my tongue on his shoulder; and finally, knowing that in terms of the yard punks we still had pizdolysis and kuesoska, oral-genital contact still occurred, I released the brakes, and so I sucked him at the 5th meeting, in full agreement with my fantasies, that he shook his head for a long time and thought whether to express disbelief in my supposedly oral virginity, or consider me a talent from birth?

Actually, the barriers on this were swept away, the pleasantness of the fantasies was fully reinforced by practical experience, and since that time not a single member of my partner has passed my mouth. By kuni I am a little different. This is not at all an obligatory element of my sex, and the current indiscriminate kunimaniya, which is very common on the Internet, when every second man (or rather, quite young guys) begins with a sentence to peel, doesn’t please me. Cooney is not to poke a couple of times with an unshaven mug in the most tender areas of my body, Cooney should be able to do and love to do. And what is even more remarkable, if young people are now much more susceptible to oral sex, then among men - my peers and older ones, can you imagine, there are still instances whose convictions have ossified at the level of courtyards 14-15 years. Just recently, a man met me, made an appointment. I sit in his car, talk. It seems such a solid uncle, the speech is correct, there are no visible tattoos, there are no visible tattoos, that is, he did not sit in prison, most likely. It was agreed that we would have an intimate meeting in the evening, and here he said to me: “You know, do not be offended, but I will not kiss you”. In me, such anger woke up, I say to him: “Why? Because I take it in my mouth, right? ” He nods. “Because I give pleasure to such fat pigs, yes? This is such a gratitude to me for a good attitude, isn't it? ”It is silent, but it’s understandable that the hunchback will correct the grave. I sent him away, went out, slamming the door. It's a shame, honest word ... "

I have said above that I do not clearly remember what thoughts Marina expressed in the cafe on the first date, which during the intimate meeting and which after - on the Internet. But this particular episode with the “fat pig” was told to me in a cafe, and it was obvious that she was really going through, trying with her whole body and soul to bring more pleasure to the men, but sometimes bumping into a contemptuous attitude. I put my hand over hers and say, "I will kiss you, you can be sure." Understanding this phrase as my desire to kiss her immediately, she fearfully looks up at me: “Do not you dare, I have a waitress in my cafe”. I actually didn’t mean now, really, why compromise a married woman, but during an intimate meeting, but since she understood so much, and this is important for her: “Not here, do not be afraid.But today I will definitely kiss you on the lips. ” In her eyes jump devils: “Today there will be no sex, I have a lot of work, and I also have to go to relatives from here”. The absence of sex is not yet a guarantee for the lack of kisses, but I answer her “but you will see” and we continue the conversation.

The continuation of the story of Marina about anal sex and other things:
“With anal sex was a slightly different situation. Yes, in my fantasies he was also present, played not the most important, but also an important role, the role of a sort of dessert, raisin, bonus for a partner. From the heart, having smelled and sucking, I gave a worthy partner access to the back hole, getting not physiological, but moral pleasure from my own debauchery. Why is not physiological? And precisely because the ass is not pussy, it does not have a hymen, and I could safely insert into it various objects, starting from my own finger. Well, it was not so hot. At the beginning of the masturbation session, the subject in the pope was clearly perceived with pain and discomfort, and I never had masochistic desires and fantasies, as well as sadistic and upper ones. The subject in the middle of the session was perceived, if not with pain, but as a distraction, a hindrance to the achievement of an orgasm. He could be tolerated, but the buzz was not his presence, but deliverance from him. And only being on the very verge of an orgasm, and in the very first seconds of lifting up and lowering the waves into the abyss, did this object give additional pleasant sensations, colorize the orgasm with other colors. And that is not always!

Amusingness was also in the fact that the public attitude to anal sex was more tolerant than shouter. Yes, definitely a decent wife and the mother of the family should not have allowed in relation to her intrusion into the hellish gates, but with these disembodied angels - the ideals of yard hooligans - came to the point of absurdity. They thought for a woman “zapadlo” even to take a member in her hand, they had serious discussions on the topic, whether sex in a pose of a cancer or a rider is acceptable for a decent woman! And laughter, and sin, in one word! But returning to anal sex, for some girls, it was permissible to think that by giving in to the boy’s requests or to his direct compulsion, she would be sodomized. It was important to endure the pain, but this sex was not considered degrading and dirty. Moreover, he could be considered dirty for a guy, he wants to stick his expensive body into shit - let it fuss. It turned out that I in this matter turned out to be more conservative than others, despite the fact that I considered them extremely backward strata of the population. They were ready to occasionally surrender to the beloved boyfriend, but to hold the anal completely from beginning to end. I was also ready to occasionally give my ass to any guy, but only at the last minute of sex, not ready to sacrifice my pleasure for the pleasure of my partner.

I didn’t dare to anal defloration for a long time, and I want to say that until my 19 years old (that is, the age when I started doing blowjob) the offers to print my ass were much more than from 19 to 25 when it really happened. It is understandable, up to 19 idle partners persuaded me to try and scream and anal. And after 19, knowing that the mouth and pussy were at their disposal, they were not particularly eager to become pioneers in this matter.

Probably, you expect that since an adult with a solid experience was my guide to the world of oral sex, then a gray-haired aksakal had to make an introduction to anal sex too? I thought so too, but it turned out quite differently. I was fucked in the ass by a yellow-headed chick, almost a virgin-looking, cute boy, my girlfriend's younger brother, whom I sunk for doll beauty in my turn, but also wanted him to suddenly not turn blue, he really was and outwardly, and the behavior is soft and modest.

In the very seduction, there was no difficulty. Leaving his sister in the evening, she asked to see her off to a stop, allegedly afraid of street hooligans pestering him. I think that if the hooligans stuck, I would rather have him defended than vice versa. And if their preponderance in forces would be significant, then they would fuck me with him for a couple, and do not go to the fortuneteller.At the bus stop she talked a bit with him, saw how he was embarrassed and reddening, but also how glad he was standing with such a spectacular girl. Feeling that he would understand the role of “plumbing” or “electrician” in the literal sense, and begin to search for me throughout the city for the most qualified craftsmen, I did not complain to a leaking faucet or a faulty outlet, but asked me to come back tomorrow heavy table, sincerely hoping that he had enough sense to come alone, and not with a brigade of movers.

In sex, the guy turned out to be not a blunder, it was not I who saw his beauty and wished to use her, of course, not to call an experienced man, but Moscow was not built at once, and in 17 years, having me as the third or fourth woman in my life is not bad at all. In general, he fucks me with cancer, strokes my buttocks, back, sides, everything is very gentle and affectionate, I feel that I am admiring the hole of the anus, because it is pushing my buttocks in the process, and is supposedly inadvertently concerned. And plucking up courage asks:
- Can I get you in the ass?

This “ass” and his intonation killed me. Not in the ass and not in the ass, not in the ass and not in the anus, namely in the ass, as they say little kids, "went to the pot, baby? Umnichka, let me wipe your ass. I just imagined that this sissy would be me, too, in general, a small and tiny brunette, fucking in the ass, almost finished. I answer that yes, if he is now, without interrupting the fucking, wet his fingers with saliva and thoroughly moisturize me. He does everything as it should, I even have a presentiment that he has experience in anal sex (and it turned out, then he told me that of the three past women in his ass, they gave everything, and only one took in his mouth). His penis, not very long and thick, just ideal for anal sex, walks measuredly in my vagina, and already three fingers with the same frequency - in the anus, and it doesn’t hurt me, I don’t say that it’s already super pleasant, but I like it, situationally like it not physiologically. And when, a little later, the body also began to respond, I told him to permute a member, which he did quickly, but carefully and skillfully. My hand fell on the clitoris, naturally, but it seemed to me that she played the second violin in that symphony of orgasm, which soon overtook me. The first violin was still a member of the pope, and the conductor was my brain, constantly giving signals to the body “I fuck my ass, fuck me in the ass, I jerk my clit, pushing the anal orgasm, this shy little boy has me in the ass, what a buzz”

Do you think that since then anal has become an indispensable dish of my menu? Yeah, I thought so too. Keep your pocket wider! Knowing that the priest also needs rest, I skip past two random lovers, but on the third day, with joy and coquetry, I tell my more or less constant loser that access to the hole was forbidden until that time. He, too, was delighted. To such an extent that he wanted to go there immediately. I persuaded that let's start with cancer as usual, then as I say, move it. Not suffered, an infection! I fucked a bit, put my finger in the ass, made sure that I was not indignant, as happened before, well, I thought it was ready. How to put your unit, and much larger than a member of that nice little boy. I already howled, jumped and kicked him. I seriously wanted in the balls, I’m sorry that I missed, I hit my thigh with my foot. He, too, in neponyatka, bumps me: “Well, I wanted to start with me, I understand, so said, I would have smeared it with gel, gently, tea is not the first one you’ll be analized for the first time, but you say access is open. Far from being open, just know. ” In general, it remains to this day. Not always and not with everyone, only if it is very much excited and rickety, I am getting close to an orgasm, then you can finish it in the ass. In a different way, not that I can’t, not a girl for a long time, but simply — I don’t want to. And I do not! "