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I am a terribly curious person! I would like to try everything new immediately. Some people will say that it would be better if you prefer to hold back something, but I’m like that. Especially when it comes to love, sex and passion I want to know everything. I was able to satisfy many things from my curiosity with books.
But you can learn everything from books?
I would say no! Because if you experience it yourself, it is something completely different than if you only read it. So often a test person who could show me how it really was. Most of the time it was men that I hardly or not at all. Again, some people would say that something like that does not send themselves, but I did it anyway.
My special curiosity was awakened when I had a book about bondage games and the like.
Before that I heard about Sado/Maso, I preferred not to try it out because I was afraid of the pain. But in this book it stood that Sado/Maso could also be practiced without violence. So I became so curious that I wanted to try it out. But where should I get a man who had a clue about it? I could probably just ask everyone.
And you don’t see his tendencies on the face of a man. So how could I best do it to find such a man?As so often in my life, chance came to my help. I was traveling with a few friends. We just moved around the houses again, got to know new people and had a lot of fun.
All in all a nice evening. In a pub where we wanted to drink a few beer, I got to know Axel. He didn’t look bad, even if he wasn’t my guy. We got on from the first moment.
Our entertainment went over all possible topics. We laughed together about the smallest things together. He was really very nice. My friends wanted to go on at some point.
I asked Axel if he didn’t want to join us. He agreed and went with us. We kept talking. At some point we had to have lost sight of my friends.
But that didn’t bother us.
Somehow we had to have come to the subject of sex. In any case, he then told me that he likes it if the partner cannot move her hands, so it is helplessly at the mercy of the man. I asked him if he thinks it was nice to add other pain? He just laughed and replied that such games could be driven without pain. Then I told him that I wanted to try something like that.
He looked at me for a long time, then he said if I would trust him. I was a bit of afraid, but I told him that I would trust him. He asked me if I wouldn’t like to come to him, I could also call a friend beforehand to tell her where I was. So I called from the next phone booth my girlfriend left, left the name and address of Axel on her answering machine and went to him.
The first impression of his apartment on me was something like fear.
But after the first fright it was rather amusing. His apartment was kept in very dark tones. Pictures hung on the walls that showed tied people during sex games. The pictures were illuminated by individual colorful lights.
Actually, it looked very nice and wouldn’t hang in the middle of the room in the middle of the ceiling where leather handcuffs were attached. I asked him what you could use for. He then told me that it was part of the correct equipment of a dominatrix or a gentleman if you were involved slaves worked. I suspected that Axel made something professional and I asked him.
He then said that there are also people who do not make something professional, but would live in a relationship with a slave. I asked him where his slave was and he told me that it was so common with them that one was so common The slave would also lend to another gentleman. I couldn’t really imagine all of this, but said nothing else.
Now he asked me if I still wanted to know what it is like to sleep with a man. I wanted to know.
So he first showed me what “tools” for such games. I couldn’t remember the names of the individual objects. But there was a huge amount of things for something like that. Then he showed me bedroom.
It was overwhelming. It was a large room with heavy red curtains on the windows. The walls were covered with mirror tiles, and in the middle of the room there was a large brass bed covered with a red silk paint. When I looked at the blanket, I also saw mirrors there.
There were lamps in the four corners of the room that spread a steamed light in the room. The carpet was black and very soft. You had the feeling that you would sink into him. The only thing there was on the bed was a big pillow, otherwise there was nothing more to see.
He stepped on the one wall, right next to the door, pressed against the mirror, and a door opened.
Behind it came a closet in which many things came out leather and chains were. He also explained these things exactly to me. Slowly every feeling of fear gave way to me and I was just curious about what he would do with me. He said that I should go fresh, take off my things and let them in the bathroom.
He showed me the door to the bathroom and left me alone. Somehow I was completely quiet, although I should actually be afraid. But there was still curiosity there. I pulled out, put the things clean on the stool that stood in the bathroom and stood in the shower.
Then I wrapped myself in a towel that was hung on a chop and left the bathroom.
He was waiting for me at the door to the bedroom. He too was wrapped in a towel and freshly showered. He took my hand and took me to the bed on which two leather straps were located. He told me I didn’t need to be afraid, and if I didn’t want it anymore, I could end it at any time.
I should only tell him if I had enough, then he would stop immediately. He then gently took my left hand and put one of the two leather straps around my wrist. Two long leather cords were attached to one side, which he was now wrapping around my wrist and then knotted. Then he took my other hand and attached the other leather strap to it.
What I couldn’t see before, it was an iron ring on every bracelet. He gently pulled my towel away, let it fall on the floor and asked me to put me on the bed. I should stretch my hands over my head and did so too. I stretched my head back so that I could see what he was doing with my hands.
He pulled out two short chains under the bed, which I hadn’t noticed before. Now he put on a chain on every bracelet. Now I lay on my hands chained in front of him.
I looked up in the mirror and had to grin slightly because it looked a bit strange. He also went closet on the one wall and won two leather straps, which he strapped around my feet.
There were also two chains at the foot end, but they were longer, but then he attached my feet. Now I could only bend my legs slightly, but not more.
Now he also let his towel slide to the ground and sat down on bed with me. He looked me in the eye for a long time and then asked me if I wanted to have connected my eyes. I thought about a little while and then nodded.
I wanted to know if about it, then properly. So he got up again, went to the closet and came back with a cloth from silk. He gently tied it around my eyes. Now I saw nothing more.
I only heard his breath and knocking my heart. It knocked so loudly that I assumed that he too had to hear it. In turn, I listened to silence whether I could hear something to be able to find out what Axel was doing, but it didn’t work. Nothing happened for a while.
I was about to ask him if he was still there, so I felt his hand on my left side just under my chest.
He slowly stroked my side with a finger. Very slow and tender. I felt like goose bumps over my back. Now I also felt his breath on my stomach.
So he had to have leaned over me. His tongue touched my right nipple gently and sucked on it. Tender until he in my breasts. I would have loved to go into my arms now, but that didn’t work.
So I moved a little restlessly under his movements. His hand slid a little more over my skin, enclosed my left breasts and kneaded it.
His touches were always a little stronger, and I couldn’t help but groan a quietly. Immediately he paused and asked me if he had hurt me. I could hardly answer, but I did it and said to him that he hadn’t hurt me.
So he continued. With his teeth he put many little bites on my skin around my breasts. My breath got faster and faster and I moved back and forth under his touch. His bites slowly wandered deeper and his hand was still kneading my breasts.
A slight pain spread in me, but which did not hurt, but aroused strange feelings in me that I didn’t know yet. Where did these feelings come from? I didn’t know that there was something like that. A feeling of fear flowed through me. Fear of myself.
I started to tremble all over the body.
Now he stroked his stomach with his tongue, around my navel and then the legs down. I slightly bent my legs to clear him the way to my clit. He stroked with his tongue on the inside of my thighs up to my labia. He sucked gently on them.
In all of this, his hand continued to strain over my stomach, the sides and breasts. His tongue suddenly penetrated me. I pulled out the air sharply. Just as quickly as the tongue penetrated, he pulled it out again, lay down on me, penetrated his tail in me and kissed me hard and demanding on my mouth.
His tongue pushed my lips apart and researched my oral cavity. He moved hard in me. He also quickly ended this again. And again I felt his face between my legs.
He now also took his hands to help.
He pulled my labia apart with his fingers and penetrated my tongue back into me. He played on my clit with one finger. I groaned louder and moved more and more restless under his touch. I noticed how it came to me.
It came pretty violently, but was still something special. I didn’t know my own feelings again. He noticed mine orgasm. He lay down on me again and penetrated me with his cock.
His bumps became increasingly violent and faster. I had the feeling of breaking up. I got one orgasm after the next until he too poured himself out in me.
Matt he sank to me, stayed like that for a moment and then got down from me. He took my blindfold, unleashed my legs and hands and then looked at me.
He asked me how I would have liked it. I had to struggle for a moment, but then I could tell him that it was nice for me, but it was a bit strange again because I just had feelings that I didn’t know yet. I also had thought that z.B. How it would have been if I could have pain that I just didn’t know from myself.
He said that it would be normal and I shouldn’t worry. But I didn’t get the fear of my own thoughts out of me.
In the meantime I learned to deal with these feelings. Although I’m not always sure. Because there are moments in my life when I discover new feelings in me again that I don’t know yet, and which I do not know to interpret! But at some point I can also explain these feelings in me.
I’m still quite young and I will just learn to live with them. There are definitely so many things in my life that I will not understand at the beginning, but over time I will understand them! This experience that I here described show that there are simply things that you can’t explain beforehand. And there will always be something like that.
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