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At that moment Sandra calls him and me to say that perhaps Steven is coming back earlier, perhaps today. I get out of Mark’s room as soon as I can to discuss it with Sandra in the corridor.Then, when she gets back in front of the TV. I come back and I find him, with that cool look, lying on his bed, thinking. And I say, “Darling, I'm not saying you shouldn't date until you're a mature man. I'm just saying it's something to keep in mind. If you like a girl who's around your age, right now or even a little bit younger, they're just a bit easy, ok? They want to have fun. As you want to. It's not a hard and fast rule, nor rocket science.”“It’s easy for you to say that you know” he replies back rudely rolling his eyes typical of teenagers.“Well, yes it has been easy for me but for you, surely, some of them are going to appreciate you, but a lot of them may not, and all you could do is enjoy the time that you have with them, and then, just know that you're gonna be okay whatever happens.
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Then I say naughtily, “Oh, no, no, what a disaster!” I try to wipe with a wet cloth because cream and chocolate are very very difficult to wash. “Oh my gosh, oh God, it’s everywhere. Oh no, no, no, no, no, oh I'm so sorry…” I talk in a sexy porn video voice, pretending to be a horny MILF. Mark laughs a bit and stares at me with his open mouth. “Ush, the cream is all over your lap. OH no no no, please, don't get up. So I have to rub this very part of my trousers, pretending not to be touching your cock, while I try to wipe off the cream.” I tell him, looking him in the eye, tossing my hair behind.He laughs and I comment, “Did you see that magic? I made you smile again. Now I'll make you want to talk again. “Oh, oh, oh, but… here…” I say, “while I come back to my role of the ‘innocent step-mom’. I rub his crotch again and again massaging the length and breadth of it gently at first and then firmly until it resembled the strong bark of a tree.“You got an erection!!” I say falsely amaz
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He puts it on and I smear white all over my mouth like a slut dripping with saliva. He then stands up and starts fucking my mouth. The sound and noise of slapping and slurps of saliva excite me and him so much. Then he takes some chocolate and puts it on the base so that my whole face rests on his crotch. And I sink into it like a pillow. I plunge into it like it's the last cock I'll ever see in my life. At that point, I tell Mark to take the initiative. He smiles like a child with a new toy. He makes me stand up. He turns me around and unbuttons my apron. He embraces me from behind with that upright sword protected between my ass cheeks and squeezes my breasts with his hands. Then, he takes the cake and lovingly spreads it all across my big round plump ass. He makes me lie on my stomach and starts licking all the cream off my buttock. It makes me laugh and yet gives me butterflies in my stomach. His willingness to play, to not take himself seriously, pleases me infinitely. I laugh,
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Pleasure is another word for pain. Just think a second about that. When a guy hurts your feelings, but then he gets sorry and begs for pardon, coming back to you? WOW. That’s satisfying. Or when your boss tells you in front of everyone that you didn’t do right, but the next month you come back to the presentation day, as the best job employee, the Queen of the day? That’s cool.American movies taught us that to fail and to feel pain is another word for having success in life. And I am cool with that. I think they discovered something deeper. I'm a masochist: this means I get pain from pleasure. Precisely so. Then, well, I know it sounds weird or even wrong, but it is so damn right. The problem is only that not so many people share this feeling with me.It all started when I was almost twelve, I was a little female tender child, and one day I left the house alone without saying anything to my father. I had learned to put on a coat, hat, and shoes and to open the door of the house. I wen
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I trust Markus so much that I let myself go. We arrived at this university residence and he took me through long dark corridors to a large hall packed with people and with two rooms, one with rock music and one with classical music. When I took a closer look around I saw that all the participants in the party were dressed as ancient Romans and ancient Greeks, there were slaves, guards, kings and queens…whoa!And above all, there was a large rota fortunae (Wheel of Fortune) in the centre, at the intersection between the two rooms, on which some young girls were whipped and even wounded, but with care, and people who tenderly assisted. This was so fucking cool I thought to myself. Marcus was actually a little stiff and may be incredulous, but he seemed to want to jump into the fray to try his hand at it.So, we ventured around the room, until we met Marcus' friend. He smiled at us and said, “Is she the girl?”Marcus nodded. And he ushered us into an alley asking us to follow him. I looke
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I flew to Spain and from there I came by train to Marseille and from there to Aix en Provance. Cabbage. South of France. Wonderful. Already thoughts stop sinking in my head and the scents, the colours, and the sound of the wind enhance all my senses and make my skin breathe. I booked an Airbnb in an alley in the centre of the intersection. Above a great raclette restaurant. I introduce myself to the fat French owner who speaks broken English. No problem. It amuses me. He accompanies me inside and I understand that there is a mistake. He raises his arms and gestures, while he tells me something I don't understand. I turn around and see that in the nice bright apartment with two bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a living room, there seem to be bags belonging to someone.“I accidentally have booked the room for two, sorry madame, he is a boy, a little older than you, I think, American,” The Frenchman says to me“I see…” I say while in reality, I'm not understanding anything.Through all the n
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“At every corner, I turned, there was you,” I exclaim“Have you thought of me then?” he smirks from behind his mask.“All day.” I laugh, throwing my head back.“Liar. That’s false” he replies confidently.“Like these masks,” I say“Or are these the reality, perhaps?” he questions making me think deeper about the reality of humans in life“However, it's not true that you've been thinking about me all day,” I say shaking my head.“Why do you say?” he asks, raising an eyebrow curiously.“Up until 40 minutes ago, there was a woman in your room,” I reply“Ah did you overhear?” he teases twirling me before drawing me into a close circle.“I haven't overheard it at all. Only…” I explain but he cuts me through the conversation“Did you think about me?” he prods again“You are deviating from the conversation,” I say“You wanted to see me,” he states as a matter of fact“N-n-n-n-no... I …” I stutter after being caught red-handed“You needed to know me.” he continues“Maybe,” I say wanting to be
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I scream, every cell in my body awoke, thrilled and excited.“How do you know?” I ask him.“How do you know that about me?” I ask again, now all tipsy after consuming that powerful cocktail. I don’t know if it was the liquor or the story he told me that was getting me all horny.But while I am still talking, a passionate kiss greets me. He sticks his tongue in my mouth like it's the only thing he knows how to do. We kiss passionately. Like I have never kissed Marcus. Like I will never kiss anyone.He offers his hand to me and I take it. In order to move around the room.“I know everything about you.” He says.“I need to know about you. Really. Right now.” I say trying to have a fixed voice but my tongue is trembling with desire. And I want to take him. His breath is on my neck and is warm and fluid. His lips start caressing the tip of my earlobe. The music actually never stopped but I realized it just right now. At that moment he starts touching my butt. He asks me with a deep sexy vo
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