My first time

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My first timeEvery so often the memory comes to me. It usually occurs on silent nights, nights when desire cannot be satisfied. Tonight is one of those nights. I made a video call at 8:00 p.m., a friend and I put on makeup. At 22:00 we hung up and I entered ashemaletube. I read a message from a man who writes to me once a week, at least. A man that I cannot have but whom I desire with all my body. After that I introduced my buttplug and now here I am, sitting in front of the computer, with an object inside my anus, with my black sports shoes, my black body and my black and white painted nails. I write, or rather, I remember that time, that night, that occasion when for the first time a man made me feel like a woman.I was a teenager and my hormones were out of control. I had started to cross-dress years ago. Over time I learned to do it very well. My parents, of course, did not approve of that activity. So I had been forced to transform myself at night, when everyone slept. No need to go into detail. Every action has its consequence. One thing leads to another. I had put on shorts for the first time when I was 12 years old, and years later, I became a woman at two in the morning and went outside. The fear was constant in the initial çankırı escort bayan outings, but over time it gave way to adrenaline, the desire for exploration. One night I dared to go around the block. Another time a black wagon pulled up in front of my house. Instead of running around (which was what I always did when something like this happened), I started stroking myself. I imagine that the man inside the car masturbated. But he did not do more. Until it happened. That night I got out of bed at two in the morning, loaded my backpack (previously prepared) and, with great stealth and care, I left my room and went to the abandoned house. Describing the composition of the construction in which we lived would be too long. Suffice it to say that we had a house and, in front of ours there was another, uninhabited but furnished.Up there I walked that night, went inside, went up the stairs and entered the room furthest from the room where my parents slept.I turned on the light and proceeded to get dressed. I put on a small panties, to squeeze and hide my limb. I put on skin-colored pantyhose. I put on the girdle that narrowed my waist and formed hips. I put on a bra and a cream body, dental floss. I put on a short skirt, escort çankırı schoolgirl or Scottish type. I put on a short vest, sleeveless, black and made of leather. I combed my long, straight black hair, made up with delicate shades and red lips, I colored earrings and jewels, I put on silver studs. I looked in the mirror and I don’t remember what I thought, but surely I said something like: shit you look good. I left the house, I went to the garage, I opened the door, I went outside. I had not planned anything, for me, it would be a night like any other. Go outside, see a car approaching, show him my little ass when he passes me and, if he stops, immediately go home. But something happened. I saw a car approaching, a small vehicle, when it passed the front of my house, I saw the driver’s face. It was as if in that instant the world had stopped, because I saw him, I saw him very well, his prominent jaw, his absorbing eyes, his full lips, his face as a man, a handsome man, a macho. He did not stop, he left and I wished: I hope it happens again. So it was. 5 minutes later I saw his car approaching and, against everything that reason told me at the time, I did not move, I waited. He parked a few meters ahead of me. I acted, çankırı escort without giving space to thought. I got closer, looked at him. Yes, it was him. I don’t know what we are talking about, I don’t know how it happened, but without realizing it, suddenly I was sitting on top of him, on his legs, facing him and he was kissing me and I was kissing him and I felt the hairs on his beard and touched his Man’s breasts with miss hands and I moved on top of him, with my legs open and I felt his erect member, inside his pants, I felt his erection that caressed my anus and there I completely lost consciousness and I I sucked it, there inside the taxi, it was the first penis that I tried. I said: let’s go into my house. He nodded and I saw that his face was pure fear. don’t worry my love, I said. We went into the garage, I knelt down and sucked it, then I stood up, turned my back on him, took off my skirt, bent down and he … took action. I had to bite my tongue to avoid guitar. I had to cover my mouth so as not to moan with pleasure when I felt the jet of hot semen inside me, I had to move away from him, face up, kneel down and lick his penis again, to know the taste of his manhood, a unique flavor . We were in the dark. We don’t kiss. Still ecstatic, I walked to the door and opened it. Before leaving, he searched his wallet. He took out a 200 peso bill. I got the money and he left. I closed the door, but had actually opened another door, one full of explosion,was a hungry female.

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