First meeting. Part 1.
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Posted:Apr 28, 2024 4:50 am
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 9:53 pm 67 Views
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Because he said that he would not make any demands at the first meeting and that sex was not necessary, I was not afraid to invite him home. It would be just getting to know each other and looking at each other. He did ask if I was willing to receive him in a dress or, if necessary, just a thong.
I was very tense as the moment approached that he would be at the door. At the last minute the excitement suddenly came and I decided to receive him in a thong. He called from his car to say he had arrived. A few minutes later his footsteps echoed across the gallery of the apartment building. I suddenly saw his shadow rise through the roughened glass of the front door. he apparently didn't find the bell and tapped the glass with his ring.
Lazily and trembling with excitement, I walked to the door and opened it a crack. He pulled the door wide open and I felt embarrassed for possible passers-by.
I think he's fatter than in his photos. I realized there was no going back and that I had to receive it.
He closed the door behind him and stood motionless, looking at me.
"I promised that we would just get to know each other and that nothing would happen between us yet. But I'm not one to keep my word. Especially now that I've seen you. You understand that, right?"
I didn't say anything but he could tell from my thong that I was horny and that was my response.
“Do you want to take off your thong or do you want me to?”
I took off my thong and almost fell when I pulled it over my feet. He took it away and pressed it to his face.
"Great boyish scent," he growled.
I led him into the living room. He looked around with interest before sitting down on the couch.
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"Do you have any wine?" he asked.
“Only prosecco.”
"That's fine, go ahead."
As I bent over to place the wine glass on the table, his hands slid down my hips and he turned me toward him. His hands crawled over my buttocks and I felt his fingers go between them and caress my anus. First soft and then a little firmer. When his finger entered I froze.
“You like this, don't you?”
He took a sip of wine.
Continued soon.
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Master J.
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Posted:Oct 11, 2023 12:18 am
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 9:53 pm 856 Views
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Dear Master J.
I am very pleased with your message. I love your photos. You have a beautiful penis. I'll send you my photos shortly. I really want to cum for you.
With kind regards,
Jason
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Obsessed
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Posted:Sep 20, 2023 3:30 am
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 9:53 pm 1153 Views
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It was a resolution (or dream) for a long time that if a man forced me to give him a blow job, I would obey him. but the moment did not present itself. I'm obsessed with giving blowjobs and swallowing cum to an older fat man. No physical aesthetics, but as banal as possible. I thought he would smell of perspiration, be unkempt and have no problem humiliating me.
Until the moment arose a month ago. completely unexpected and so consistent with my fantasies that I suddenly showed avoidance behavior. A few days later I emailed him and apologized for my behavior. Luckily he accepted my apology when I promised there would be a sequel.
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Moment
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Posted:Aug 6, 2023 1:30 am
Last Updated:Sep 2, 2023 12:19 am 994 Views
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Hij was in een blauwe overall in mijn kamer om de verwarmingsinstallatie voor een jaarlijkse controle te bekijken. Tamelijk gezet en door de zomerwarmte rook ik zijn zweetgeur. Achteloos keek hij naar mij terwijl ik aan mijn werktafel zat. Ik droeg een korte broek en draaide mijn stoel in zijn richting. Zou hij op jongens vallen, vroeg ik me af. De zweetgeur maakte me opgewonden. Zijn grote grove handen brachten me in een zalige waan waarin hij mij krachtig beetgreep. De balkondeuren van mijn kamer stonden open en de vitrage danste in de zwoele wind. Toen hij klaar was met de radiator verliet hij mijn kamer, mij geil en verlangend achterlatend.
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Meester gezocht
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Posted:May 29, 2023 5:53 am
Last Updated:Jun 19, 2023 6:02 am 1171 Views
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Even in het Nederlands. In juni is mijn moeder op vakantie. Het zou geweldig zijn een oudere meester te ontvangen. Ik zou gedurende een hele dag zijn CD-slaaf willen zijn. Ik zal hem ontvangen in de outfit die hij voorschrijft.
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You and me.
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Posted:Apr 16, 2023 10:26 pm
Last Updated:May 6, 2024 9:53 pm 1379 Views
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How do you like this?: I'm dressed in a tight short skirt and top. I walk slowly up the narrow stairs to the attic. You an older stout man walk behind me. Up in the attic I will be all yours. I will submit myself completely to you. Do you want a long tongue kiss first or do I have to strip for you and I will be flogged with the riding crop. What do you think?
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Insights sometimes change.
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Posted:Feb 13, 2023 5:45 am
Last Updated:Feb 13, 2023 5:45 am 1684 Views
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I was in an inner retreat for months about exactly what I want to be. Two feelings that sometimes get in the way of each other: crossdressing and submission. My conclusion is that my submission to men dominates my feelings. That thought obsesses me deeply. Walked through a park area in The Hague this week where young men often offer themselves to men who keep their passion a secret. The place is notorious. I strolled there and saw older men pass by and look strange. The smell of rotting forest soil made me horny. But I didn't persevere, didn't stop when a man bullied me. On the lane next to it, a car was moving slowly as I passed. He parked 50 meters in front of me on the avenue. I passed and saw out of the corner of my eye that the door window was open. I heard his voice ask for directions. To alibi to address me. I stopped and saw a bespectacled man between 50 and 60 years old.
When I got close he asked if I wanted to ride with him.
"No, I can't," I said.
"Another time then?"
"Maybe."
"Tomorrow?"
I hesitated, was silent for a while, feeling dizzy with excitement.
"You are scared?"
"I think so."
"Don't be afraid, you'll love it. Tomorrow?"
"Yes tomorrow," I said, shocking myself.
He saluted and drove off.
But now?
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Diary excerpt 26
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Posted:Nov 28, 2022 5:28 am
Last Updated:Oct 13, 2023 5:15 am 2294 Views
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My sister told me how special it is to suck a man and swallow his cum. The first time it was a shock and she almost vomited it out of her mouth. She was ashamed of him and found it hurtful towards him. She said she remembered that taste for weeks and apparently felt a turnaround. It was as if the taste and smell of dirty suddenly turned into seductive. She even craved it. She likes masturbating while sucking to keep the excitement going. When you are excited you find the taste less unpleasant. She had another boyfriend, who was much older than she was. She was very impressed with him. Me too, by the way. I secretly fantasized about making love to him. But I also saw in my fantasy that she sucked him and drank his cum. I fantasized that I was French kissing her and drinking his cum from her mouth. that he became her and my friend. But it never was. The thought was too perverse to come true.
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Diary excerpt 25
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Posted:Nov 27, 2022 1:15 am
Last Updated:Jan 19, 2023 4:53 am 2067 Views
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My perception is that I would like to be my sister with all her mannerisms. But she is too unique to copy her. I envy her style and seductiveness. Her body language is refined. I think her turning her eyes, the gestures with her hands and especially her horniness are fantastic. I can never be as beautiful as her. when i know she has been intimate with a man my jealousy grows. The next day I sniff her clothes, find her panties and smell them. I once heard her fucking from the room next to me. I mimic her voice when I come, but unfortunately it's a male voice. I know she's attracted to her photographer Richard. Apparently something always grows between a model and a photographer. Soon my first shoot with a photographer I know from an ad. I'm nervous but willing to go far,
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Diary excerpt 24
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Posted:Nov 21, 2022 3:57 am
Last Updated:Oct 7, 2023 3:15 am 2545 Views
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Sunday was very busy due to family visits. No privacy. Not a moment for me alone. This morning I was finally alone in the house. I stepped into the shower in tight black trico panties. I rested my back on the floor of the shower and propped my legs up against the cold tile wall. I rubbed the curve of my panties and watched myself get very stiff. I tore my panties aside and saw my penis quivering with stiffness above my face. I saw the small opening of my penis and an almost white drop of pre-cum came out. i took it with my viger and put it in my mouth. I started talking to myself.
"Master, please squirt in my mouth."
Then came first warm drops of semen, and then a few quick wisps.
"Smear it in your face, all in your mouth slut, lick your fingers, swallow it all."
After that I felt cold and empty.
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