My Journey

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It was mid-April a few years ago. I was home, lonely and bored. The kids were sleeping. I had recently become single, and I needed something. I really wasn’t sure what that was though. I had spent a lot of time on Facebook. There were a few groups on there that I was in at the time that pertained to BDSM.There were always a few men that would come on and say hi to me. There really was no one I connected with though. It was late one night, and I was about to log off. I received a message from someone in the group named Andy, and I was immediately interested.We wrote back and forth every day and eventually, we started talking on the phone. He was a truck driver. There was something about him. I couldn’t seem to get him out of my head. Everything about him was so different from every other man I had spoken to.My daughter had moved to North Carolina to be with her husband who was in the Marines. He was not far off from his discharge and she decided she wanted to come back home and wait for him. I decided to resign from my job in June, as all my kids were grown. I went to North Carolina and stayed with them until the beginning of October. Then I brought her and her kids home to Ohio. This all fell into place with me wanting to be with Andy. I argued with my thoughts for a long time. Should I leave with him? Would I be safe? One thing I did know was that I needed to take a chance. A chance for happiness like I’ve never known before. Andy and I talked every day and after six months we decided that we wanted to be together. On October sixth he told me he would be driving through Cleveland. Early afternoon the next day, he messaged me and told me he was on his way to my daughter’s şişli escort house to pick me up. I was nervous and excited at the same time. When he pulled up in front of the house, I said goodbye to my kids and grandkids. I picked up my bag and started a journey of a lifetime. As soon as I saw him I knew leaving with him was the right decision. He took me in his arms and hugged me tightly. He opened the passenger door and helped me up inside. A couple of hours later we were parked at a truck stop. It was the first time we had been able to really talk face to face. We talked more about what we wanted, what we desired. After all, we met in a BDSM group. We both wanted someone in that lifestyle. Sitting in the bunk we did more than talk though. We would occasionally make out like a couple of teenagers. As night fell, he stripped me of my clothing. He shed his clothes and turned me onto my stomach. I knew I wanted him to take me. He positioned himself over me. His fingers glided between my legs to reveal how wet I had become just from being near him. He slid his cock between my legs getting it wet. He didn’t hesitate as he guided his cock into my ass. I had only done anal twice before. I wanted him to take me so badly that I didn’t care. He was slow and steady at first.His hand reached up and gripped my neck firmly. He leaned in and asked me, “Are you sure that this is what you want, and I am who you want to be with?” I answered quickly, “Yes I’m positive.”  All I could think was how badly I wanted him. He gripped my neck tighter and plunged forward sinking his cock deep into my ass. I let out a scream that startled even myself. At the same time, I was so turned on, mecidiyeköy escort that the pain meant nothing. I was so into it that I arched my back and pushed into him with every thrust. After he finished I was extremely wet and felt completely satisfied. He kissed me and that was the first time I heard him say, “Good girl.”The smile that brought to my face was indescribable. It was the first time I felt so wanted and so safe with anyone. Our journey with one another had begun. We had made a few stops to adult stores in our travels whenever it was possible. We had picked up some restraints, a flogger, clamps, a magic wand, a few videos and other toys. The first time I felt the vibrating massager was something I will never forget. My orgasms were so intense that it took me a long time for my breath to slow to normal. The flogger was my second favourite toy. I would lay on the bed naked and I needed no restraints at the time. I wanted so much to feel the straps against my body. He stood over me as I closed my eyes. I heard the flogger as it whipped through the air and felt the strands integrate with my body. The pain and pleasure were so intense that it was hard to decipher one from the other. I moaned so loud at the time that I thought some other drivers would hear me. I didn’t care though. I wanted to feel more. I cried out to him, “Harder!”I believe at first, he was afraid that he would hurt me. The more I pleaded the harder he brought it down on my body. It was so pleasurable that at first, I couldn’t fathom what was happening. The more pain I received, the more turned on I had become. I longed for more pain. Any chance we got to play, we took it. Our first weekend off, we went to Pigeon Forge, Tennessee. I had never been there. We decided to rent a cabin in the mountains for the weekend. It was beautiful. We would relax and enjoy the cabin. When we would play, he’d restrain me when using the magic wand because I couldn’t take the orgasms. They were so intense. I was barely used to one orgasm with other men. Having multiple ones was something my body was not used to. We would relax in the hot tub on the deck before we continued our play time. Usually, there was a pool table in the cabins we rented. We would play completely naked, and when it was my shot, he would come up behind me with the wand. He would hold it tight against my clit until my entire body would tremble. Then he’d stop, and we’d continue to shoot pool. Sometimes we would play strip pool.We would head back out to the deck and he leaned me over the rail. He’d bury his cock as deep as he could into my pussy. My cries and moans echoed into the mountains. We would have our play sessions wherever we were, on the couch, the hot tub or the deck. It didn’t matter to us. I loved him more than I ever thought it was possible to love someone. We had stopped another night and went back to the bunk. He secured me in place on the bed. The back windows were cracked open some. He brought out the clamps and the wand. When he placed the clamps on my nipples I let out a high-pitched shriek. The pain was intense but so satisfying. He turned on the wand and stroked it slowly between my legs.Then he’d stop on my clit and hold it there. I would scream so loud that I’m sure people around thought I was being tortured. I was. But in a very good way. I would cum so hard that my body went numb. He would only wait a few minutes to get a drink and start all over again. My screams and moans were so loud, I now knew people had heard me.

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