1. BDSM


    Date: 5/3/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: big_zap, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    curious glimpse into his life had seated her. At the altar of making a change in her life that she did not expect nor entirely desire when they crossed paths. Never was it her intention to actually coax along a potential personal relationship from her online escapades. Idle chatter was one thing, but to develop such a deep and intimate personal affection for someone through cable wire and telephone lines? Almost unthinkable. Almost. There she stood in tight blue jeans and a form-fitting burgundy shirt as she sneaked a peak in her mirror. Looking at her reflection, she pondered whether it was too overt for the evening's affairs. While she was presenting a rather casual attitude, she didn't want to come off as attempting to show off her delicate curves. Truth be told, she was never very secure with her body, and that lack of comfort has taken her years to come to grips with. It was a double-edged sword for her, really, either someone was only enticed by her physical features or they wrote her off due to those very same traits. Don't mistake her, though, she was not at all displeased with the way she looked, in fact in recent time she had learned to appreciate her beauty all the more and find ways to accentuate it, but her body would always be a source of both pride and frustration. She enjoyed some photos of herself, yet others she despised. It had little to do with herself, but more the feeling each picture represented. It became a way of life almost for her to live through ...
    these moments. You are only young once. Savor those precious seconds before one turns old and gray. So she straightened the shirt some, and adjusted the way the jeans hugged her hips, and still she was unsatisfied. She retreated to her closet and began rummaging once more for something a little less provocative. Buzz. Thump. Rubbing her head frantically, as she hit her head on the clothes rod in her closet, she stumbled into her bedroom to turn off her alarm. Earlier she had set it to allow herself ample time to leave so as not to be late for her date, if she could even call it that. Trying to catch her breath and not freak out, she again pondered another shirt to wear. Looking down in her hands they contained one simple off-white blouse. Now, for some reason this seemed the perfect thing to wear, and she shrugged it on after quickly discarding her previous top. Her keys? Her purse? Her wallet? Her cell phone? All of the identification one would need under any given circumstance? Check. She pulled the door to her apartment closed, and locked it behind her. Staring briefly at the wooden frame, she considered the prospect of never again returning to the confines of her home again the same person as she is leaving it. Ordinarily this would give her great worry in such a pause, but for some indescribable concept she found a serenity in it all. Pleased. Nervous. Excited. Scared. Alive. So very alive, she felt, and it had been so long since someone was capable of stoking the hidden ...
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